Monster System: Quickly Transmigrate Male God's Favorite

Chapter 479 Bamboo horse is very irritable every day (45)

Qian Qiu stretched out his hand and pulled the hook with him.

Xie Zhinian blinked his eyes, and a faint smile appeared on his thin lips.

He opened his arms and said, "Can you come down?"

Qianqiu jumped forward.

Jumped into the arms of the boy.

She raised her hand.

Xie Zhinian was so frightened that he closed his eyes tightly, as if he was ready, he pursed his lips tightly, waiting for her to squeeze his face.

Qian Qiu stared at him so closely.

Xie Zhinian's eyelashes were long and thick, trembling slightly with nervousness.

He waited for a long time, but the feeling of being pinched on his cheek was delayed, and a gap was secretly opened.

"You...don't you pinch?"

"Of course I pinch." Qianqiu said, both hands finally dropped.

She holds the boy's face in her hands.

Xie Zhinian closed his eyes again, and bit his lips, as if to give up his face.

Qian Qiu's voice rang in his ears, and he said slowly:
"But not now."

"..."

Xie Zhinian was taken aback, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes again.

The graceful arcs of his eyelashes in the air fluttered away like butterflies, and there were fragments of light and shadow in his eyes, a little dazed.

"If you make me angry, I'll pinch it back."

Qian Qiu lowered his hands from his cheeks, put his arms around his neck, and lay lazily on his shoulders.

"Save first."

When Qian Qiu was talking, he yawned and his voice became even weaker.

"I'll lie down for a while and call me when I get home."

"……Oh."

Xie Zhinian responded subconsciously, not letting Qianqiu fall.

Wait until he takes another look.

She had her eyes closed, her cheeks buried on the side of her neck, drowsy.

"Why do you sleep all day?" He couldn't help muttering.

Qian Qiu replied sullenly: "You sleep better."

Soft, clean, and I really like the taste.

Great for sleeping.

Xie Chinian: "..."

……

Xie Zhinian carried Qianqiu to the room.

As soon as he walked out the door, Chu Mu waved to him.

Every time he came back, Chu Mu would chat with him a few words and ask about the situation in the school.

This time.

However, Xie Zhinian keenly saw a clue from her face.

The first mother sat in front of him, still smiling, but she hesitated to speak.

"Chinian, how is your relationship with your mother?"

The first mother's tone was smiling, as if she wanted to chat about homework.

Xie Zhinian could see the hesitation and pity in her eyes.

His heart skipped a beat, and he pursed his thin lips slightly.

"What happened to her?"

The boy's voice was hoarse and immature.

He looked at the first mother with calm eyes and a calm expression, not like a child under age at all.

The first mother looked at Xie Zhinian, and a moment of astonishment appeared in her eyes.

Xie Zhinian slightly lowered his eyes, blinked, raised them again, and looked at the first mother in front of him.

He continued: "She is sick, or..."

The boy's voice paused for a moment, and he did not continue, his eyes beckoning.

The first mother thought that Xie Zhinian was just a child, but she was extremely defensive and didn't feel safe.

Children from such single-parent families are extraordinarily delicate and sensitive.

She didn't expect that his thoughts, even beyond her imagination, seemed to know everything.

The first mother paused, and asked tactfully:
"Have you not been in touch for a long time?"

Xie Zhinian thought for a while and said, "No..."

A few days ago, she left a message on a post-it note.

"Hasn't she never been home?" First mother was taken aback.

(End of this chapter)