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

He Nanlou gave him a cold look, took off his underwear, stepped on the baby's footstool, and stepped into the bathtub.

The bottom of the bathtub was designed to be non-slip. Qiao Annian was still not at ease. Seeing Xiaotuanzi sitting safely in the bathtub, the water was just up to the child's waist, "Then I'm going out? The clothes are on the Here. When you come out later, you can put on your clothes yourself."

Before going out, Qiao Annian was worried, and warned again, "Don't soak for too long, your body will lose water easily. I'll come and call you in 10 minutes. OK?"

He Nanlou rolled his eyelids coldly.

Xiaotuanzi's eyes are beautiful, the pupils are very black, really like the stars in summer, very bright, the double eyelids are deep, very beautiful.

Qiao Annian was taken aback by the child's gaze, and wished he could hold the child and take a bite.

In order to prevent the child from wiping his face with the back of his hand, he finally held back.

"Hey, it's a deal. Come, make a seal." The thumb lightly pressed on the child's forehead.

He Nanlou: "..."

The bathroom door was gently closed, and the boy went out.

...

He Nanlou sat in the bathtub, and the water in the bathtub just reached his waist.

This is a relatively safe water level for children.

Once before, He Nanlou habitually filled up the water in the bathtub, causing the water in the bathtub to almost cover his shoulders when he sat down.

Qiao Annian noticed the details that he didn't even notice.

Not only that, but the position of the moving object rack is just right, as long as he gets up, he can reach the position with his hand.

This kind of carefulness is definitely not something that a 12-year-old boy can perform if he wants to.

People's subconscious reaction, it is difficult to deceive people.

Without any warning, he called Joannian's name, and Joannian responded, which should have been a completely instinctive reaction in that situation.

A layer of frost covered He Nanlou's brows and eyes.

It's the same person, but with completely different personalities.

The problem... Where did it go?

"What? Is it because I'm afraid I'll make you look too ugly? Don't worry, I'm still very good at shooting characters. Many celebrities and artist studios have asked me out..."

He Nanlou suddenly remembered what the boy said unintentionally before.

At that time, he thought it was the boy bragging.

If not?

If what the boy said is true...

He Nanlou tried to clear his mind.

Since his rebirth, Qiao Annian seemed to be a different person, there was no doubt about that.

He had doubted before whether Qiao Annian would be reborn like him.However, he quickly overturned that guess.

Facing him, it was impossible for Qiao Annian not to show a little timidity and... hatred.

If it wasn't for rebirth, and if the juvenile was acting out, then there was only one possibility, and that was that Qiao Annian wasn't in that shell at all.

However, when he tentatively called Qiao Annian's name, the other party responded to him again.

He Nanlou's eyes were ridiculed, unless the other party was also named Qiao Annian, there was no reasonable explanation at all...

Suddenly, He Nanlou clenched his palms tightly, and a cold light suddenly burst out from his eyes.

Is this the truth?

The person living in that shell was not 12-year-old Qiao Annian at all, but a stranger with the same name and surname as Qiao Annian?

He Nanlou's heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.

If it is even possible for him to be reborn, then what is impossible?

...

"Ah-"

Qiao Annian was carrying his schoolbag on one shoulder, and in his hand was the knitted vest that he had taken off in the room of He Nanlou.

Walking to the door of the room, he sneezed loudly, rubbed his itchy nose, and Qiao Annian pushed the door open with one hand.

"Every year—"

Qiao Annian didn't expect that there would be someone in the room and was startled.

Zhang Qianrou was tidying up Qiao Annian's desk when she heard Qiao Annian's sneeze and turned her head.

The mother and son met face to face.

"Sorry, did mom scare you? Mom didn't mean it. Your school uniform was left in the yard just now."

Zhang Qian touched Qiao Annian's school uniform jacket hanging on the back of the chair, and explained softly.

"Um...thank you."

Qiao Annian stood at the door and didn't go in.It is not suitable for lonely men and widows to live in the same room.

Zhang Qianrou didn't know what Qiao Annian was thinking. When she saw her son standing at the door, she waved to her son, "Silly boy, why don't you say thank you to mom. Is the schoolbag not heavy? Put it on the chair."

Joannian: "..."

The big man who habitually regards himself as his third year, always forgets that he is only 12 years old now.

He couldn't just stand at the door like this, so Qiao Annian had no choice but to go forward and put the schoolbag and the knitted vest on the chair together.

Zhang Qianrou frowned slightly, "Why don't you put on the vest. Mom heard you sneezing just now, didn't you?"

Qiao Annian: "No need. My nose was itchy just now, and I was sweating all over. I have to take a bath later."

"Oh."

Zhang Qianrou responded, and unconsciously stroked Qiao Annian's schoolbag on the chair back and forth.

Qiao Annian noticed Zhang Qianrou's small movements. Looking at the situation, he seemed to have something to tell him, so he asked tentatively, "You are, do you want to tell me something?"

Zhang Qianrou was obviously taken aback. After a moment, she nodded hesitantly, "Well, Mom has something to tell you..."

Joannian nodded: "Say it."

Zhang Qianrou fell silent instead.

Qiao Annian's eyes showed doubts, what exactly did Zhang Qianrou want to tell him?

After a long time, Zhang Qianrou said softly, "Niannian, I'm sorry."

Qiao Annian looked slightly surprised.

Zhang Qianrou sat down on the chair. She held Qiao Annian's hand, pursed her lips slightly, and looked guilty: "Just now, it was my mother who was wrong. Mom shouldn't think you are skipping class without asking you first, let alone , scolding you in front of Zhou Ma and Xiaolou. Mom is too anxious. Can you... forgive mom?"

Joannian: "..."

Let's just say, if you apologize, you should apologize. Can you stop holding his hand every now and then?

Qiao Annian wanted to withdraw his hand in embarrassment.

Zhang Qianrou thought that her son was still unwilling to forgive herself, her eyes darkened, "Niannian...Are you still angry with mother?"

Qiao Annian: "...No. Don't think too much about it. As I said, I did something wrong in this matter. I shouldn't have taken a taxi home without telling you, let You are worried. Let me assure you that if I ask for leave from school and go home early, I will call you in advance to prevent you from worrying. "

So, can you give me a hand first?

...

With red eyes, Zhang Qianrou touched Qiao Annian's head in relief, and looked at his injured arm: "How is your arm now? You said you had a day of class at school today. Your arm hurts a bit, how about now? Is it better? Have you seen the doctor in the infirmary, has the school doctor bandaged you again?"

Qiao Annian's arm did hurt during the day, but it hurt because he accidentally touched the wound.He hurt his left hand, not his right hand, so he wouldn't be able to take a class and still hurt his arm.If his arm really hurt that badly, he wouldn't have been able to play with Xiaotuanzi for so long.

He just didn't want to take physical education class, so he went to the infirmary to issue a certificate.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Qianrou actually remembered what he said so casually before.

Qiao Annian: "Well, I re-bandaged it. What the school doctor said is similar to what Uncle Gu said, telling me not to eat spicy food recently, and be careful not to touch the wound with water. It will take a while."

Hearing this, Zhang Qianrou frowned slightly, "That's right, your wound is not easy to touch water. Then can you take a bath later to fix it? I need mother's help..."

"No need!" Qiao Annian decisively interrupted Zhang Qianrou.

Zhang Qianrou was startled, then laughed, and said with a bit of helplessness: "Okay. Mom knows, she will be shy when she grows up every year."

Joannian: "..."

Is he shy?He doesn't want to be a hooligan, okay?

He is so difficult.

Zhang Qianrou let go of Qiao Annian's hand and stood up, "Then you will go downstairs after taking a shower, and mother will wait for you to have dinner together. Remember to be very careful when taking a bath, don't touch the water, or it will cause inflammation Not good."

Qiao Annian nodded, "Yes."

Zhang Qianrou smiled softly and patted his head again.

Joan has nothing to love in his life.

How long will he have to wear this 12-year-old shell?

...

The wound on his arm was inconvenient to touch the water, so Qiao Annian didn't choose to take a shower, but just squeezed some shower gel on the wet towel and wiped his body slightly.

He has experience in this matter. When he was a child, he was beaten to pieces by his father and stepmother. This is how he handled it.Avoid the wounded area and only scrub the rest of the body.

It's just that there were too many injuries at that time, and he took a bath with warm water directly, and the shower gel was useless.

If the shower gel accidentally touches the wound, it will be more painful than warm water. The key is that the foam is not easy to rinse.

After taking a shower and going downstairs, Qiao Annian accidentally saw Xiaotuanzi at the dining table.

The little guy was sitting on the exclusive children's dining chair, and there was a red cartoon dinner plate in front of the table.

Qiao Annian almost couldn't laugh out loud when he thought of the little guy's little red underwear.

So did the childhood boss have such special preferences?

Prefer red.

As expected of the hero!Ha ha ha ha!

As if sensing his gaze, Xiao Tuan, who was sitting on the children's dining chair, looked towards him.

Qiao Annian smiled and waved to the child.

The little guy stared straight at him with black pearl-like eyes.

Joannian's lips became brighter.

"Come here and sit down, Xiaolou has been waiting for you for a while."

Zhang Qianrou was arranging the bowls and chopsticks. From the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Qiao Annian coming down the stairs, and beckoned him to come and sit down.

"it is good."

Qiao Annian agreed happily. Hearing that the child had been waiting for him for a while, his heart felt like biting into a cotton candy, sweet and soft.

He walked over briskly, and pulled away the dining chair next to Xiaotuanzi, "Are you hungry? What do you want to eat? I'll grab it for you."

On He Nanlou's dinner plate, Zhou's mother made pork ribs, corn, and diced chicken. On his right hand, there was also a bowl of fish ball soup, which seemed very rich.

Qiao Annian still scooped up a spoonful of custard, put two or three broccoli flowers on the plate where he put the rice, "Eat more, don't be picky eaters, grow fatter and stronger, In this way, no one will dare to bully you in the future. Do you know?"

After thinking about it, he asked again, "Do you want to drink milk? I'll make you a cup of powdered milk?"

He remembered that when he was a child, his stepmother made a cup of milk powder for his younger brother every morning and evening, and later on, his younger brother really grew up to be stocky and strong.

Zhou's mother, who was picking fishbone for the young master with chopsticks, hurriedly said, "No need, Young Master Qiao, I'll just go..."

He Nanlou: "Yes."

Mother Zhou looked at the young master in astonishment.

Qiao Annian was happy, he stood up from his seat, "Okay, I'll go and soak you right now."

...

Qiao Annian would know that Xiaotuanzi is still drinking milk now, because it is mentioned in the book that Yuanshen used to make fun of the male protagonist about this matter, mocking the young male protagonist who still drinks milk at the age of six, laughing at how immature and shy he is. .Taking advantage of the absence of Zhou Ma and Zhang Qianrou, she sprinkled the milk powder on the little hero's head like a heavenly girl scattered flowers.

In short, the horrible things that Yuanshen did are to the extent that as long as readers read them, their fists can be hardened immediately.

Zhang Qianrou was worried, "Niannian, do you know how to make milk? Making milk powder is not as simple as you think. First of all, the water should not be too hot, and the amount of milk powder must be..."

"I know. The amount of milk powder should be appropriate, brewed in warm water, not too hot water, or the nutrition in the milk powder will be lost. Don't worry, it's just making milk powder, I will."

Qiao Annian said, and walked to the kitchen.

Zhang Qianrou's beautiful eyes widened slightly, with a look of surprise, she couldn't help but looked at Zhou Ma in doubt: "He was right. Zhou Ma, did you teach him?"

Mother Zhou shook her head blankly, "I didn't teach it."

How could she teach Qiao Shao how to brew milk?What's more, even if she teaches, is Young Master Qiao an obedient master?

"Could it be that when I was making milk powder for the young master, Young Master Qiao saw it, and if I saw it a lot, it would be okay?"

Zhang Qianrou nodded hesitantly: "Well, it might be like this..."

The transparent floor-to-ceiling windows separated the kitchen and the dining area. From the perspective of He Nanlou, Qiao Annian in the kitchen could be clearly seen.

The boy obviously didn't know where the milk powder was, so he searched around after entering the kitchen.

He didn't find it, and the young man didn't show any impatience on his face. Finally, when he found the milk powder can on the top of the Weibo stove, he looked happy.

Qiao Annian didn't go to get the cup right away, but picked up the milk powder can and looked at it.

After that, he put down the milk powder can, then turned around to pour a glass of water, opened the milk powder, scooped three level spoons of milk powder, and stirred with a spoon.

It should be the milk spilled, or the milk powder was spilled when scooping up the milk powder just now. Qiao Annian was wiping the sink with a cloth in his hand.

I went to wash my hands, wiped my hands with a paper towel, closed the lid of the milk powder jar, and put it back in place.

Careful, clean, and not bad tempered.

This is the result of He Nanlou's observation in just a few minutes.

In sight, the boy walked out with the soaked milk.

He Nanlou lowered his eyes and looked away.

...

"By the way, Xiaolou, Niannian. We have something to do in the evening, we are out to socialize, and we don't come back for dinner. So the three of us eat at night."

Even though Qiao Annian and He Nanlou never asked about He Weishen, Zhang Qianrou explained to the two children during the meal.

Qiao Annian gave a "tsk" in his heart when he heard this.

What entertainment, so important?My own son has a fever, and I have never cared about it.

If you don’t want your child to take safety measures in the first place, since you have brought people into this world, why do you ignore them?

Irresponsible.

Qiao Annian didn't have any good impressions of all the parents in the world who only cared about giving birth, not caring about fostering, so he said "Oh" lightly.

He is not the original body, and he has no affection for He Weishen, a scumbag father.

Qiao Annian was a little worried about Xiaotuanzi. In the original novel, the male lead had a deep attachment to He Weishen, his father, when he was young.

Worried that Xiaotuanzi would be sad, Qiao Annian peeled a prawn and put it on the children's dinner plate, "Uncle He may be busy. It's okay, if you want to listen to a story or have a nightmare at night, you can come to my room. I'll read it to you."

He Nanlou's spoon, avoiding the piece of shrimp meat.

Touched by Qiao Annian's hand, dirty.

Qiao Annian caught a glimpse of the little guy digging mouthfuls of rice from the side of the shrimp, but he just didn't touch his shrimp, and laughed angrily.

He thought that after the "immersive" play with him in the afternoon, the children liked him quite a lot.

Dare to love, or despise him?

Qiao Annian was not discouraged.

Yuanshen had done so many bad things to Xiaotuanzi, how could he expect the child to fall in love with him so quickly.

take it easy.

...

"Deng dong, dong dong—"

After Qiao Annian finished washing, the phone on the bed kept ringing.

The instinct engraved in the DNA of social animals made Qiao Annian rush to get his mobile phone when he heard the message ringing, fearing that he would miss important information from customers.

Turning on the phone, Qiao Annian was stunned for several seconds by the visually stunning selfie screensaver.

Yep, he has ghost clients on his phone.

This phone is not his!

Qiao Annian sighed dejectedly, sat down on the children's bed, stared at the screen of the phone with absent-minded eyes, and stared blankly for a while.

It took a long time before Qiao Annian moved.

He might not be able to go back.

If the phone is not used for a long time, the screen will automatically turn off.

Qiao Annian clicked on the screen, and his vision was once again impacted by "violence and ugliness".

Even if it wasn't the first time Qiao Annian saw this screensaver, he would still be shocked by the angle of the original selfie.

Really, other people's selfies are either handsome or funny, but the original body seems to be... how ugly, how come.

The half-bright and half-dark lighting, the Selfie angle of the underworld, and some retouching can completely become a promotional photo for a horror movie.

Qiao Annian wouldn't be frightened by the selfie of the original body that was too underworld, but it's true that his eyes are hot.

After all, the phone wasn't his, Qiao Annian said in his heart how offending he was, and clicked on the settings.

Qiao Annian didn't click on the photo album, or search for mobile phone screen saver materials on the Internet, but clicked on WeChat, found "File Transfer Assistant", opened it skillfully, clicked on the photo on the screen, save, save, save...

After saving all the photos in the file transfer dialog box, Qiao Annian reopened the settings and selected one of them in the album.

OK, done.

Qiao Annian happily admired the cute photo of Xiaotuanzi drinking orange juice on the screen, the corners of her lips couldn't stop rising.

The photo was sent by Qiao Annian in advance and saved in the "WeChat Transfer Assistant" before deleting the photo in the album.

Qiao Annian's eyes were smug.

What is this called?

This is called ginger or old spicy.

...

The cell phone was still ringing.

It was only then that Qiao Annian remembered that he knew how to check his cell phone just now because the phone's messages rang frequently.

As a result, I was so focused on changing the screensaver just now that I completely forgot to read WeChat messages.

Qiao Annian clicked on WeChat again.

The six-year (6) class group floated at the top, and in the upper right corner of the group message, there were three conspicuous ellipses.

Qiao Annian was shocked.

Have these children been using their mobile phones in retaliation since they left school?

This is too chatty!

Lin Kele: "Ah! I'm going to die! Today's paper was written by someone?! Did any of you finish it? @Everyone"

Zihang: Today's math paper is a little difficult.

Qian Fei: Huh huh huh, even the math representative finds it difficult?No wonder I couldn't solve the last two big questions.Bite the handkerchief.jpg.

Luo Jie: Today's mathematics is so difficult that I feel that I came to the world to make up numbers.Cry, family! ! !

Lin Kele: Can you please stop chatting?family!Who does a good job, shows mercy, and throws down the answers to the math papers? ? ?Teacher Huang is too ruthless. He disclosed @老林 in the parent group, saying that my math homework has a lot of blank pages.So much so that Lao Lin raided my schoolbag, and found three crumpled papers from my schoolbag, and almost lost me!family!After that, let him find out that I only took single digits in the test, and he kicked me out of the house.woo woo woo.In order not to wander the streets, I had no choice but to get up and copy my homework.Make a fist.jpg."

Cheng Yunxi: You are treating the symptoms but not the root cause. It is best to complete the homework by yourself.Only the homework, knowledge and achievements that you have completed can be your own. "

Ruoyi: Hahahahaha, Yunxi, you will be cold in a group like you.

Cheng Yunxi: Why?

Lin Kele: When fish cry, water knows, but when I cry, who knows.So pitiful.jpg.

Luo Jie: Did you get beaten?hurt?Are you crying?Come on, let's take a picture.If it's really dying, I might consider contributing my answer.

Lin Kele: TVT, family members, please don't show yourself.

Zihang: I have finished writing. @林可乐, let me send you a private message.

Lin Kele: Get down on your knees. jpg. Dad! ! ! ! !

Luo Jie: Zihang, how can you give Lele the answer directly! ! !

Luo Jie: Since you have already done it, please soak it in the rain and dew, thank you Dad. @zihang

Joannian: "..."

numb.

He never thought of the fact that he had to do his homework when he got home from school!

...

It was past eleven o'clock at night when Qiao Annian finished all her homework.

Qiao Annian shook his sore right hand, looked at the clock on the table, and saw that the homework spread on the table was all confiscated, so he quickly pushed away the chair and got up——

He had to take Xiaotuanzi's temperature!

When he was about to reach the door of Xiaotuanzi's room, Qiao Annian slowed down.

It was so late, Xiaotuanzi must have fallen asleep.

Qiao Annian turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone, pushed open the door softly, and was startled when he saw Zhang Qianrou's face in the faint cold light.

Zhang Qianrou covered He Nanlou with a quilt, fearing that turning on the light would wake up the child, so she only turned on the flashlight of her mobile phone.

Hearing the sound of the door lock turning, she turned around and was startled when she saw the beam of light coming in from outside the door.

Qiao Annian turned off the flashlight first, and Zhang Qianrou first put her index finger on her lips, and then pointed outside, meaning to go out and talk.

Qiao Annian understood, nodded, and exited the room.

Not long after, Zhang Qianrou also came out with her mobile phone.

Qiao Annian was actually a little sleepy after finishing his homework.

He was yawning in the corridor, and when he heard the door being softly closed, he raised his head.

Zhang Qianrou stepped forward, frowning slightly: "Why are you still up so late? Are you playing games to this point again? Year after year, mom doesn't object to you playing games. You can play on weekends or during school holidays." , Mom still hopes that you can..."

I was worried that my tone of voice would be too harsh to make the children unhappy, and the matriarchal relationship that was finally eased would become tense again.Zhang Qianrou hurriedly slowed down her tone, "Mom hopes that you can play as little as possible while you are in school. Okay?"

Qiao Annian hesitated to speak.

Forget it, even if he told Zhang Qianrou at this time that he was doing homework so late, the other party probably wouldn't believe it.

Qiao Annian yawned and said "hmm".

Zhang Qianrou felt a little bit regretful just now, her tone just now was too harsh, seeing that Qiao Annian didn't contradict him like before, and he didn't shake his head and leave when there was a disagreement, but obediently responded, and couldn't help feeling even more regretful.

She softened her tone, guessing why her son would appear in Xiaolou's room, "Are you here to see Xiaolou?"

Qiao Annian nodded, "You too?"

Zhang Qianrou: "Yes. I took Xiaolou's temperature just now, and it's no longer a fever. Now you can rest assured? It's very late, go back to your room and sleep."

Not to mention that Xiaolou developed a high fever because of being locked up in the attic overnight every year. Even if she was sick every day, Zhang Qianrou, as the half mistress of the He family, was naturally worried, so she came here at night to take a look.

Originally, Zhang Qianrou should have come to take a look last night, but she habitually took a sleeping pill before going to bed yesterday, and when she woke up, it was already the morning of the next day.

"Really? Is the small building fever gone?"

So Xiaotuanzi won't get pneumonia anymore?Then his crisis is mostly resolved?

Next, as long as he behaves well and gains favor, he shouldn't be retaliated by the hero again, right?

"Well. Really, can mom play with this matter? You have to go to school tomorrow, so go back to your room and sleep."

Qiao Annian nodded, turned around and walked back.

After walking a few steps, he turned back, passed Zhang Qianrou, and ran to the door of He Nanlou's room.

Zhang Qianrou looked astonished: "Niannian, what are you doing..."

Qiao Annian put his hand on the doorknob, turned his face, stretched out his index finger, and emphasized: "I'll just go in and take a look, just take a look."

Zhang Qianrou had nothing to do with him, and said helplessly: "Come out after reading it, don't wake Xiaolou up, you understand?"

Joannian nodded.

He pushed open the door, turned on the light of the flashlight, and walked lightly to the bed.

Turn the phone upside down so that the flashlight does not shine on the child. With the dim light of the phone, Qiao Annian saw the child who was sleeping with him with his foot against his mouth. Lie on the bed neatly.

When the child sleeps alone, the sleeping position is unexpectedly regular, but the lying position is too sideways.

Worried that the child would fall to the ground as soon as he turned around, Qiao Annian went around to the other side of the bed, went to the bed softly, and hugged the child from the edge of the bed to the center of the bed.

Zhang Qianrou put the electronic thermometer by the bed after using it, and Qiao Annian re-measured it, 36°4.

It's really gone.

Qiao Annian couldn't help being happy in his heart, he put the thermometer back, smiled, and lightly rubbed the pad of his thumb on the child's cheek with a smile.

The quilt on her body was covered again, and the door of the room was closed softly.

On the bed, He Nanlou opened his eyes.

...

I don't know if it's because of the exams before going to bed.

At night, Qiao Annian had a dream about the exam.

Dreamed that the exam was about to start, and his admission ticket was gone.He has already rang the bell, but he is still looking for classrooms one by one.

One after another, the classroom doors were pushed open by him, and the teachers were filled with unfamiliar faces.

"This classmate, you went to the wrong exam room. Please go out and don't affect other students' exams."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Teacher, I'm going out now."

The invigilator asked him to go out, not to disturb other students taking the exam, he kept saying sorry, and exited the classroom in a panic and anxiously...

Finally found his examination room.

He was still stopped outside the classroom.

"Teacher, please, please let me in, the high school entrance examination is really important to me. Teacher, I beg you..."

"Student, 15 minutes have passed since the exam started. According to the regulations, we cannot let you enter the exam room."

"Teacher, I beg you..."

"Hey... well, it's useless if you beg me. Don't cry, don't cry. If we let you in now, how will we explain to other candidates? You should adjust your mentality and actively prepare for other subject exams. Maybe In this way, the total score can be raised a little bit. Ah."

"Teacher, I beg you, teacher..."

"Teacher, please, let me in, please..."

Qiao Annian kept begging, but in the end, her voice was a little hoarse.

"Student, we really have no way to let you in. If we can let you in, we will definitely let you in."

"Teacher, please, please..."

Qiao Annian woke up from the dream with a hoarse voice.

The curtains were not drawn tightly, and light filtered into the room through the gaps in the curtains.

Qiao Annian stared at the light outside the window, lost for a moment.

After a long time, Qiao Annian moved.

For some reason, his face felt a little cold.

Joannian raised his hand and touched his cheek, it was wet.

After turning on the tap, Qiao Annian bent over and splashed cold water on his face.

The cold water made my hands a little stiff.

Qiao Annian wiped his face with a towel, he looked at himself in the mirror, his eyes were a little red.

I'm almost three years old, and I cried myself in a dream, it's all right.

Qiao Annian turned on the warm water again, and the warm water opened up the pores comfortably.He covered his face with a hot towel, closed his eyes, and applied it for a while before squeezing out toothpaste and brushing his teeth.

After washing up, he habitually closed his eyes and touched the razor on the side of the washstand, but his hands were empty.

Qiao Annian laughed at himself.

At the age of 12, the hair is not fully grown, and the beard is shaved.

...

Changing out of his pajamas, Qiao Annian carried his schoolbag on one shoulder, opened the door, and kicked something.

Qiao Annian looked down, and it turned out to be the Bumblebee figurine Zhang Qianrou gave him.

The figure didn't have long legs, so it certainly wouldn't walk to his door by itself.

He remembered that he went to Xiaotuanzi's room that day to give Xiaotuanzi a gift.Xiaotuanzi refused to accept it, and even smashed the drone.At that time, he was only focused on going back to the room to make sure the drone was not damaged, but he left the bumblebee to Xiaotuanzi.

Xiaotuanzi didn't like the original body, so he didn't want to give Bumblebee to him face to face.The toy belonged to him, and there was no way Xiaotuanzi would want it, so he gave it to him indirectly through this method.

Qiao Annian imagined that Xiaotuanzi was holding the bumblebee and placing it lightly at the door of his room. Before putting it down, he turned his head to see if anyone was passing by and if he would be seen. .

Emma.

How could his cub be so cute!

Joannian bent down to pick up the bumblebee on the ground, and kissed the bumblebee on the forehead.

...

In the living room, He Nanlou was sitting on the sofa, holding an IPAD in his hand, looking at the instantly enlarged face of the boy in the video with a blank expression.

After that, the video screen shakes slightly, it should be that the bumblebee is being held in his hand.

Sure enough, only Joannian's arms appeared in the picture, and his chin was occasionally exposed when he walked around.

From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the boy coming down the stairs, He Nanlou's eyelids slightly closed, and he turned off the video.

The nano-camera in the bumblebee was refitted by He Nanlou.He placed an order for the nano-camera at a nearby electronics mall yesterday, and he also wrote a program for real-time monitoring and tracking in the bumblebee.

The unit of the nano camera is very small, as long as Qiao Annian doesn't look carefully at the bumblebee's eyes, he won't find it...

"Niannian, come here quickly. Xiaolou has already finished breakfast, so you come here quickly and eat your breakfast. Mom will send the two of you to school together."

Ok?

Go to school together?

Holding the bumblebee in his hand, Qiao Annian subconsciously looked at the living room when he heard Zhang Qianrou's words. Sure enough, he saw the neatly dressed Xiaotuanzi on the sofa.

Only then did he realize that according to the setting in the book, Xiaotuanzi is six years old at the moment.

Six years old, isn't it the age to go to kindergarten?

Xiaotuanzi didn't have to go to school before because he had a fever.The fever subsided today, and of course I couldn't escape the fate of going to school.

Ah, Mr. Xiaoba, is he going to kindergarten?

Hahaha! ! !

Sure enough, as long as it is a human cub, there is no way to escape the fate of going to school!

"Why do you still bring toys to school? Come on, give the toys to Mom."

"No, I'll take it myself."

The good cub quietly gave the toy placed at the door, of course he had to hold it with his own hands.

Qiao Annian held the bumblebee by himself, and only after he sat down did he put the bumblebee and the schoolbag on the chair beside him.

Zhang Qianrou had no choice but to urge him to eat as fast as possible so as not to make Xiaolou wait.

"Come on, remember to drink the cereal."

Zhang Qianrou pushed the cereal on the table to his table "

"Thank you."

Noticing that there was still an untouched breakfast on the table, Qiao Annian said unnaturally, "You... you can sit down and eat too."

Zhang Qianrou was taken aback, "Hey, good, good."

...

Qiao Annian didn't see He Weishen after breakfast, and he didn't know if he hadn't woken up yet, or passed out in some gentle town last night and didn't come back.

Xiaotuanzi seems to have long been accustomed to the fact that He Weishen, his father, doesn't come home at night. From the time he went downstairs to have breakfast until now, Xiaotuanzi has never heard a question from Xiaotuanzi. He was just playing with his IPAD and never heard him ask a question.

Of course, it is also possible that Xiaotuanzi asked, but he went downstairs too late to hear.

Qiao Annian put his schoolbag on his back, and immediately took the bumblebee he put on the chair. Seeing this, Zhang Qianrou disapproved and said, "Shouldn't you bring toys with you to school? Put the toys at home first, okay? "

That's no good, he hasn't said thank you to Xiaotuanzi himself.

"I don't take it to school, I put it in the car."

Qiao Annian said, and went to the living room with the bumblebee in his arms.

"Ma'am, this is the young master's water bottle and sweat towel..."

Zhou Ma came out of the kitchen and gave Zhang Qianrou He Nanlou's water bottle and sweat towel.

Zhang Qianrou had no choice but to reach out to take it first, "Well, give it to me."

...

"Hey! Guess who I am?"

Qiao Annian went around to the back of the sofa on purpose, dangled the bumblebee in his hand in front of Xiaotuanzi, and asked in a gruff voice on purpose.

Without hearing any answer, Qiao Annian laid his head on the sofa and seriously made a suggestion to his son, "Baby, at this time, you can cooperate with me in performing."

He Nanlou turned his face away, and looked closely at the young man with his dark eyes.

Since he is a photographer and well-known in the industry, he should be quite qualified.Not too young, at least, not a minor.

Now, He Nanlou deeply doubted whether his deduction was wrong.

Qiao Annian held the bumblebee in his hand, lightly touched Xiaotuanzi's shoulder with his arm, squeezed his throat, "Thank you, Brother Xiaolou. Thank you for sending me back to Brother Nian."

He Nanlou: "..."

Perhaps, his inference was seriously wrong.

Zhang Qianrou walked over with a thermos bottle and a sweat-absorbing towel in her hand, "Niannian, stop playing. It's time to go out, take Xiaolou to the entrance to change your shoes, or it will be too late."

"Oh, good."

Qiao Annian stood up, walked around to the other side of the sofa, and