Third Young Master saw that, and finally sent an expressionless emoji...
Indeed, even his emojis were just as cold as him.
Staring at his phone, Ji Chengzhi felt unusually annoyed. He turned off his phone, planning to tidy up, but when he turned around, he found that the child sitting next to the coffee table was holding a plate of chestnut cake in front of him.
He’s eating chestnut cake?
Ji Chengzhi’s hands and feet went cold with panic. That was specifically prepared for that bastard, how could Little Baozi eat it?
Just as he was about to coax him into eating something else, another scene unfolded which left him incredibly astonished.
He saw the child take the pastry in his hand but didn’t rush to eat it. Instead, he used his little hands to pick out the red beans one by one and throw them away!
Ji Chengzhi was frozen in shock!
Why... would he pick them out? Didn’t they taste good?
Ji Chengzhi heard the clunk in his own heart: "Xiaobao, do you not like red beans? Are you picking them out?"
Ye Xiaobao nodded: "I never eat beans!"
After speaking, he dug out another bean with a look of disgust and placed it on the coffee table.
Seeing this, Ji Chengzhi finally fell completely silent. It was not for nothing, for this was not the first time he had seen such a scene.
This scene, it was one that man had every time he ate this thing, only he was more elegant and nonchalant than Little Baozi!
And the reason was the same as the child’s: "Never eat beans!"
Not eating beans, are they poisonous or something?
Ji Chengzhi felt like he had been struck by lightning. Walking over, he noticed that after Little Baozi had been picking at the chestnut cake for so long, there were hardly any beans left. So he crouched down in front of him: "Xiaobao, have you eaten this before?"
"No!" Ye Xiaobao was very honest.
Indeed, he had not. However, he thought it must taste very good because it smelled so nice, it was just that these beans were too bothersome.
He picked out another bean and threw it aside.
Ji Chengzhi, squatting beside him and feeling a stir inside, subconsciously grabbed a jar of honey condensed milk, ready to spread it on for him to eat.
Ou Mucen didn’t like sweets. He never ate them growing up, and once Aunt Ji knew this, she never added sugar to his chestnut cake, just some red beans for scent, softly sweetening it.
While the chestnuts themselves were sweet, once mixed with the cake flour, the taste was almost there, quite faint overall.
Ji Chengzhi carefully spread the condensed milk on the pastry and handed it over: "Here Xiaobao, eat this!"
Ye Xiaobao was seriously picking out beans and took the offered food without a second thought, opening his mouth to accept it.
However, what shocked Ji Chengzhi yet again was that as soon as the piece of chestnut cake reached the child’s mouth, he only saw him shudder once. The bite of cake he had taken, he spat out: "What’s this? Why is it so sweet?!"
There he was, holding that condensed milk brush, squatted there, and for a long, long time, he couldn’t come back to his senses...
What in the world was going on?
This was cursed! I can overlook your dislike for beans, but now you won’t even eat sweets? Could this still be considered a coincidence? This is absolutely inconceivable!
Ji Chengzhi was starting to feel unsettled, his eyes began to quietly scrutinize the child.
This was indeed a very beautiful child, with delicate features, and skin like milk......