Little Mr. is one hundred years old

Qing Huan took Ji Zhiqiu back home, and when she opened the door and entered, she heard Xiao Lian's childish voice introducing the story of mother-in-law and mother-in-law on TV.

As the main audience, Ruan Ruan sat upright, listened to Xiao Lian's introduction carefully, and nodded from time to time to express her affirmation of Xiao Lian's speech.And Baizi has long been accustomed to Xiaolian's talkative mode. He just curled up silently in a corner of the sofa, with a pad in front of him. He is flexibly using the tip of his tail to tap on the screen of the pad--a ​​demon, a ghost, and a snake are exactly the same. Happy.

"I'm back." Qing Huan said.

Hearing his voice, the eyes of the three in the living room lit up, not to mention the other two, it must be because the snacks that Xiao Lian was looking forward to came!

"Master!" Xiao Lian rushed over and threw herself into Qing Huan's arms - "Master, where are my snacks?"

Qing Huan was reminded by him that she forgot to buy it, and smiled awkwardly: "I forgot..."

Xiao Lian flattened her mouth, tears welled up in her eyes...

"Okay, I'll supply you next time." Qing Huan pulled Ji Zhiqiu who was changing shoes over - "He will stay here tonight."

Xiao Lian looked up at Ji Zhiqiu, temporarily forgetting about the snacks: "Who is he?"

"Forgot? The one who came here before was my classmate, Ji Zhiqiu."

"He is... Ji Zhiqiu?" Xiao Lian opened his round eyes wide, and when he met Ji Zhiqiu's eyes, he reflexively took a step back.

Qing Huan looked over strangely, Ruan Ruan and Bai Zi over there were both in place and had no intention of coming forward.

"What happen to you guys?"

Bai Zi spat out the red letter, and Ruan Ruan next to him spoke first: "Hi, I'm Ruan Ruan."

"Hello." Ji Zhiqiu nodded to Ruan Ruan.

Qing Huan's reaction to Ji Zhiqiu was a bit weird—too calm and comfortable. If it was Ji Zhiqiu before, he would definitely turn around and ask himself Ruan Ruan's identity at this time, but he naturally accepted this sudden appearance in his home girl.

Ji Zhiqiu noticed Qing Huan's gaze and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Sure enough..." Qing Huan said slowly: "The training in the military academy is still effective, and you have become more calm."

Ji Zhiqiu smiled: "Is it a good thing?"

Qing Huan nodded: "Of course."

"Sir, I'm going to cook now." Ruan Ruan suddenly remembered that she didn't cook today - she usually remembered it, but today she forgot because she watched TV with Ruan Ruan - she blamed herself for this.

"Wait." Ji Zhiqiu said, and then said to Qing Huan, "I'll do it."

Qing Huan was taken aback: "What are you here for?"

"Let me cook." Ji Zhiqiu walked straight to the kitchen, Qing Huan paused, and immediately followed.

Bai Zi crawled to Xiao Lian's side, rubbed against his hand, Xiao Lian, who had been in a daze, came back to her senses, touched Bai Zi's head, and murmured: "It's so strange..."

"Xiao Lian, what's wrong?" Ruan Ruan asked suspiciously.

"Master's classmate... so strange..." Xiao Lian frowned and said.

"Mister's classmate, haven't you seen it?"

"I've seen it, but..." Xiao Lian's expression was tangled: "I don't know what to say... Don't you guys think that this Ji Zhiqiu...is a bit scary..."

Bai Zi and Ruan Ruan looked at the kitchen at the same time.

At this time, the atmosphere in the kitchen was also a little weird.

Qing Huan stood aside, watching Ji Zhiqiu pick out tomatoes, onions, peppers, garlic and other ingredients from the refrigerator freely, and then began to wash the vegetables at the sink.

"Ji Zhiqiu..." Qing Huan rubbed against him: "Are you okay?"

Ji Zhiqiu glanced at him: "What can I do?"

"Are you sure you want...to cook?"

"correct."

"When... will you be able to cook?" Qing Huan felt that it was too unbelievable, and it was difficult to connect the current Ji Zhiqiu with the violent and unruly person before.

"Can I not cook?" Ji Zhiqiu asked back.

"..." That's right, Ji Zhiqiu never said whether he knew how to cook, this Wianti--because it wouldn't involve this topic at all!

Ji Zhiqiu turned off the tap: "I want to cook a meal for you."

Ji Zhiqiu's words were obviously very plain, but Qing Huan still heard something different from his words.

"what are you going to do?"

"Let's meet, soon."

Qing Huan looked at Ji Zhiqiu cutting vegetables with a kitchen knife, his movements were too skillful and smooth—as if he had gotten used to it...

"Ji Zhiqiu, ask a question."

"What?" Ji Zhiqiu didn't even raise his head, the onion had already been chopped into evenly sized pieces.

"When you go to the military academy, you're supposed to be studying...the logistics guy?"

Ji Zhiqiu laughed out loud: "Just take it as it is."

The question just now was of course a joke, Qing Huan asked a serious question: "Ji Zhiqiu, are you working hard there?"

"Have you worked hard?" Ji Zhiqiu asked himself a question before replying, "I forgot, it's okay."

That's a weird thing to say.

"If you really learn something there, your grandfather should be relieved."

"You don't have to worry about that." Ji Zhiqiu said, "It's the best thing to do."

"So confident." Qing Huan smiled gratifiedly: "You really have changed a lot."

"People change." Ji Zhiqiu suddenly raised his head and glanced at Qing Huan: "You will change too."

"Me?" Qing Huan raised her eyebrows: "Where else can I change?"

"It's become more..." Ji Zhiqiu paused, "It's even more verbose."

"Whispering?" Qing Huan realized that he was teasing herself, and gave him a supercilious look: "I care about you."

"I know." Ji Zhiqiu reached out and patted the back of Qing Huan's head: "I'm very happy."

His action like patting a puppy made Qing Huan unhappy: "Hey, did you just touch onions and garlic with your hands..."

Ji Zhiqiu laughed loudly: "I forgot..."

"You did it on purpose..."

The two of you talked to each other, and the cooking time passed very quickly-the one pot of noodles was finally cooked.

When Qing Huan saw the noodles coming out of the pot, she felt something was wrong, and after looking at it for a while, she realized—"Ji Zhiqiu, this is plain noodles."

"Yeah, aren't you a vegetarian?"

"That was before, I can eat a little meat now." The kid still remembered his preference.

"I forgot...you eat meat now." Ji Zhiqiu sighed: "I'm sorry, Qing Huan, then you can just make do with it. Next time... next time I will make meat noodles for you."

"Okay, don't forget." Qing Huan replied.

Ji Zhiqiu looked at Qing Huan and said in a low voice, "I will never forget it."

Qing Huan lowered his head, took a sip of the soup, and clicked his tongue twice; "Wow, Ji Zhiqiu, the craftsmanship is really good."

Sitting opposite Qing Huan, Ji Zhiqiu propped his chin and watched him eat noodles: "Then eat more."

"Aren't you going to eat?"

"I'm not hungry."

"Ok."

Qing Huan started to eat by herself - it's just that Ji Zhiqiu, who was sitting opposite, looked a little too focused and... hot.

Qing Huan ate this bowl of noodles very quickly. After she finished eating, she wiped her mouth with a paper towel and said to Ji Zhiqiu, "You have a bad habit of staring at people when eating."

"That depends on who you're staring at. I like to watch you eat."

"What hobby..."

"Because...it's been a long time since I saw you."

"That's because we haven't seen each other for a long time at that school you went to. We can still meet in your room."

Ji Zhiqiu nodded, then pointed to his bowl: "Have you finished eating?"

"Ah."

"Then I'll do the dishes."

Ruan Ruan at the side hurried forward and said, "Let me do the dishes." It's not good enough not to cook for the husband, Ruan Ruan really feels sorry for not even washing the dishes.

Ji Zhiqiu didn't stop him, but just said to Qing Huan: "I'm too tired today, and I'm covered in dust and dust, can I use the bathroom to take a bath?"

"Of course, why are you being so polite?" Qing Huan pointed to the upstairs: "You can use the bathroom in my room."

"it is good."

Before Ji Zhiqiu went upstairs, he suddenly turned around and hugged Qing Huan.

Qing Huan was startled, and pushed him: "What are you doing..."

Ji Zhiqiu buried his head in his ear and said softly, "Long time no see."

"Well... Long time no see... You can let go."

Ji Zhiqiu chuckled a few times, then slowly let go of his hand, turned around and went upstairs.

Qing Huan looked at his back and thought: The problem has not changed.

At this time, his cell phone rang.

When Qing Huan looked at the caller ID, it turned out to be Ji Zhiqiu's grandfather - no way, the old man knew that Ji Zhiqiu was here so soon?That's right, Ji Zhiqiu is neither at school nor home, so he must have come to ask himself...

"Hello? Grandpa Ji?"

"Qing Huan, I'm sorry to disturb you so late." Grandpa Ji's voice was a little anxious.

"It's okay, what do you want from me?"

"It's about Zhiqiu...he's missing." Grandpa Ji said straight to the point.

"Oh, this..." It was really for this.

"Qing Huan, you must help me find Zhiqiu, I really don't know what to do to trouble you..."

"Grandpa Ji, actually Ji Zhiqiu..."

The old man went on to say: "If I knew it earlier, I would have let him go with him... I originally wanted to train him, how could I have thought of such a thing..." He blamed himself very much.

Qing Huan asked strangely, "Where are you going?"

"It's a special mission for the special forces. I wanted to train Zhiqiu, so I arranged for him to follow him to the desert. I didn't expect him to disappear..."

"You mean..." Qing Huan clenched the phone tightly: "Ji Zhiqiu disappeared in the desert?!"

"Yes."

"When did this happen?"

"It's been more than ten days, because the people sent over couldn't find his people, only his things, so I can only trouble you after thinking about it..."

"More than ten days..." Qing Huan slowly looked upstairs...