"Xiaoxiao, eat a piece of ribs, right? Grandma's stewed ribs were delicious......"

"This carrot is also delicious, come and eat a bite, ah......"

"Baby, eat slowly, come, drink soup, grandma blows ......"

……

There was a mouthful of food chewing, and Qin Ye looked at the warm interaction between the old and the young with a shallow gaze.

Looking up, Jun Moting still looked like he was frozen for thousands of miles.

Obviously, the aura around him is different.

Just before that, it was a thousand-year-old ice cube.

At this moment, the ice cubes melted, like the soup in the bowl, warm and pleasant.

In the next moment, facing the man's gaze, Qin Ye found that she was thinking too much.

The man's face is cold, and his eyes are even colder.

Just one glance can make her hair stand upside down.

Don't dare to mess with it, don't dare to mess

Shrinking his neck, Qin Ye set his gaze on Qin Shuyi and Xiaoxiao again.

For dinner, the family ate freely and happily.

But after the meal, it was embarrassing.

Even refusing to take a walk, Qin Shuyi took Xiaoxiao by the hand and said that she wanted to go back to the room to try on the massive new clothes and shoes that were newly delivered.

dropped the sentence "don't bother us", leaving the two brothers in the living room with wide eyes.

Back to the room?

As soon as this thought came to mind, it was decisively thrown out of Qin Ye's mind.

Staying with Jun Moting, even for a second is torture.

But sitting alone in the living room, it's more like being disliked, okay?

The clouds on her face were light and the wind was light, but in fact, she was in tears in her heart, Qin Ye didn't expect that her situation would be so sad.

Seeing Uncle Tong, Qin Ye's eyes lit up.

Qin Shuyi disliked the smell of wood in the room.

But she doesn't dislike it.

As long as she doesn't stay with Jun Moting, she is happy to sleep in the firewood room.

But before Qin Ye's words could be spoken, he saw Uncle Tong greet him with a smile, "Second young master, young master asked you to go to the study." Say yes and see how your coursework progresses. ”

Jun Moting is the king of Yun'an City.

In this home, even more so.

No one dared to resist his intentions.

And Qin Ye resisted twice and was able to sit here in a good manner, which was really an outlier.

Whether it will be so lucky for the third time, I can't say for sure.

Seeing the meaning in the old fox's eyes, Qin Ye resigned himself to his fate and got up and moved upstairs.

In the study, Jun Moting didn't raise his head, "There are three scrolls on the table, pick one yourself." ”

When it's done, I can go through the enrollment procedures for him.

16 years old, it stands to reason that he should go to the first year of high school, but Qin Ye......

Thinking of his "amazing" performance today, Jun Moting decided that he still couldn't speculate on him with common sense.

What if, he adopted a genius?

"Don't use it?"

Qin Ye smiled wryly, "It's okay to be a freshman in high school, you don't need to be special." ”

I still have to make rolls at night, do you want to be so hard?

What's more, before she died, she was originally a freshman in high school.

Jun Moting raised his eyes and glanced at Qin Ye coldly.

Suddenly feeling a chill in his neck, Qin Ye's hand was faster than his heart, and he stepped forward in a few steps and sat down at the table, "I'll do it, I'll do it now." ”

expressed great contempt for his cowardice, but Qin Ye had to accept his fate.

Who let the man across from her be something she couldn't mess with?

Jun Moting hung his head in satisfaction.

Half an hour later, when he raised his eyes again, looking at Qin Ye who was lying on the table and asleep, his saliva was about to flow on the roll, Jun Moting couldn't help but frown.

His face sank suddenly.

Qin Shuyi appeared at the right time, holding two glasses of milk in her hands.

Looking at Qin Ye, who was already asleep, he looked distressed, "I've been tired for a day, and I have to be stared at by you at night to make rolls, my poor Ah Ye......"

Jun Moting: ......

Handing the cup to Jun Moting, Qin Shuyi pursed her lips, "You send him back to the room, you can go to bed early." ”

"Okay."

In response, Jun Moting only couldn't wait, and what he was holding in his hand was Qin Ye's neck.