Gold: [I don't know]

Wu Qiao: [I don't think it's better to disturb him. 】

Gold: ??? 】

Wu Qiao: [I think it's good for him to be like this. 】

Jin asked a little confused, [Where do you think the male protagonist looks good? 】

Didn't you see that Mother Liu was so worried!

I'm afraid that the male protagonist will get autism.

Wu Qiao looked natural, [He has his own thoughts, and he doesn't really understand what others say, I think he is just lazy to take care of others. 】

Gold: [......]

Speaking of which, it seems that the male protagonist is really lazy to take care of others.

Sometimes when others go to talk to him, he will also find others annoying and disturb him.

Wu Qiao's words changed, [But he is very lonely and insecure, I know how to make him happy. 】

The relief in the bottom of the golden heart, the host of amnesia this time, compared to the previous attitude towards the task, it is a world of difference.

Wu Qiao stared at He Chen's child for a while before he spoke, "Chenchen, don't your feet hurt?" ”

He Chen's child ignored her, but he stood up, staggered a few steps, and almost fell to the side.

Wu Qiao hurriedly supported him.

He Chen's child finally looked at her this time, looked at her with big eyes, and pursed his lips: "Let go of me." ”

Wu Qiao sighed, let go of him obediently, and took a step back intimately.

He Chen's child Zou Zou frowned, and without saying a word, he went to the place where the living room was full of rag dolls.

Wu Qiao followed him, saw him with a rag doll on his head, a rag doll on his stomach, his eyes looked at the wall, and his white and tender little face looked serious, as if he was thinking about some serious problem, and the whole person was cute.

Wu Qiao sat down a meter away from him, holding a rag doll and staring at him with her eyes.

He looked at the wall, she looked at him.

After watching it for about ten minutes, Wu Qiao withdrew his gaze and looked down at the rag doll in his arms.

What she didn't know was that at the moment when she withdrew her gaze, He Chen's child glanced at her, and then lowered her head as well.

The two children quietly stood aside and did not speak to each other.

Liu Mu looked at them with some melancholy in her heart.

Wu Qiao was bored fiddling with the rag doll for a while, then stood up and said to Liu's mother, "Mom, I want to drink milk." ”

Mother Liu responded with a smile, "Okay, mom will get it for you." ”

"Trouble Mom." She said politely.

Mother Liu was happy, "Qiaoqiao doesn't need to say thank you to her mother, the family doesn't need to see each other." ”

Wu Qiao: "Hmm. ”

A few minutes later, Mother Liu brought her a glass of milk from the kitchen.

Wu Qiao took it but didn't drink it, walked up to He Chen's child with milk in both hands, and coaxed lightly: "Chen Chen drinks this, you can grow taller, and it's very delicious." ”

He Chen's children raised their eyes and stared at the white milk.

Wu Qiao put the milk in front of him, "You taste it." ”

Mother Liu watched from the sidelines, and just wanted to persuade her daughter that Chen Chen would not drink what others gave.

However, in the next second, her eyes widened.

He Chen actually bent down slightly, lowered his head and took a sip of milk.

Wu Qiao narrowed his eyes, hmm, he likes to drink this?

Grunt.

He Chen's child finished drinking after a while, and then looked up at Wu Qiao, and said in a milky voice: "Thank you." ”

Wu Qiao: "...... You are welcome. ”

He Chen's child stared at her for five seconds, then turned his back to her.

Wu Qiao looked at the cup of milk that she had drunk, and then at the small body with her back to her.

Is this considered a waste of time?