Chapter 272 Hand-Boiled Eggs

   "Baby, don't look at me yet."

  Wait for me a little longer, just a little while.

  Bu Chensu hugged Si Niannian and walked forward until he returned to the cave just now.

  Zi Shu's movements were very fast, and he had already cleaned up the place very cleanly, and he couldn't smell any blood.

   Carrying Si Niannian into the cave, Bu Chensu put her on the stone bed, squatted down by himself, and looked directly at her.

   His eyes have returned to their normal color, and everything is the same as usual except for his height.

   "Brother Su, you are growing so fast, your clothes are too short."

   "The pants aren't long enough either."

  Si Niannian patted the seat next to him, pulled Bu Chensui to sit down, then put his two little hands together, put them to his mouth, exhaled a breath of heat, and then put them on his bare ankles.

  The warmth swam along his thighs until he reached his heart, and Bu Chensu's condensed expression was finally replaced by softness, his thin lips were slightly raised, and his eyes were full of doting.

  Si Niannian repeated this action several times, then raised his face and asked, "Are you warm?"

"Ok."

Si Niannian smiled, "When I was young, I was afraid of the cold, so the master tried to help me keep warm. Later, the master found a lost ancient formation and set it up on the Phoenix Mountain. Since then, there are no four seasons on the mountain, and it is as warm all the year round. spring."

  Si Niannian put his hand to his mouth again, ready to exhale some heat, but was stopped by Bu Chensui.

  Bu Chensu put down his legs, raised Si Niannian's little face, looked at it carefully, and frowned instantly.

   "Where is the baby uncomfortable?"

  Si Niannian didn't speak, his big eyes were rolling around.

   She didn't want to lie, let alone lie to brother Su.

  Bu Chen Su's eyelids drooped slightly, then took her hand.

   There was an extra wound on the white and tender finger pulp, and there were dried blood stains on it.

  Bu Chensu's heart twitched suddenly, and subconsciously put the finger in his mouth.

  Si Niannian was stunned for a moment, just as he was about to say something, he felt a very comfortable feeling surround his fingers, and even the tingling sensation was a little lessened.

   Less than a minute later, the pain has completely disappeared.

  Bu Chensu finally let go of her hand, only then did Si Niannian realize that the wound on the finger pulp had healed, and no trace could be seen at all.

   "Brother Su, you are amazing."

  Si Niannian looked at him with a smile, his clear eyes reflected his appearance, exuding the light of worship.

  Bu Chensu looked at the wound on her palm again, "How did you get it?"

  These are scratches, and they are not caused at one time.

  Si Niannian's mouth moved, "It's all because of the uneven road that I fell, that's why I fell."

  's pouting appearance of arguing with a small mouth made Bu Chensu feel a lot more at ease. He couldn't put both hands in his mouth, so he could only help her with medicine and bandages.

   "Brother Su, it's just a little injury, why are you wrapping so thickly?"

  Si Niannian looked at his hands, which had turned into two small white buns.

   No, it’s a small steamed bun, and the buns have stuffing.

   "Does it hurt?"

  Bu Chen Su rubbed her head lightly and asked.

   "It doesn't hurt anymore."

  Si Niannian shook his head, then reached his hand to his pocket, but found that the hand wrapped into a small steamed bun couldn't reach it at all.

   "What to take?"

  Bu Chensu directly put his hand in and took out a boiled egg, it was red, but it was already cold.

Si Niannian pursed his lips, "Brother Su, I know that your birthday is not just a birthday to you. Grandpa Bu told me so, so I won't say 'Happy Birthday' to you, but this egg I cooked it myself, and it almost burned me, so you must eat it, okay?"

   (end of this chapter)