"Shusha, why did he come home with us..." Nian Gao muttered in a low voice with a look of indignation, but also a look of daring to be angry.

Han Ziye was squatting in front of her to treat her wound, when he heard this, he frowned instinctively, threw the cotton wool into the wastebasket next to him, stood up and said, "I don't seem to be welcome here, go home."

Nian Gao didn't expect this man to be so easy-going at all. Just as he showed a smile, Han Ziye suddenly picked up their family's rustle from the sofa. What are you doing! Let my family rustle down!"

Han Ziye's eyes dimmed, and he heard the boy "our family's rustling" and "our family's rustling" along the way, which disturbed him. If it weren't for the fact that their cat seemed to like this brat , Han Ziye also threw him out every minute.

Now, seeing that Mr. Han's patience has been capped, Jingshaji hurriedly reminded: "Put me down, I can't just leave rice cakes here alone!"

"Oh? Then what should I do?" Han Ziye didn't want to let go of her plan, her eyes were full of undercurrents, and she looked at her playfully, "Wherever I go, she will naturally follow me."

"You——you—" Xiao Nian Gao blushed and turned pale again with anger, "you" for a long time, but you didn't understand why.

"Okay, are you interested in bullying children? Hurry up and let me down!" Jing Shaji patted Han Ziye, and then he was placed on the sofa again.

"Where do I sleep?" he asked.

"You?!" She asked back in astonishment, and then was frightened into silence by Han Ziye's fierce eyes.

"But...but aren't you a clean freak..." She explained in a panic, "Here...no...no new quilt..."

"And yours?"

"……Um?"

"Where's your quilt?"

"..." Seabuckthorn was completely silent.Immediately afterwards, I heard Xiao Nian Gao shouting excitedly: "No! Shasha is me—"

Before the word "的" could be said, Nian Gao was frightened by Han Ziye's eyes and lost his voice.

Nian Gao pursed her mouth, forced her tears back into her eyes, and silently walked up to Jingshaji, staring at her with a look of grievance and not speaking.

Nian Gao was originally cute, but she was so cute, she stared at her with watery eyes, staring at her so hard that Seabuckthorn's heart melted, and then directed that anger at Han Ziye, turning his face pale One glance: "You really are! Do you also eat children's vinegar?!"

Han Ziye gave Nian Gao a cold look. Seeing that his little paws were about to wrap around the neck of Seabuckthorn, he immediately grabbed her by the collar and pulled him aside. He glanced at Nian Gao and smiled coldly: "Children? Stealing other people's wives at a young age, shouldn't you be educated?"

"Education is not your turn!" Jing Seabuckthorn pushed the rice cake behind her.

It was the first time for Han Ziye to see Jingshaji defending anything other than her paintings. Looking at Jingshaji's cautious appearance towards the child, Han Ziye's heart became extremely soft.

"Is there anything to eat?" he asked.

"hungry?"

"Ah."

...Maybe he was patronizing those reporters, so he didn't even have time to eat...

"Then wait a minute, I'll do something."

"Shusha! I want to eat abalone rice!"

"Okay~ okay~ I'll cook it for you."

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