"Then where did Master go last night?" I asked him again.

I thought to myself, could he have left me and secretly ran to the flower building next door by himself? If that's really the case, then he's not interesting enough, and he doesn't remember to take his baby apprentice with him when he goes out to play!

"Do you want to know?"

He didn't answer my question directly, but asked me rhetorically.

"No, it's not. The little fish is just curious, just curious. ”

Seeing that he frowned slightly, he seemed to be a little unhappy. I waved my hand at him in a hurry, indicating that I had no intention of inquiring into his private affairs.

"Curious?" The corners of his lips raised, as if he was smiling again, "No matter how curious you are, the teacher will not tell you where the teacher went last night." ”

This, this, this is also too much.

If you don't tell, you won't tell, and I won't ask you. I pouted and buried my head in the bowl, shouting loudly in my heart, Zilian is too bad! Too bad!

I was on fire in my heart, so I ignored him, and quickly picked up the porridge in the bowl and put it in my mouth. As soon as the tip of the chopsticks touched the corner of his lips, the rice porridge on the tip of the chopsticks fell down and dripped onto the table. It's so annoying, this mortal in the world has to use chopsticks to eat, isn't it good to use your hands?

Chopsticks, chopsticks are so annoying, as annoying as Zilian.

I huffed and clenched my chopsticks and bit hard.

"What's wrong? Don't want to eat porridge, want to eat chopsticks? ”

At some point, he caught his eye on me. At this moment, he was looking at me with a juggling expression, as if I were a monkey in his eyes.

"It's not. The small fish is not eating chopsticks. ”

I pulled the chopsticks out of my mouth and explained to him with a firm expression.

"So what do you do with chopsticks in your mouth? Is it possible that you want to tell the teacher that you are picking your teeth with chopsticks? He looked at me with a smile on his face that he recognized me as eating chopsticks.

Teeth picking? It's a good excuse, and it's better than eating chopsticks.

In order to fully convince him, I was picking my teeth with chopsticks. I took the chopsticks and scratched them on my teeth, and as I stroked, I said to him, "Yes! The little fish is picking their teeth with chopsticks. After speaking, he took the chopsticks out of his mouth, put them in front of his eyes, and said with a smile: "Master, you see, the chopsticks are clean." ”

"Uh......"

He leaned slightly sideways to avoid the chopsticks I handed forward, and his face was slightly ugly: "You can keep these chopsticks for yourself!" As a teacher, I don't have this habit. ”

"Keep?"

I smiled and put the chopsticks back in my mouth.

"Yes, yes, the taste is still sweet. Then the little fish took it away, Master, don't you betray the little fish? ”

"Uh......"

He hesitated, but agreed.

The thought of waking up from his bed this morning made me feel a pang of joy in my heart. Catching the excitement in my heart, I tried my best to ask him in a calm tone, "Last night, when did Master carry Xiaoyu to bed?" ”

"When?" He muttered softly and replied lightly, "It won't be long, at most half an hour ago." ”

"It's only half an hour."

The chopsticks in my hand fell to the ground unsteadily.

How long did I think it would be? It turned out that it was only half an hour.