The boss always wants to smack me

Jiang Baobao blinked, and his mind went blank for a moment.

It is undeniable that the moment Li Beijue's hand covered her, she did feel a little more comfortable.

but……

Jiang Baobao's heart was beating fast, but he moved Li Beijue's hand away without changing his expression.

"No need, I just need a pillow."

As she spoke, she wanted to get the pillow again, but before she could move, Li Beijue's hand returned to its original position.

"My hands are hot, the pillows are not."

He stated this fact without changing his face, and imitated Jiang Baobao's expression, staring at the screen deliberately.

Jiang Baobao was speechless for a moment.

Just...to be so caring, isn't it a bit too much?

The Li Beijue she knew was not like this at all!

Jiang Baobao's eyes flickered for a moment, and suddenly he couldn't help looking at the person in front of him, a little lost in thought.

Did she... really know Li Beijue?

At first, he was the Prince Charming in his mind, the unrequited object of unrequited love.

Whatever he does is right and charming in his own eyes.

Later, the two separated and reunited, but they got along as enemies.

Everything he does is targeted and dismissive.

Until now, he seems to have truly revealed what it would be like if he fell in love with someone.

During this period of time, I seem to know someone who I have never seen before...

"Does your stomach hurt? Why do you keep staring at me?"

Li Beijue enjoyed the feeling of being watched by someone he likes for a long time, and finally couldn't help but asked with a smile.

Jiang Baobao snapped back to his senses, only then did he realize that the dull pain just now had been suppressed by the heat of his palm at some point.

"It doesn't hurt anymore..."

Jiang Baobao answered subconsciously, but heard the people around him chuckle again.

"Then put my hand here, lest you have a stomachache later."

Li Beijue said, as if he was very "worried" about Jiang Baobao's body, and seemed to have no other thoughts at all.

Listening to his tone, Jiang Baobao suddenly couldn't help but want to laugh. After all, he was too lazy to say anything more and acquiesced in the position of someone's hand.

Li Beijue's eyes flashed an obvious smile that he couldn't hide.

I can already have a little physical contact without rejection...

It should be a big improvement, right?

It seems...a certain small ice cube is finally showing signs of melting?

Li Beijue's heart suddenly felt sour, and the corners of his lips curled up uncontrollably.

Halfway through the game—

Jiang Baobao has been looking for the figure of his baby in various switching shots.

He also gradually saw what he was painting, and then his face was filled with unstoppable surprise.

"Li Beijue! Yanbao's painting seems to be my game character!"

The camera scanned Yanbao's drawing board again, making Jiang Baobao more sure of his thoughts.

Li Beijue was also a little surprised: "I didn't expect him to draw this... It seems that this painting is specially for you."

"As expected of my good son!"

Jiang Baobao was so excited that he immediately stared at the screen more attentively, capturing the shots of his baby.

Another hour and a half passed—

All works are complete.

When the children are drawing, there are already various teachers shuttling among them, scoring their layout and brushwork.

Therefore, after the work is completed, the total score of each person is quickly obtained.

Jiang Baobao was so nervous that he didn't even dare to breathe, his eyes were fixed on the screen, the little guy standing at the front of the line.

The first to be announced is No.3.

Jiang Baobao didn't hear Yanbao's name.

Then there is No.2.

Still no treasure.

Jiang Baobao looked at the host, and slowly took out the No.1 list from the envelope——

She subconsciously took Li Beijue's hand.

Yanbao...

Yanbao can definitely do it!

Jiang Baobao murmured silently in his heart.

Immediately hear—

"Let's congratulate today's No.1, kid Li Xingyan!"

"Oh my god! It's really Yan Bao! Yan Bao is No.1!!"

At almost the same time, Jiang Baobao cheered, and happily grabbed Li Beijue's sleeve, his face full of unconcealable happiness.

Li Beijue remained calm, as if he had expected this result a long time ago, he just smiled and looked at the happy Jiang Baobao who was about to go to heaven, his eyes were full of doting.

After Jiang Baobao got excited, he gradually calmed down, and suddenly realized something.

She froze for a moment, then let go of Li Beijue's hand in embarrassment.

"Sorry...I...was too excited just now..."

While Jiang Baobao was talking, he turned to watch the TV with some guilt.

He pursed his lips angrily.

Did you go crazy just now?

When did Li Beijue and Li Beijue have no sense of boundaries...

"cough……"

Li Beijue suddenly coughed lightly, as if to ease her embarrassment, and said in a low voice, "I'm also very happy that Yanbao can get No.1. He is indeed very talented in painting."

"Yes, that's right..."

Jiang Baobao vaguely agreed, watched the children receive the trophies absently, and suddenly had the idea of ​​running away for no reason.

Seeing the juvenile group's competition ended and the rest time entered, she hurriedly got up and said, "I'm going to the bathroom, and then we'll clean up and go pick up Yanbao and the others..."

She was about to turn around and leave.

I accidentally stepped on the sofa cushion that fell to the ground at some point, and slipped suddenly!

"what!"

Jiang Baobao subconsciously exclaimed.

From the corner of the eye, he saw Li Beijue stretch out his hand casually, and grabbed himself firmly!

"Bang".

The two fell heavily on the sofa.

Jiang Baobao was pinned down by Li Beijue, and he couldn't turn around for a while.

Then he heard Li Beijue, amused and helpless: "Why are you always so reckless? It seems that you haven't recovered yet?"

As he spoke, he checked the temperature of Tanjiang Baobao's forehead.

After confirming that there was nothing abnormal, he was relieved.

Jiang Baobao didn't speak, but blinked blankly, and then said intermittently: "You...you get up first..."

Li Beijue paused for a moment. He wanted to get up, but when he saw the redness on the face of the person below him when he was talking, he suddenly dismissed the idea.

Instead of getting up, he moved closer.

"Li Beijue, you..."

Jiang Baobao instantly raised his eyes to stare at him, and in the middle of speaking, met his eyes, but suddenly fell silent.

The morning sun was just right, and yesterday's haze was completely gone.

At this moment, a ray of water was falling from the French window behind the sofa, and Li Beijue's dark eyes were reflected with a little gold.

And there is no need for verbal expression, but also overflowing affection.

Jiang Baobao couldn't help feeling a little lost.

Then he suddenly felt the other party's fingers, rubbed his lower lip lightly, and asked softly.

"Do you want to know... How did you take your medicine last night?"