At the cautious eyes of the old man, Ouyang Qian couldn't wait to raise her hand and slap herself.

Why can't you talk and have a long mouth?

Afraid that the little milk group would think about it again, she quickly explained: "Sui Bao, you misunderstood the teacher's meaning, this is a gift from Teacher Zhou, if Shuoshuo wants to eat it, the teacher will buy it for him again." ”

Ouyang Shuo also nodded in agreement, and said seriously: "This is a gift from Suibao, I don't want it." ”

Hearing this, Xiao Nituan's face was full of smiles, and he couldn't help but hand the schoolbag forward again, "We are good friends, and my mother said that good friends want to share with each other." ”

Ouyang Shuo was obviously very excited.

But he looked at Ouyang Qian's face, shook his head, and refused: "Thank you, Suibao, I have snacks." ”

Saying this, his body was extremely honest, and a pair of eyes stared at the schoolbag in Sui Bao's hand without blinking.

After all, he is just a child in his early four years, and even if he has learned to read words and emotions because he wants to please his adoptive parents, he will still show childishness many times.

Except in the supermarket, Ouyang Shuo had never seen so many snacks, so many that he could bury his whole person in them.

If these snacks were his, he would probably have to wake up laughing in his dreams.

Sui Bao ignored his refusal, took two quick steps, and threw the schoolbag directly to Ouyang Shuo.

Ouyang Shuo was taken aback by her sudden move, and subconsciously reached out and hugged the heavy schoolbag in his arms.

Afraid that he wouldn't be able to hold it, the little milk group asked very enthusiastically: "Shuoshuo needs help, I have a lot of strength!" ”

Ouyang Shuo, who was planted straight forward by the schoolbag in his arms, almost gritted his teeth and said, "No, I can do it." ”

If Ouyang Qian hadn't seen that his son wanted to save face, he quickly took it, and he would have to be planted directly on the ground in the next second.

Sui Bao spoke before Ouyang Qian, and said in a milky voice: "If Shuoshuo treats me as a friend, he will accept the horn." ”

Afraid that he would refuse again, she said again: "Brother Ying has prepared so many snacks, it must not be for me alone, I don't believe it, you can ask him when he comes back later." ”

Ouyang Shuo only hesitated for a second, then nodded in agreement.

Knowing her son's intentions, Ouyang Qian was helpless but helpless.

Now she is more worried about what happened to Zhou Ying's side and whether she will encounter danger.

It's just that Sui Bao is so smart, unlike her son, who can fool in three or two sentences, and she doesn't even dare to find another excuse to call her colleagues at school now.

As time passed, the patience of the little milk group gradually disappeared.

Looking at Ouyang Qian, who was busy in the room and didn't know what she was busy with, she couldn't help but speak: "Teacher Ouyang, why don't we go down and find Brother Ying." ”

"Smack!" The almost reflective vase in Ouyang Qian's hand fell to the ground and shattered.

She quickly crouched down, scrambling to pick up the debris on the ground, and accidentally cut a wound from the broken glass.

Sui Bao's eyes were sharp, and he quickly slid off the sofa and ran quickly in front of her.

Ouyang Qian subconsciously put her hand behind her back and tried to squeeze out a smile, "Sui Bao, the teacher is fine, don't worry." ”

"The teacher is a liar." The little milk group frowned, and in just a few words, he said it very seriously.

Ouyang Qian chuckled in her heart and blurted out, "I didn't." ”

Her reaction was too big and too abnormal, and it was difficult for Sui Bao not to notice it.

Xiao Milk Group didn't ask in a hurry, took off the small schoolbag he was carrying on his back, took out the bald brush inside, and directly spread the blank yellow table paper on the ground and began to draw symbols.

The movements were too fluid, and when Ouyang Qian came back to her senses and wanted to stop it, she saw that Xiao Suibao had already stood up straight, with a yellow talisman between her two fleshy little fingers.

As the words in her mouth were chanting, Huang Fu was windless and automatic, and it actually spontaneously combusted at her fingertips.

"Suibao, be careful!" Ouyang Qian hurriedly pounced, holding the hand of the little milk ball and examining it carefully, for fear that she would be burned by the strange flame just now.

But her fingers were white, not to mention burned, not even a little dust from the burning of the rune paper.

Could it be that she was dazzled just now?

Ouyang Qian thought about it, and suddenly realized that the injured person was herself, and hurriedly checked the location where the pain feedback from her finger just now.

It was clean, let alone wounded.

She looked at the shattered glass on the floor, and there were still a few drops of bright red blood in the middle of the glass shards.

The pain just now is not an illusion!

"Sui Bao, you ......" Ouyang Qian knew that Sui Bao had extraordinary skills, and she didn't think that it was an exaggeration to evaluate her little master on the Internet.

But - what the hell is this that can restore the wound to normal in an instant?

Ouyang Qian's three views of cognition were washed away again.

The little milk baby in front of you, who is it?

Even the popular Master Jin who was spread on the Internet before had never heard of him being able to turn people's wounds into nothing in an instant.

These two, who is the master and who is the apprentice?

Finally coming back to her senses, Ouyang Qian smiled gratefully at Sui Bao, "Sui Bao, thank you so much just now." ”

She had a feeling that the pain would go with the wound, and it wouldn't be too small.

Now their mother and son are in a special situation, and they don't dare to hire a nanny, nor dare they order takeout casually, and it is a big trouble for her to hurt her hand.

Sui Bao raised the corners of his lips at her and smiled brightly, "You're welcome." ”

As she spoke, she changed her words, "Teacher Ouyang doesn't need to thank Suibao, don't lie to Suibao, okay?" ”