Boss, Your Babies Are Raising Hell

2Xiong Miao was just about to leave when she was suddenly pressed down. Her lips were locked even deeper and swept away like a whirlwind.    

    

When Steward Han, who was standing beside her, saw this situation, he hurriedly called for the servants to silently retreat.    

    

This meant that they did not see anything.    

    

Xiong Miao's head was dizzy and she was about to die before he let go of her.    

    

"Ha, ha..." Once she was freed, Xiong Miao took a few big breaths of air before she could breathe smoothly.    

    

She bit her numb lips and raised her watery eyes to look at Zhan Yeling.    

    

Compared to her nervousness, the man's expression was calm and without ripples, as if the person who caused trouble was not him.    

    

See, this was the difference between a man and a woman.    

    

In some aspects, men were always calm and collected.    

    

Xiong Miao's voice was mixed with a bit of hoarseness as she asked, "Is it sweet?"    

    

At least when she ate the cake, she felt it was very sweet.    

    

Zhan Yeling used his thumb to wipe the corner of his mouth and the corner of his mouth curled up into a charming smile, "Sweet."    

    

Xiong Miao smiled, "Then let's eat more. The desserts cooked by this chef are really very delicious."    

    

As she spoke, she put the cake back to his mouth. "Open your mouth. You have tasted it just now. It is very sweet."    

    

This time, Zhan Yeling ate the spoonful of cake very cooperatively.    

    

Xiong Miao was about to feed him, but she heard him say, "You eat it yourself. Rice."    

    

Did he not want to eat cake? Did he want to eat rice?    

    

Xiong Miao quickly put down the spoon and filled a bowl of rice. She picked up some vegetables and still used the spoon to scoop it up and feed him like how she fed Bear, "Ah..."    

    

Zhan Yeling calmly opened his mouth.    

    

Xiong Miao fed him spoon by spoon. In a short while, the bowl of rice was almost finished.    

    

Zhan Yeling was also full. Xiong Miao helped him out of the door and went for a walk by the sea.    

    

Steward Han brought the servants to clean up the bowls and chopsticks on the table.    

    

Seeing the empty bowl, Housekeeper Han cried tears of joy.    

    

Young Master Zhan actually ate a full bowl of rice. This was the first time in the past ten or so days!    

    

In the past ten or so days, Young Master Zhan only ate a few mouthfuls at most before angrily throwing the bowl and chopsticks away.    

    

Sometimes, he didn't eat a single mouthful.    

    

It scared everyone in the Haijing villa to the point of trembling in fear, but there was nothing they could think of.    

    

It was a sin for Young Master Zhan to starve.    

    

Even the maids like them would not be able to live a good life.    

    

Today, Young Master Zhan actually ate a bowl of rice. This Miss Xiong was really the savior of all the maids in Hai Jing Villa.    

    

At the seaside.    

    

The seawater hit the beach, raising layers of waves.    

    

The sound of "Sha Sha" made people feel very comfortable.    

    

However, it was close to the New Year. Although the sun was abundant, the air was still cold.    

    

The sea breeze was still a little cold on his face.    

    

Xiong Miao held Zhan Yeling's arm and walked on the beach.    

    

The sea breeze made her long hair flutter. She looked at the endless sea in the distance and saw that the surface of the sea was peaceful. However, on such a peaceful sea, once the tide rose or raised a huge wave, it would be dangerous to devour.    

    

Just like Zhan Yeling, who was beside her.    

    

At this moment, he looked very calm. However, if he touched his reverse scale, he would be like a surging wave that could sweep through everything and destroy everything.    

    

He was as unfathomable as the ocean, dangerous and tempting.    

    

Xiong Miao's gaze turned to Zhan Yeling's face. The sea breeze blew his short hair up and tilted it to the back of his head, revealing his bright and clean forehead. He looked more and more manly.    

    

Xiong Miao looked and quickly shifted her gaze away. She was afraid that she would really like him.    

    

"Is it cold?" A deep male voice mixed with seawater sounded.