The Little Heavenly Master of Xuanxue Was Spoiled By Five Elder Brothers

Ning Zhiyao didn't forget the 'owner' of the very quiet villa on the second floor, although she didn't know if the dessert would be knocked over like before after it was sent up.

After Ning Zhiyao put the little girl's portion of baked brulee in front of her, she carried another portion of brulee upstairs, her movement going up the stairs was deliberately light, as if the sound of her footsteps would wake the sleeping upstairs nightmare.

not good!

Ling Shen, who was hiding in the corner, saw Ning Zhiyao coming up, quickly turned around and walked upstairs, and entered the room before Ning Zhiyao came up.

The little girl watched Ning Zhiyao go upstairs, walked to the dimly lit and dull corridor, and finally disappeared at the corner of the corridor. The little girl could only hear two gentle knocks on the door.

Before the people inside could reply, the little girl heard the sound of the door opening. It should be Ning Zhiyao who opened the door and brought in the baked buns.

Ning Zhiyao walked in, the room was still dim, she looked around and saw a small bag arched under the quilt, Ling Shen should be hiding inside.

Ning Zhiyao lightly put the baked buds on the table beside his bed, and said softly: "Xiao Shen, I put the dessert on the bedside, remember to eat it."

After Ning Zhiyao finished speaking, he exited the room. The moment he walked out of the room, Ning Zhiyao stopped and couldn't help but said, "It's not good to lie down all the time. The weather is fine today. If you want to go out for a walk, you can do it." of."

The person under the quilt did not answer.

Ning Zhiyao had already guessed that it was such a reply, she didn't insist, she closed the door silently and walked out.

If this was the usual time, Ling Shen would have gotten angry and knocked things over.

But this time, Ning Zhiyao had already walked down the stairs, and still didn't hear the sound of turning things over.

Ning knew that he thought to himself: Maybe he fell asleep.

When Ning Zhiyao came down, the little girl asked, "Sister, who is that up there?"

She was still young, and she was innocent when asking these things. Ning Zhiyao reached out and tapped her nose lightly, and said, "I can only tell you that the person who lives up there is a very quiet and obedient person."

The little girl pursed the corners of her mouth, her eyes couldn't help but drift upwards, children's curiosity is like this, the more you don't want me to know, the more I want to know.

The little girl was thinking of a way to get close to the room on the third floor, but now that she and Ning Zhiyao were acquainted, she couldn't use the method of the last time.

The little girl stayed in the house for a short time before leaving. As soon as the little girl left, it was time to start making dinner. Ning Zhiyao prepared dinner and sent it up.

She knocked on the door as usual, but the person inside didn't reply, so she walked in with the food.

There is a small table for eating in Ling Shen's room. At night, Ling Shen's room is even darker. Ling Shen doesn't like too bright lights, so a dim light is installed in the room.

After Ning Zhiyao walked in, he turned on the weaker light.

The room was still quiet, a small bag was raised on the bed, Ling Shen should still be lying down.

Ning Zhiyao put his things on the table, and when he was about to leave, he remembered that he had brought him some baked buds this afternoon, so he thought about clearing away the dinner plate.

Ning Zhiyao walked to his bedside, and was slightly taken aback when he saw the baked buds clearly.

This is, have you eaten?

Ning Zhiyao thought she had read it wrong, she took a closer look, and the plate with baked brulee was indeed empty.

Ning knew that he was a little surprised.

She made so many things before and sent them up, but Ling Shen dumped them all.

She still didn't believe it, so she went to look at the trash can. She thought that Ling Shen had changed his strategy, instead of throwing things away, he threw them into the trash can.

But the trash can in the room was clean, and Ning Zhiyao looked at other places, but he didn't see the discarded baked brulee.

In other words, did Ling Shen really eat the baked brulee? !

Ning Zhiyao was asked to take care of Ling Shen from the time Ling Shen moved in. Although the two of them had no contact or said a word, Ning Zhiyao had already regarded this autistic little boy as a Treated by his own brother.

Seeing that he started to improve now, Ning Zhiyao was pleasantly surprised.

Ning Zhiyao picked up the plate used to hold the baked brulee, and said softly, "Today's brulee is pretty good, if you like it, I'll continue to make it for you tomorrow."

Ling Shen under the quilt did not answer.

Ning Zhiyao didn't force it, as long as Ling Shen ate it.

She walked out with the dinner plate, and said: "Today's food is also very good, you can eat a little too, it doesn't matter if you can't eat it."

After Ning Zhiyao finished speaking, he walked out of the room.

She wanted to call and report the situation to Ling Shen's grandfather, and Ling Shen's condition improved.

After Ning Zhiyao walked out, Ling Shen who was hiding under the quilt slowly sat up.

He did eat the baked brulee. He didn't have much appetite at first, but thinking of the sweet smell from the kitchen at the corner of the stairs, he has an appetite.

The food was brought in, and the originally deserted and dark room seemed to be alive, and the aroma of the food awakened the rare warmth in this space.

Ling Shen sat on the bed and looked at the food on the table. He was stunned for a long time. He finally got off the bed, walked to the side of the table, sat down, picked up the chopsticks, and tried to put a bite of the food into his mouth.

He only took two or three mouthfuls of this meal, and each mouthful was very small, but he did start to have the desire to eat.

He also began to look forward to the arrival of the little girl.

In this old house, the same life has been repeated for more than a year. These people have always been taking care of him in the house, but they all think he is a patient and treat him carefully.

But those people don't know that the more they behave like this, the more autistic Ling Shen will become.

Now it's rare for a bright and lively person to appear in the house, how could Ling Shen not look forward to it.

But fortunately, not long after, the little girl appeared again.

This time, she brought a box of cherries to Ning Zhiyao, and she ran all the way into the yard, shouting as she ran, "Sister Zhiyao, I brought you cherries."

Ling Shen was originally in the room, and when he heard her shouting loudly, he couldn't help but went to the window to look out, and saw the little girl who was greeting the nanny in the yard.

The little girl ran into the house after saying hello.

Ling Shen closed the curtains, walked out of the room silently, and came to the corner of the second floor.

Ning Zhiyao has also gotten acquainted with the little girl these few days, and when the little girl came, Ning Zhiyao took out snacks to entertain the little girl.

Ling Shen hid at the corner of the second floor, watched Ning Zhiyao take out desserts for the little girl, and silently picked a few leaves of the potted plants.

Too much, he has never eaten that dessert.

Ling Shen hid in the corner and watched the little girl chatting with Ning Zhiyao. When other nannies passed by, the little girl handed over cherries.

Because of the arrival of the little girl, the house has come alive a lot.

Originally, in order to take care of Ling Shen, everyone deliberately lowered their voices, which made the house even more lifeless.

But after the little girl appeared, everyone became lively. Even the black-clothed bodyguards who had been keeping a straight face all smiled to make the little girl happy.

Ling was deeply envious of the feeling.

He also wanted to be like this little girl, living in the sun, or in other words, living as a ray of light.

However, he doesn't seem to know how to live a normal life anymore.