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

  Chapter 95 I forgot how to live a normal life

  Ning Zhiyao has not forgotten the ‘master’ of the quiet villa on the second floor, although she doesn’t know if this dessert will be knocked over again like before.

After Ning Zhiyao put the little girl’s roasted Bulei in front of her, he carried another roasted Bulei upstairs, her movement upstairs was deliberately lighter, as if the sound of footsteps would wake upstairs to sleep. Nightmare.

not good!

  Ling Shen, who was hiding in the corner, saw Ning Zhiyao coming up and quickly turned around and walked upstairs. Before Ning Zhiyao came up, he advanced into the room.

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

After   , the little girl heard the door opening without waiting for someone inside to reply. It should be Ning Zhiyao who opened the door and then sent in with the grilled cloth.

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

  Ning Zhiyao gently put the roasted Bu Lei on the table beside his bed, and then whispered: "Xiao Shen, I put the dessert on the bed, you remember to eat it."

After Ning Zhiyao finished speaking, he exited the room. At the moment when he walked out of the room, Ning Zhiyao stopped and couldn’t help saying: “It’s not good to lie down all the time. The weather is good today. If you want to come out for a walk, you can. of."

  The person in the quilt did not answer.

  Ning Zhiyao had guessed that it was such a reply, and she did not insist, so she closed the door silently and walked out.

  If this is the usual time, Ling Shen should be angry and knock things over.

  But this time, Ning Zhiyao had already walked down the stairs, and still did not hear the sound of turning over.

  Ning knew that she thought: Maybe she was asleep.

  When Ning Zhiyao came down, the little girl asked, "Sister, who is on top?"

  She is still young, and when asked about these things, Ning Zhiyao stretched out her hand and tapped her nose gently, and said, "I can only tell you that the one who lives on it is a very quiet and well-behaved person."

  The little girl pursed the corner of her mouth, her eyes drifted upwards. This is the child’s curiosity. The more you don’t want me to know, the more I want to know.

  The little girl is thinking about any way to get close to the room on the third floor, but now she and Ning Zhiyao are known to each other, so she can’t use the last time the ignorant is not guilty.

  The little girl left after staying in the house not long. As soon as the little girl left, she also started to make dinner at one point. Ning Zhiyao made dinner and delivered it.

  She knocked on the door as usual, and the people inside did not reply, so she walked in with the food.

  There is a small table for eating in Lingshen’s room. At night, Lingshen’s room is even darker. Lingshen does not like too bright lights, so a dim light is installed in the room.

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

  The room is still quiet, with a small bag arched on the bed, and Ling Shen should still be lying down.

  Ning Zhiyao put the things on the table, and when he was about to leave, remembering that he had brought him the roasted brulee this afternoon, he wanted to clean up the plate.

  Ning Zhiyao walked to his bed and was taken aback when he saw the roasted Brulee clearly.

  This is, have you eaten?

  Ning Zhiyao thought she had read it wrong, she looked closer and found that the dinner plate with roasted brulee was indeed empty.

  Ning knows a bit surprised.

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

  She still didn't believe it, so she went to look at the trash can. She thought that Ling Shen had changed her strategy, instead of throwing things in the trash can.

  But the trash can in the room was clean. Ning Zhiyao looked at other places, but didn't see the lost roasted Brulee.

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

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

  Now that he is getting better, Ning Zhiyao is pleasantly surprised.

  Ning Zhiyao picked up the dinner plate that was used to hold the roasted brulee, and said softly: "Today's roasted brulee is good. If you like it, I will continue to make it for you tomorrow."

Ling Shen under the quilt did not answer.

  Ning Zhiyao did not force it, as long as Ling Shen eats it.

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

  Ning Zhiyao finished speaking and walked out of the room.

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

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

  He did eat the grilled Brulee. He had no appetite at first, but when he thought of the sweet smell from the kitchen at the corner of the stairs, he had an appetite.

  The food was brought in. The originally deserted and dim 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. After a long time, he finally got off the bed, walked to the table, sat down, then picked up the chopsticks, and tried to take a bite of the food and put it in his mouth.

  This meal, he only ate two or three bites, and each bite 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 been taking care of him in the house, but those people think he is a patient and are very careful with him.

  But those people don’t know, the more they do this, the more Ling Shen will be autistic.

  It is rare that a bright and lively person appeared in the house now, how could Ling Shen not look forward to it.

  But luckily after a while, the little girl reappeared.

  This time, she brought a box of cherries to Ning Zhiyao. She ran all the way into the yard and yelled, "Sister Zhiyao, I'm here to get you cherries."

  Ling Shen was originally in the room. Hearing her yelling loudly, he couldn't help coming to the window and looking out, and he 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 become acquainted with the little girl these days, and when the little girl comes, Ning Zhiyao takes out snacks to entertain the little girl.

  Ling Shen hid in the corner of the second floor, watching Ning Zhiyao take out the dessert to the little girl, and silently grabbed a few leaves of the potted plant.

  Too much, he has never eaten that dessert.

  Ling Shen hid in the corner, watching the little girl chatting with Ning Zhiyao, and other nanny passing by, the little girl held a cherry and passed it over.

  Because of the arrival of the little girl, there is a lot of freshness in the house.

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

  But after the little girl appeared, everyone became lively. Even the black bodyguards who had been stern-faced would laugh and make the little girl happy.

  Ling Shen envied the feeling.

  He also wanted to live in the sun like this little girl, or in other words, live as a light.

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

  (End of this chapter)