Chapter 700: Don't Touch His Things

"Scared?" Yun Xiaojiu's eyes widened, and his eyes were full of doubts, "Brother Xiaojun, why should I be afraid, does the rhubarb in the family want to bite?" ”

Listening to his immature question, Feng Jun suddenly laughed, and his voice was low, "My rhubarb doesn't bite. ”

As soon as he heard that rhubarb didn't bite, the only bit of defense left in Yun Xiaojiu's heart disappeared in an instant.

He smiled brightly and said, "I sleep very well, Brother Xiaojun, don't drive me away." ”

Listening to this, I was a little sad.

Feng Jianguo really wanted to send him over, but when he heard this, he felt that he looked a little pitiful for a while.

Children, especially four or five-year-old boys, are originally annoying age, and it is impossible for everyone to be as well-behaved as the child of Sui Bao.

Besides, there are a lot of such prickly dolls in the village, and Yun Xiaojiu is actually much better compared to them.

Thinking like this, Feng Jianguo didn't have such a big opinion, looked at Feng Jun and said in a deep voice: "Xiao Jiu is from the city, he hasn't suffered much, you can take the quilt in the cabinet in our room to bed it later, and make it thicker for him." ”

"Thank you, Uncle Feng." Although Yun Xiaojiu usually messes around a little, he is not a good talker.

Feng Jianguo waved his hand indifferently and turned to leave.

Yun Xiaojiu stood up, followed behind Feng Jun, and bounced towards his room.

didn't wait for long, Feng Jianguo's serious voice suddenly came from behind him, "Doll, it's no problem for you to sleep with your little brother Jun, don't touch the things in his room." ”

As his words came out, Feng Jun, who was walking forward with the quilt in his arms, suddenly stopped, turned his head sideways, and stared faintly in his direction.

Looking at each other, Feng Jianguo sighed and turned around to leave.

Yun Xiaojiu, who had a big heart, didn't take this episode seriously at all, and his heart was full of joy that he could sleep with Feng Jun, and he was very happy.

When he walked to the door, he even hummed a nursery rhyme happily.

Infected by his emotions, Feng Jun also had a rare smile on his face, and walked over while laying out the quilt and said, "Xiao Jiu, I'll go and wash your feet, you wait for me in the room." ”

The first time he heard him say such a long sentence, Yun Xiaojiu was so excited that he didn't notice that he was followed by a sentence.

"You obediently stay in the room, don't move."

As for what this turmoil meant, Yun Xiaojiu didn't even hear the words, so he didn't even think about it.

He sat on a small bench, his hands obediently on his knees, and he looked well-behaved and sensible.

Seeing at a glance that he was pretending, Feng Jun smiled helplessly, laid out the quilt and turned around to go out to wash his feet.

Outside, the sky was already bright, and even if the lights were not turned on, the whole picture could be seen clearly.

Yun Xiaojiu's ass sat on the chair for less than half a minute, and the whole person couldn't wait to stand up and visit Feng Jun's room.

"Wow, that's a lot of books!" The first thing that caught his eye was a row of bookcases against the wall, full of books he didn't recognize.

For books, Yun Xiaojiu has always been uninterested.

His gaze quickly shifted to Feng Jun's table, and his eyes were attracted by the group photo on the table.

The woman in the photo, he has not seen and does not know.

Yun Xiaojiu couldn't help but mutter: "This girl, shouldn't it be Brother Xiaojun's girlfriend?" ”

Thinking so, he couldn't help but laugh twice, and stretched out his hand to the end but didn't dare to touch the photo.

Feng Jun's desk was very clean, except for the group photo, there was only a thick notebook and a pen on the table.

Seeing the pen, Yun Xiaojiu's eyes lit up.

He looked around, couldn't find the right paper, and began to work on the idea of a notebook.

Knowing that it would be rude to tear up the other party's notebook without the owner's consent, Yun Xiaojiu decided to find a blank space in the notebook and write his phone number with the pencil in his schoolbag.

In this way, if Brother Xiaojun wants to find him in the future, he can call him directly.

Moreover, the traces of the pencil can be erased, and if he writes lightly, he can erase them without leaving traces when the time comes.

When Yun Xiaojiu took out his pencil, he couldn't help but be silly, wanting to praise him for being a genius.

But as soon as he turned the first page of the book, he was stunned.

"Wow, this guy in the photo is so ugly." Looking at the pockmarked face on the photo, the man with small eyes that was almost invisible, Yun Xiaojiu couldn't help but complain.

At the same time, there was a noise at the door next to me.

Yun Xiaojiu hurriedly turned his head, looked at Feng Jun who came in with a basin of water, and asked with a frown, "Brother Xiaojun, who is this person?" ”

Looking in the direction he pointed to, Feng Jun's face suddenly sank, and his voice carried obvious coldness, "Who told you to open it?" ”