Mr. Wen's Little Milk Bag

There is no medical theory, this article contains ingredients, please don't comment if you mind, the content of the story is purely personal preference, okay! Wen Qiao, the youngest female CEO in the imperial business world, has a net worth of tens of billions and is decisive in killing. On the evening when her parents were urging her to get married and she had a headache, she picked up a handsome guy in the green belt of a wealthy area. She is 1.88 Meters tall, with glowing white skin and facial features that are too beautiful to be true. He was just dirty and covered in wounds, as if he had been abandoned by the whole world. What's even more wrong is that this grown man in his twenties talks like a baby, can't use a spoon, can't dress himself, and only shrinks up and says "good boy" when he's injured. His name is Shen Zhiyi, an orphan from the eldest son of the Shen family. When he was a child, he witnessed his parents being buried in a sea of ​​fire. Since then, his intelligence has stagnated at the level of a toddler, and he has been treated like a dog by his second uncle's family. Wen Qiao didn't know where he had made the wrong move. Maybe it's because his puffed-up cheeks when he eats are too cute, maybe it's because his dependence on her fingers is too deadly, or maybe his words "Sister, don't hit her, sister will give you food" spoke to her heart. Anyway, she brought him home and decided to keep him by herself. When I give her a bath, feed her cooked noodles, and sleep in her arms, I will unconsciously say "Sister Xiangxiang". Wen Qiao thought: This is not a trouble, it is clearly a treasure. ——Little fool, don't cry. My sister is protecting you and no one can take it away.