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

Mu Ciwan woke up early the next day. Although she usually does not procrastinate in class, she has never been so active.

When Mother Mu came down from the stairs today, she saw Xiao Ciwan sitting at the dining table obediently, eating the porridge in the bowl with her head down.

The porridge is made by my grandfather every morning when he goes out to play. It is ordinary porridge with some kimchi.

The occasional extra meal is to buy some steamed buns outside and eat steamed buns when I come back.

"Wake up so early, it's just right, let's eat quickly, and after eating, go to the next door to pick up your brother Bi Mu."

Mu's mother yawned, she was a little sleepy, and she had to go to work after delivering Mu Ciwan.

Papa Mu also got up and walked behind them.

He is not in good health, and coughs three times when he walks, and his family dare not let him do anything.

After finishing the food in two or three strokes, Mu Ciwan was already standing at the entrance of the entrance waiting.

He seemed to be standing upright, with only his eyes looking out eagerly.

Anyone with a discerning eye would know what she was looking at.

Mother Mu snickered in her heart.

Usually he doesn't seem to care about anything, but now it's all right, it's not that he can't walk when he sees the child next door.

Leading Mu Ciwan out of the house, he originally wanted to be his own child and help her carry her schoolbag, but Mu Ciwan walked in front with his short legs a few steps later, not letting her touch his schoolbag at all .

"This child."

Mother Mu muttered something in her mouth, but she didn't continue to say anything after all, she raised her heel and followed her up.

At the door, Mu Ciwan stood, turned around and silently urged Mu's mother who was behind.

"Why don't you dare to knock on the door directly?"

Mother Mu finally had room for her to develop, and she asked this point.

Mu Ciwan rolled his eyes and didn't answer her words.

The doorbell was rang, and I could vaguely hear a little sound coming from inside, but when I heard it again, I couldn't hear it clearly.

Immediately afterwards, as the door handle was turned, the person behind the door was revealed.

Mu Ciwan saw through the gap for the first time Qiu Cimu in the living room who was sitting on a chair next to the dining table with his two short legs crossed, eating breakfast.

I don't know whether it's milk or soy milk. There is a milky white beard around the corner of the mouth, which looks very cute.

He was still eating a triangular bun, and when he saw someone coming, he looked this way. After seeing Mu Ciwan, his eyes were blank for a moment, and then a big smile appeared on his face, and he jumped under the bench like this.

Mu Ciwan's heart skipped a beat suddenly, with a bad premonition, he quickly drilled inside, but still didn't have time, only to see that Qiu Cimu didn't stand still, and the small two-headed body was still some distance from the ground. He fell to the ground, knocked his head on the corner of the table, his forehead was instantly bruised and the skin was torn.

The movement attracted the attention of the two parents in an instant, and when Yun Jing turned pale with shock and ran towards Qiu Cimu, Mu Ciwan had already bypassed the two adults with her small body, and ran directly beside Qiu Cimu, Squatting beside him, raised his small face with both hands, and blew gently on his forehead.

"Twilight doesn't hurt."

Qiu Cimu's blinking red eyes, which were originally stimulated by pain and were about to shed tears, were stained with laughter again because of Mu Ciwan's actions.

There are tears in the eyes, pitiful.

"Don't worry, it won't hurt."

Yun Jing, who was going to come to comfort Qiu Cimu, stood where she was, and realized that she didn't seem to need to comfort her child anymore.

There is no use for her at all.

Ci Mu was originally arrogant, and the tears shed when he was injured were all physiological reactions, and he recovered soon after being distracted.

"Oh my Twilight, why did you fall from the top, is there any injury?"

Compared with Yun Jing's calmness, Mu's mother was not peaceful when she saw Qiucimu's forehead was cleared.

"Auntie, it doesn't hurt."

Qiu Cimu covered the sides of his head, not daring to touch his wound, and looked at Mu Mama seriously as she spoke, looking extremely cute.

Mother Mu's heart softened when she saw his small eyes, she was about to pick him up from the ground, but Mu Ciwan blocked her.

Mu Ciwan stretched out his hand toward Qiu Cimu.

Qiucimu obediently put her hand in Muciwan's.

As soon as he exerted force, he got up from the ground.

"You're not very old, but you have a lot of eyes." Mother Mu looked at Mu Ciwan's movements, and muttered with a smile beside her.

Next to him, Yun Jing squatted down and carefully checked that nothing happened to her precious son, and then she was completely relieved: "I blame my mother for not preparing a suitable stool for you when she moved here. I will buy it today."

The table and stools here are brought by the house, which is inconvenient, so she changed them this afternoon.

"I know there is a furniture store near here, and the things sold in it are not bad. I will send you the location when the time comes."

Another greeting from the two parents.

Mu Ciwan quietly dragged Qiu Cimu to the side, the room was much cleaner and tidier than yesterday, and the piled up sundries had arrived where they should be.

Mu Ciwan finally had a sense of reality, this little angel brother lived next door to her house, and they could see each other every day.

Immediately couldn't help but a silly smile appeared on his face.

Xiao Qiucimu next to her didn't understand what she was laughing at, tilted her head, reached out and poked her soft cheek: "Wan Wan?"

"Twilight."

Mu Ciwan bent his eyes and responded, "Are you full?"

Qiu Cimu nodded, and the milk beard moved a little bit up and down following his movements.

Mu Ciwan pulled him to the coffee table with a serious face. There was a pile of paper on the coffee table. She tore a piece of paper, thinking that the paper was always so soft before, but after touching her brother's face just now, she felt that his brother's face was soft. The face needs to be softer, will it scratch my brother?

Unable to think too much, he reached out to wipe off all the milk stains from the corner of Qiu Cimu's mouth, and successfully got a sweet smile from his younger brother.