Back to when the Great Demon King was a child

Giorgio spoke so slowly, yet so sincerely.

His talking eyes stared at Jin Chu for a moment, as if in this infinite universe, his eyes could only accommodate Jin Chu, and even his light brown eyes only reflected The figure of Jin Chu alone.

Jin Chu froze in place, and he found himself unable to move.

At this moment, his sensory world was unprecedentedly clear. He could sense the vibration frequency of Giorgano's voice when he spoke, he could feel the hot air exhaled by Giorgano when he breathed, and he could also feel that Giorgano was holding him. The heat from the palm of his cheek was gradually heating up, almost burning his skin.

His heart started beating faster again.

Boom.

Boom.

Like tireless.

It seemed that it would pop out of his chest in the next second.

Jin Chu raised his right hand to cover his chest, feeling the intensity of his heartbeat.

When he looked at Giorgano again, he felt that even Giorgano looked at him with an astonishing temperature, so hot that he didn't care about Giorgano's still holding his cheek, and subconsciously went Back away.

Qiao Jianuo was unexpected, and before he even had time to retract his hand, his body fell forward following Jin Chu's movements.

"Damn it!" Giorjano was frightened to death, trying to grab the wooden bed under him in a frenzy.

It's a pity that most of his body has been planted outwards, even though his two hands waved wildly in midair for a long time, he didn't catch anything.

Jin Chu was standing below, facing Qiao Jianuo.

Seeing that he was about to bump into Jin Chu, Qiao Jianuo gritted his teeth and turned the direction, and fell abruptly to Jin Chu's right.

Just when he was about to come into close contact with the ground, he suddenly felt hands wrapping around his waist, and then, with a little force from those hands, he directly pulled Giorgano into a warm embrace.

The imagined pain did not hit.

After Qiao Jianuo fell down from the upper bunk, he was hugged by Jin Chu and rolled on the ground twice. He was pressed on Jin Chu's body, his face was pale as paper in fright, his hands rested on Jin Chu's chest, and his mouth was open. He kept panting.

Jin Chu frowned slightly, and groaned in pain.

Only then did Qiao Jianuo come back to his senses, and immediately found that Jin Chu's forehead was covered with cold sweat.

"Jin Chu! Are you okay?!" Qiao Jianuo hurriedly got up from Jin Chu's body. He supported Jin Chu's shoulder, his voice was trembling with tension, "Do you feel any pain?"

Jin Chu didn't stand up, but sat directly on the ground, leaning against Qiao Jianuo, his face was ugly, his thin lips were tightly pressed, and he shook his head slightly.

Qiao Jianuo felt the weight of Jin Chu leaning on him, and he didn't even dare to move for a while. He took a deep breath and said rather remorsefully, "You can dodge just now."

Jin Chu said, "What about you?"

"What am I?"

"If I dodge, you'll fall."

"..." Facing Jin Chu who spoke so seriously, Qiao Jianuo suddenly felt a little embarrassed, "Anyway, I have rough skin and thick flesh, so I'm fine if I fall."

Jin Chu added lightly: "You are head-down, if you want to fall, you should fall your head first. Are you sure you are all right?"

"..."

"Having said that, I suddenly kind of want to see what it would be like to fall head-on."

"Jin Chu, enough is enough." Qiao Jianuo's temples throbbed, and he said in a deep voice, "Shut up!"

Jin Chu shut up obediently.

The two of them sat on the cold floor for a while. Giorgio felt that the time was almost up, so he gently tugged Jin Chu's arm: "Can you get up?"

"Yes, yes." Jin Chu's tone was a little puzzled, "It seems that there is something wrong with my hand."

Giorgio was stunned for a moment: "What happened to your hand?"

Jin Chu tilted his head to look at Qiao Jianuo, calmly as if he was talking about something unrelated to him: "Maybe it's a dislocation."

"..."

Jin Chu said again: "I was smashed and dislocated by you."

"..."

Just now Jin Chu pointed the back of his head at Giorgio, so Giorgio couldn't see Jin Chu's face, now Jin Chu turned his head to face him, and he saw—Jin Chu's face was covered in cold sweat, his brows almost knit into one knot, lips a little purple, seems to be enduring pain.

Qiao Jianuo was silent for a long time, and opened his mouth: "Jin Chu."

"Ok?"

Qiao Jianuo's expression changed suddenly, and he cursed viciously: "Aren't you very patient? You deserve it!"

at dinner time.

Qiao Dong and Chen Yue sat on the sofa, while Qiao Jianuo and Jin Chu sat side by side on the small stool opposite the sofa.

Facing the gloomy and dignified expressions of Qiao Dong and Chen Yue, Jin Chu seemed not to feel anything, and ate slowly, but Qiao Jianuo was restless, not even daring to look up at his parents. look.

In this stuffy air, Giorgio kept his head buried, scooped up the steamed egg in the bowl with a little aggrieved, then raised his hand and fed it into...Jin Chu's mouth.

Jin Chu opened his mouth and ate the spoonful of steamed eggs in one bite.

Giorgio took back the spoon, glanced at his bowl of untouched rice from the corner of his eye, and felt unbearably hungry, then raised his eyes to Jin Chu who had been fed by him for a long time, and couldn't help asking: "You Are you full?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Yue who was opposite picked up a roll of toilet paper and threw it at his head.

Giorgano couldn't dodge in time, and was hit on the forehead by the roll of toilet paper.

The toilet paper fell, and Giorgio caught it with one hand, and threw it back on the sofa.

"What are you talking about? It's not because of you that Xiao Chu is like this, but you have the nerve to remind me!" Chen Yue said angrily, "Look at you, you are all in junior high school, and you even ran to search Bed, you can just fall on it yourself, but what's the matter if you implicate Xiao Chu in it?"

Qiao Dong, who never blamed Qiao Jianuo very much, also sighed and said, "And you also dislocated both of his hands, and you didn't even leave him with a hand to eat."

Giorgano was speechless, so he had no choice but to pick up the bowl and chopsticks depressedly.

"Okay, okay, I see."

Qiao Jianuo picked up a mouthful of rice with shredded pork, and handed it to Jin Chu's mouth: "Open your mouth."

Jin Chu shook his head.

Giorgio helplessly: "What's wrong?"

Jin Chu frowned slightly: "Can I eat it separately?"

"..."

If Jin Chu didn't say anything, Qiao Jianuo would have almost forgotten that Jin Chu has a very strange habit, that is, he doesn't like to put food together and feed it into his mouth. He usually eats the food first, and then eats, following this step in an orderly manner go on.

But Giorgio wanted to complain as early as in his previous life.

Sooner or later, Jin Chu's way of eating will make the food meet in his mouth. What's the difference between mixing it and sending it into his mouth?

no difference...

Qiao Jianuo glanced at Jin Chu's powerless hands on his knees, then at Chen Yue, who was staring at him, and finally swallowed his complaints, trying to squeeze out a bright smile of hard work: "Of course, you say What is what."

Then, he scooped up a large spoonful of rice and stuffed it all into Jin Chu's mouth.

Jin Chu choked suddenly and almost choked out.

Chen Yue on the opposite side knew everything and got up angrily: "Qiao Jianuo! Did you do it on purpose? Are you itchy?"

Giorgio was taken aback, quickly put away the bowl and chopsticks, and sat up straight.

Chen Yue was really pissed off by Qiao Jianuo, she thought that this child was too naughty, and even made fun of a sick patient, so she walked over to the coffee table immediately, trying to drag Qiao Jianuo to the bedroom to teach him a lesson.

Who knew she hadn't gotten close to Qiao Jianuo, so Jin Chu called out: "Aunt Chen!"

There was a rare trace of anxiety in Jin Chu's tone. He coughed twice, and he didn't speak until he swallowed all the rice in his mouth, "I'm fine, don't be angry."

Chen Yue touched Jin Chu's shoulder distressedly: "Auntie is not angry."

"It's good if you're not angry." Jin Chu smiled, his dark eyes looked like gleaming obsidian under the light, "Then go back and sit down and eat, or the food will be cold."

Chen Yue: "..."

She finally understands that Jin Chu is protecting Qiao Jianuo!

After getting this idea, Chen Yue couldn't laugh or cry, she looked at Qiao Jianuo who was hiding behind Jin Chu like a quail, and shook her head helplessly.

forget it.

These two children are really willing to fight and suffer.

After being beaten up by Chen Yue, Qiao Jianuo didn't dare to mess around anymore. He honestly fed Jin Chu, took a few mouthfuls of food, and then took the initiative to clean up the dishes very diligently.

Jin Chu's hands were not seriously injured. Dr. Xie said that it would be fine to rest for a few days, but it was very inconvenient not to be able to carry things during these few days, and Qiao Jianuo had to do everything for him.

Even taking a shower.

However, Qiao Jianuo considered that Jin Chu was very resistant to being bathed by others, so after much deliberation, he had to dig out the wooden bucket he had used before.

That wooden barrel was bought by Qiao Jianuo when he was just in primary school, and it is already a bit old, but it is still usable, and it can just hold the current Jin Chu.

The wooden barrel was a bit heavy, and Giorgio and Qiao Dong worked together for a long time before moving the wooden barrel from a corner of the kitchen to the bathroom. The wooden barrel had accumulated ash for many years in the corner, and the surface was covered with a layer of obvious If you reach out and touch the dust, you will leave a few conspicuous fingerprints.

Qiao Dong clapped his hands and found that the dust on his hands was not clean, so he had to go under the faucet to rinse.

"This bucket is too dirty. It needs to be washed several times." Qiao Dong shook the water off his hand, turned to Qiao Jianuo who was inspecting the wooden bucket, and smiled gleefully, "You wash it yourself, I will It won't help you."

Giorgio snorted without looking back: "Wash yourself, wash yourself."

Qiao Dong said: "It's not suitable for this bucket to be kept in the bathroom all the time. It's not convenient for us to take a shower. It's very troublesome to move it to the old location after it's used up."

Now Qiao Jianuo was finally willing to tear his gaze away from the wooden barrel. He leaned over and held Qiao Dong's arm with a smile, and said coquettishly, "Dad, I will work hard on you when the time comes~"

"This is your business!" Qiao Dong quit, and then he wanted to push Qiao Jianuo away, "Do your own business, I'll help you once is enough, and you can do the rest yourself."

Giorgio opened his eyes in disbelief: "I can't carry such a heavy barrel by myself."

Qiao Dong said mercilessly: "If you can't move it, move it slowly. It's only a short distance from the bathroom to the kitchen. Just drag it bit by bit."

Giorgio: "...you are so ruthless."

Qiao Dong said bluntly, "I'm just ruthless."

"Since you are so ruthless, don't blame me for being rude." Qiao Jianuo narrowed his eyes, and when Qiao Dong was not paying attention, he reached out and wiped his neck.

Qiao Dong was taken aback for a moment, and quickly turned to look in the mirror, only to see a black mark smeared on his neck in the mirror, and Qiao Jianuo behind him was about to run away.

"Giojano!" Qiao Dong's angry roar sounded from the bathroom, "Stop! You are dead tonight!"

in the bedroom.

Sitting in front of the desk, Jin Chu looked down at the textbooks for the first grade of junior high school that were piled up on the table. He couldn't use his hands for a while, and it was inconvenient to read, so he sat on the chair in a daze.

The sound of Qiao Jianuo and Qiao Dong fighting outside came from outside, through the non-soundproof walls and doors, and rang in Jin Chu's ears.

The expression on his face was very pale, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Until the sound outside gradually faded, Jin Chu waited for another ten minutes before getting up and going to the bathroom. He knew that he couldn't take a shower in his current situation, so he had to see if he could do it on his own.

The toilet and bathroom at home are connected together, and the door of the bathroom is half open. When Jin Chu walked to the door, he heard the sound coming from inside.

Like someone is brushing something with a brush.

Jin Chu paused as he walked forward. He realized that there was someone inside, so he turned around and walked away. By turning around, he saw clearly what was going on inside.

Giorgano pouted his buttocks, his upper body was buried in a big wooden bucket, and he was brushing the wooden bucket.