The Poor Baby’s Manipulation Manual

The kindergarten is off work at four in the afternoon, but because of the need to take care of parental transportation, young people generally have to leave the school after more than five.

At this moment, the children of the whole class have been taken out. He Qing slowly packed up the facilities in the classroom, and finally turned off the lights, he would turn around and go out.

"Hi!" Photographed violently with his hands behind him, the young man shivered. He turned back with some horror, but he saw a beautifully dressed woman standing behind him. When he saw him, his face was full of mischief. Successful smile.

"How about, scared!"

After seeing who it was, the expression on the young man's face was helpless. He showed a gentle smile and nodded slowly.

Zhong Yulin pulled him out intimately, and asked in his mouth, "A Qing, how have you been at school today, who hasn't been bullied?"

The young man smiled and shook his head, his eyes warmed even more.

This is his best friend and the person who has been helping him. This kindergarten was opened by her. How could anyone bully him?

Zhong Yulin saw that he didn’t seem to be reluctant, so she let go of her heart, holding the young man’s arm intimately and said coquettishly, “Then let’s go to your house for dinner at night, I want to eat what you cook, these days City A is on a business trip, but I'm exhausted."

The youth will not refuse her request. He smiled and nodded, typing on the phone, [we first go to the supermarket to buy your favorite dishes. 】

"Okay!" Zhong Yulin's flower-like face was full of happiness, holding the young man's arm tighter, "A Qing is best for me."

He Qing smiled and shook his head. Actually speaking, Zhong Yulin should be kind to him.

At the beginning, when his throat was cut open and he fell down in the alley, unable to call for help, it was Zhong Yulin who passed by to save him. Not only did she not save her life, but she also took care of him and helped him to introduce work, so that He Qing could not The speaker came to the kindergarten to teach the children to paint. These kindness and kindness were always remembered by He Qing.

In his heart, Zhong Yulin is as intimate as a relative, and also the most important person he sees.

Looking at the smiling friend beside him, the young man couldn't help but show a gentle smile, followed her out of the school.

A gentle and handsome young man, a beautiful and elegant woman, the two of them walked together with a smile on their face, looking like a beautiful landscape.

But in Shi Yue's eyes, this scene was dazzling.

The man asked Cheng Qing from where He Qing worked, but he did not expect that Zhong Yulin was actually here.

Moreover, he stood beside He Qing in such an intimate posture.

He sat in the car and slowly opened the window. He recalled that Cheng Xi said nothing but tell him He Qing was a teacher in kindergarten. Feng squinted slightly, his eyes full of gloom.

In the end, does he know the existence of Zhong Yulin?

At this moment, the two people approached slowly. In this direction, you can even hear the voice of a woman floating down the wind, "Then let's make another soup, OK?"

The man looked at the young man outside the car with a blank expression and nodded with a smile, the spoil in his eyes almost overflowed.

The woman was getting closer to the young man, but he could only watch silently through the car window.

Shi Yue squeezed his fists slowly, his eyes staring at the young man who smiled softly.

"Mr. Shi? Are we still going in?"

Beside the driver's voice, Shi Yue looked coldly at the two as they walked farther and farther, laughing angrily, "Follow them."

He wants to see, where has he been looking for He Qing for so many years, where is he hiding!

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He Qing's cooking is very good. He has been cooking since he was a child. His throat was so hurt that he couldn't go out. In those days, he studied the recipes at home every day. Soon after returning home, a dish full of color and flavor was put on the table.

"Wow!! It's so fragrant!" Zhong Yulin sat in the seat looking forward expectantly, her eyes full of admiration, "A Qing, you are too powerful! I don't know who will be so lucky to be able to marry you in the future!"

The young man shyly smiled and sat down for a quiet meal.

He knew that he would never get married in his life.

Zhong Yulin has long been accustomed to his silence, and still carelessly nagging, "A Qing, you know, no, another parent called me today and said that the child you taught won the prize. This is the first Five now!"

"Since you came to be a teacher, there are more children transferred from kindergarten, this is your credit..."

He Qing is very clear that Zhong Yulin’s parents have their own companies, and she is the only daughter in the family. How could she lack this money? She said that she just wanted to make herself happy.

The young man smiled and looked at the woman who had been talking, her eyes full of tenderness.

After the two had finished their meal, Zhong Yulin was leaving. She loved to be beautiful. The shoes she wore today were a pair of hate. When bending over and wearing shoes, she did not know how to slip under her feet, and she was about to fall.

The young man's eyes suddenly widened and he quickly reached out to help.

--"Be careful!"

The next moment of hoarseness, dryness, and the sound of old building blocks eagerly ringing, He Qing's throat was as painful as a fire.

Zhong Yulin immediately looked at him worriedly with the help of the young man in the next second. Sure enough, he saw his painful frown, "Does it hurt again?"

She knew that He Qing could not speak again after her throat was hurt, otherwise it would be very painful. She was obviously looking for the best doctor, and she also said that there was no problem with her vocal cords, but she could not be cured.

Thinking of the young people's unwillingness to try, they could only endure the pain in a white face. Zhong Yulin clenched his hands and barely smiled on his face, "It's alright, it will always be cured."

"Then, Aqing, I'm going first."

Not seeing the reluctance in her look, the young man endured the pain and smiled and nodded her away.

Zhong Yulin slowly closed the door, thinking of the young man's painful and forcible endure, and guilt flashed in her eyes. She hesitantly took the steps and left He Qing's house.

But in my heart, it seemed like a huge stone was hung, reminding her every moment of what she had done.

【have they gone? 】

【gone. 】

After He Qing closed the door, his slender fingers gently stroked at the throat, feeling the gritty, uneven scar, the gentle smile at the corner of his mouth seemed mocking.

This body is really too painful, so he is needed, isn't he?

Putting down his hand, the youth's eyebrows became gentle again.

The man sitting in the car looked at the back of the woman leaving, his eyes cold.

No wonder he couldn't find He Qing no matter what method he used in these years. It was originally hidden by Zhong Yulin.

I just don’t know, when Ming Ming had no relationship with He Qing, why did Zhong Yulin help him...

But these are not important now. The most important thing now is to go to meet his old classmate who has not seen him for many years.

Thinking of what He Qing would show when he saw himself, Shi Yue's face was full of joy, and he got out of the car and walked upstairs.

When the young man finished washing the dishes, he heard the knock on the door, and he wiped his hands in doubt to open the door.

Did Yulin forget something?

The door opened, and Junxiu's eyes were full of mildness, and he looked at him with a smile, and then the smile froze in his face.

Outside the door, the handsome man slightly raised his lips, as usual, raising his eyebrows and spreading his arms, "He Qing, don't you welcome me?"

Facing the youth with a pale and stiff face, Shi Yue didn't mind at all. He smiled and turned back the door closed under the young man's frightened sight.

"boom!"

The sound of the door closing was not very heavy, but it fell like a thunder in the ears of the youth. He turned his face in white, and staggered back, looking at the man's eyes full of fear.

"What are you afraid of?" Shi Yue didn't seem to see the young man's frightened eyes. He hooked his lips to meet him, and pressed his shoulder to the shoulder. Feeling the trembling of the person under him, the smile on his face increased.

He Qingyue was afraid of him, and the more joy he felt in his heart, he easily took the young man's shoulder and led him to the sofa. The man seemed to come to his home, and the uncle lay down lazily.

"We haven't seen you in so many years, and you won't give me some tea."

With that said, he took the cup on the coffee table, "Come, and pour it for me now."

The young man was like a frightened little animal, poured him a glass of water tremblingly, and handed it over carefully. The moment Shi Yue took the glass, his spirit was extremely tense.

He still remembers that Shiyue used to let him pour water at school. He deliberately didn't pick up the cup to make him hot. Afterwards, he blamed him for having dropped the cup. He even bullied himself for this reason.

Fortunately, under his nervous vision, Shi Yuean took the cup steadily and drank it. At the moment of the entrance, his eyebrows were frowning and he was picky: "Why is it boiled water, do you have no tea drinks? Or Liquor is fine too!"

The young man's expression was even more anxious. After his throat injury, he could not touch the food with a little stimulus, and Zhong Yulin did not like to drink, so he didn't prepare these at home.

He was bullied too much in the past, but now he is afraid when he sees Shi Yue, and he dare not catch up with others, shaking his hands nervously typing on his mobile phone, and shaking his hand to an impatient man.

[Can I buy it now? 】

"What the hell?"

Shi Yue looked at him with a twisted eyebrow, and his expression immediately became more impatient. "What are you doing typing? You don't have a mouth to talk? Why has it been so long, it's like a dumb!"

Hearing the last sentence, the young man's face was whiter, and his eyes were full of humiliation, but he looked at people tall and tall, even Shi Yue, who was taller than before, and finally bowed his head silently.

He had not resisted before, but Shi Yue's methods of torturing people were too powerful. After a few trips, He Qing had completely dared not resist him, and could only bear these inexplicable contempt and bullying.

Seeing the young man lowering his head and not talking, Shi Yue felt annoyed out of nowhere. He stood up, and under the frightened sight of the young man, he grabbed his collar like before, and his expression was as fierce as before.

"I didn't hear you talking!"

The collar was pulled apart, the covered scars were exposed, and Shi Yue's eyes paused, and he looked at the dark, scary scar on the youth's original white neck.

"How is this going?"

Regardless of He Qing's struggle, he subconsciously continued to pull down the collar, and finally, the scar that almost spread to the neck and contrasted with the fair skin beside him was completely exposed.

Shi Yue loved to fight since he was a child, just glanced at it, and he could imagine how thrilling the scene was when he was injured.

His eyes changed, his hands holding the young man's collar burst into blue muscles, and his eyes were full of fear and ruthlessness, "Who did it! Who did it!"

Who is it, who dares to move him!

【Ding! Shi Yue's favor: 75】