freenovelworld Chapter 572 Zhu Minhao, this stupid spore
Chapter 572 Zhu Minhao, this stupid spore
Meng Ke held the plate of cut fruit and looked behind him: "Why don't you go back? It's the same for Captain He to stay."
"How can that be! You can't be like this. I'm already here, and it would be really unfair for you to ask me to go back."
He trotted over and carefully took the fruit plate from Meng Ke's hand: "These are for us, right?"
Meng Ke looked at the team of twelve, then at his own guards. Okay! It's still safe here, let's have a dinner.
"Captain He, I have some fruit here. Can you arrange for someone to arrange it?"
"Plate? I can! I'll do it!"
Zhu Minhao quickly raised his hand, afraid of missing him.
When Meng Ke saw him, she thought of someone: "When I have time, I will introduce a friend to you."
"Is anyone beautiful? Does she have a husband? How many?"
Meng Ke: “A man.”
Zhu Minhao waved his hand in disgust: "Not interested! No time! No hobby!"
"What hobby? Don't talk nonsense! Come on, follow me. I have other things to assign to you."
Hearing that there was something to do, Zhu Minhao was quite enthusiastic and followed Meng Ke happily: "Actually, you don't have to contribute to my performance. If there are any fun things like this in the future, just call me directly."
Meng Ke bent down and picked up her son who was squatting on the ground learning to wash vegetables from the robot.
"Xiaoyu, let us thread the skewers and let the robot do the washing."
"Threading? I don't know how."
Xiaoyu took the handkerchief handed to her by her mother and wiped her hands carefully.
Zhu Minhao leaned over and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't know how to do it. Uncle Zhu knows how to do it. Uncle will teach you."
"Really?"
"Really!"
Zhu Minhao loves to act funny and imitates Xiaoyu's childish voice.
Xiaoyu puffed up her cheeks and said, "Brother is bad, learn from me."
Zhu Minhao snatched the little cutie from Meng Ke's arms and said, "Be good! Call uncle, or I'll spank you."
"You dare! You dare to hit me..."
The word "butt" was not polite, Xiaoyu said it out loud, but eventually skipped it and continued to threaten: "If you dare to hit me, I will let my dad beat you!"
Meng saw that the two were chatting happily, so she asked the robot to bring them a mountain of food and let them sit at the table to eat it slowly.
Zhu Minhao's eyes widened: "Star Master, are you trying to tire me out so you can inherit my live broadcast room?"
Meng Ke raised an eyebrow and said, "In view of your hard work, you are allowed to broadcast live, but Xiaoyu and my guards' faces cannot be shown on camera. As for the people in your team, you can ask them yourself."
Zhu Minhao's eyes instantly brightened: "Can you?"
"can!"
Ever since Meng Ke attended Meng Xing's ribbon-cutting ceremony, she has not asked Xiao Xingyun to delete the footage of her in public.
When Zhu Minhao heard that the star master was willing to appear in the film, he quickly contacted the platform operator to warm him up.
The picnic has already started here, and the live broadcast company's advice is to warm up for ten minutes and start the live broadcast as soon as possible.
Zhu Minhao looked at the adorable child in his arms and wanted to take him out for a walk.
He leaned close to Xiaoyu and whispered, "Why doesn't your mother let you appear on camera?"
"Because I am one of the heirs of the Ouyang family, it is not appropriate for me to appear on camera."
This one sentence not only made Zhu Minhao's eyes widen, but even He Changkong and his group were shocked.
What? You're telling me this kid playing with Zhu Minhao is the heir to the Ouyang family, the head of a top family?!
Zhu Minhao suddenly felt that the baby in his arms was so heavy that he couldn't hold it.
"Star Lord! Come here quickly! It's urgent, something extremely important, epic, and huge."
"What are you yelling about? Don't you know I've set up a protective shield and the sound is like thunder blasting your ears?"
Zhu Minhao didn't care. He just wanted to know the truth. He pointed at the child in his arms and asked, "He said he was the heir of the Ouyang family."
"Yeah! What's wrong?"
"What's the matter? Why are you like this? You let me hug you. Do you want to kill me?"
Meng Ke saw her son frowning, so she hugged him back and patted his back lovingly: "Uncle Zhu is not steady, let's not argue with him. Come on! Mommy will take you to play with Uncle He."
"Ouch! What do you mean I'm not stable? Why are you making personal attacks?"
Zhu Minhao stood in front of Meng Ke and insisted that she tell him everything.
The expression on Meng Ke's face fell, and her voice lost its cheerfulness. Instead, she spoke in a serious tone, "If something happens to me one day, Meng Xing will be Ouyang Yu's support. I hope that as members of the Meng Xing Hunting Team, you can also be his support. If you're afraid of being held responsible for bumping into him even when you hug him now, I can only say that I'm very disappointed."
Zhu Minhao was suddenly at a loss. He was just joking, how could it be elevated to the level of a stance?
He Changkong was always paying attention to this side. When he heard Meng Ke's words, he immediately stepped forward and stretched out his hand to Xiaoyu: "Master Ouyang, my name is He Changkong, can I hug you?"
Xiaoyu looked at her mother, and Mengke handed the child over.
She could basically tell from the Ouyang family's attitude what future they had planned for Xiaoyu. If nothing unexpected happened, it would definitely be beneficial for He Changkong to get along with Xiaoyu.
It depends on whether they can seize the opportunity.
"Xiaoyu, Uncle He is cutting the fruit plate. Do you want to join?"
Xiaoyu nodded, and He Changkong put him on his lap. A group of adults and a child cut fruit together.
He Changkong carefully taught him how to remove the seeds and how to arrange the dish, and he did a pretty good job.
Zhu Minhao stopped stringing the skewers by himself and squeezed next to He Changkong, trying to make peace with Xiaoyu, but Xiaoyu was busy cutting fruit and ignored him.
Zhu Minhao felt aggrieved and didn't even notice the video call from the operator of the live broadcast company. It was only when He Changkong reminded him that he noticed it.
When the live broadcast started, Zhu Minhao was quite willful. He didn't care about the lives of his fans. He cut the fruit listlessly, cutting deep and shallow, making a mess, which made the fans in the live broadcast room feel distressed.
These are obviously high-quality fruits. How hard-hearted must Zhu Minhao be to have the heart to eat them?
Zhu Minhao didn't care about all these things at this time. He cut once, looked at Xiaoyu, cut again, and looked at Xiaoyu again.
Meng Ke walked closer and kicked him on the calf: "What's wrong? You're throwing a tantrum with my son and you want to cut him up?"
"I didn't!"
Zhu Minhao felt very aggrieved.
If he had paid attention, he would have seen in the live broadcast barrage that his fans were throwing gifts crazily just to get the goddess to say hello to them.
Unfortunately, Zhu Minhao couldn't see it. At this moment, Meng Ke stuffed the fruit plate he had chopped into pieces into his arms and said, "Eat it up! If you dare to waste it, I will deduct ten years from your performance."
Netizens in the live broadcast room immediately shouted: "Goddess, I don't mind, send it to me, I will pay the postage myself."
"Ha! The guy upstairs is so shameless! He wants to eat two whole high-quality fruits on a huge plate for free. It's hilarious!"
"Me, me, me! Sell the fruit to me. I don't mind if the fruit is ravaged by unscrupulous anchors."
"+1"
……
Unfortunately, today's anchor is even more of an asshole than ever before. He simply ignores the fans in the live broadcast room and takes a bite of the fruit plate while glancing to the left.
The barrage of comments began to speculate: What’s on the left?
Of course it’s the Star Lord’s son.
Then netizens were stuck. Meng Ke had never made her children public, so there was no way to discuss who was next to her.
I don’t know if it’s because Zhu Minhao is too stubborn, Meng Ke just took the guard team to hunt the Pianpian beast again. When she came back, she saw Zhu Minhao playing with his son again.
Not only did the two reconcile, but their relationship also took a step further.
As long as her son has fun, Meng Ke won't interfere.
He Changkong and his group finished cutting the fruit plate and came to help thread the skewers, but Meng Ke stopped them: "You can eat the fruit while we grill."
Zhu Minhao held Xiaoyu in one hand and the freshly threaded skewers in the other and jumped up: "I want to grill it too!"
"You two put the skewers on and let them grill them."
"I do not!"
Xiaoyu also looked eager to try it, he also wanted to grill it.
Meng Ke looked at Wu Tong: "Did you bring a robot? Help me string it up."
Wutong hesitated for a moment, but finally took out the butler robot.
Then Meng Ke saw two sycamore trees.
"you……"
Before Meng Ke could finish her next words, Zhu Minhao rushed over with Xiaoyu in his arms and circled around the robot Wutong.
"I heard that customizing a robot based on oneself is either narcissistic or a psychopath."
As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Ke and Zhu Jie coughed at the same time, and even the guards next to them took a big step back, fearing that they would get involved with Zhu Minhao, the stupid spore.