After dressing as a villain, I'm with the paranoid male protagonist.

"It's none of your business here, you go down first."

He Nanlou's tone was cold.

Zhou's mother was taken aback for a moment, the consternation and faint dissatisfaction that the young master threatened to "call the police" for taking the toy away last night came back to her heart.At the same time, there are grievances and unwillingness to grow.

In the past, the young master would hardly speak to her in such an orderly tone.

Zhou's mother went downstairs displeased. Apart from seeing Zhang Qianrou and Qiao Annian's mother and son eating at the dining table, she also accidentally saw the hostess He Weishen who hadn't appeared at the dining table for a long time.

"Good morning, sir, madam."

Zhou's mother immediately put away the emotions on her face, stepped forward respectfully, said hello to He Weishen, and then turned around to say hello to Zhang Qianrou.

He Weishen held the bread in his hand, and with a smile on his lips, he nodded to Zhou's mother. It was rare for him to ask his son, "Where is Xiaolou? Still sleeping?"

Zhou's mother: "The young master is already up, he asked me to come down first."

There was only the last bite of bread left in He Weishen's hand. He gracefully took the napkin and wiped his mouth with a smile on his lips, "Mother Zhou, go and see if he is alright. It's rare that our family is here today. Since It’s a family, and it’s always warm to eat together. Qianrou, don’t you think so?”

What does Wei Shen mean?Nian Nian is going to be late for school soon, so they have to wait for the small building to come down, and their "family" has eaten, can Nian Nian go to school?Is it because of the fact that the small building was locked in the attic the day before yesterday?

After one night, is Weishen finally going to settle accounts with Xiaonian?

Zhang Qianrou's back was tense, she didn't know how Weishen would deal with Xiaonian, and she was very confused, so she forgot that Zhou's mother mentioned last night that He Nanlou would not go downstairs for dinner in the future.She smiled softly, and echoed softly, "That's right."

Turning his head, he said to Zhou Ma in a gentle and polite voice: "Zhou Ma, please go upstairs to take another look."

But the young master said that he would never go downstairs to eat in the future.

Madam Zhou didn't listen to what Madam said, so Madam Zhou gave He Weishen a scruples look, she knew very well that in this family, the husband had the final say.

So, he went upstairs and asked He Nanlou to come down.

...

In the bathroom, He Nanlou was barefoot, stepping on the stool, staring at himself in the mirror with dark eyes.

He Nanlou raised his hand, and the person in the mirror also raised his hand.

The person in the mirror put his right hand on the antipyretic patch on his forehead.

A child's physical strength is limited, even if he is not sleepy, his body is still difficult to support.Because his body was not very comfortable, he did not sleep very peacefully.Every time I wake up, I can hear the sound of water, the sound of wringing hair into the water, and the water dripping into the washbasin.

Then, his sweaty back, overheated cheeks, palms... were gently wiped, and the heat of his body was relieved.

In the second half of the night, he really fell asleep.

He Nanlou tore off the fever-reducing patch on his forehead, and the deep color in his eyes spread out like thick ink.

Could it be that Qiao Annian was reborn too?

Soon, He Nanlou denied this conjecture.

It should not be.

If Qiao Annian was reborn, seeing him would only bring fear and hatred.

But in those eyes, there was nothing but concern, as if he really cared about his so-called "brother."

No matter what the weasel is, it is impossible to become a little white rabbit, unless he has bad intentions.

Mou He Nanlou threw the fever-reducing sticker in his hand into the trash can together with the towel that Qiao Annian touched last night.

...

After washing his face, He Nanlou's hair was slightly wet, and he walked out of the bathroom.

Zhou's mother opened the door and came in. Seeing that He Nanlou's face was wet and his hair was also wet, she was startled, thinking that the young master had a fever and was still playing with water.Seeing that the child's clothes were not wet, he was relieved a little.

"Young master, are you... have you just washed your face? Wait, I'll get you a towel."

Zhou's mother went into the bathroom and searched everywhere, but she couldn't find the towel that she had put on the towel rack all this time.

"Strange, I remember yesterday morning, it was hung here casually, did it fall on the ground?"

"Mom Zhou."

Bending down, leaning close to the edge of the bathtub, Mother Zhou, who was trying to find a towel, turned her head, "Master, wait a little longer, I will find the towel soon."

There was no gap between the bathtub and the wall, Zhou Ma had no choice but to stand up straight, "Sorry, master, I don't know where the towel went. Wait, I'll get you some paper—"

Mother Zhou walked out as she spoke, took a few tissues from the tissue box in the room, and went to wipe the young master's face, but found that the water stains on He Nanlou's face had been wiped clean, and the hair in front was still wet, but There is no more dripping water.

"Mother Zhou, don't enter my room without my permission in the future."

He Nanlou threw the tissue in his hand into the trash can, his small face showed no expression, but there was an inexplicable coercion that made people dare not listen.

Zhou's mother rubbed the burn on the back of her hand habitually, "I know, I know."

He Nanlou heard Zhou's mother mention the origin of the injury on the back of her hand.Back and forth, like pouring millet, telling him over and over again——

The scar on the back of Zhou's mother's hand was splashed with boiling water to take care of him.

When he was a child, whenever he saw Zhou's mother rubbing the burns on the back of her hands, he would feel a little gratitude and admiration for the nanny who took care of him.

He used to think that this was Zhou Ma's unconscious little action, but now it seems that maybe it was an unintentional action at first, but it may not be the same later.

He Nanlou: "What do you need from me?"

Mother Zhou was taken aback.

In the past, every time the young master saw him rubbing his hands, he would ask her childishly if it hurt...

Did the young master not notice the scar on the back of her hand this time?

"Mom Zhou?"

Mother Zhou quickly regained her senses, "It's Madam who asked me to come up to urge you to see if you are well. Please go downstairs and have breakfast together."

Zhou Ma skillfully omitted the part where He Weishen asked about He Nanlou, and only relayed Zhang Qianrou's words.

He seemed to say something unintentionally, "It should be that Master Qiao is going to be late for school, Madam, hurry up."

It was like Zhang Qianrou was urging He Nanlou to go down for dinner because her own son was going to be late for school.

If He Nanlou was only a six-year-old child, he would not have heard the faint provocative meaning in Zhou's mother's words, but would only feel dissatisfied with Zhang Qianrou in his heart.

He Nanlou's eyes turned cold.

really.

Mother Zhou's thoughts towards him were not as simple as she showed on the surface.

He Nanlou sat down on the sofa, his buttocks hit a hard object, He Nanlou turned his head, it was Joan who left in his room yesterday and forgot to take it away, and then he randomly threw it on the bumblebee.

The master is disgusting, and his toys are also disgusting.

He Nanlou picked up the bumblebee and wanted to smash it down, his eyes darkened, and he changed his mind temporarily.

"Young master..." Mother Zhou wanted to persuade her again.

He Nanlou raised his head coldly, "Mother Zhou, don't make me say it a second time."

The child's face was sullen, and he was somewhat similar to the old man in power of the He family.

Zhou's mother didn't know why, but suddenly her heart froze, and she didn't dare to chatter like before.

She grumbled, frowning, and went out.

When the door was closed, I peeked through the crack of the door, and the little man didn't even get up before him, and he was playing with the new toy in his hand.

Why has the young master become so unlikable in the past two days?I was never obedient at all.

Zhou's mother stretched her face, and went downstairs very unhappy.

...

"Don't bother eating sandwiches, you should also drink soy milk, or you will easily choke. One bite of sandwich and one bite of soy milk will not be too dry, and you can eat faster. Soy milk is freshly ground by mother in the morning. Try it for mother See if the sweetness is just right."

Zhang Qianrou pushed the soy milk beside Qiao Annian to his hand.

As a mother, she didn't know that her son was lactose intolerant, which made Zhang Qianrou very guilty.She wanted to ease the parent-child relationship, so she ground the soybean milk herself in the morning.

The soybeans were soaked yesterday, and some rice and peanuts were added to it, so that the taste will be more mellow.

Qiao Annian wasn't just eating sandwiches, he was just... procrastinating for time.It's best to delay the school time, it's best not to go to school!

He ate slowly on purpose, even if Zhang Qianrou handed the soy milk to his hand, he still swallowed it slowly on purpose.

While Qiao Annian was drinking soy milk, he was not surprised to see Mama Zhou coming down the stairs alone, but Xiaotuanzi was missing.

Since Xiaotuanzi said yesterday, he will eat in his room from now on, so he will never appear on the dining table in a "condescension".

Among the people at their table, one is the vicious villain who bullied him since he was a child, the other is his own father who ignores Xiaotuanzi all year round, and the other is his future stepmother who has no blood relationship.If it were him, he wouldn't want to go downstairs to eat this meal.

Isn't it delicious to eat alone?

Zhang Qianrou noticed Qiao Annian's eyes, and saw Zhou's mother who came down the stairs alone, her beautiful eyes showed a slightly surprised look, "Zhou's mother, why are you alone? The small building hasn't washed yet." ?"

"The young master said he won't go downstairs, so let me bring it up for him to eat."

Although Zhou's mother replied Zhang Qianrou's words, she carefully glanced at He Weishen's expression.

He Wei didn't show any anger on his face, instead he sighed half jokingly and half seriously, "It seems that I've been away from home for too long this time, my little baby doesn't even kiss me anymore, even with me I don't even like having breakfast together."

Qiao Annian was eating breakfast, and was really powerless to complain about He Weishen, a father.

What about the baby?

Ning's little baby was kidnapped, and Ning Du only cared about being romantic and happy.

Is this how Ning treats Ning's little baby?Whose baby is so precious by the parents?Whose little baby can be so unlucky?