Rebirth of the giants face brushing system

When Kou Qiu woke up, he had already recovered his human form. Simply put, the turtle shell was gone.

The glare of the light shone in, and what he sighed was not his narrow escape, but his curiosity about who saved him. Kou Qiu sat up from the hospital bed, and saw a lot of flowers and fruits beside him.

Whoever saved him would be a headache to explain how he became a human in a shell.

He stayed in the hospital for three consecutive days, except for his little friend, Lin Anhe and others all came to visit him one after another.

Everyone is acting normal.

Kou Jixie asked him to take good care of his illness, Lin Ang made chicken soup, Metasequoia sorted out the materials of the recent class for him, and Lin Anhe was full-time peeling fruit and feeding him.

Why are there so many long-haired people around me?

Kou Qiu raised his forehead, everyone looked as if nothing had happened, there was no clue at all.

Finally, when these people did not get together, Kou Qiu asked Jing Yuan, who was the most coaxing and honest, "Who brought me to the hospital?"

Jing Yuan shook his head lightly, helped him sit up and took medicine, "I just heard that you suddenly developed a fever and was hospitalized."

"Who was at home, Uncle Lin, Lin An and the other two?"

Jing Yuan, "Not here."

Kou Qiu, who didn't find any useful clues, chose to break down one by one.

Kou Jixiang came to see him on Wednesday night, "Pay attention to rest recently."

Kou Qiu nodded, pretending to be a good baby, and asked casually, "What do you think about genetics?"

Kou Jixie took a deep look at him, "I'm not good at biology."

Kou Qiu, "Do you believe that you can become a turtle?"

Kou Jixie put the watch into his mouth to measure his temperature, "Stay in the hospital for another two days, and go home when he recovers completely."

Lin Anhe came to visit him in the middle of the night.

"The hospital is still letting you in so late?"

Lin Anhe, "This is a private hospital under the name of the Lin family."

Kou Qiu tries hard to persuade himself that it is bad to hate the rich.

Lin Anhe helped him pull up the quilt a little, and covered Kou Qiu tightly to prevent the wind from getting in. Kou Qiu coughed and tentatively said, "Let's adopt a..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Anhe said, "You are too young to be taken care of by the adoption committee now."

Kou Qiu, "I'm talking about raising turtles, the ones with green fur, what do you think?"

Lin Anhe frowned.

Kou Qiu continued his efforts, "Do you like turtles?"

Lin Anhe's eyes were dark, and he looked at Kou Qiu like a wolf, "I can understand that you are implying something?"

This one in heat is definitely not, pass!

The sun was shining on Thursday morning, and Metasequoia, which was more dazzling than the scorching sun, came in with a bouquet of lilies in its arms. When he put the lilies in the vase, his expression was so tender that it was ridiculous.

Kou Qiu was puzzled, "Don't you have class today?"

Metasequoia, "Tune to the afternoon."

Kou Qiu, "I would like to ask you an academic question."

Surprised by Kou Qiu who is diligent and studious only one day out of 360 days a year, Metasequoia was stunned for a moment, and said, "Say."

Kou Qiu, "Do you believe that people can evolve into turtle-men? I mean the kind of turtles that are so big that their shells can cover people."

Metasequoia looked down, stopped at a certain key part, and said slowly, "You still have room to develop, don't be too anxious."

Kou Qiu: ...you go!go now!

The first three were unreliable. When Lin Ang came in, he brought the signature snacks. Kou Qiu ate a delicious meal and praised, "It's even better than the imperial chef."

A smile bloomed on Lin Ang's lips, which was even more amazing than this bright autumn day.

Kou Qiu grabbed this distracting gap, "What are you doing on Monday afternoon?"

Lin Ang, "Buy a lottery ticket."

Kou Qiu: I see. It turns out that rich people also dream of getting something for nothing and getting rich.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Lin Ang asked Lin Anhe, "Why didn't you tell Kou Qiu that you saved him?"

Lin Anhe, "I'm waiting."

"Wait for what?"

Lin An said softly, "Wait until he throws himself into my arms to find the answer."

He waited for a long time for the beauty trick or something.

In fact, the romantic love story dialogue in the book is designed like this:

【--what are you waiting for?

——When he wants to talk one day, tell me all the answers in person. ] (smiling and waving) As expected, all fairy tales are deceptive.

In fact, the truth is very simple: I love him, so I don't care, that's all.

There is still a long life, and one day he will take the initiative to tell me.

To put it simply, the long night is long, and there is always a posture for him to speak by himself obediently.