Wait until Qinghui and Lu Si disappear at the top of the stairs.

Everyone looked at each other.

The nun teacher glanced at the person lying on the ground, sighed, turned her head to look to the side, asked the person to be carried down, and informed him that the pair of noble parents who were opposed to Qinghui were like this, and that they would not have to come from now on.

Although it is really possible that these few will be selected by the prayer hall and eventually become even higher level existences than the position of the Holy Maiden.

It's just that now you don't have any identity, just an orphan, but you put on such a big spectrum.

You say, this doesn't deal with you, who does it deal with?

The children around them all flinched, and none of them wanted to say anything.

After all, it's Qinghui's posture just now.

Even if Qinghui is not a saint, that terrifying aura already makes people dare not step forward.

Not to mention that in their education, the idea of class is so ingrained in their minds that it is absolutely impossible for them to try to resist.

So I just watched Qinghui lead people upstairs.

Waited until the third floor.

There was silence all around.

It's an orphanage, and Qinghui lives here, and although he's not very old, he's actually the one with the highest rank.

The entire floor on the third floor is occupied by Qinghui himself.

Both were wet.

Lu Si kept his head down, his hands still clasped together.

Qinghui felt cold and uncomfortable, and glanced sideways at Lu Si.

Blinked his eyes, "Can you take a shower yourself?" ”

Lu Si raised his eyes, glanced at Qinghui quickly, lowered his head again, and spoke, his voice was a little hoarse in his immature voice, "Yes." ”

Qinghui nodded and pushed him over there, "There's a bathroom over there, you go wash it yourself, and I'll have someone sort out your clothes and send them up later." ”

Qinghui pushed the person to the bathroom, and he walked to another bathroom.

The third floor is so big, the room is naturally more than just her.

Lu Si washed away the dust on his body, and the cold air on his body was also dispersed.

The corners of his lips pursed slightly, looking at the clothes that had been put away by the nun teacher outside the door.

Lu Si walked out with his feet raised and put on his clothes.

The beautiful and delicate little boy blinked his eyes, his light brown eyes were transparent and beautiful, raised his feet, and walked towards the hall.

Except for Qinghui, there is no one around on the third floor.

Qinghui sat down at the dining table by himself, looking up at him pushing open the door and walking in.

Qinghui has also taken a bath.

Her hair was still wet, and she was dressed in a golden-white dress, and her white arms and calves were exposed.

Lu Si saw the other party's white arm, and his gaze subconsciously avoided slightly.

I caught a glimpse of the ointment that had been put aside by the nun teacher.

He was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look at Qinghui.

I saw that Qinghui's arms were slightly bruised, and there were scratches on his calves.

It's just that Qinghui was wearing a dress with wide skirt corners before, so he couldn't see it very clearly.

At this moment, Qinghui is stuffing food into his mouth.

The cheeks are bulging.

He looked up at him with a little doubt.

I don't eat actively and I have problems with my brain.

"Silly?"

Qinghui tilted his head, "Come over and eat." ”

Lu Si paused, raised his feet and walked to Qinghui's side.

Looking at the marks on Qinghui's fair skin, he finally couldn't help but speak, "Why do you want to help me?" ”

Why save me?

Is it because of this face? Or is it because of other ......

Qinghui raised his eyes, stuffed food in his mouth, his voice was vague, but his appearance was arrogant.

"You are my man, and I cover you."