Chapter 33
Talking bad about monsters behind their backs and being caught by the monsters on the spot, the new female player always feels that her life is over.
She trembled slightly twice, shrank her head, and hurriedly avoided the cook's deadly gaze.
Xingnuo swung his short legs, looked up and saw the gloomy-looking cook, and spoke in a slightly confused tone:
"Auntie Cook, aren't you going to give the kid some food?"
The cook, whose face had turned as black as the bottom of a pot due to rage, took a deep breath and suppressed her violent and sinister emotions when she heard what her young master said.
"Hurry up and serve the meal to the little master!"
The cook glared at the kitchen maids, then turned around and smiled at the young master.
"My young master, don't listen to the nonsense of these strangers! My popularity and character are second to none in this castle!"
The low-level monsters and players that were hard to tell were all devoured by her!
The cook patted her plump chest, making a thumping sound.
"And the food I cooked was absolutely delicious! How could these guests deserve to enjoy it?!"
She is the most trusted chef of the master and the young master in this castle. These ant-like humans are not worthy of her cooking for them!
Xingnuo scooped a spoonful of sweet cheese soup with a white porcelain spoon and drank it in one gulp. The sweet taste made his short legs shake.
His stomach wasn’t so empty anymore, Xingnuo wiped his mouth and shook his head gently.
"Auntie, the teacher is annoying. We should be polite to our friends."
After Xingnuo finished speaking, he glanced at the female player sister standing next to him and said considerately:
"Sister, Auntie is a very nice person. She is just tired from cooking for the baby. But, but I don't cook much. You can take the baby's meal."
Xingnuo only eats a few bites at each meal, and the little flesh he has is almost all on his face, while his arms and legs are very thin.
He pushed over another portion of biscuits and pigeon soup that he had not touched.
"Sister, take it away."
When the new female player heard Xingnuo’s words, she was stunned for a moment and almost burst into tears with emotion!
Oh my God, there really are such well-behaved human cubs in this world!
The new female player covered her chest with her hands. For a moment, she felt like she was about to become the little guy’s one and only fan!
After taking a deep breath, the new female player's irritability and nervousness dissipated a lot, and she bowed to the young master.
"Thank you, little master!"
She thought that talking to the young master and asking for a bowl of soup from him would be an extremely difficult task.
But the little guy's considerateness seemed to be innate, and this task was completed so smoothly!
The new female player held the soup but didn't dare take the biscuits. She left quickly with her scalp tingling, facing the cook's cold and gloomy gaze.
The cook exhaled fiercely through her nose, turned her head and said to the young master:
"How can such lowly people like them be worthy of you giving away your own soup?!"
Xingnuo drank his cheese soup without answering. He rolled his watery and bright eyes and exclaimed.
"Sister Cook, the soup you made is so delicious!"
The cook's expression was revealed, and she instantly raised her fat triple-meat chin in triumph.
"Of course I can make a delicious soup!"
The cook was so pleased with the young master's praise that her face lit up with ruthlessness. She even forgot about what happened to the new player and walked around the castle with a group of kitchen maids in high spirits.
The cook was determined to let all the servants in the castle know that the young master had praised her!
Xingnuo ate two small cookies, put the remaining pieces on a plate, picked it up, and walked out carefully.
The male servant who had brought the mermaid pearl from the basement hurriedly followed, circling around the young master:
"How can you let the little master carry the dishes! Where do you want to carry them? I'll do it!"
Xingnuo pointed to the back garden and said:
"Go find daddy. Daddy is so tired from work. Give daddy some cookies!"
When the butler heard this, he couldn't help but smile and was no longer in a hurry to serve the cookies to his young master.
"Then I will put the mermaid pearl in the bedroom, and the young master will be able to see it when he returns."
Not wanting to disturb the master and his son's private time together, the butler bent down and left respectfully.
Xingnuo continued to hold the plate, staring at the cookies inside carefully, and walked towards the back garden with small steps.
No flowers had been planted in the flowerbed in the castle's backyard yet, only a few brightly coloured tulips were blooming by the fence, swaying in the wind.
Chen Wen weeds and waters the flowerbed every day, thinking about what to plant in this small flowerbed.
He didn't want to plant only roses because they were too bright and would make people sick of looking at them after a while.
The wide sleeves of his robe were neatly rolled up at his forearms by Chen Wen. His skin was cold and pale, and even though his golden hair was such a brilliant color, it still didn't make him feel any more warm.
Chen Wen, holding the kettle, thought, why not plant tulips? The little brat seemed to like them quite a bit.
But then, Shen Wen’s expression froze.
Why do you have to consider whether the little one likes it when planting flowers?
Chen Wen threw the kettle on the grass in an upset mood, pursed his lips, raised his eyes, and saw Xing Nuo walking towards him with a plate.
"dad!"
Before the little cub came close, a soft and sticky voice came over.
Chen Wen opened his mouth and was about to say that this road was difficult to walk on, but the next second, the little guy was tripped by a clod of earth and fell to the ground.
"Oh!"
Xingnuo bent his calves, knelt on the ground, and bit the mud in his mouth.
Without even bothering to get up, Xingnuo held the plate high in his hand, stuck out his tongue and spit out mud for a long time.
Chen Wen approached and saw his dirty little appearance. He finally understood why he was covered in mud yesterday just because he picked a tulip.
Inexplicably, he felt like laughing. Shen Wen's eyes, as cold as glass, bent down, and he reached out to pull the kid up from the ground.
"How stupid."
Chen Wen wondered if the little cub was his own bloodline?
How can you be so clumsy?
In the past, dad never said that his son was stupid!
Xingnuo pursed his lips and snorted, thinking that daddy was the stupid one who had forgotten who his son was!
Xingnuo stretched out his empty little hand and patted his dirty clothes. He was choked by the flying dust and sneezed and coughed several times.
Chen Wen watched the little fellow messing around, but he was still covered in dust and was choking himself.
Shaking his head slightly, Shen Wen sighed, stepped forward and stretched out his hand to help the little guy pat his clothes.
Xingnuo slapped himself all over his body, causing his arms and legs to ache. He rubbed them quietly and felt happy again.
"Dad, the kid brought cookies!"
Xingnuo thought to himself that he was very smart. He remembered to raise his hands when he fell, so that the plate did not fall!
He placed the plate in front of his chest, raised the corners of his mouth, looked down, and was stunned.
Where are the baby’s cookies? !
Why not on the plate!
Seeing this, Chen Wen didn't dislike it. He curled his lips and picked up a few biscuits from the ground.
"Are these cookies?" Shen Wen asked knowingly.
Xingnuo hummed, staring at the small cookies that were as dirty as the babies. It took him a long time to react and then he nodded.
"yes."
The little curly hair covered with dust drooped down wilfully. Xingnuo took the biscuit and sighed a little in disappointment.
"The cookie is dirty. I can't give it to Daddy anymore."
Chen Wen lowered his eyes to look at the cookies, and paused for a moment before retracting his hand.
"For me?"
Xingnuo hummed softly, turned around, and walked back with the cookies.
"Go get a few more clean cookies!"
Xingnuo was an optimistic person and felt bad for only a short while before running back to the castle to ask the pastry chef for some cookies.
Chen Wen stood in the desolate and messy little flowerbed, watching the little guy running back and forth without getting tired, bringing cookies to him.
Chen Wen's chest seemed to collapse halfway at this moment.
He thought that it would be a nice feeling to have a child who was related to him by blood.
Chen Wen withdrew his gaze from Xing Nuo, lowered his eyes, and glanced at the small flowerbed at his feet where no flowers had been planted yet.
In fact, the golden color of tulips is not suitable for me, but it is very suitable for Xingnuo.
Chen Wen now somewhat understood why his future self would choose to give birth to a weak human cub.
With a light sigh, Shen Wen called out to the little guy who was walking to the gate of the castle.
"Don't go get the cookies. What if you fall down again?"
Chen Wen was tall and long-legged, and he caught up with Xing Nuo in a few steps.
"It doesn't matter if I have one bite of biscuit. I'll go wash it for you first."
Chen Wen couldn't bear to see Xing Nuo's dirty little appearance.
Xingnuo held the small plate, lifted his calf, looked at the corner of his clothes with a small hole, and nodded guiltily.
"OK."
The kid doesn't want to be so dirty, or be called a dirty kid by his dad, whom he doesn't know very well during the day!
Shen Wen raised his hand to take the plate and handed it to the servant waiting at the door.
"Send the plate back to the kitchen and bring up a few more cookies."
After Chen Wen finished speaking, he lowered his eyes and saw that the little guy's face was covered with a few streaks of dust. His big black and white eyes stared at him without blinking, and he couldn't help but smile.
"What are you looking at? Do you want me to lead you?"
Xingnuo nodded his little head vigorously, raised the corners of his mouth, became happy again, and raised his little hands high.
Afraid that the kid would fall again after walking a few steps, Chen Wen reluctantly and with a little disdain reached out and held the little guy's hand.
The father and son walked back slowly and went upstairs to wash and change clothes.
On the other side, the players who got the soup had red eyes and stared at the soup closely.
Although this soup is prepared for the little master, the portion is quite large, enough for several players to have half a bowl each.
The veteran player glanced at his watch and took a deep breath, slightly nervous.
"The night in the dungeon arrives in a flash. According to the rules, we need to drink the soup made by the cook for dinner."
There was a player who was in a very bad mood. He was severely affected by the dungeon and his eye sockets were bulging outwards.
"But what if something goes wrong after drinking this soup?!"
Is the soup made by the cook a rule that must be followed?
The new female player who finally got the soup rolled her eyes at him and snorted coldly:
"If you don't want to drink, no one will force you!"
Seeing that the time was almost up, the female player with a buzz cut didn't want to cause any more trouble at this time, so she said with a sullen face:
"Stop arguing!"
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