Little Mr. is one hundred years old

Qing Huan went home to get a change of clothes, but she didn't want to see a person at the door of the house—that person was standing under a tree, looking up at the window with light, his expression was so focused that it seemed to merge with the night.

Qing Huan sighed and walked over: "What are you doing standing here? Why don't you knock on the door?"

Hearing Qing Huan's voice, he was startled and turned around: "You're not here..."

"Whether I'm here or not, since I'm here, shouldn't I knock on the door to confirm? What's the matter standing outside?"

Ji Zhiqiu pursed his lips, looking a little uncomfortable, muttered a few words, but couldn't say anything complete——

"Okay, come in with me, if you have anything to say, go in and say it."

Ji Zhiqiu followed Qing Huan in silently, with his head down like a frustrated large pet.

The lights in the living room were on, but there was no one there. Even the lights in the kitchen were turned on, all the way to the upstairs. It should be said that all the lights were on... and the TV in the living room was also on. By the way, the blanket on the sofa was in a mess, pillows and snacks were thrown all over the floor, a lot of fish food was scattered by the pool over there, and a watering can was even tilted to the ground, with a puddle of water...

Qing Huan's forehead twitched, but before he could open his mouth, the culprit ran down the stairs "thud thud thump", and then rushed into Qing Huan's arms with lightning speed: "Master!" , Master...you are finally back..."

Anyone with that soft, pitiful voice would soften their hearts, but Qing Huan pulled him away with a cold face at this time: "I'm only going to be away for three days, what are you doing? Do you want me to come back if I don't come back?" demolished the house?"

Xiao Lian pursed her mouth, lowered her head guiltily, and rubbed her bare toes on the carpet uneasily: "Xiao Lian knew I was wrong..."

"Knowing your mistakes is just talking about your actions?" Qing Huan said with a cold face, "Go, clean up everything you messed up, or go out and stay tonight."

"Yeah, Xiao Lian will go right away—"

Looking at Xiaolian's busy back, Qing Huan shook her head, then turned to look at Ji Zhiqiu: "Tell me, what do you want from me?"

"I..." Ji Zhiqiu withdrew his gaze from Xiao Lian, and said hesitantly, "What happened in the afternoon... I'm sorry..." Why does it feel so awkward?That little one was taught a lesson by Qing Huan just now...

"I'm sorry? What did you do wrong?" Qing Huan asked knowingly.

Ji Zhiqiu gritted his teeth: "The situation in the afternoon... I was in a hurry, I'm jealous of whoever made you lean towards that person..."

"I dare say I did something wrong..." Qing Huan dragged on.

"No, it's my fault." How could Ji Zhiqiu still be stubborn at this time, he just couldn't bear Qing Huan's half-smile-"Can't I admit my mistake to you? I just lost my temper all of a sudden." , I can't control it..."

"I thought you could change your temper by going to that school." Qing Huan rolled her eyes and motioned for Ji Zhiqiu to sit down on the sofa that Xiaolian had just packed up, "What do you want to drink?"

"But... no, it's fine." Because he wanted to calm down, he didn't even dare to mention his own preferences.

Qing Huan held back her laughter, turned around and went into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, took a bottle of yogurt for herself, and then took the last can of Coke——

"That's me..." Xiao Lian who was cleaning up the kitchen scraps at the side wanted to stop her, but she didn't dare to say anything more after seeing Shang Qinghuan's eyes——He flattened his mouth, obviously he bought it for himself, so he just bought it for himself. The last time I heard it...

"I'll buy it for you next time."

Qing Huan went out with the drink and threw the can of Coke to Ji Zhiqiu. He quickly caught it, but he was not in a hurry to open it, "Thank you."

"Are you sure you want to be so polite with me?" She only confessed to herself in the afternoon...

Ji Zhiqiu was repeatedly stabbed by Qing Huan. If it was normal, he would have blown his hair, but now he is in a weak position...

Seeing him suppressing his temper, Qing Huan thought in her heart that "children can be taught", looked at her watch, and said, "It's getting late, when are you going back to school?"

Ji Zhiqiu squeezed the Coke can: "Is that why you don't want to be with me?"

"I'm afraid that you will be punished by the school rules for delaying your return to school, okay?" Qing Huan knew that the kid still couldn't hold his breath.

"I'll go back to school tomorrow morning." Ji Zhiqiu said dryly.

"Oh, then don't you go home? You haven't been home for so long, your grandpa must miss you."

Ji Zhiqiu raised his head and stared at Qing Huan: "Bai Qinghuan! What do you mean? Is there an order to evict guests?"

"Why can't you understand human language, kid? I care about you..."

Ji Zhiqiu immediately stopped him: "Do you dare to deny that you don't want to see me?"

Qing Huan was silent for a while, and said: "It's not that I don't want to see you, I just don't want you to misunderstand..."

"Misunderstand what?" Ji Zhiqiu stared straight at him.

"A boy of your age can easily fall into emotional troubles. In adolescence, he may not be able to tell what kind of liking it is. Maybe it's just a simple liking..."

"Fuck! I'm an adult, isn't he a junior high school student with no hair?" The Coke can in Ji Zhiqiu's hand has been pinched out of shape—"Also, what do you mean by my age? Don't you? ? Do you really treat me like a child???"

"You think you are very mature?" Qing Huan sat down beside him, and then suddenly looked at him close enough to see the pores on each other's faces: "Then tell me why you like me?"

"Why..." Ji Zhiqiu couldn't utter a complete sentence at all. Qing Huan was so close that his breath sprayed on his face. His moist eyes and red lips made him completely unable to concentrate...

Qing Huan moved away slightly, allowing him to see her entire face clearly: "Am I good-looking?" She lowered her voice with charm.

Ji Zhiqiu was stunned: "It looks good..."

"Then if," Qing Huan touched her face, "if this face wasn't the one it is now, disfigured, disgusting and hideous, would you...would you still like me?"

Ji Zhiqiu stayed for a while before replying: "It has nothing to do with your face, when I say I like you, I like you!"

Qing Huan shook her head lightly: "No, no, if I'm ugly, you might feel disgusted even if you look at me more, how can you like me?"

Ji Zhiqiu felt that he had been insulted, and his face was livid: "Bai Qinghuan, what do you mean? I said that I like you, not your face..."

"Okay," Qing Huan pursed her lips and smiled, "Then let's do an experiment."

"What test?"

"Just listen to me obediently." Qing Huan said seductively, "If you pass this test, I can consider being with you."

"Okay." Of course Ji Zhiqiu agreed.

"Xiao Lian," Qing Huan turned her head and called to the kitchen, "Bring me the pocket watch in the drawer in my study."

"Hey!" Xiao Lian moved quickly, ran upstairs, then quickly found what Qing Huan wanted, and then flew down again, handed the pocket watch to Qing Huan, then stood where she was, with her little head raised, Smiling, looking obediently waiting for praise.

Qing Huan patted him on the head: "Okay, it's nothing for you here, you can go back to your room."

"The kitchen..."

"Okay, let's talk about it tomorrow, let's go."

"En!" Xiao Lian immediately ran upstairs as if she had been pardoned.

Only Qing Huan and Ji Zhiqiu were left in the living room.

Qing Huan picked up the pocket watch and said to Ji Zhiqiu, "Sit down and listen to my orders."

"Ah."

Qing Huan held the silver chain of the pocket watch, raised it high, let the pocket watch stand still, and then said to Ji Zhiqiu: "Now, look at the ruby ​​in the middle of the pocket watch, and keep your eyes on it."

Ji Zhiqiu followed suit.

Qing Huan began to manipulate the chain, and the pocket watch swung from side to side at a constant speed like a pendulum, slowly, slowly...

"Look at it, don't think about anything, relax, just look at the ruby, yes, yes, good boy..."

Ji Zhiqiu stared at the ruby ​​seriously at first, while listening to Qing Huan's gentle voice, he had never been so relaxed as at this moment—maybe he was too relaxed, he felt his mind was getting more and more chaotic, and he really wanted to sleep ...I really want to sleep...

I don't know how long it has passed, it seems like a long time, it seems that there is only a little time, only a "click", Ji Zhiqiu opened his eyes, and then saw the face sitting opposite - Qing Huan's face, fair and delicate face, so beautiful It's outrageous—but the next moment, his face became more and more uneven like a wrinkled paper, and it looked like an orange that had lost moisture... Then his face was pitted and pussy, and his face began to fester and rot until there were pieces of it The flesh fell down, and the blood flowed down his face, onto his clothes, sofa, and his hands...

Ji Zhiqiu's eyes widened.

"Ji Zhiqiu," Qing Huan's voice became hoarse, as if it had been sharpened with sandpaper: "Do I look good..."

He opened his mouth, revealing a bloody mouth, and then stretched out a long red tongue towards Ji Zhiqiu——

"Plop" sound.

Qing Huan looked at Ji Zhiqiu who was fainted on the sofa, and smiled "puchi" - it was really funny that the fantasy he created made him faint - as expected, he was still a child.

Qing Huan got up, stuffed the pocket watch into her pocket, then arranged Ji Zhiqiu's body, let him lie on the sofa, and then covered him with a blanket.

At this time his cell phone rang, Qing Huan hurriedly picked it up and walked towards the kitchen - it was Chen Ziran calling.

"When are you coming back?" Chen Ziran asked.

"I'm today..." Qing Huan glanced at the sofa, and then said: "I'm not going back tonight. I have something to do. I'll come back tomorrow morning. I'll bring you breakfast. What would you like to eat?"

Chen Ziran originally wanted to ask him why he didn't come, but his words had already been diverted there, so he had no choice but to give up: "Whatever."

"A breakfast shop near my house has good nutritious porridge and steamed buns. I'll buy them for you to try."

"Okay." Chen Ziran was not a picky person in these aspects.

"Well, you should go to bed early too, and it won't be too late to read those documents."

"Ah."

Qing Huan hung up the phone before returning to the living room. Ji Zhiqiu was still in the same position, not fainting, but falling asleep.

He picked up a magazine about antiques under the coffee table and read it - he couldn't sleep anyway, so he looked for something to do.

Until the end of a magazine, Ji Zhiqiu still fell asleep—according to the trend, some fell asleep this night.

I don't know if I will have a nightmare...

Qing Huan leaned over to look at him, but found that at some point, two water marks appeared on his face——

Huh?Cried? ? ?

Don't cry even if it's a nightmare—what the hell did he dream about?Can make Ji Zhiqiu cry...

Qing Huan took out a tissue and carefully wiped off the tears on his face, then got up, and was about to go back to his room to sleep, but he only took a few steps when he heard Ji Zhiqiu's murmuring voice, it wasn't loud, but it was enough to listen to Clearly, his name is——

"... Xue Rang... Xue Rang... Xue Rang..."

Qing Huan stopped in her tracks, and her expression became dark——

Xue... let...