Beyond Gold and Jade [Interstellar ABO]

The soft and thick mattress was pressed into a shallow nest by Pei Qingque lying flat on it, and a few chubby little white clouds were printed on the light blue quilt cover, which was as cute as the baby bird sleeping in it.

Meng Wangchuan tucked the quilt up for the little guy, and seeing the little guy's chest heaving up and down slightly due to breathing, a trace of looseness finally appeared in his eyes that had been frozen all day.

After waiting quietly by Pei Qingque's bed for a few minutes to make sure that the other party had fallen asleep again, Meng Wangchuan turned around and prepared to leave.

I don't know if it was the sound of the wheels rubbing against the ground that alarmed Pei Qingque, or if the little guy really had that precise sixth sense that could sense Meng Wangchuan's departure.

In short, the moment the man stepped forward, Pei Qingque, who was still sleeping soundly while hugging the quilt without waking up no matter how hard she tossed, suddenly opened her eyes. In an instant, he jumped up from the soft bed.

With a small cheer, Pei Qingque raised her arms and threw herself on Meng Wangchuan while kneeling on the mattress, no matter where she was.

The slender white arms stretched out from behind and clasped in front of Meng Wangchuan's chest. The little furry head was brought close to the man's ear, and the hot breath from his breath passed over the earlobe of the man.Pei Qingque hung half of her body on Meng Wangchuan's back, and asked in the other's ear, "Sir, are you back?"

Pei Qingque's voice still had a nasal sound that had just woken up and hadn't slowed down, and her consciousness was obviously still free, but the two arms hanging on Meng Wangchuan's body were locked tightly, as if the man would fall in if he let go. As if disappearing in front of him, unable to tell whether it was reality or a dream, he shouted in Meng Wangchuan's ear: "Where's my cake? Cake cake cake~"

That kind of coquettish and rascally look is obviously not awake, thinking that he is still in a dream.

Helpless, Meng Wangchuan could only untie the little guy's hands from his chest first, turned back, pushed him back on the bed and sat down.Afterwards, he pulled the corner of the quilt and rolled Pei Qingque inside, so as not to catch a cold and get sick again because of his careless flopping.

After being wrapped into a small rice dumpling, Pei Qingque woke up from the groggy state.Facing Meng Wangchuan's dark eyes, he reached out and squeezed his thigh under the quilt.

Pei Qingque was in pain, her face wrinkled into a ball, and finally realized that she was not dreaming, and Mr. Meng really went home.

!!!

Recalling the stupid look she showed in front of Meng Wangchuan just now, Pei Qingque felt remorseful and ashamed, tugged at the corner of the quilt, and secretly raised her eyes to look at people: "I thought I was dreaming..."

"Oh?" Meng Wangchuan couldn't see any flaws on his face, and teased him calmly: "Do you like acting like a baby so much in your dreams?"

"I-I didn't..."

His face was flushed red, and he couldn't speak.Pei Qingque planned to get away with it, pretending to think of something suddenly, and changed the subject abruptly: "Sir, I'm so hungry."

As if accepting this excuse, thinking of what Meng Wangchuan promised before he left during the day, Pei Qingque felt a little more confident: "I, I want to eat cake."

After Meng Wangchuan listened, he didn't answer him immediately. The air was quiet for a few seconds before Pei Qingque heard the man's deep voice:

"forget."

"Ah?" The reaction of the brain that just woke up is still slow. Pei Qingque's ability to accept and process external information is obviously slower than usual. After chewing it several times, she finally understood what Meng Wangchuan meant. .

A huge sense of loss surged into my heart instantly, and the light in the bird's eyes dimmed all of a sudden, and the excitement about Meng Wangchuan's arrival before also dissipated more than half like an ebb tide.

It's not that you must eat cake, Pei Qingque doesn't have any special obsession with that kind of sweet and greasy food.It's just that there are very few things that Meng Wangchuan promised him but couldn't do.To break promises, to give hope and to disappoint hope, in such insignificant things, brings more disappointment than never promised.

Fortunately, Pei Qingque has always been able to think about it, and after a short while, he put the negative emotions behind him, comforting himself that Mr. Meng is so busy with work, it is normal to forget little things occasionally, and I want adults to have a lot, Don't argue with him.

Raising his head and looking around, Pei Qingque realized that he had moved from the sofa in the front hall to his own exclusive room, and his body was not covered with the white fluffy blanket.

Seeing the steady gaze of Meng Wangchuan beside him, Niao Zai almost immediately understood who carried him up. The quilt, the whole person couldn't help rubbing towards Meng Wangchuan's side bit by bit.

"Why did you sleep on the sofa before?" Meng Wangchuan smoothed the messy hair on Pei Qingque's forehead soothingly, and asked him, "Where is it more comfortable than the bed?"

"certainly not."

As soon as this was mentioned, Pei Qingque opened her eyes wide, and the words she said also carried a hint of complaint: "It is obvious that the husband has not come home and told me nothing, so I want to wait for you in the front hall return."

"It's just that I waited too long and was bored... I fell asleep accidentally."

In fact, the answer was similar to what Meng Wangchuan had expected, but when he really heard such words from Pei Qingque's mouth, he realized that the softest part of his heart felt a little itchy as if it had been caressed by a feather.

The man's thin lips moved imperceptibly, but he didn't say anything in the end.After a few seconds of silence, he ordered the small kitchen to make a bowl of vegetable porridge for Pei Qingque despite the objections of the chirping birds.

The small kitchen is different from the serious back kitchen. It is a place specially arranged by the family to cook for Pei Qingque. The staff composition is also simple. Most of them are old cooks who are good at craftsmanship and know how to take care of others.

Both Meng Wangchuan and the cooks knew that Pei Qingque was a very picky eater, and would uncontrollably eat a lot of food they liked.Therefore, the purpose of the small kitchen is to adjust the diet structure for Pei Qingque, balance the nutritional intake, and make some supper and snacks.

Pei Qingque ran away from home before, so the small kitchen was put on hold, and today was the first day the cub came back, so he took advantage of the little guy's loophole, picked out a lot of green leafy vegetables for dinner, and didn't eat a bite.

Pei Qingque was tired after sleeping for a long time, and she was unwilling to eat in the room, and wanted to get up and move around.

So the two walked out of the room, went to the restaurant on the same floor, sat at the dining table and waited for the small kitchen to prepare the "special" vegetable porridge for Pei Qingque.

Looking at the little guy's frowning face after hearing that he wanted to eat vegetables, Meng Wangchuan remained calm as always: "Aren't you hungry? Eat some hot porridge, it's good for your health."

The excuse that was originally used to change the subject has become a hole dug for himself. Pei Qingque regretted it in his heart, forced a smirk, and echoed resentfully: "You are right."

"The problem of picky eating needs to be corrected," Meng Wangchuan didn't mind at all taking the initiative to expose the fact that he was actually monitoring the other party's diet every day, and exposed him coldly: "Today, you threw away the vegetables at dinner?"

Where did Pei Qingque expect the man to be so clear about his own picky eaters, he suddenly heard the other party even add a sentence:

"The vegetable porridge delivered by the small kitchen will be finished obediently later, do you understand?"

But after all, it was already late at night, and the vegetable porridge prepared for Pei Qingque would not be too much. It was served in a small porcelain bowl, which was about half of the normal serving.

It's a pity that even if a normal person can eat it in a few bites, Pei Qingque can still eat it for more than ten minutes, like a kitten, only tentatively licking a small bite at a time, and then Turn your attention to other places, and when you see Meng Wangchuan's complexion down, go back and lick again, and the cycle repeats.

Meng Wangchuan was helpless, and he didn't know how Pei Qingque's dislike of vegetables developed.In the end, I compromised and asked the maid to bring the dessert she brought back to Pei Qingque, met the little guy's surprised and happy eyes, pinched the soft flesh on the other's cheek, and told him: "You can only eat it. Two bites."

Seeing this, Pei Qingque couldn't understand that Meng Wangchuan was lying before.

He said "forgot" on his lips, but in fact he was just trying to trick him into eating more vegetables to prevent him from eating too many desserts in the middle of the night.

Happily taking the bone china plate containing the dessert from the maid, Pei Qingque ate his mouth full of cream, and accidentally glanced at Meng Wangchuan from the corner of his eyes, and stretched out his hand to kiss him.

Meng Wangchuan was not displeased when Pei Qingque rubbed his mouthful of cream, but asked someone to remove the unfinished dessert in front of the little guy, and took out his handkerchief against the innocent and pitiful eyes of the other person, Little by little, he wiped off Pei Qing's cat-like face.

The vegetable porridge and desserts were removed, and the dining table returned to its original clean and tidy appearance.

Not letting Pei Qingque go back to the room to rest immediately, Meng Wangchuan sat with him on the soft stool to digest: "What did you do at home today?"

Pei Qingque was honest, snapped his fingers, and answered him seriously: "Mr. Gu took me to visit his laboratory in the morning, played 10 minutes of toss and catch with Bra at noon, did wood carving in the afternoon, and ate sweet-scented osmanthus wine. Mariko."

The bird blinked, and the voice paused for a few seconds before continuing: "Eat dinner alone at night, and when you are full, go to the sofa to read a book and wait for you to go home...but accidentally fell asleep."

Pei Qingque was still a little cautious, deliberately accentuating the pronunciation of "a person", coupled with those big watery eyes and the corners of the mouth curled down a little, it is really pitiful, pitiful and painful The appearance is ten to ten.