Haicheng Criminal Investigation Bureau

Worryingly said: "Then Xiyu is going to find medicine for Sanliu." After speaking, he handed the bag to Chen Ting behind him, and ran towards the study where the medicine box was placed.

Seeing the little guy running into the study room, not forgetting to greet An Yichen and Ling Yue politely, Cui Lueshang looked back at the man beside him.

Chen Ting of the Honghao Group, even if he has never met before, he has been known for a long time.The seat of the Hongying Society in Hong Kong City has successfully squeezed into the seat of the head of the largest society in Hong Kong City with its ruthless and vigorous style.

But such a person can look at Xiyu with tender eyes...

"Xiyu shouldn't be hurt, right?" he asked suddenly.

Chen Ting was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look at him, his eagle-like eyes met Lue Shang's gaze without evasion.

Afterwards, he lowered his eyes and smiled, "As long as I'm here, no harm can come near Xiyu."

"Remember what you said today." Lue Shang said seriously.

Chen Ting didn't answer him, but turned to look at Xiyu who ran out of the study with a smile.

"Found it?" he asked.

"Yeah." The little guy happily lit up the medicine box in his hand, and ran past him into the kitchen.

"Three six, take medicine!"

Heng Jiu turned his head from the stir-frying action, looked at the little guy's innocent smile, and the deep eyes of the man who followed him in stared at him sharply, with a faint warning.

Completely ignoring that gaze, he handed the shovel to Tu Su who was on the side, and rubbed Xiyu's hair with a smile, "Thank you, I will take medicine as soon as I finish the meal, Xiyu is awesome, now he can take care of me. "

The little guy was very happy to be praised, stuck out his tongue and said with a smile: "Xiyu can also take care of others."

"Of course!" Heng Jiu nodded in agreement.

The little guy smiled and handed the medicine box to Heng Jiu.

Chen Ting at the side suddenly embraced Xiyu's shoulder from behind, and said gently and affectionately, "Xiyu, do you want some ice cream?" He shook the bag in his other hand.

"Yes." The little guy who loves to eat was immediately attracted, and ran out after him.

Hengjiu's face turned dark immediately, he gritted his teeth and clenched his fists with jealousy.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, as long as Xiyu is happy... as long as he is happy." Lueshang had nothing to do with his sweetheart's hen complex, so he could only smile helplessly and push him to continue cooking.

In the living room, Chen Ting put out several flavors of ice cream for Xiyu, and watched him dig a spoonful of each one and put it into a cup. The colorful ones were very beautiful.

"Is it delicious?" Seeing him eating until his eyes narrowed, Chen Ting fondled his hair.

"Yeah." The little guy nodded, took a mouthful from his own cup and brought it to Chen Ting's mouth, "Ah Ting eats too."

Chen Ting smiled and took a bite of the hand he stretched out in front of him, "It's really good. Mixing several flavors together makes it even more delicious!" He never liked sweets, but the ice cream made by the little guy is sweet. So greasy, such as cocoa, tiramisu and other flavors, will be paired with sour flavors such as cranberry or orange. It tastes refreshing and delicious, so he can't help but take a few more bites.

The little guy feels a little proud that his new idea has been praised.Seeing Ah Ting enjoying the food, he rested his chin on his hands and stared at it without blinking.

"What's wrong? What's on my face?" Chen Ting touched his chin subconsciously.

The little guy smiled and shook his head, "No, Xiyu wants to remember Ah Ting eating ice cream, and I can draw it tonight."

Chen Ting smiled and asked, "Then Xiyu, do you want to draw now?"

"Can you?" The little guy stared with big eyes in surprise.

Chen Ting nodded, stood up and walked out, Xiyu followed and ran to the door, only to see him take out a bag of things from the trunk of the car and return.

"What is this?" the little guy asked curiously.

Chen Ting pulled him back to the living room and sat down on the sofa, opened the bag and took out the contents.A new picture book, a barrel of pencils, and a box of colored pencils.

"I think Xiyu likes sketching the most, but it's always monotonous in black and white. I give you the colored pencils. In the future, Xiyu can also leave beautiful colors on the drawing paper."

"Wow! It's great!" The little guy happily held the colored pencil case, and his round eyes shone brightly.

After being happy, the little guy suddenly thought of something and rummaged through the bag Chen Ting brought.

"What are you looking for?" Chen Ting asked in confusion.

"There is no pencil sharpener." The little guy pointed to the new colored pencils. The tip of the pen is round and neat, and the tip of the pen needs to be sharpened if it is to be used.

Chen Ting has no experience in this area, but he just bought these things because he thought they should be, but he didn't expect that there were still omissions.

"I'm going to buy it for you now, you wait for me." As for the pencil sharpener, I believe that there should be stationery stores near the school, but he is not worried that he will not be able to buy it, so he stood up and walked out.

But the little guy grabbed him, "It's okay, Ah Ting doesn't need to go, you can use other things if you don't have a pencil sharpener." He opened the backpack he had been carrying all the time, took out a small knife from inside, and rushed Looking at Chen Ting, he shook and said with a smile, "This is fine too."

As he spoke, he took out a purple pencil, broke open the knife and sharpened it.

"Let me cut it for you!" Seeing the sharpness of the blade, Chen Ting looked at it worriedly, but he didn't dare to take it directly, for fear of accidentally hurting him.

But the little guy looked indifferent, and while sharpening his pen with a smile, he said: "It's okay, Brother Lueshang taught Xiyu before, and Xiyu will also... ah!"

Before the words could be finished over there, the smug little guy accidentally stabbed a bloody gash on the index finger of his left hand.

"Xiyu!" Chen Ting was shocked, and hurriedly pulled the little guy's hand over to press the wound with a tissue, "You press it yourself, and I'll find you a Band-Aid."