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The corner of Zhou Xiaoting's mouth twitched.

She looked up and down: "Uncle, first check your age, how dare you call me brother?"

The smile on Xue Qinghe's face couldn't be maintained immediately.

Seeing Zhou Xiaoting turn and leave, he immediately caught up.

"Little girl, are you saying that I am old? I am a man at my current age, the best age, what's wrong with asking you to call me brother. It's wrong to call me uncle."

Zhou Xiaoting stopped in her tracks, "Uncle, you've watched too many stick dramas, brother, brother...don't you feel greasy?"

"I'm not much better than you, am I?"

"There aren't many, just...eight, nine, or eight years old, right? If you strive to get married early, now, your children are all in elementary school, and they just call me sister."

Xue Qinghe...

He never cared about his age.

But, today...

He suddenly wanted to care about it, and wanted Zhou Xiaoting to call him brother, what uncle, there was a generation gap between them.

"That's not what you said. My mother said that she will treat you as her own daughter in the future. In this case, I am your brother of course."

Zhou Xiaoting shrugged.

"Aunt Susu said, you can call you whatever you want, it doesn't matter..."

Xue Qinghe...

He rubbed his eyebrows: "You little girl..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Xiaoting waved her hand: "I won't tell you anymore, I'm going to class."

Xue Qinghe called her to stop: "Wait, I've already gone through the formalities for you to go to school. After school in the afternoon, you pack your things and leave the school. Someone will pick you up outside the school. As for the things in your dormitory, you don't have to worry about them. I'll have someone move them back for you. When you move, is there anything you need to pay attention to?"

Zhou Xiaoting said seriously: "No, thank you!"

"You're welcome, just don't call me uncle, that's all."

"Okay, uncle."

Zhou Xiaoting showed a bright smile at Xue Qinghe, waved her hand, turned and ran away.

The long ponytail rippled beautifully in the air.

She jumped down from the steps on the second floor, the sun danced on her body, as if following her all the time, she suddenly looked back, her smile was brighter than before.

She's really... brighter than the sun.

Watching her figure disappear around the corner.

The corners of Xue Qinghe's lips raised slowly, and there seemed to be light flowing in his eyes.

After returning to school and staying in the laboratory for an hour, when Xue Qinghe was doing the experiment for the first time, he was a little restless.

I always feel that my heart is in a mess, but I can't explain why.

In this case, it is obviously not suitable to continue the experiment.

He walked out of the laboratory and met his colleagues, and chatted casually.

Chatting and chatting, talking about age.

Xue Qinghe asked seriously: "At my age, do you think I am old?"

The colleague was obviously stunned for a moment, and then he looked at him clearly with displeasure, because his words always made people feel that he was really too Versailles.

Your kid has become the youngest professor in the history of the school at a young age, crushing everyone, what else do you want?

In front of a person who is older than you and has a lower title than you, ask him if he thinks you are old?

What is this for?

Provocative?

At the same time, his expression was not good, and he said: "No, it is the prime of life, when a man is at his best, if you feel that you are old, how do you let us people live?"

The expression on Xue Qinghe's face was obviously much more relaxed: "Yes, I think so too."

colleague……

What should I do if I want to scold someone?

Xue Qinghe didn't seem to feel that his colleagues were unhappy.

A colleague asked: "Why did you suddenly ask about your age? I thought you were the one who didn't need to worry about your age?"

Xue Qinghe sighed: "It's nothing, being called uncle makes me a little suspicious, am I really getting old?"

"How old, I mean, how old is the person who called you uncle?"

Xue Qinghe: "High school student."

"High school student, isn't this normal? If you don't call you uncle, you can't call your brother, right? Although you are young, you are so much older than high school students."

The last sentence made Xue Qinghe's mood, which had finally relaxed a little, become tense again.

He stroked his beardless chin.

Could it be... really old?

……

Another day later, Jiang Miao took Zhou Xiaoting and Qin Shan to have dinner with Mrs. Xue.

Xue Qinghe was taken aback when he saw Qin Shan.

Then subconsciously went to see Mrs. Xue.

Didn't it mean that the only people who came were Jiang Miao and Zhou Xiaoting?Why is Qin Shan here?

Thinking of Mrs. Xue's misunderstanding that day, Xue Qinghe suddenly felt dizzy.

He suddenly knew why his mother had to let him have this meal today.

Mrs. Xue didn't seem to know that Xue Qinghe was looking at him, and warmly greeted Jiang Miao and the others.

Under her unintentional arrangement, Qin Shan happened to sit with Xue Qinghe.

Mrs. Xue asked Qin Shan kindly: "You news hosts, are you busy with work?"

While asking, he also brought food for Qin Shan.

Qin Shan quickly thanked her, "Fortunately, it's not too busy, but the limitations are quite large, and it is difficult to take a vacation and travel."

"Yes, after all, your jobs are quite special, and you can't ask for leave easily. It's also quite hard."

Mrs. Xue and Qin Shan had a very happy chat. Whether Jiang Miao cooperated with her or not, everyone seemed to be very happy.

Only Xue Qinghe felt a deep sense of powerlessness at this moment.

He understood what Mrs. Xue wanted to do, but...he really didn't like Qin Shan.

However, there was no explanation to his mother.

Xue Qinghe squeezed his forehead, looked up at Zhou Xiaoting's piercing eyes.

He was inexplicably a little panicked.

His lips moved, trying to say something.

In the end, what came out was: "Have you finished all the questions I gave you yesterday?"

Zhou Xiaoting glanced at the corner of her mouth: "It's done."

Since the last time Xue Qinghe said that he would help Zhou Xiaoting with tutoring, he would give her some questions every day and ask her to do it.

Xue Qinghe: "Send me later."

Mrs. Xue gave Xue Qinghe a disgusted look: "You say you are a person, no wonder you don't have a girlfriend now, you really don't have any emotional intelligence at all, you deserve to be lonely."

"Do you have to choose to ask Xiaoting for last night during dinner? Xiaoting's child who works so hard and loves to study, will not do the homework you left?"

Xue Qinghe...

"I'm not……"

Mrs. Xue waved her hand: "Okay, okay, don't explain, you can't say anything nice. I used to think that my son is not ugly, has a good education, and a good income. Why has he never had a girlfriend? Now I understand."

Jiang Miao had a hard time holding back her smile.

Mrs. Xue seemed to dislike both inside and outside of what she said.

But he is taking the opportunity to tell Qin Shan, my son is a good-looking talent, he has a good family background, and is quite rich, but he never messes with men and women. He is very innocent. If you like, you can do it.