Sang Apple was stunned and slept from noon to dusk the next day, and when she got up, she found Qiao Ziqian lying on her side, with her eyes closed, breathing shallowly, as if she was asleep.

"Whoa, whoa—"

Mulberry Apple's eyes widened, his hands clutched the quilt, and his screams grew loud to small.

Qiao Ziqian exhaled, his eyes hadn't opened yet, he reached out and skillfully touched Sang Apple's forehead, and then patted her face gently.

"It's okay, no fever. ”

Sang Apple blinked his eyes in a daze, stretched out his little hand and touched his face, it was warm and normal.

When she fell asleep, did she have a fever?

Qiao Ziqian was worried about her.

His slender fingers rubbed his closed eyes, opened them, and looked sideways at the mulberry apple.

Because he was taking a nap, his eyes didn't look as serious and sharp as usual, but a lot more gentle.

Sang Apple's heart beat faster when she saw this look, and she just blinked, and she didn't know what to do.

Qiao Ziqian suddenly smiled gently, the corners of his mouth rose, bright and soft, his face suddenly approached the mulberry apple, and imprinted a shallow kiss on her forehead.

Sang Apple raised his hand and covered his forehead, and looked at Qiao Ziqian with wide eyes.

"You, you, you, pervert, pervert!"

Qiao Ziqian smiled, got up and pressed Sang Apple on the bed, Sang Apple didn't expect Qiao Ziqian to do this, and he was so nervous that he didn't know what to say.

The little face was flushed and red, and he looked very shy.

Qiao Ziqian looked at the mulberry apple with a smile, and the warm breath spit on her face.

"Even though you're still a child, don't forget, I still have a medicine that can turn you back, and you can change back at any time. ”

When Sang Apple heard this, he was nervous, but he had a hint of expectation.

"You, I...... What do you want to do when you change back?"

Qiao Ziqian reached out and slid down her cheek ambiguously, slid to her chin, and lightly tapped it twice.

The meaning of teasing is very obvious.

Sang Apple: Dead pervert, she's just a kid now!

However, Qiao Ziqian didn't do much, he got up, reached out and buttoned the loose shirt meticulously, got up and went out with his shoes on.

After waiting for him to leave, Sang Apple realized that he was actually in Qiao Ziqian's bedroom!

Lying in a groove, when was he transferred!

Sang Apple hurriedly put on his shoes and prepared to go downstairs.

After coming downstairs, she saw Qiao Ziqian busy in the kitchen, and the aroma overflowed after a while.

Sang Apple scratched her messy hair, came to the kitchen door, looked at Qiao Ziqian cooking elegantly and unhurriedly, and asked him, "Hey, you said that medicine just now, you mean I can take it?"

Qiao Ziqian put the cut vegetables into the pot and stir-fried, and responded lightly: "Hmm." ”

Sang Apple hugged his little arm and analyzed it very seriously.

"As you say, don't wait for the night of the full moon? Then you're not lying to me?"

Qiao Ziqian flipped the spoon and replied, "Hmm." ”

Mulberry apple: "???"

She walked over, tugged at the corner of Qiao Ziqian's clothes, and asked, "Are you actually lying to me? Hurry up and give me the medicine!"

She can't bear to be like a child anymore!

Qiao Ziqian ignored her and continued to fry her own dishes.

Sang Apple was angry, and slapped Qiao Ziqian's ass with a "snap".

Qiao Ziqian, who was stir-frying, paused and looked down at her, with a lethal look in his eyes.

Sang Apple let go of his hand stupidly, and turned away with his mouth in his mouth.

Looking at her aggrieved figure, Qiao Ziqian reached out and touched her head, and said, "Your situation is unstable now, I'm not sure if you can use that medicine, after some time, wait." ”

Mulberry Apple crossed his waist, snorted proudly, and left the kitchen.

Qiao Ziqian sighed, turned around and continued to stir-fry.

Not long after eating, Brother Yu drove to the door of his house.

Because Qiao Ziqian skipped work for many days, Brother Yi came home directly and handed over the boss's phone number to him.

Qiao Ziqian This is the first time he has spoken to his boss.

It was only a few short words, but after returning to the living room, she felt that Qiao Ziqian's complexion had changed a lot.

Sang Apple saw that something was wrong with him, so he asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Qiao Ziqian said: "I'm going to work." ”

Mulberry apple: "......"

It's similar to when she didn't want to go to school.

Sang Apple smiled happily and said, "Go and go, you want to skip work, and you want others to give you a salary." Where is there such a good thing. ”

Qiao Ziqian looked at her with a solemn face, and finally sighed and said, "You are fine at home by yourself, call me if you have anything." ”

Sang Apple nodded, waved his hand and said, "Go, go, I'm not a child again." ”

Qiao Ziqian sighed, smiled helplessly, reached out and touched her face, and followed Brother Yu out with a solemn face.

Brother Yi also followed behind in fear.

This makes an artist go to receive the notice, and it is really like going to the execution ground.

After waiting for them to leave, Sang Apple lay bored on the bed scrolling through her phone, and on An Qiyu's Weibo, every comment seemed to be filled with sounds and screams.

"Ahh

"Buddhist girl, Buddha waiting. ”

"Qi Yu Qi Yu come out quickly!"

After sliding a few comments, Sang Apple sighed, clicked on An Qiyu's private message, and saw the message he had sent a year ago.

What are you paying attention to your body, and caring for idols.

It seems that in the past year, there have been more opportunities to get close to An Qiyu, and she has not done so.

Thinking about it, Sang Apple nodded a smile and sent it over.

I thought it was just for fun, but Sang Apple didn't expect that within a minute, his phone vibrate.

An Qiyu actually replied?

"What's the matter?"

Sang Apple was stunned, and then returned.

"I thought you wouldn't get back to me. Where have you been lately?"

An Qi over there smiled back.

Then Sang Apple's text message rang ring, and An Qiyu sent a text message.

"I'm at home. ”

Although it was only three words, it also made Sang Apple feel very excited.

Is he at home?

Without thinking about it, Sang Apple put on her shoes and prepared to go to An Qiyu's house, but after a while, she remembered that she was now a child, and An Qiyu would not believe that she was Sang Apple.

In order not to scare An Qiyu, Sang Apple calmed down, picked up his mobile phone, and replied to An Qiyu.

"I'm in my hometown now, have you eaten properly?"

After a while, Sang Apple received the message.

"Not yet, what about you?"

Sang Apple frowned slightly, and typed in response: "I'm already full, you wait a while, I'll find someone to bring you food." ”

After Sang Apple finished typing, he went to the kitchen to find food without waiting for An Qiyu's response.

Then she found that there was a warm meal, she was stunned, could this be left by Qiao Ziqian on purpose?

But thinking of their relationship, Sang Apple dispelled this idea again.

She is really too smart to go out with food, this excuse is good, she gives herself 100 points.

An Qiyu, who received Sang Apple's reply, smiled slightly, and his pale face still did not have a trace of anger.

He closed his phone and quietly waited for the arrival of the mulberry apple.

After a while, the doorbell rang.

An Qiyu waved his hand, and the outer door and the inner door opened at the same time.

The apple entered through the outside gate, and came to the door of the house, the door was open, but the inside was dark.

She sighed, but An Qiyu still didn't turn on the light.

After entering, Sang Apple looked for the place where the light was turned on last time, only to realize that he had become so small that he couldn't reach it at all!

At this moment, a pair of hands came over and pressed the switch.

Sang Apple looked over and saw An Qiyu.

An Qiyu propped up one hand on the wall, his face slightly pale.

He saw the mulberry apple and smiled.

"You're here. ”

Hearing his slightly tired voice, Sang Apple nodded, raised the things in his hand, and said, "I've brought you something to eat...... Aunt Apple asked me to come!"

Sang Apple called her aunt, and suddenly felt a little disgusting.

An Qiyu smiled and took the things in her hand, squatted down, and said softly, "Thank you, come in." ”

Sang Apple nodded and followed An Qi into the door.

An Qiyu's home is still meticulous, but looking at the decoration, Sang Apple always feels that there is something missing.

Putting the lunch box in his hand on the table, An Qiyu looked at her and asked, "Have you been obedient recently?"

Sang Apple pursed her lips and nodded.

I really think of her as a child.

An Qiyu smiled and reached out to touch her head, but didn't say anything more.

Seeing that he didn't move, Sang Apple ran over and opened the lunch box, took out the food one by one, put it in front of An Qiyu, and said, "I'll watch you eat!"

An Qiyu smiled helplessly, but still picked up the rice bowl in front of her and ate slowly.

"Ahem. ”

An Qiyu coughed slightly, and Sang Apple thought he was choking, so he hurriedly poured a cup of hot water and handed it to him.

He took the glass of water and smiled and said, "Thank you." ”

Then he reached out without a trace and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and took a shallow sip of water.

After watching An Qiyu finish eating, and after giving some instructions, Sang Apple took the lunch box and went back.

Out of the door, Sang Apple felt that the situation around him changed slightly, a very gentle wind blew over, and there was still a little residual heat.

Sang Apple looked up and saw the figure of a child passing in front of her.

The child, who was about six or seven years old, was walking excitedly with a blue envelope in his hand.

Sang Apple wondered, this kid doesn't seem to have seen it here?

At this time, Sang Apple found a beautiful dark blue butterfly on the child's shoulder, with fluttering wings, a very special butterfly.

Sang Apple was attracted by this butterfly, and couldn't help but take two steps forward, and then, he actually saw a milk tea house in front of him.

This bubble tea house looks very good, especially in line with the hearts of children, the cartoon images on the outside are particularly perfect, the door of the house is sky blue, the walls are light yellow and white, and the walls are carved with images such as Bikachu and Doraemon.

The bubble tea house also has a very interesting name.

The House of Kolding.

The little boy glanced at the door number of the milk tea house, pushed the door in, and the wind chimes at the door jingled for a while.

Seeing this room, Sang Apple felt puzzled.

It's really strange, how can there be a bubble tea house here?

When he turned back, Sang Apple found himself on a strange street!

"What's going on?"

Sang Apple hurried two steps forward, and a car passed in front of her with a whistle, causing her to retreat in fright.

Turning to look at the milk tea house behind, Sang Apple intuitively felt that there was something wrong with this milk tea house!

Sang Apple frowned, carried the lunch box to the door of the milk tea house, and then pushed the door in.

After entering, Sang Apple saw a large space, and there was even a spiral staircase, but he couldn't see it at all outside!

Sure enough, it's greasy!

Sang Apple put the lunch box aside and carefully stepped on the stairs to go upstairs.

It was so quiet that no one could see it.

Even the little boy just now didn't see it.

Coming to the second floor, Sang Apple found that there was a mystery, this second floor was like a shrunken cosmic world, and the stars were still twinkling and twinkling, which was very realistic.

"Who are you?"

Sang Apple suddenly heard a voice.

Sounding like a child's voice, she turned around and saw a little boy with a box standing behind her.

Sang Apple pointed at herself, blinking, completely unsure of what to answer him.

The little boy's puzzled expression did not last long, and he suddenly ran to Sang Apple happily and said to Sang Apple, "Can you see the starry sky here?"

Sang Apple didn't know why, and nodded stunned.

The little boy was even happier, and he put the box on the ground and said to the apples, "You must be the clerk of the shop!

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