Qin Weizhou put people on the chair, Song Chinese New Year's Eve was carried over, no shoes at all, squatted down with his feet shrunk, and his eyes stared at Qin Weizhou.

I saw him take out a plate of cake from the oven.

It was steaming hot, and the piping hot smoke was steaming with the aroma.

Song Chinese New Year's Eve looked at him like a good man at home: "Teacher Qin, are you omnipotent?"

Qin Weizhou: "Huh?"

He placed the cake in front of her.

Song Chinese New Year's Eve took a deep breath of the aroma: "It must be conjured with magic, that's why it's so fragrant!"

Qin Weizhou looked at her eyes: "Actually, it wasn't fragrant at all just now."

Song Chinese New Year's Eve looked at him strangely: "???"

Qin Weizhou: "Mainly because it sees you now."

Song Chinese New Year's Eve reacted, blushing.

Qin Weizhou reached out and pinched her chin, passed it over to her face, leaned over and kissed her.

"I'll go get the cream."

Song Chinese New Year's Eve covered his face shyly, and then his fingers were wide open, revealing two bright big eyes fluttering.

Qin Weizhou took all the tools he needed and introduced them to Song Chinese New Year's Eve.

Song Chinese New Year's Eve saw that he seemed to be very skilled, and he was still a little strange, "Even if you can make a cake model, why are you so familiar with these?" ”

"Because I've learned."

Song Chinese New Year's Eve was puzzled: "What do you do when you learn this?" Did you learn it when you were a child? She suddenly thought of Qin Weizhou's five years old.

Yesterday he didn't say where he went after the age of five.

Qin Weizhou glanced at her eyes and knew that she wanted to be crooked.

He stood up and picked the person up, then sat down by himself, let Song Chinese New Year's Eve sit on top of him, and touched his two feet, "I learned it a few years ago... Can your feet be cold? ”

Before Song Chinese New Year's Eve could speak, Qin Weizhou picked her up again and walked through the bedroom: "I'll go get socks."

Song Chinese New Year's Eve said no, but Qin Weizhou's meaning was obviously wanted.

Song Chinese New Year's Eve turned his head to look at the tools on the table, and waited for Qin Weizhou to come down with a pair of gray fluffy stockings, sit on the side and lift one of her feet, and slowly put it on her.

Song Chinese New Year's Eve saw that he had no expression, but he looked very serious, he liked it in his heart, and the one he wore used a little strength to step on his chest.

Qin Weizhou raised his head and looked at her with slightly smiling eyes, and Song Chinese New Year's Eve's face couldn't help but be bewitched by him and slowly turned red again.

"You used to..."

"Huh?"

"Have you ever taken care of someone before?"

Qin Weizhou paused, pinched her two soft little feet with socks, picked her up and kissed her, put her back on her body, and said, "I took care of my grandmother."

Song Chinese New Year's Eve looked at him.

Qin Weizhou touched the corner of Song Chinese New Year's Eve's eyes and continued: "But it's only a short time, grandma is very strong, she doesn't like to be disturbed, except for me, no one else can get close, so when she is sick, only I can take care of her."

This is the second time Song Chinese New Year's Eve has heard him mention his grandmother.

The first time was when Professor Pei was mentioned.

Both times, although his expression was as pale as ever, his eyes were soft.

It's a pity that he didn't call it "inconsequential" and left.

But fortunately, there is her now!

Song Chinese New Year's Eve leaned her back into his arms and turned her head sideways to kiss him.

Qin Weizhou: "Are you feeling sorry for me?"

Song Chinese New Year's Eve shook his head: "No, you now have the love and love of a unique person in the world."

Qin Weizhou lowered his head and took a bite on her collarbone.