Chapter 874 - Howl, Whos the Person Xiao Bao Loves the Most?
Princess is Glamorous in Modern Day
This sweet fragrance was mellow and dense, with the temperature of autumn, as it lingered in the entire room.
âThereâs actually roasted sweet potatoes!â An Raoâs eyes widened in excitement when she saw the sweet potatoes in the fireplace. She had been busy every day recently and had not eaten anything delicious. Coming to Xia Wanyuan today was a good time to start her feast.
The sweet potato that modern people were extremely familiar with was very unfamiliar to Xia Wanyuan. The sweet potato had only been brought into China, more than 50 years after Xia Wanyuanâs death.
Jun Shiling pulled out a roasted sweet potato from the fire and peeled it open. The yellow and red meat was steaming.
Xia Wanyuan looked expressionless, but Jun Shiling knew that Xia Wanyuan had never eaten this before. He waved at her. âCome.â
Xia Wanyuan carried the cat and sat on the carpet. Jun Shiling scooped a small mouthful with a wooden spoon and brought it to her mouth. Xia Wanyuan opened her mouth and ate it.
The soft and sweet taste spread in his mouth. She did not need to chew at all. With a gentle nibble, the roasted sweet potatoes were all cut open.
The area near the surface was a little charred and smelled of caramel. It was even more unique.
âDelicious.â Xia Wanyuanâs eyes curved up. She opened her mouth and waited for Jun Shiling to feed her.
On the other hand, Bo Xiao, who had wanted to show off his love in front of Jun Shiling, had just taken the wooden spoon over when An Rao blew on it and ate a sweet potato. Xia Wanyuan had only finished two mouthfuls when half of An Raoâs food was already in her stomach.
â...â Bo Xiao looked at An Rao, speechless. âDidnât you just eat a bowl of beef noodles this morning? Will you starve to death?â
An Rao rolled her eyes at Bo Xiao. âShut up.â
â...â Bo Xiao was speechless. He picked up the spoon and poked it himself.
The rain outside the window gradually became heavier, and the sky gradually darkened.
The lights in the house were bright. The flames happily licked the furnace wall, sending warmth to every corner of the room.
âCome, cheers!â Four glasses clinked. Beside them, a small hand holding a glass of milk also tried to squeeze into the gathering. However, it was frightened back by Jun Shilingâs gaze.
The wine glasses collided with a crisp sound. In the middle was a hotpot that was surging with heat waves. Steam curled up and the fragrance of meat fluttered.
âUncle Bo Xiaoâs most favorite Auntie An, I want to have a bite too. Can you give me a bite?â Xiao Bao looked at the tasteless vegetables in his bowl and then at the mutton in the pot that was very appetizing. He looked at An Rao eagerly.
An Rao stole a glance at Jun Shiling. I donât dare, but someone does. An Rao pointed at Bo Xiao. âGet him to help you.â
âAuntie An Raoâs most favorite Uncle Bo Xiao, I want to eat meat too.â Xiao Bao carried the bowl and leaned against Bo Xiao pitifully. His eyes were filled with desire and he could not hold back his saliva.
Bo Xiao pinched Xiao Baoâs face. âYouâre so sweet. Youâre really not like your father. Come, Iâll find you something to eat.â As Bo Xiao spoke, he took out a large piece of meat from the pot. In the end, he did not dare to be too impudent. He found a glass of water and rinsed it before feeding it to Xiao Bao. âIs it delicious?â
âMm!!!â Xiao Bao was overjoyed!!!
After eating it, Xiao Bao tugged at Bo Xiaoâs sleeve. âXiao Baoâs most favorite Uncle Bo Xiao, I still want to eat.â
Jun Shiling reached out and grabbed his collar directly. Xiao Bao kicked his legs symbolically, but it was useless. In the end, he let Jun Shiling drag him back with a hopeless expression.
âSit properly and eat your childrenâs meal.â
âOk.â Xiao Baoâs eyes were filled with tears as he nodded very firmly. However, his eyes were looking at Xia Wanyuan.
He looked pitiful and pretended to be strong. No matter how one looked at him, he looked miserable. Xia Wanyuan took some water to braise the meat and fed it to Xiao Bao.
A mouthful of meat fragrance. âHowl, Mommy, I love you the most.â
Bo Xiao, who had witnessed the entire process, chuckled. Little liar, you loved me the most a second ago.
On the glass window beside him, lines of rain flowed down, blurring the light and shadow in the room. However, the warm laughter was cold and could not be isolated.