Chapter 1133 You Must Really Like My Uncle Wu.

Little Milk Can was lying on the bed playing a mobile game. When he looked up and saw Sheng Zhixun coming in, he immediately shouted "Get out, get out!"

Sheng Zhixun was immediately stunned.

He hadn't done anything yet, so why was he being expelled?

Little Milk Can got up from the bed and said fiercely, "Why didn't you knock on the door when you entered my bedroom? Knocking on the door is the most basic etiquette, don't you know that? Get out! Get out!"

Sheng Zhixun was stunned.

Knock on the door?

How could he know that a little brat would care about such things.

But on second thought, he felt that it was true. After all, he was a descendant of their Sheng family, and he had a sense of superiority from the moment he appeared.

He remembered that his fourth brother was like this when he was a child. He was obviously just a child, but he was more particular than adults in all aspects.

Thinking of this, Sheng Zhixun hurriedly retreated, closed the door, and then raised his hand and knocked twice.

He didn't push the door open until the command "Come in" sounded from inside, then he walked to the bedside with a smile and handed a plate of glutinous rice dumplings to the little milk can.

"Baby, this is your favorite glutinous rice dumpling, which was specially prepared for you by Uncle Wu!"

The little milk can sniffed it with his nose raised, immediately looked up, but soon lowered his head again, and his little fingers kept flying on the screen of the mobile phone.

Sheng Zhixun looked up curiously, "Are you eating chicken?"

The little milk can replied without raising his head, "Well, I'm busy."

After hearing this, Sheng Zhixun, whose IQ had improved, immediately understood, and hurriedly picked up a glutinous rice dumpling with chopsticks and handed it to the little milk can, coaxing softly, "Ah... open your mouth, Uncle Wu will feed you."

The little milk can didn't hesitate at all and opened his mouth directly.

Sheng Zhixun breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.

I didn't expect that I could actually guess the little thing's thoughts by accident. Does that mean that I am one step closer to him?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel complacent. He immediately stuffed the glutinous rice ball into the little milk can's mouth, and then picked up another one.

Unknowingly, the plate was empty, and the little milk can's game was over. He lay on the bed with a round belly, and it was so full that he even felt it difficult to speak.

Sheng Zhixun approached his pretty little face and asked with a smile, "Are you full? Do you want another plate?"

The little milk can hurriedly shook his head and frowned, expressing his resistance.

Seeing that the little milk can's belly was bulging like a small hill, Sheng Zhixun nodded contentedly and said attentively, "If you want to eat glutinous rice dumplings in the future, come to Uncle Wu. Uncle Wu will make as many as you want. Although... we are not very familiar with each other, Uncle Wu really wants to get close to you. Don't worry, you are Uncle Wu's only nephew, and Uncle Wu will do his best to treat you well.

Speaking of which... you must not remember that I have talked to you several times when you were still in your mother's belly! I remember that once, when I was talking to you, you actually kicked your mother's belly to respond to me! Unfortunately, it was only that one time, and it never happened again. No matter who talked to you, you never kicked your mother's belly again, so I think... you must like Uncle Wu very much, right?"

Sheng Zhixun said a lot of rambling, but who knew that it only got a big yawn from the little milk can.

Seeing that the little milk can had droopy eyelids and looked like he couldn't open his eyes, Sheng Zhixun asked, "Baby, are you sleepy?"