The host of fast travel is Bailian in the prosperous age

Qu Ting remembered immediately.

This little boy looks so delicate, although his medicine doesn't feel much, but the little boy must feel very bitter.

"I... I'll go and find out if there is any candy for you." Qu Ting wiped his hands, turned and left the room.

Xu Moshu heard him talking with someone outside.

That person seems to be his mother.

"Mom, do we have any candy at home?" Qu Ting's turbid voice was tinged with anxiety, "I need it urgently!"

"We don't have children in our family, where did you get the candy?" Mother Qu asked with a puzzled expression, "Why are you looking for candy?"

"No...it's nothing..." Qu Ting shook his head, he turned around and went into the kitchen to search around before finding a watermelon.He thought for a while, and pulled the toothed watermelon into the room.

"We don't have any sugar in our house." Qu Ting entered the room and coughed lightly, "You just make do with it."

Xu Moshu nodded. He took Qu Ting's watermelon, drank all the medicine in the bowl, and took a bite of the watermelon.

Hiss, it's so bitter...

Xu Moshu couldn't help but want to spit it out, but when Qu Ting saw his movements, he subconsciously grabbed him, and then blocked his mouth with his lips!

Xu Moshu: "...!"

His eyes were wide open, and he couldn't taste anything at this moment, so he swallowed the medicine.

And Qu Ting also belatedly knew what he had done.

After Xu Moshu swallowed the medicine, he let go of him.

He he he... what did he do?

Seeing Xu Moshu doing this, he subconsciously made this action.

Qu Ting swallowed, this little boy... won't be angry, will he?

But it's true, whose little son can't be angry when a wild man does this?

Qu Ting was ready to be severely humiliated by Xu Moshu, but he didn't expect the young man in front of him to give him the bowl, and said softly, "You just bit me."

"It hurts a little bit, I feel like my skin is broken."

Qu Ting was stunned for a moment.

He turned his head to look at Xu Moshu, and let out a confused "ah".

"I... you... aren't you angry?" Qu Ting took the bowl and stood in front of Xu Moshu, looking like a student waiting for the teacher to criticize, a little funny.

Xu Mo was very, very puzzled in his writing. He said, "Isn't there a saying that life-saving grace should be promised with your body? And... and... I still want you to take me in!"

"Take you in?" Qu Ting felt that the little boy's brain circuit was unusual: "Aren't you going home?"

"go home?"

Xu Moshu lowered his head and brewed his emotions, tears fell down all at once.

"I...all my family members are dead..."

Seeing the handsome young master crying, Qu Ting suddenly panicked: "You...don't cry..."

But he didn't expect that the more he comforted Xu Moshu, the more he cried. It was a small cry at first, but then he burst into tears.

It attracted the attention of both the father and the mother of the song.

Mother Qu knocked on the door and asked outside Qu Ting's room, "Ting'er, who is crying in your room?"

When Qu Ting brought Xu Moshu home, his parents were not there, so now he doesn't know the existence of Xu Moshu.

At this time, Qu Ting was only focused on coaxing Xu Moshu, completely ignoring the parents outside the door.