"Also, if the baby promises you, I will arrive before you, so the baby's first time is mine, and the baby born in her first nest must also be planted by me!" Suoyang took back his tail from the trunk and placed it on the ground. At the same time, he raised his proud head and declared his status.

Baicao reached out and picked the most brilliant peach blossoms from the flowering peach tree. He placed it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently while answering gently: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

The bright morning sun shone into the house through the loofah vines lying on the window, and the chirping sounds of birds coming from the bamboo forest behind the house.

On the small bed, the white rabbit-haired quilt suddenly moved, and two slender white arms stretched out from the quilt.

With a "bang", the restless little hand that had just reached out to the quilt broke the clay vase placed on the stone table beside the bed, and the white pear blossoms inserted in the vase were scattered all over the floor.

The little feet hidden in the quilt kicked twice, and the quilt slid down. Qian Baobao's little head was exposed from the quilt, and the warm sunlight shone on her cheeks. Before she could even dissipate, she rubbed her neck against the soft rabbit-haired quilt.

After a beautiful sleep, Qian Baobao felt much more energetic and his stomach no longer hurt, but he was a little hungry.

Hungry!

A strong smell of meat drifted into his nose. After smelling the smell, Qian Baobao suddenly opened his eyes. His big crystal eyes flashed with a light of surprise, and his lazy little face was completely sleepy.

Chicken soup! The aroma of chicken soup!

Suoyang stewed chicken soup for her!

"Suoyang, I'm awake!"

Qian Baobao lifted the quilt, jumped off the bed, stepped on the wood floor with bare feet, and ran out quickly.

There are more than a dozen fresh hares hanging under the eaves, waiting to be dried. On the peach tree, there are more than a dozen white, clean rabbit skins hanging.

Peach blossoms fall, and the purple lavender produces a faint fragrance.

There was only Baicao in the yard, and he was guarding next to the fire and stewing a pot of chicken soup.

"Baicao, I'm so hungry."

Baicao looked up and saw the petite figure standing under the eaves, blinking his pitiful big eyes at her.

"Baby, are you awake?"

At this moment, he suddenly frowned, "Baby, your body is very weak now and cannot be exposed to a little cold air. How can you walk around the ground with barefoot barefoot?"

Baicao rushed over quickly, reached out and took Qian Baobao into his arms, carried her into the inner room, and placed her on the small bed.

Baicao gently took the towel made of rabbit skin and gently wiped off the dust on her little feet.

After wiping it clean, the crystal clear little feet were stuffed into the furry rabbit-fed quilt.

"Hundred grass, Baicao, I'm so hungry!"

Qian Baobao shook Baicao's arm and blinked at him with watery eyes.

Seeing these eyes, Baicao's heart was instantly melted, and the smile on his face became even warmer.

"The chicken soup is ready, I'll get it for you now."

The pheasant tastes beautiful, and the skill of Baicao cooking is very high. Qian Baobao ate half a fat and big pheasant in one go, plus two bowls of chicken soup.

The baby Qian sat on the bed, watching Baicao put away the stone bowl and clean it.

She thought Baicao would go to the yard to clean up his herbs, but Baicao walked to the door and closed the door and windows.
Chapter completed!