There's always a paranoid staring at me [Quick Transmigration]

"Do you want this paint?" Bai Yao came out with an unopened paint box, smiling like a flower at the young man not far away.

She is very beautiful, with a round face but small, big and bright eyes, black and dense eyelashes, and two obvious dimples when she smiles.

The facial features are not too prominent separately, but they are combined together to make people's eyes shine.

With a gentle temperament, she lowered her head and brushed her hair casually, and when she raised her eyes again, her eyes were as bright as stars, as if they would shine.

She was wearing a light blue gauze skirt, the breeze blowing gently, the skirt was rippling, under the sunshine, it looked like a beautiful oil painting.

Hearing this, the young man looked at her—the paint in his hand, and nodded lazily.

Seeing the young man's indifference and even cowardice towards her, Bai Key was not discouraged. Compared with the young man's ignorance and avoidance of other people, this kind of reaction was already very face-saving.

Especially when her eyes were focused on the faint beige halo covering the boy's body, she knew that the boy now had tried hard to classify her as one of his own.

The boy's name is Luan Nanming, who suffered from severe autism due to an accident in his childhood, and Bai Yao in this world is a young and promising psychologist who was hired to take care of the boy full-time.

"Let me open it for you." Bai Key walked a few steps quickly, and when he reached the front, he half-bent down, keeping his eyes on the same level as the boy before speaking.

It turned out that the boy was sitting in a wheelchair, and his legs were covered with blankets, so he couldn't see the specific situation.

But from the exposed slender ankles, it can be seen that the legs are severely atrophied. If there is no exercise, I am afraid that I will have to rely on a wheelchair for the rest of my life.

The boy didn't speak, but nodded.

Bai Key smiled and patted his head, carefully opened the package, took out the paint and handed it to the young man, tilting his head to watch the young man paint quietly.

Only when the boy was occasionally pensive, would he lean over and ask in a low voice if he wanted to drink water, whether he was hungry or not.

"Miss Bai." An aunt wearing an apron came out from the back room, holding a tray containing two glasses of watermelon juice, "I've been looking at it all day, you must be tired, I'll take your place and go to rest."

Aunt is a servant of Luan's family, and because Bai Yao treats others with kindness and friendliness, the two have a good relationship.

Bai Key turned his head, put his index finger on his lips, and hissed softly.

Mottled tree shadows fell on her face, flickering on and off.

"Aunt Li, keep your voice down, Xiao Ming is thinking." Bai Key walked over, looked back at the young man with his back to them, and said in a low voice.

Aunt Li is getting old and doesn't know what autism is or depression is. In her eyes, the young master was frightened by those things when he was a child and became a dementia.

She felt that there was no need to hire a doctor at all, she only needed to hire a personal nanny, just like looking after a child, taking care of the young master's diet and daily life.

That's why she just said what another person looked at.

"What are you thinking about, don't you just stand there in a daze, the sun doesn't come into the house, or can I get you a fan here to blow it? The family is bored in the house all day long, and it will be uncomfortable if you suffer from heatstroke A while." Aunt Li said in a rambling manner.

Bai Key smiled, shook his head, took the tray from Aunt Li's hand and put it aside, and said in a low voice, "We are under the shade of a tree, we will be fine, and next time, please don't stand in front of him. What are you talking about watching, I’m not looking at him, I’m accompanying him, painting with him.”

Aunt Li glanced at it, then lowered her voice: "Why, I understand."

"..." Bai Key nodded, "Sure."

"That's fine." Aunt Li said, "I'll know next time."

"Thank you for the watermelon juice. You can see that your forehead is sweating." Bai Yao took out a pack of wet tissues and handed it to her, "Hurry up and go back. We will go back when Xiao Ming finishes painting this painting."

"Hey." Aunt Li said again, "Call me if you need anything."

Bai Yao hummed, and suddenly asked, "Miss Luan is back? I just heard movement in her room."

Miss Luan's name is Luan Han, she is Luan Nanming's older sister, she just came back from abroad, and now she is the acting president of the Luan Group, she has been in contact with Bai Yao a few times, she is a ruthless person that she is so scared that she wants to avoid it.

"Yes." Aunt Li has worked in Luan's family for decades. She watched Luan Han grow up and was sent abroad. She loved her as her own daughter, and felt sorry for her when she needed her family the most. It is not easy to work alone in a foreign country when I am with you, so I am very concerned about her.

Aunt Li said, "I'm still cooking mung bean soup in the kitchen. Miss Bai will come in and drink it later."

It's better to be respectful than obedience, Bai Key said thank you, and then greeted: "Don't miss Bai, miss Bai, see you more, just call me by my name."

From the corner of the eye, Luan Nanming stopped writing, Bai Yao greeted Aunt Li, walked over with a watermelon juice, inserted a straw and handed it to Luan Nanming, seeing that the other party didn't answer, put the straw to his On the edge of his mouth, he whispered softly: "Aunt Li squeezed it, it's sweet, and it's delicious."

Luan Nanming glanced at her, and slowly bit the straw, a tinge of red rose up.

Bai Yao just held it up like this, and watched with a smile as he slowly drank the whole glass of watermelon juice.

Aunt Li saw Luan Han standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window at a glance when she returned to the house, and hurriedly brought over the remaining watermelon juice and the sliced ​​watermelon platter.

Aunt Li stood behind her, followed her gaze, and saw Bai Yao coaxing Luan Nanming to drink watermelon juice and wipe his mouth before saying, "Miss Bai likes the young master very much. The young master has her to take care of him, so he doesn't get sick all the time like before."

"Has she been here for two years?" Luan Han asked.

"Yes." Aunt Li said, "I was worried when she first came, saying that she is a famous doctor, but she is too young, how can she take care of others, but I didn't expect Miss Bai to not only take care of others , is quite patient, and has a good relationship with us, he is a good boy."

"Yes, he's a good boy." Luan Han's lips curved slightly.

Obviously she was just repeating her own words, but for some reason, Aunt Li trembled slightly when she heard it, and then forced a smile with her mouth grinning.

The eldest lady was very cold when she was a child, and she was like a popsicle when she came back from abroad for a few years, she could freeze the people around her if she didn't pay attention.

Aunt Li also heard Luan Han call, she was not angry at all from the beginning to the end, but every word was like an ice pick, which could accurately poke the heart of the person on the other end of the phone thousands of miles away, freezing the person into an ice sculpture.

In fact, the eldest lady is very beautiful and has a good figure. She has more temperament and aura than the queens and gods on TV now, but it is too cold, and others dare not look at her face at all.

When she didn't speak and looked over with her thin lips tightly pressed, the person being stared at was like a prey who fell into a trap and was discovered at any time, as if she would pounce on her and bite her neck off in the next second.

After staying in front of the eldest lady for a long time, Aunt Li felt uncomfortable and her throat was slightly tight.

She put down the tray and said to herself: "Mung bean soup is ready. Add some sugar to cool off the heat. Miss Bai likes to eat such little desserts."

As soon as she turned around, she heard Luan Han asking from behind: "Does she like sweets?"

"Yes." I don't know why the eldest lady is so interested in Miss Bai all of a sudden, but Aunt Li said, "I just said that she is mature and stable, and can take care of others, but after all, she is young, and she is still a child at heart. I don’t like to eat, but I like to eat messy snacks. I remember eating snacks from Daoxiang Village once. I couldn’t digest the food. Those glutinous rice products..."

"Not a long memory?" Luan Han usually didn't show his emotions, but he showed his interest in Bai Key just now, and now he frowned slightly.

She stared at Bai Key in the yard for a while, and said in a low voice: "A good boy will be punished for making mistakes. If he doesn't have a long memory, he must be punished until he has a long memory."

Aunt Li didn't hear what she said, turned around and left.

She didn't notice Luan Han's eyes looking at Bai Yao behind her at all, it was deeper and hotter than usual her scared eyes.

She pointed her fingers on the glass, and her fingertips just covered Bai Han's face.

Luan Han squeezed lightly, as if pinching Bai Yao's delicate face, rubbed his fingertips, and the corners of his lips curled into an inevitable curve.

"!" A gloomy chill suddenly rose from the soles of her feet, Bai Yao shivered, she looked around without a trace, "Could it be Luan Han who came here?"

"Are you afraid of her?" The electronic voice of the system sounded in my mind, with very doubts in my tone.

"Who's afraid of her?" Bai Key rubbed the goosebumps on his arm, rolled his eyes, "It looks like she's not easy to mess with, one more thing is worse than one less thing, everyone in a wealthy family is secretive and secretive, so I'd better hide point."

System: "After all, you are still afraid."

Bai Key: "Shut up."

The system stopped talking.

Knowing that he would have said this earlier, and even bothering to find a reason, Bai Key rolled his eyes.

After painting for a whole afternoon, the painter was fine, and Bai Key's eyes were blurred. Finally, when Luan Nanming wanted to go back, she quickly tidied up the drawing board, fearing that Xiao Ming's inspiration would strike again a second later.

She only took off the painting, others will be cleaned up.

Bai Key rolled the painting carefully, and asked with a smile, "This painting is more colorful than the one two days ago. Xiao Ming is in a good mood today."

Luan Nanming looked up at her, then immediately lowered his head.

Bai Key took his hand and walked back, tilted his head and asked softly, "Are you hungry? What do you want to eat?"

When the two of them entered the room, a burst of coolness hit their faces, and they immediately felt refreshed.

But Luan Nanming, who was still relaxed just now, instantly stiffened his muscles, and hid behind Bai Yao like a hamster, pulling Bai Yao's arm to peek.

Bai Key: "!" She slowly raised her head, and sure enough, she saw Luan Han standing in front of the two of them.

Brother, that's your own sister, why are you hiding behind me?

You are afraid, I am even more afraid!