"Yuanyuan, be obedient, let the little brother take you to play for a while. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info" Zhao Yunxiang spoke. Wen Yulun came from afar, obviously looking for Zhao Qingshan for something, Yuan Yuan was here, thinking that coming would hinder their conversation.

The boy listened to Zhao Yunxiang's words and glanced at Zhou Yuanyuan, his eyes were as cold as ever, without the slightest fluctuation.

"Don't go. Zhou Yuanyuan shook his head, full of reluctance. This boy looks so cold, are you sure he's going to play with a five-year-old girl? And what does it mean to carry her to play? She's an old witch and a snake on the ground, do you need this new kid to take her to play?

From the time he entered the door until now, Zhou Yuanyuan hadn't heard the boy speak, could it be that ・・・・・・ he was a mute?

Thinking of this, Zhou Yuanyuan's face couldn't help but show sympathy. The boy looks like Wen Yulun in seven points, and it can be expected that he will definitely be a beautiful man when he grows up. A beautiful man who can't speak, it's a pity to think about it.

"It's okay, Yuanyuan follow me, Rue Xiang, you do your own thing. Zhao Qingshan felt that his neck was hugged tightly by his little granddaughter, and knew that Yuan Yuan might not be happy to play with the new guests.

Yesterday, Daddy Wen had already told Zhao Qingshan about the boy on the phone, and Zhao Qingshan basically understood what he wanted to know. Even if Yulun has anything to add, it should be the same as what his father said. Yuan Yuan is still young, and he likes to stick to his grandfather, Zhao Qingshan doesn't know how happy he is. Rue Xiang was the same as Yuan Yuan when he was a child, and he liked to stick to him the most, but unfortunately, after Rue Xiang was twelve years old, he never let him hold him again.

"Dad, you are used to her!" Zhao Yunxiang no longer insisted that her daughter leave her father's arms. Only in Zhaojiagou, Yuan Yuan can be spoiled to his father, in Zhoujia Village, those two old ones don't scold Yuan Yuan, how can they have the patience to play with her?

Zhao Yunxiang put the basin in her hand on the ground and began to dry her clothes. It's not early, there are guests at home, and she has to kill fish and get a few hard dishes for a while, and it's not good to do things, and she can't catch up with lunch at noon. Although the relationship between the Wen family and the Zhao family is close, they are guests when they enter the door, and their old Zhao family has to greet them well.

Zhou Yuanyuan saw that his persistence had won, and he opened his mouth and smiled proudly at the boy.

Wen Ziqing was stunned for a moment, thinking that Zhou Yuanyuan smiled at him and agreed to let him hug him to play together. Wen Ziqing pursed her lips, stretched out her hands, and before Zhou Yuanyuan could react, she had already changed positions from Zhao Qingshan's arms.

Although Wen Ziqing was expressionless, he took Zhou Yuanyuan from Zhao Qingshan's arms, but he seemed to be as calm as flowing water, and he didn't see the slightest reluctance.

Zhou Yuanyuan reacted and found that he had changed his arms to lean on. The boy's chest is not strong, but it is strong. Half-grown children, who have grown very tall, are almost 1.6 meters old.

Zhou Yuanyuan's face was flushed, and he screamed that he was about to overflow under the pressure of himself. She, she, her, ・・・・・・ actually hugged by a strange man?

Although this man is still young, he is also a half-sized boy!

Mom, you've killed your daughter! Your daughter is not a child, but an old woman~ Decline!

Was hugged by an iceberg handsome guy? Is this considered an old cow gnawing on tender grass?

Ahh

Zhou Yuanyuan had one thought after another in his heart, but he forgot to slip into the boy's arms for the first time.

Wen Ziqing hugged the thin Zhou Yuanyuan, feeling that the weight in his hand was negligible. This kid, don't you usually eat, so thin, only a few taels up and down, Ziqing's brows furrowed, and he didn't notice that the strength in his hands had increased.

Zhou Yuanyuan, whose arms were clamped like iron hoops, was in pain, and after Zhou Yuanyuan reacted, he began to struggle.

"Let me go, let me go down quickly!" Zhou Yuanyuan shouted.

Zhao Yunxiang ignored her daughter's Qiao Qing. Yes, in Zhao Yunxiang's view, her daughter's shouting "let me go down" and "let me go down" is Qiao Qing. A five- or six-year-old girl, who holds her differently? On weekdays, Yuanyuan likes her father to hug her the most.

Zhou Yuanyuan didn't know that the "hug" he usually entertained his grandfather was misinterpreted by his mother.

Zhao Qingshan and Wen Yulun smiled and watched the interaction between the two children, how lively the many children in the family were! Jiasheng went to school in the town, and the garden was happy and quiet, and the family had not been so lively for a long time.

And ah~ His little garden is really fun, his little face is red and red, such a small one, you know that you are shy? hehehe・・・・・・

Wen Yulun also looked at it with a smile, and there was no sign of helping the boy out of the siege at all. He was curious to know what his eldest nephew would do with it. Do you let go and throw Yuan Yuan to the ground? Or endure Yuan Yuan's temper? At home, Ziqing generally does not allow his cousins to come within three feet of him.

The calm on Wen Ziqing's face was broken, but he didn't expect that he had misunderstood, the little girl didn't agree to play with him, it was him Meng Lang. Zhou Yuanyuan didn't have much strength to struggle, but his hands and feet were beating, if it weren't for Wen Ziqing's body being strong enough, maybe he would have let go a long time ago.

The more Zhou Yuanyuan struggled, the stronger Wen Ziqing held her. The vigorous imprisonment reminded Zhou Yuanyuan of the fierce man in his previous life, when he beat her, he had a lot of strength, and sometimes he would tie her hands, tyrannical and cruel.

Zhou Yuanyuan's mind was full of that hideous face.

I didn't do anything wrong, you can't hit me!

Zhou Yuanyuan remembered the scene of being violently beaten by that man in her previous life, and just wanted to quickly break free from the hands that imprisoned her. Just a little bit, as long as she breaks free from these iron arms, she can escape to the grandmother's house next door, and she can get temporary peace.

Zhou Yuanyuan's whole person fell into an unconscious frenzy, her hands and feet kept struggling, kicking. In a panic, Zhou Yuanyuan's toes inadvertently kicked an acupuncture point between Wen Ziqing's waist and abdomen.

Wen Ziqing felt a tingling pain in her waist and abdomen, and then, a trace of silting dissipated.

"Hiss~. Wen Ziqing couldn't help but snort softly. For more than a month, the qi in his body walked to his waist and abdomen, and it always flowed backwards, making him miserable. Unexpectedly, Zhou Yuanyuan's unintentional move solved a big problem for him.

"Okay, okay, Yuanyuan, don't mess with my brother, come down, grandpa will take you to kill fish." Zhao Qingshan happily saw enough of the excitement and relieved Zhou Yuanyuan.

Zhao Qingshan's voice brought Zhou Yuanyuan back to reality, and after discovering that the young man in front of him was not the tyrannical man in his previous life, Zhou Yuanyuan was both happy and aggrieved, and couldn't help but open his mouth and cry: "Wow・・・・・・"