This time, even if Zhou Wenying is dull, what he knows is not like that at all.

The man's tone was warning, and there was hatred, this malice, aimed at her, not at Wen Xien.

Guo Zhenfei was warning her to stay away from Wen Xien.

It's weird, I can't say where it's weird.

"Brother Guo......"

Zhou Wenying's brain is so confused that she can't understand what the situation is now.

But Guo Zhenfei had no need to talk to her, he carried the pheasant and left expressionlessly, never asking her a word from beginning to end.

At this time, Zhou Wenying suddenly felt sad for herself, her eyes were red and swollen now, obviously she had been bullied, but Guo Zhenfei didn't ask, as if she never cared.

But Wen Xien is different, she will comfort her gently and considerately, and will hold her hand, with Wen Xien here, there is an inexplicable sense of security, instead of worrying about Guo Zhenfei every day, afraid of putting up with him unhappy, afraid of pleasing him.

Looking at his hand blankly, there seemed to be a cold and soft touch on it, Zhou Wenying's fingers shrunk, as if he was holding something.

——

As soon as Wen Xien got home, the child was guarding the door.

He crouched down the steps, staring at one place, but he could catch it accurately when Wen Xien appeared.

Wen Xien took the child's hand back to the house, and while packing up her things, she said: "Xiaohua has also reached the age of literacy, and the private school has also opened, you can't wait for me to come home every day, I'll take you to see it another day." ”

The child was on the side to help, and as soon as he heard this, he quickly grabbed the corner of Wen Xien's clothes, frowned and said, "I'm not going." ”

Wen Xien's hands were dirty, so he didn't touch the child's head, "How can you do it if you don't go?" When the time comes, you will be more angry, and you will be able to compete for me in the test or something. ”

Miao Hua can't waste anything is that place to study, he would rather help Wen Xien do more things, and Miao Hua also knows that Wen Xien thinks it's for his good and leaves a way back for him, but Miao Hua is not a real child, he has only one purpose, that is, Wen Xien.

Shaking the corner of his clothes, Miao Hua said in a coquettish tone that he didn't even know how to be: "I don't want to go, I just want to be by your side." ”

Although the child's coquettishness is very rare, if Wen Xien had been coaxed in the past, but not now, since the last serious illness, Wen Xien can feel that his body is getting worse and worse, I don't know when I can't bear it, and then there will be only one child left, he is still so young, he still can't do anything, Wen Xien is afraid.

I'm afraid that after she leaves, the child won't be able to hold on.

So in this matter, Wen Xien insisted on everything, and within a few days he greeted the master, and wanted to take the child off the bed as soon as it was dawn.

But Miao Hua didn't want to go, so he spread out on the bed, no matter what Wen Xien said, he didn't move.

The family didn't have a few taels of money, and if he really went to a private school, then his life would be even more sad in the future, so he refused to go to anything.

Wen Xien thought that if it was soft, it would be hard, and with a serious face, she asked expressionlessly, "You can't get up?" You're trying to me off, aren't you? ”

Paralyzed on the bed, Miao Hua was terrified when he heard the word death, where did he dare to lie down, kneeling on the bed, the whole person was small, and he was a little pitiful to be murdered.

Wen Xi'en said almost everything ruthlessly, and she wanted to pull the child up, but the back of her hand was wet for a while, and she was stunned.

Holding the child's face, I found that the child had cried at some point, with tears in his eyes and tear stains on his cheeks.

He cried so sadly, there was no sound, his thin body shook and trembled, and he looked at Wen Xien with red eyes, as pitiful as he wanted.

Wen Xien has never had such an experience, this child has always been very well-behaved, not crying or making trouble, and suddenly crying so fiercely without a sound, making Wen Xien wonder if what he said just now was too cruel and scared the child?

"Don't cry, don't cry, Xiaohua is good."

Holding the child into his arms and coaxing, Wen Xien patted the child's thin back, distressed.

But the child suddenly became very difficult to coax, he seemed to know that he had mastered Wen Xien's weakness, and the tears not only did not stop, but also flowed more and more happily.

No matter how much she coaxed, the child shrunk into her arms, her chin resting on Wen Xien's shoulder, and she couldn't stop crying.

Tears fell in large and large pieces, falling on Wen Xien's snow-like neck.

Wen Xien was stunned, hugged the child in his arms, and while helping him wipe his tears, he said softly: "Don't go, don't go, don't cry, don't go if you don't want to go, it's my fault, I shouldn't force you." ”

When the child heard this, the tears were collected a little, he sobbed, with a little disbelief, and asked again: "Really?" ”

Wen Xien, who had been confused by his tears, thought about all this, and nodded vigorously, almost swearing to the sky.

After such a fuss, the child's tears were slowly contained, and Wen Xien wiped his tears and snot for him.

The child's nose and eyes were crying red, as soon as he got Wen Xien's assurance, he immediately changed his face, and his little hand still grabbed the clothes on Wen Xien's chest tightly, relying on Wen Xien's good temper, so he dared to do whatever he wanted.

Wen Xien couldn't help but laugh when he saw it, and nodded the child's nose.

"You're a really good kid."

Miao Hua lowered his head in shame and didn't speak, but the tips of his bright red ears betrayed him, and he was really anxious and had no choice, so he came up with this trick.

After all, the child's face is still very thin, and when he is told to put it bluntly, his face is red, like a little tomato, and it hurts very much.

He was embarrassed to bury his face in Wen Xien's neck, his hot cheeks against the cold skin, not only did not let the temperature go down, but it became hotter and hotter.

Wen Xien smiled, the child's head was buried in her laughter, and she patted the child's back.

"Little flower, it's so cute."

Who would have thought that Miao Hua Xianzun would pretend to be pitiful just to not study.

But who made Wen Xien eat this set in particular, in that case...... Then it doesn't hurt to put it on.

Wen Xien thought that she had forced the child to be anxious, so the child would use this trick.

After all, the child is thin-skinned, has strong self-esteem, and doesn't like to talk, so he is really forced to be anxious, so he will be like that.

But what she didn't expect was that the child in the back often used this trick as if he had grasped his weakness.

(End of chapter)