Shen Jiu glanced at Mrs. Song silently.

Although she knew that Mrs. Song was fooling herself, she still nodded obediently and replied crisply: "Ah Jiu likes Xiao An." ”

Mrs. Song showed a relieved smile: "After that, you will sleep with Xiao An, okay?" ”

Shen Jiu stared at Mrs. Song for a while, trying to persuade her: "However, the teacher in the school said that men and women are not kissed, and girls can't sleep with boys-"

Mrs. Song smiled and shook her head.

She was not ashamed to fool Shen Jiu at all: "The teacher is talking about strange children, but you and Xiao An are sisters and brothers." You're both young, so you can sleep together. ”

Shen Jiu, who was still young, failed to convince Mrs. Song in the end.

She had to add a new sleeping business on the basis of playing and chatting.

It's okay to play and sleep together, but it's too much to talk about chatting with you - or unilaterally chatting.

Shen Jiu told Song Qing'an the story of the school for nearly a month, and in the end, even she was tired of telling it herself, so she applied to Mrs. Song to buy a few story books and read them to Song Qing'an one by one.

"The little mermaid turned into foam and returned to the sea."

Shen Jiu closed the book at once and let out a long sigh of relief.

She lowered her head and happily patted Song Qing'an, who was lying on her lap and had been quiet: "Get up, Xiao An." ”

Shen Jiu hugged Song Qingan into the toys on the side, stuffed a few toys into his hands, and instructed him: "Xiao An is playing here, Ah Jiu is going to do his homework." ”

Elementary school homework was so easy for her, it took her less than ten minutes to complete all her homework.

Shen Jiu threw his homework books aside, and was about to take the books from the bookshelf to read, when he suddenly noticed that the light was dim.

She turned her head slightly, and saw Song Qing'an standing with her figure.

Shen Jiu stuffed back half of the book he had pulled out, and hugged Song Qingan to his lap: "Why doesn't Xiao An play with toys?" ”

Song Qingan opened a pair of black and white eyes and looked at her quietly.

Shen Jiu didn't bother to figure out what he meant.

She glanced at the homework she had spread out, thought for a while, pulled out the book, and then pointed to the content of the book and told Song Qing'an.

As she spoke, she stared at Song Qing'an's expression, and seeing that he was not interested in the language, she pulled out the math.

Song Qing'an blinked slowly.

Shen Jiu felt that there was a play, so she started with the most basic story, she talked for a long time, and looked down at Song Qingan with great interest, but found that he had already fallen asleep in her arms.

Shen Jiu was a little ridiculous.

She stretched out her hand, tapped the tip of Song Qing'an's nose with her fingertips, then sighed softly, picked up Song Qing'an with a little effort, and carried him to the bed.

She is only two years older than Song Qing'an, and she has a little hard to hold, and her holding posture is not quite right.

So when she put Song Qingan on the bed, Song Qingan had already opened her eyes, grabbed her clothes with her fingertips, and looked at her quietly.

He didn't seem to be fully awake, and he was still staring at her in a daze, his eyes glowing with water, and he looked at her blankly and innocently.

Shen Jiu patted him on the back, covered his eyes with one hand, and coaxed him very skillfully: "It's okay, Xiao An continues to sleep." ”

Song Qing'an tilted his head and avoided her palm.

He tilted his head, his dark pupils looking at him quietly, and his hand clenched her sleeve harder.

Shen Jiu laughed: "Does Xiao An want me to sleep with you?" ”

She lay beside Song Qing'an and looked at him with a sideways face: "No, I still have to study, and I can't stay with Xiao An all the time." ”

Song Qingan blinked slightly.

Shen Jiu looked at him tentatively for a while, thought about the autism treatment advice he had seen before, and whispered, "But—"

Her voice softened, and her speech slowed down a little, as if she was coaxing: "However, if Xiao An goes to school with me, he can stay with Ah Jiu all day." ”

Song Qing looked at her quietly for a while, then he raised his hand and gently poked Shen Jiu's cheek.