The poor little phoenix I picked up turned out to be the big boss behind it

Jun Qi stayed with Sang Wu until early in the morning. It was almost three o'clock before the temperature of the guy's body slowly dropped, and Jun Qi dared to close his eyes and rest.

It was eight o'clock in the morning, five hours after he fell asleep.

Jun Qi frowned slightly. He felt a little tight in his chest, as if something was pressing on him.

By the way, Sang Wu.

When he opened his eyes, there was no one around him. He lowered his eyes and looked at his chest. A smaller version of Sang Wu was lying there sleeping soundly.

Jun Qi suppressed the surprise in his heart and gently touched Sang Wu's back with his hand.

He remembered what Qin He had said last night. This should be Sang Wu's reaction during his transformation period, but he didn't expect that he would be able to see Sang Wu as a child when he grew up.

"Well……"

There was movement in front of Jun Qi. Sang Wu climbed up a little and buried his head in Jun Qi's neck, "Brother..."

"Ok?"

He wasn't sure if Sang Wu had any changes in memory other than his body becoming smaller, and he didn't dare to make loud noises to scare him.

In fact, Sang Wu had already woken up once in the morning. He was only a little surprised to see his body shrink back to his childhood, and he quickly accepted it.

Naturally, his memory was not affected at all, but his body seemed to be exactly the same as his childhood habits, one of which was that he was particularly sticky to Junqi.

Sang Wu originally lay on his side after waking up, but his body honestly crawled onto Jun Qi, and finally fell asleep.

"woke up?"

Jun Qi protected Sang Wu with one hand, supported the mattress with the other and stood up, then leaned on the pillow.

Through his manual feeling, Sang Wu should have shrunk back to when he was more than three years old, only a small one.

"Ah."

Sang Wu slowly raised his head, his black hair was a little messy, as if it was fried, but it was very cute.

"Do you remember what happened before?"

In fact, Jun Qi probably knew by looking at him like that that his memory was probably fine, but it was safer to ask.

"What I remember is that my body doesn't obey its orders."

After becoming smaller, Sang Wu's speech had a childish feeling that was unique to a child, and there would be special pauses in articulating words.

Jun Qi was amused by him, because it was a bit funny for a cute little guy with baby fat on his face to talk with a straight face.

You must know that Sang Wu was always soft and eccentric when he was a child. Comparing this, his personality has indeed changed a lot when he grows up.

But to him, he was cute as a child and now.

"Then let's get up and have breakfast first. You sit here and wait for me. I'll go find clothes for you first."

Sang Wu had shrunk, but he didn't have pajamas, and of course he couldn't wear underwear and pants. Now he was only wearing pajamas, which reached to his ankles, and he couldn't walk.

And it was only after his brother reminded him that he remembered that he was still in neutral position, and Sang Wu quickly tucked himself back into the quilt.

Jun Qi looked at a certain guy whose ears were red with a smile, and couldn't help but sigh. He started lying on him and fell asleep without even realizing it. Now he felt shy.

"mom?"

As soon as Jun Qi walked out of the door, he ran into Jun's mother who was preparing to go downstairs for breakfast.

"You just woke up now. Where is Sang Wu, still sleeping?"

"No, I'm awake."

Jun Qi closed the door, covering Sang Wu who was still lying on the bed.

"Why are you acting weird today? What do you want to do if you don't go downstairs for breakfast?" Jun's mother sometimes has a very strong sixth sense and can tell something is wrong with her son at a glance.

"I'll go to the cloakroom to get some clothes for Sang Wu."

The large cloakroom is the farthest place from the bedroom. It is a place specially used to store their childhood clothes.

As soon as these words came out, Jun Mu felt even more wrong. The small cloakroom connected to the bedroom contained their seasonal clothes, so why did she go to the big cloakroom to get them.

Jun Qi knew that he couldn't hide it from his mother, so he simply told the truth, but he hid the transformation period and other things. He only said that Sang Wu had a small problem and it would take a few days to change back.

After confirming that there was no harm to Sang Wu, Jun Mu was very happy, "I haven't seen Guaiguai when she was a child for a long time. You are the only one who is still hiding it. You want to take a peek alone, right?"

Looking at Jun Qi who was silent, Jun Mu felt more and more that she had guessed it right, "The clothes in the big cloakroom have been stored for so long. Where can I give Xiao Wu something to wear? I'll have someone send me some new sets right away. You can go directly to her later." Bring the food inside and eat it.”

Jun Qi deserves to obey her mother's orders.

So, when he returned to the bedroom, Sang Wu didn't see the clothes he was longing for, but instead saw a tray of breakfast.

After breakfast was almost finished, the clothes that Jun's mother had sent arrived.

With the help of his brother, Sang Wu put on his own clothes. He really didn't understand how his three-year-old self could even put on pants with such difficulty.

Jun Qi glanced at a child sitting by the bed who was about to become autistic, and suppressed the curve of his mouth.

Forget it, let’s take some comfort.

"Didn't I help you wear it when you were in elementary school? Why are you so confused now?"

"That's different."

Sang Wu had a dull look on his face, obviously very unhappy.

"What's the difference?"

Jun Qi wanted to see what he could say. Is it psychological?

"Well, in elementary school, I stayed in bed and you helped me put on my pants, and I didn't feel anything. Now I'm so big, I can't even put on the pants of a three-year-old child."

Sang Wu retorted angrily, his brows that were not wide at first tightened together.

Yes, it turns out that someone feels a psychological gap, so he gets sulky.

Jun Qi directly carried Sang Wu and picked him up. At three years old, he was not as heavy as a dumbbell that Jun Qi usually exercised with.

The sudden feeling of weightlessness made Sang Wu quickly put his arms around Jun Qi's neck, forgetting that he was still angry just now.

Carrying Sang Wu downstairs, Jun's mother was feeding freeze-dried oranges to An An and the oranges. The two little ones were enjoying themselves.

"Hey, you're here, dear. Let's give you a hug."

Jun Mu threw a few more into the porcelain bowl for the two little guys, and wiped her hands with wet wipes.

Sang Wu had already brainwashed himself again. He just wanted to be a kid for a few days. Who didn't come here like this? He stayed at home and passed quickly, so he naturally reached out to Jun Mu. hand.

In fact, Jun Qi didn't really want to let go. Who doesn't like to have a fragrant and soft dumpling in his arms? But Sang Wu had already stretched out his hand, and the person opposite was his mother, so he had no choice but to let go.

When they were upstairs, they had already discussed that they would call all the servants back in the next few days and come back when Sang Wu recovered. Uncle Wu also went to other provinces today and was not at Junzhai.

Just as Jun's mother was holding Sang Wu, Jun Qi went to the door and answered a call. It was from Huang Jie, telling him to be ready. The program crew would come at nine o'clock the day after tomorrow.

By the time he came back from the phone call, Sang Wu could not wait to crawl into his lap, wishing he could bury herself in his arms.