Since Qi Nian said those few words, he once again picked up the good quality of "silence is golden", and even when he was brought to the room alone, he did not show the slightest reluctance and fear.

He just reached out and grabbed the corner of her clothes when he was about to leave the room, and the ill-fitting pajamas made him even more young, a small curly hair just after taking a shower lay on his head aggrievedly, and even the long, dense and somewhat curly eyelashes were aggrieved with water droplets, and the dark green eyes stared at her quietly.

Jing Hao continued to walk towards the door, he was wearing some big slippers and almost stepped on his own foot and fell.

After standing firm, he let go of his hand, and stood in place as if silently accepting the reality of being abandoned.

Jing Hao turned around at the door, and tried to make her childish face look more intimidating, "Do you want to eat well next time?" She thought about whether she had compromised under his coquettishness just now, and added firmly, "Do you want to be coquettish at dinner next time?" ”

Basically, when parents use the sentence structure of "do you want to ...... next time", it is basically a kind of compromise and a helpless threat.

Although it was true that he wanted to have a good relationship with Qi Nian, Jing Hao really didn't want to surrender first at the beginning of the confrontation, mainly because Qi Nian's cute little curly hair and eyes were too much like a fluffy juvenile creature, firmly holding her seven inches, so that she couldn't say a word of refusal.

The people on both sides tugged at each other, Qi Nian lowered his head, and then went to study the patterns on the carpet.

Half a minute later, there was a crisp sound of the door closing.

He stared up at the closed door, kicked off the ill-fitting slippers on his feet, walked barefoot to the door, sat quietly on one side, looked down at his two little hands clenched into fists, and played quietly with his fingers crossed.

As soon as he twisted his fingers to pull out a flower, the door beside him was opened from the outside, and Jing Hao kicked in with a baby pink pillow and a small quilt, and the quilt dragged a long way on the ground, and a few more steps would trip her and fall into a round wrestling.

Qi Nian silently reached out and pulled the quilt.

Then the little hand was hit lightly and heavily, and Jing Hao looked at him like a miser who was about to be robbed of some treasure, "This is my quilt." ”

She held the quilt and threw it on the bed casually, climbed on the bed and placed the two pillows side by side first, and when she turned around, she saw Qi Nian pulling the quilt, her little arms and legs trying to unfold the quilt, and even the gaps were thinly smoothed with her hands.

Jing Hao lifted the quilt and lay down, and a large piece that was originally neat turned into fragmentary folds.

Qi Nian's little brow can almost kill a mosquito.

He reached over to smooth out the fold, and Jing Hao, who had the advantage of his age, dragged the unsuspecting man to the bed by the wrist, generously divided half of his quilt, and lay his two little heads side by side.

"Sleep, I have to get up to class tomorrow when I wake up."

The children of the Su family have different content to teach, and they all invite professional teachers to teach in the manor.

Jing turned her head and looked at Qi Nian, who was only five years old, "Ah Nian, don't you still know how to read?" She frowned and thought about it, the original end came when Qi Nian was thirteen years old, but at that time, under the education of the Qi family, he had already shown his genius in medicine, and he had taken a lot of detours when developing the antidote.

But now, he's probably just like the average five-year-old.

"Then I have to teach you to read first...... And I see that you have a lot of strength today, so it's best to learn how to control your strength carefully, and then learn some martial arts or something, and you should be able to use it when the time comes......"

She carefully thought about the things that should be on the agenda, but Qi Nian, who was lying on the side, stared at the irregular and annoying folds on the tender pink quilt covered by the two of them, and took a fancy to the one that appeared the most tenaciously between the two, and clenched her fist with her little hand and smashed it hard.

He had seen the children in the orphanage, and they all dealt with disobedient people in this way.

The punch was smashed crisply and neatly, and while Jing Hao was still talking, she felt a small □□ sound from the bed under her, and as soon as she sat up, the solid and restrained carved log bed shattered into sawdust.

She slammed down, but luckily there was some thin cushion underneath that kept the sawdust out.

Qi Nian, who sat up on the other side, hung his head, also realizing that he had done something bad.

There was a lot of movement, and there was a faint sound of footsteps coming up the stairs to check.

Jing Hao got up from the bed in silence, silently mentioned the option of "let Qi Nian learn to control his strength" to the front, cleaned up the small quilt and pillow that had just been warm, and reached out to pull Qi Nian, who was sitting still, and saw a slight annoyance flashing from his dark green eyes.

This frustration is a little sad and a little funny.

No wonder the dean kept emphasizing that Qi Nian was not suitable for adoption, and if he was put in an ordinary family, such a "vigorous force" that would cause damage from time to time would be a headache somewhat.

Jing Hao kicked him the slippers that were thrown not far away, "Be careful, don't get cut on your feet." ”

As soon as she opened the door with Qi Nian, the housekeeper who came just in time looked her up and down carefully before relieving her brows, and confirmed with her uneasily, "Miss is okay?" ”

"Yes." Jing Hao nodded, "I don't like the bed here, Qi Nian has slept with me first." ”

She took Qi Nian to the door of her room, and before opening the door, she turned back and warned, "Don't smile when you go in and see anything." ”

Qi Nian glanced at her innocently.

When the door opened, the pale pink room, which did not match the heavy and quaint manor, appeared in front of him, and most of the room was a light pink, but together it almost blinded his eyes.

Qi Nian really stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, but he even covered half of his face.

His expression was covered so that he couldn't see clearly, so he didn't bother to investigate whether he was smiling or not, calmly put the quilt and pillow in his hand back up, thought about it before going to bed, and reached out to grab Qi Nian's right hand.

In the end, he is also a seven-year-old child, and after a day of running, his voice and head are a little slurred, and his words are less retouched, "I still like this bed very much, you are not allowed to smash it." ”

Qi Nian looked down at the hand she was holding, but it was held tighter, and even bent it, holding his fingers and hugging his upper arm, half of his face leaned on his shoulder.

The child's bones were extraordinarily soft, and there was a faint smell of milk, so he rubbed it twice, and his head, which had fallen into deep sleep, obeyed the feeling, and leaned closer to him.

Qi Nian blinked, turned his head and didn't reach out to push her.