Quick time travel: The cold villain is acting like a baby in my arms again

When I got home, the living room was empty and no one was there.

He pursed his lips and was about to go straight upstairs, but Wen Qing, who was rushing downstairs, grabbed his wrist, "Ci Mu, let's go, I'll take you to buy clothes. Mu Ciwan, hurry up and pack your bag!"

It looked like he was very angry.

Qiu Cimu looked bewildered, and his suspicious eyes fell on Mu Ciwan who came down from upstairs, and the other party shook his head: "Just listen to him."

Not only Wenqing, but Mu Ciwan was also pissed off today.

Wen Qing still had to take care of a little face in Zhou's house, always smiling, Mu Ciwan didn't show Ji Tao any expression at all.

Because of the difference between men and women, Mu Ciwan did not enter Qiu Cimu's bedroom, so Wen Qing and Ji Tao went in to pack up their things, and it didn't take long for Wen Qing to come down empty-handed, talking to Ji Tao with a smile on his face.

"Mrs. Zhou, you also know that I don't have a boy doll, so I don't have experience in decorating a boy's boudoir. Can you take a look at the layout of Lian Lian's room again? Let me refer to it."

"of course can."

Ji Tao didn't refuse, and led Wen Qing into Zhou Lian's room again, saying as he walked: "Lian Lian used to live in Ci Mu's room before, but when he knew that Ci Mu was coming back, he took the initiative to give up the room. Moved to the next room by myself."

While speaking, the door was pushed open, and the decoration inside was obviously much more exquisite than that of Qiucimu's room.

Wardrobe dresser bookshelf has everything.

He pretended to be surprised and asked: "Is this designed by Lian Lian himself? It's much more exquisite than Cimu's room, but it's amazing. The walls are all painted pink. Compared with Cimu's room, it's not as good. Point, there is still glue on the wall where the posters were torn off.”

Every time he said something, Ji Tao felt a little embarrassed, because it was their decoration, not Zhou Lian, but he felt indebted, and Zhou Lian also expressed his opinion during the decoration process.

Such a comparison does make the room in Qiucimu's room much more monotonous. Why did you always feel that you were wronged before?

"Just use this design, but Cimu doesn't seem to like pink, just change to blue, Mr. Ji, thank you for the inspiration you provided me."

Ji Tao felt it was strange that his son went to someone else's house, and the other party came to him to ask about the bedroom design, and finally praised his adopted son's room and said thank you.

If he didn't understand the irony in it, all these years would have been in vain.

"By the way, I originally wanted to take some Cimu clothes away, but he only had a few clothes in his closet. I took them away and he didn't wear them when he came back, so forget it. I'll just take his school uniform with me. There are his books and notes."

After finishing speaking, he pretended to be very distressed, "I know Cimu has suffered a lot, he is frugal, unlike Lian Lian, who is willing to accept so many clothes, don't worry, Mr. Ji, I will buy it properly, and I will never let him Worrying, it’s a boy after all, he needs to dress up, the clothes can’t be less than my family’s late-retirement clothes, right?”

Wen Qing's yin and yang aura is really the king of kings, and it's a skill that he has practiced over the years. Even if Ji Tao is not happy, but after careful investigation, it is his own problem, so he can't say anything.

"Thank you Mrs. Zhou for your hospitality today, I'll go back first. It's late, let's go."

Seeing that Wen Qing didn't bring anything, Mu Ciwan probably guessed something in his heart, glanced at Ji Tao who had a livid face but still had a smile on his face, clicked his tongue inwardly, and reminded: "You don't want him to stay at home for a while longer. Is it time?"

"Oh yes, I forgot about it, Mrs. Zhou, you know I only have this one daughter, and I'm going to leave after a while, so I want to say goodbye to Mu and stay at home for a while. I like him, but I don't know if Mrs. Zhou is willing, after all, everyone wants such an excellent and lovely child to stay by their side."

Ji Taopi smiled and said: "Of course, but Cimu still has to go to school. It's okay to stay with you for a few days, but it's not good for a long time."

"I know, don't worry, we will send him back in a while."

Wen Qing also replied with a smile.

As soon as he got out of the villa and sat in the car, Wenqing changed his appearance and became very angry.

"You don't know what they are partial to. Cimu's desk is so small that it is not convenient for writing. The room was used by Zhou Lian, and there are marks left by Zhou Lian's torn stickers on the wall, and Zhou Lian's Comparing the rooms, they are completely different, and I don't know which one is his biological child."

There were a lot of crackling words, and Mu Ciwan nodded in response.

"No, I'll take Cimu to buy clothes later."

So it was settled on the board.

Qiu Cimu was dragged to the shopping mall in a daze, Wenqing saw what he liked and asked Qiu Cimu to try it, and if it was inconvenient, he just bought it, so scared that Qiu Cimu quickly grabbed Wen Qing's hand: "Uncle Wen, enough is enough, so There are too many clothes to wear."

Mu Ciwan used all ten of his fingers. He wanted to help carry it, but Wen Qing pressed his hand: "It's okay, she can carry it."

"Dad, don't buy it, you will scare people later."

Mu Ciwan said helplessly behind.

No matter how many things there are, she is not afraid, but if it scares people and runs away, tsk.

"Uncle Wen, these things are enough, let's go home, I haven't finished my homework yet, it's due tomorrow."

As soon as these words came out, Wenqing completely stopped thinking, and lovingly touched Qiu Cimu's head: "Well, if there is anything missing, tell uncle, and uncle will buy it for you."

Qiu Cimu heaved a sigh of relief, and nodded obediently.

"He's just pissed off, so don't panic." Mu Ciwan said beside Wen Qing while Wen Qing was not paying attention.

"Ah."

After dinner, Mu Quan comforted Wen Qing, and it didn't take long for Wen Qing to feel refreshed.

Sure enough, this kind of thing should be left to professional people.

"By the way, Ciwan, are you going back to school?" Mu Quan suddenly remembered this, stopped his chopsticks and looked at Mu Ciwan.

"Well, the school still has projects to do, three days after the ticket is bought."

Qiucimu was eating quietly, when he heard this, he paused, lowered his eyelids, and couldn't see any expression on his face.

"Then go to school and pay attention, and contact home in time if there is anything."

"By the way, I remember that the principal of No. [-] Middle School came to me and said that there was a speech, and you will leave in three days. The speech is the day after tomorrow. Do you want to go?" Wen Qing also looked at Mu Ciwan and said, while picking up vegetables for Qiu Cimu.

"Shouldn't the school have already decided on such an important matter?"

"That person couldn't leave due to something, and the principal couldn't find anyone, so he was ready to play by himself, but it happened during the chat that day, so let me ask you."

As for when we chatted, it was probably yesterday.

"I see, just go back and have a look. If you are full, eat slowly."

Saying that, he stopped his chopsticks and packed his bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen. Mu Quan raised his eyes and looked at her, "Eat so little, don't imitate her, eat more."

"Ah good."

Qiucimu's mind is full of the fact that Muciwan is going to give a speech at school.

"Hold this." After eating, just as Qiu Cimu opened the door of the room, Mu Ciwan came out and handed the thing in his hand to Qiu Cimu, which was his mobile phone.

"My dad is so angry, I forgot about this thing, and you don't ask."

"I forgot too." Qiuci mumbled, being dragged away by Wen Qing, how could he have time to react so much.

"Let's see if there is any news, I won't bother you anymore."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Mu Ciwan to reply, he went back to the bedroom, leaving Qiu Cimu to open his mouth without having time to speak.