Chapter 829 I Will Never Pay Attention to Her Again!

When the car was about to drive to Xiaoyanglou, Xiaoyoutiao remembered the way Wen Churan looked at him this morning, so he tentatively asked towards the small milk can behind him, "My little actor, your Majesty, the President went to see you last night." Did you say anything special to Miss Wen when you were there?"

Could it be that he was exposed as a spy?

"Huh?" Little Milk Can raised his head from the storybook and exclaimed, "Did Mucheng Shu come to see me last night? Why didn't I know?"

Xiaoyoutiao was also surprised, "You don't know?" Then he guessed, "It's so late, you probably fell asleep."

"Mucheng Shu is here, Mommy doesn't even wake me up?!" Little Milk Can frowned, with a face full of resentment, and was so angry that he smashed the storybook in his hand on the seat, "That's too much! Big bad stinky woman , I will never pay attention to her again!”

Uh-oh…

Xiao Youtiao pursed her thin lips, realizing that she seemed to have said the wrong thing.

The nanny car parked outside the small foreign building. Wen Churan heard the sound and ran out to greet her.

Seeing the little milk jug jumping out of the car, she squatted down and opened her arms, ready to receive the surprise.

Unexpectedly, Little Milk Tank didn't even look at her. He dragged Pikachu's schoolbag and walked directly past her on his two short legs, completely treating her like air.

Seeing this, Wen Churan stood up and looked back at the small figure rushing into the small foreign building with such force that it seemed like it was dragging two to five or eight thousand people.

She was confused and didn't understand what was going on, and looked at Xiaoyoutiao with doubts and questions.

Xiao Youtiao subconsciously lowered his voice and said quietly, "The little actor knows that the President came to see him last night, but you didn't wake him up, so..."

Needless to say, Wen Churan also understood what happened next.

She ran upstairs and knocked on the door of the little milk tank.

No response.

She brought another plate of glutinous rice dumplings and stirred them twice with her hand, trying to spread the aroma through the crack in the door.

"Baby... I specially prepared glutinous rice dumplings for you. Do you want to eat them?"

Still no response.

Wen Churan pretended to be regretful and said, "Baby? Don't you want to eat it? I don't like glutinous rice dumplings either, so I have to throw them away. It's a pity. Alas... I prepared a lot..."

As soon as she finished speaking, the door was suddenly opened, but only a little, and an arm stretched out from inside, waving his little hand, indicating that she would hand the glutinous rice dumplings to him.

How could Wen Churan miss this good opportunity? She grabbed his arm, pulled his little body out from the crack in the door, and held him in her arms while holding his buttocks.

The little milk tank didn't expect this turn of events at all. She was stunned for a moment, and then started to struggle. "Let me go! Smelly! Big bad guy!"

Wen Churan handed the glutinous rice dumpling in his other hand to him, "Here, your favorite glutinous rice dumpling will be wasted if you don't eat it!"

Seeing the snow-white glutinous rice dumplings, Little Milk Can's eyes lit up. He immediately stopped crying, wrinkled his nose and sniffed twice, then raised his hand, quickly grabbed one from the plate and stuffed it into his mouth, tasting it with relish. Only then was he willing to stop.

Sure enough, glutinous rice dumplings are the best weapon against him.

His cheeks were stuffed and bulging, like a little hamster, but he still complained, his voice a little unclear.

"Hmph! The smelly mom is too much. Mucheng didn't even wake me up when the squid came! I haven't seen Uncle Mucheng for several days, and I almost miss him to death..."