Boss, Your Babies Are Raising Hell

1Xiong Miao did not think much and followed him to the dining table and sat down.    

    

She filled a bowl of rice and placed it in front of Zhan Yeling. "Try it."    

    

Zhan Yeling picked up a lobster with a shell.    

    

Xiong Miao saw this and quickly said, "I will help you remove the shell."    

    

She reached out and was about to take it when Zhan Yeling bypassed her. "I'll do it."    

    

Xiong Miao did not say anything and withdrew her hand. She picked up the chopsticks and picked up the vegetables to eat.    

    

Zhan Yeling skillfully removed the shell of the lobster and put the prawn meat into Xiong Miao's bowl.    

    

This action of his made Xiong Miao feel flattered. She hurriedly looked at Zhan Yeling and saw him take another prawn and start to peel the shell.    

    

Was he peeling the prawn for her to eat?    

    

Xiong Miao felt that she must be dreaming.    

    

But the scene in front of her was so real.    

    

"Quickly eat." Zhan Yeling turned his head and saw that she was stunned. He said in a low magnetic voice.    

    

Xiong Miao came back to her senses and quickly picked up the prawn meat and put it into her mouth." En, delicious..."    

    

She did not even notice that the food she praised was delicious.    

    

It was probably because Zhan Yeling had prepared the prawns for her that she felt it was so delicious.    

    

It was even better than any of the delicacies she had eaten.    

    

Zhan Yeling was very satisfied with her expression of enjoyment and happiness.    

    

After Zhan Yeling peeled the second prawn, he put it back into Xiong Miao's bowl.    

    

Xiong Miao picked it up and brought it to his mouth, "Ah..."    

    

Zhan Yeling opened his mouth and ate the prawn meat she fed him.    

    

Their actions were intimate and ambiguous. The bodyguard standing at the door accidentally took a look and felt that they should not feed him a mouthful of dog food, the kind that was extremely sweet.    

    

When Director Zhan started to show off his dog food, he really wanted to kill someone.    

    

Therefore, Zhan Yeling peeled the prawns, Xiong Miao ate the prawns, and fed the prawns.    

    

The plate of large prawns on the accelerator was quickly finished by the two of them.    

    

Xiong Miao burped from eating. She was really too satisfied.    

    

After eating and cleaning up the bowls and chopsticks, the sky had already darkened.    

    

Xiong Miao held Zhan Yeling's hand and went to the second floor. She had just seen her own room. It was decorated so pink and tender that she liked it very much.    

    

At this moment, she brought Zhan Yeling to the next room, which was the room her mother used to live in.    

    

Her mother's room was also tidied up very neatly. It was just that there was no blanket on the bed.    

    

Even the furnishings were exactly the same as before.    

    

Especially the photo on the bedside table, which had been wiped clean, but was placed in the same way as before.    

    

That photo was from when her mother was young.    

    

Xiong Miao walked over and picked up the picture. "This is my mother. She used to have a good temper. It was because she raised me that her temper became bad."    

    

Xiong Miao held the photo and looked at the smiling woman in the photo. It was as if she was talking to herself, but also as if she was talking to Zhan Yeling.    

    

In her impression, she had been raised and protected by her mother since she was young.    

    

This woman spent all of her youth to raise her up. Unfortunately, when she grew up, her mother left the world.    

    

She didn't even have the chance to repay her.    

    

"You look very similar to your mother." Zhan Yeling's magnetic voice suddenly sounded, without any emotional fluctuations.    

    

"Yes, Aunt Wang also said we look alike." Xiong Miao answered subconsciously.    

    

After she said that, she suddenly realized something and looked at Zhan Yeling. She was surprised and surprised. "Are you blind? You can tell what I look like? "    

    

Otherwise, how would he know that she looked like her mother?    

    

He only saw a picture and said that she looked like her mother!    

    

Did it mean that he could distinguish the face? The faces he saw were no longer the same mosaics?