Little Mr. is one hundred years old

In the evening, Chen Ziran came over with his own luggage.

So far, all the rooms in Qing Huan's house are full.

M looked at Chen Ziran who was moving things, and said, "It's a good thing I'll come here first, or else my room would be gone."

Chen Ziran glanced at him: "You are very smart."

M smiled and replied: "No, you are smarter."

When the two of them sparkled, Qing Huan came out of the room holding Jiujiu's hand, "It seems that you two had a good chat."

Before Chen Ziran said anything, M replied with a smile: "We will live together in the future, of course we have to get along well."

"Cough cough." Chen Ziran coughed a few times and said, "Yes, that's right."

Qing Huan looked at Chen Ziran: "Where's your medicine? Don't you have to drink medicine every day?"

"The butler will deliver it later." Chen Ziran replied.

"Since I live here, I don't need to send it back and forth." Qing Huan said, "I'll bring the medicine here in the future, and I'll cook it here."

Chen Ziran smiled slightly: "Ahem... ok... I will explain."

Qing Huan lowered her head and asked Jiujiu: "Are you hungry? What do you want to eat?"

Jiujiu asked innocently, "Dad, are we going out to eat?"

"Why go out to eat?"

"But there's no cook here." All residences in Longzhao have their own chefs.

"Is there no food to eat without cooked food?" Qing Huan patted his head: "I'll do it."

"Dad, can you cook?"

"Anyway, you won't be hungry." Qing Huan smiled: "Come on, can you help me?"

"Okay!" Jiujiu said loudly, looking very happy.

"Mr. Bai didn't even ask us what we want to eat?" M asked.

"Of course Chen Ziran's food will be delivered by his people, as for you," Qing Huan glanced at him: "Do you need to eat?"

M blinked: "If Mr. Bai did it, of course you can't miss it."

"You'll just join in the fun." Qing Huan snorted coldly.

"I also want to taste Qing Huan's craftsmanship." Chen Ziran said at this moment.

Qing Huan was silent for a while, and then said: "Whatever, just add two people's rations."

Qing Huan went downstairs with Jiu Jiu, Xiao Lian was playing with Bai Zi in the living room, seeing Qing Huan and the others coming down, when she heard that Qing Huan was going to cook herself, she happily followed in to help.

"Master, what are you going to do?"

"Simple, the noodles are ready."

"I also like to eat noodles." Xiaolian said.

"Jiujiu also likes to eat." Jiujiu followed suit and raised his hand.

"Okay, good boy, you two wash the dishes first."

"it is good."

The three of them were busy in the kitchen when the doorbell rang.

"Master, I'll open the door!" Xiaolian volunteered and ran out.

Who will come at this time... Qing Huan has a bad premonition.

Facts have proved that his premonition is really... too accurate.

"Yo, what a coincidence, just in time for Qing Huan to cook."

Qing Huan turned her head and saw Gu Yuehua standing at the door in a casual suit, and the two behind him - Zhong Li and Ji Zhiqiu.

Qing Huan frowned: "Why are you here?"

"I used to live nearby, so it's not an exaggeration to come and drop by?" Gu Yuehua said.

"Huan, I moved here, right behind your house." Zhong Li smiled brightly.

Qing Huan looked at Ji Zhiqiu, hesitantly said: "Don't tell me...you too..."

Ji Zhiqiu said casually, "It happens that there are vacant rooms nearby."

Where is it just right? ! !These two guys obviously moved here on purpose - and they found it so quickly, they just moved in with their bags...

In fact, what Qing Huan didn't know was that there was also a reason here - because recently, many residents here had seen snakes, and they moved away in fright - because several houses had been vacated, Whether it is waiting to rent or sell, this is all Bai Zi's "credit".

"Huan, are you making dinner?" Zhong Li came in very naturally, and took Qing Huan's hand affectionately: "I didn't have dinner either, do you mind adding me?"

"Although I don't have much hope for your cooking skills, it's enough if you can eat enough." Ji Zhiqiu said.

Gu Yuehua laughed and said, "Qing Huan, I'm not picky about food."

Qing Huan's reaction was: "..."

So, a few more people were added to the dinner that was already full of people——Qing Huan didn't want to drive the guests out at this time.

During dinner, a round table was crowded, but no one wanted to leave the table. Xiao Lian was very sensible. At this time, she held her rice bowl and sat on the sofa with Bai Zi to eat.Jiujiu was sitting next to Qinghuan, sucking noodles, secretly writing down everyone at the dinner table, and preparing to report it to his father - I have to say, this little spy was very successful Well, Jiujiu just obeyed his father's order, as long as he didn't hurt his father, of course he would do it.

After dinner, the three of Gu Yuehua did not leave right away, they completely regarded this home as their own, and finished the fruit and dessert after the meal with peace of mind (the fruit was prepared by Xiao Lian, and the dessert was called by a big restaurant outside) , almost called for supper, until Qing Huan couldn't take it anymore, and invited all three of them out because of Jiujiu's reason for going to bed early tomorrow.Chen Ziran and M lived here, but they didn't get Qing Huan's good looks. It was just a few moments ago that they were fighting with each other, making Qing Huan's head hurt. They left the two of them in the living room. Huan took Jiujiu upstairs to sleep.

In Jiujiu's room, Qing Huan checked Jiujiu's homework before going to bed with him.

Jiujiu lay on the bed, looked at Qinghuan who was sitting by the bed, and said, "Dad, are you really not letting father live with us?"

Qing Huan was silent for a while before saying, "Jiujiu, do you want us to live together?"

Jiujiu thought for a while, and said: "I want Dad to be happy, if Dad doesn't like it, then Jiujiu doesn't want it anymore." Perhaps it was really a natural connection, even though Jiujiu stayed with Long Zhao for a longer time, they became closer Qing Huan.

"Jiujiu, the matter between me and your father... is a bit complicated, you will understand later." Qing Huan stroked the soft hair on his head.

"What about Uncle Chen and the others? They live with us, does Dad like them more?"

"This... There is no such thing as liking or liking more..." Qing Huan said: "There are some things, you are still young, and there are many things you can't help yourself..."

"I know." Jiujiu smiled, revealing the dimples on his face: "When Jiujiu grows up, he will understand."

"Hey, you just need to know that Dad loves you." Qing Huan's face looked especially gentle under the orange light.

Jiu Jiu held Qing Huan's hand: "Jiu Jiu loves Dad too."

"Okay, go to sleep, you have to get up for school tomorrow."

"Well, good night, Dad."

"Good night baby." Qing Huan lowered her head and pressed a kiss on his forehead.

Qing Huan was by the bed, waiting until the villain on the bed let out a shallow breathing sound before leaving lightly.

When going out, Qing Huan saw M sitting on the railing on the second floor.

"Even if you don't sleep at night, don't sit here and scare people." Qing Huan said angrily, "What if Jiujiu gets up in the middle of the night to drink water and gets scared?"

M jumped off the railing and stood in front of Qing Huan: "It seems that you really care about your son."

"You also said that he is my son."

M leaned close to Qing Huan until he locked him against the wall, lowered his head and said in a sexy and seductive voice: "Then Mr. Bai, why don't we have a baby too."

Qing Huan pressed against his body: "You are always like this, trying to make people fall."

"How is it a fall?" M smiled lowly: "I don't want your soul now... Even if it is a fall, I will fall with you..."

"Sorry, I don't want to." Qing Huan pushed him away: "M, I don't want to do this yet."

M shrugged, put his hands behind his head, and resumed his cynical demeanor: "OK, I will wait for you...Mr. Bai, as long as you want, I will take you to enjoy the ultimate happiness...whether it is heaven or hell ..."

The provocative meaning in these words is too obvious...

"Ahem." At this moment, a sudden cough broke the ambiguous atmosphere.

Qing Huan turned her head and saw the person standing in the shadows on the other side of the corridor: "Chen...Chen Ziran, you haven't slept yet..." Tsk tsk, why am I so guilty...why did I get caught? of……

Chen Ziran walked over slowly: "Ahem...Sorry...Did I bother you?"

"No, we're just chatting a few words." Qing Huan separated from M, keeping a distance: "Okay, I'm going to bed, and you guys should go to bed early too."

Qing Huan quickly walked into her room and closed the door.

M glanced at Chen Ziran: "Stupid human being, you'd better not get in my way."

"Ahem..." Chen Ziran said with a cold expression, "I have nothing to be afraid of." Indeed, he has nothing to be afraid of. With his current situation, what worries can he have?

--segmentation--

The sound of wooden fish...the sound of chanting sutras...

Constantly circling in his ears, as if someone was beside him...

"Come back... come back... come back..."

My head hurts...the feeling of bursting...the body is also in a tense state...

"Come back... come back... come back... come back..."

who is... who is talking... who is...

When Qing Huan woke up in the morning, he just felt exhausted, he didn't sleep well all night, and had a dream all night—in fact, he wasn't sure if it was a dream, but there was only a vague image of prayer flags, as if The picture of Yuanyuan, and the sound of wooden fish and chanting scriptures constantly hovering in his ears, as if someone was still talking... It made him have a splitting headache, but he couldn't wake up.

Qing Huan got up from the bed, feeling a little erratic in his body. He shook his head, got out of the bed, picked up the clothes at the side, and when he was about to get dressed, he felt something was wrong... Qing Huan looked at his hands, Then he turned around and looked at the bed——

He's still in bed! ! !

How could this be?

Hasn't he been resurrected?Isn't it fully integrated?why is this...