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The little short body fell asleep, muttering in his mouth and frowning slightly.

Han Qi was engrossed in sketching on the drawing board.

Hearing the muttering of the little short body, he looked down.

Ban Xiang whispered: "Mom...... Mother. ”

"What...... Yes. ”

Han Qi stepped forward: "Mom...... Mother. ”

"What...... Why......"

Han Qi chuckled, rubbed her cheeks, and brushed her hair away.

"Stinky thing, you know what mom. ”

"Smack. ”

In his dreams, he could smoke Han Qi casually, and he also blamed Han Qi for being cheap, so he had to bow his head. After pumping the little short body, he muttered and frowned: "What!

Han Qi rubbed his face, squinted at the little short-bodied white and fat little face, and raised his hand to draw two handfuls of mustache under the nose of the little short-body.

He also drew the word "king" on her forehead.

Two faces are drawn in two circles. There was a black dot on the tip of the nose.

The little short body subconsciously swept his face, and half of it was swept.

"Huh. ”

Han Qi chuckled: "It's easy to beat me." If I don't give you some color, I don't know if you call Mom. ”

"Mome......"

The little short body slept with Han Qi's mouth, as if he was going to wake up at any time.

Han Qi raised his head and didn't tease her anymore, and continued to trace the paintings on the drawing board.

Fortunately, the little short body slept and didn't eat at noon.

Han Qi is not too hungry, but if Xiao Short's body wakes up, he will have to eat if he is hungry. Don't dare to delay, if you dare to delay, raise your hand and fight.

She was still crying after the beating.

Han Qi felt that the little short body was really a part of his life, and the bullying and abuse suffered by the outcast who went to work in the homes of nobles and even businessmen and commoners, Han Qi had never worked but had the same experience in her hands.

And you have to be willing.

Not to mention grievances and complaints.

We have to catch up.

That's a ......

Curling the corners of his mouth, Han Qi traced the picture on the paper.

"I'm just looking at your face. ”

Han Qi muttered to himself, looking at the figure he had already sketched on the drawing paper.

The result may be that this sentence made the little short body very dissatisfied, and he was about to wake up after gnawing, and he really woke up. Still lying in Han Qi's arms, he raised his leg and kicked Han Qi's chin.

"Oops~"

Han Qi tilted his head and rubbed his chin, frowning and looking down at the little short body that had woken up and cried. grabbed her collar and pulled her directly in front of her: "I just want to scare you to death!!"

“ch...... Eat!!Eat!!"

The little short body raised his hand and pumped his hand. While gnawing and screaming.

"Eat and eat!"

Han Qi hugged and glared at her, and the little short body and flat mouth gnawed and gnawed, and she really wanted to cry, instead of getting up and crying.

"Eat well. Go back now. ”

Han Qi hugged the little short body and coaxed him, the little short body cried and raised his hand to beat him, glanced at the drawing board, and suddenly his round little eyes froze.

While still sobbing, he was already looking at the drawing board in a daze.

Seeing that she was no longer making trouble, Han Qi looked at the drawing board, sat down with a smile and gestured, "How did you draw?"

The little short body stopped sobbing and looked at the painting in a daze.

Han Qi paused and slowly put her on the ground. The artboard is taken off the easel and rests against the easel legs. Put it in front of the little short.

The little short body climbed a few steps over, and looked at the painting with his mouth open.

What is the content of this painting?

It's not that there are no colors other than black and white, but the main color is black and white.

The whole tone is dull to reflect that it is a night.

But there was a bright moon hanging in the sky.

In front of a small earthen bag, a girl sits on her knees, looking up at the moon.

And where the small earthen bag is not easy to find, the only window of the small earthen bag is drawn, and the four iron railings are clearly visible.

The girl looked up at the side face of the moon, so that the little short body looked fixed and couldn't take her eyes off.

Han Qi looked at the little short body sitting there and looked up at the girl in the painting. Gradually, his eyes became unfocused.

Actually, he hasn't finished painting yet.

The small dirt bag, at the railing, should also be a person, a person's face.

"What...... What's the matter? ”

The little short body made a sound. The hand reached out to touch the girl.

But the drawing board was still too high to sit and out of reach.

Han Qi lowered his head and was silent, the little short body struggled and screamed, reaching out and screaming enough.

In the middle of the sound, Han Qi came back to his senses and was about to pick her up and approach, but suddenly looked at the little short body in shock, his face was red, his hands were on the ground, and he had two chubby legs, and he actually ...... Slowly......

Stood up.

“......”

Han Qi looked stunned.

And the little short body didn't care about this, the two fat legs were not suitable for standing and were still trembling, but their hands had already touched the girl in the painting, and they were so close that they seemed to be about to break through the drawing paper.

"What!!!!

Han Qi pulled the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were a little astringent and sour.

He took a breath, sat down and held his little short hand, rubbing the girl in the paper, his tone was calm but a little trembling.

"Mom...... Mother. ”

"What...... Yes. ”

"Mom...... m...... a...... ma。 Mom. ”

“m...... m...... a...... miamia。 ”

"Mom...... m...... a...... Mom. ”

“m...... a...... mia...... ......"

"Mom...... Mommy ......"

“m...... m...... Mother...... Mother. ”

Han Qi's eyes were a little red, but he smiled and rubbed his short cheeks, and said softly: "That's right...... Mom. ”

The little short hand gently patted the girl in the drawing paper: "M...... Mom. ”

Han Qi rubbed her hair.

The little short body seems to have finally learned, looking at the girl in the painting, opening her mouth and screaming over and over again.

"Mom...... Mother...... Mother...... Mom...... Mom...... Mama Mama ......"

Han Qi smiled and hugged the little short body, let her scream, and hugged her tightly.

"Ahh

suddenly stopped screaming because Han Qi put away the painting in an instant, turned his head and frowned at the first time.

The little short body screamed and patted Han Qi hard, his face was red, and his fists clenched and shouted at Han Qi. Han Qi didn't care, just stared in the direction he came from.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for there to be a sound at the entrance.

A figure...... The little figure screamed and ran over.

with all fours.

"Wang!!Wang!!"

The little short-bodied playmate ran over with a scream, wagging his tail around the little short-bodied, and then his nose was embroidered with rolled up drawing paper, and his tongue was stretched out to lick it......

"Woooo

was slapped away by the little short body, and screamed at the little short body.

"Ahh

The little short body waved his arms and barked at the little white dog.

Han Qi curled the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "It's the squad leader." Can you find this...... Have you visited Mentor St. John's, and how is he recovering?"

Sure enough, a gourd bottle figure appeared.

Then there is the brightest contrast with the gourd bottle's body, don't go over your hair and slowly walk to this side. He was also carrying a small package in his hand.

The little short body didn't care about this, and struggled to open the drawing paper, and continued to call for his mother.

Flying String Sugree stepped forward, squatted in front of the drawing board and looked at it, and said calmly: "I met your apprentice, he told me that you are here...... Can you draw?"

Feixian Sugree looked at Han Qi Liangjingjing, and Han Qi smiled: "The main thing is to take her out to play." It's rare to have a day of leisure, and the apprentices have their own things. ”

Feixian Sugree looked at Han Qi and pointed to the painting that the little short body had to unfold with great difficulty: "Can I appreciate it?"

Han Qi hugged the little short body over, ignoring her struggles and patting: "Do you say okay?

“b...... NO!!NO!!"

The little short body screamed and struggled, and Han Qi shook his head at the flying string Sugree: "No way." You've also learned a little bit of Chinese characters, so you naturally know what \'not\' means. ”

Flying String Sugree glanced at him and opened the small package.

Inside is actually a variety of rare fruits.

Of course, it is a rarity for the foundling. Because the fruits that can be bought in the market are relatively ordinary. And some can only be eaten by the powerful, which is common in previous lives and in this life. Especially in this life, some merchants really look at racial sales, and of course the treatment of outcasts is the same.

The cherished ones are sold to the powerful first, and then they are extended according to rank.

In the end, maybe there is nothing left to sell to the foundling.

They don't deserve it.

It's not interesting to talk too much.

However, Han Qi looked at Feixian Sugree with a smile and picked up a fruit that he had never seen similar in his previous life and had never eaten in this life.

The red oval is about the size of an egg.

Very fresh, the kind with leaves.

Curious to watch.

The little short body was really attracted and was already hungry. And eating fruit is so fragrant that I can't take my eyes off it at this time.

But he still struggled, clinging to the rolled up drawing paper, and saliva flowed out of his small mouth.

"Uh...... How to eat?"

Han Qi was stunned and motioned to Flying String Sugree.

Flying String Sugree was just about to speak, when she suddenly looked at the little short face in surprise: "What?"

Han Qi was stunned for a moment, laughed and fiddled with the fruit in his hand without speaking.

Feixian Sugray looked at Han Qi brightly, took out a handkerchief and dipped it in water, and came back to wipe Xiao Short's face.

What kind of person is this?

Usually I am always slapped in the face by children, as if I am very depressed and aggrieved.

As soon as no one is around, he bullies children to draw things on their faces.

"It's called Liss Red Fruit, and it's abundant near the border between the Corolla Empire and the Elven Forest. ”

After a while, Feixian Sugree glanced at Han Qi. While peeling the red fruit like a banana: "Just now, my aunt introduced the first place in the second-grade combat power list, and Sister Shirley, a descendant of the elders of the Elven Forest, gave me an acquaintance. She gave it to me. ”

Han Qi smiled and took the red fruit peeled by Flying String Sugree: "It's really heartfelt." Actually, I'll just say it, you're still serious, and you're still so can't joke about it...... Forehead. ”

The red fruit in Han Qi's hand was snatched by Flying String Sugree and placed in Xiao Short's hand.

"Ahhh~"

The small short body bites half of it in one bite and eats it sweetly.

Han Qi fluttered his hands and looked at Feixian Sugree helplessly: "That's the case." What she eats, I'm going to try it first. Otherwise, what if...... Right. ”

Flying String Sugree glanced at him brightly, and said nothing more than that.

Instead, he gently pulled off the rolled up drawing paper that Xiao Short was holding.

"Ahh

In an instant, the little short body hugged the drawing paper tightly and shouted at the flying string Sugree.

Half of the red fruit of Lisi in his hand was crushed, which showed his mood.

"Huh. ”

Han Qi chuckled: "Are you your little white when we are short?"

Flying String Sugree looked at him brightly, and suddenly curled the corners of her mouth because.

The little short body bowed his head and slowly unfolded the drawing paper with great effort.

Han Qi subconsciously wanted to put it together, but it was too late.

Because the little short-bodied body knelt on the drawing paper.

Facing the girl who was sitting on the small dirt bag with her knees and looking up at the moon, she screamed indistinctly with red fruits in her mouth.

"What...... Mother...... What...... What...... Mother...... Mom......"

Han Qi sighed and looked at Flying String Sugree. But he was stunned.

Sugree opened her mouth slightly, and looked at the girl who was screaming "Mom" and "Mom......

After a long time, he spoke softly.

"Beautiful ......" (To be continued.) )