[Forget Envy] Adoptive father

A classmate and roommate of Wangji University, this person does not have a regular job, so he can be a teacher for others, thinking that he was also the number one student in the college entrance examination back then.

"Yo, it's quite early today, and I can meet my old classmates." Bai Qiming said in surprise.

Lan Wangji went straight to the point: "How?"

Bai Qiming leaned against the wall: "It can't be seen that he cares about your son, don't worry, the little guy has a bright mind, and with a teacher like me, if he takes the national exam in the future, he will definitely be the number one in the country."

"I didn't ask you about this." Lan Wangji said.

Parents don't care about schoolwork, what else would they care about? Bai Qiming rolled his eyes, and Lan Wangji asked, "Why are you procrastinating?"

"Young Master Lan, you still care about the delay fee." Bai Qiming said.

Lan Wangji said, "You know what I mean."

Bai Qiming obviously knew what he was asking, he just had to go around with him, and was stared at by a pair of cold eyes for a long time, a little cold, feeling like being stared at.Closing the door with a guilty conscience, he surrendered and said, "I told you at the risk of sore tongue."

Lan Wangji nodded and said quickly, and Bai Qiming said, "Your son can't sleep at night, and you won't let me tell you, and even pull the hook to make me swear. As a gardener, how can you watch the flowers of the motherland lack sleep? Go to sleep." , the teacher coaxed him to sleep."

Lan Wangji frowned when he saw his dignified expression, and said, "He's in the study, sleeping?"

Bai Qiming nodded: "I think your son is quite sensible, I guess I didn't let you talk about it because you were worried, hey, let me tell you, you should spend more time with your son, I can't sleep well sitting next to him , I guess he can't sleep at night, I won't ask you for the procrastination fee, I have this money to take him out to play."

As he said that, Bai Qiming glanced at the time, and hurriedly walked up the stairs: "I won't tell you anymore, it's time for my daughter-in-law to make a series of calls when I get back late."

There weren't so many courtesies among classmates, and Lan Wangji didn't have anyone to see him off. When he opened the door of the small study, little Wei Ying was still lying on the desk, covered with a sweater.Recently, the face has grown a little flesh, and the side of the face that is pressing the arm is bulging, the small mouth is slightly open, and the crystal saliva is slowly flowing down the small pink mouth.

Lan Wangji gently picked him up, and suddenly saw the small portrait drawn on the math paper, a few random lines were drawn, but it was very vivid.

Aunt Su was curious about what Lan Wangji was looking at, and was attracted to him: "Young master's drawing is really good, it looks like Mr. Lan Wangji."

Lan Wangji didn't say anything, turned around and ordered to clean up, and hurried back to the small bedroom with little Wei Ying in his arms.

Compared with the soft bed and the hard table, the bed is naturally more comfortable, but little Wei Ying's brows are still slightly frowned, and his neck is tense.Lan Wangji didn't know what to do, he patted lightly, and patted the center of his eyebrows lightly.

"Um...don't...don't go...mom...dad...uh...lan...zhan."

A few ravings made people feel distressed.

Lan Wangji stroked the broken hair on his forehead, and said softly, "Yes, I'm here."

【Wang Xian】Adoptive Father④

Fluffy pillows and warm quilts. "Yeah." The little guy who woke up felt that the touch was wrong, and sat up "teng", the light in the room was dim, and he looked in the direction of the window in a daze, trying to identify where he was.The bedroom curtains were not drawn, and the cold air slowly approached from the floor-to-ceiling windows.

It is already night.

"woke up?"

Little Wei Ying had just woken up, and his reaction was a little slow. He didn't notice anyone beside him. When he heard a male voice, he turned his head suddenly, and immediately said happily, "Lan, Lan Zhan, you're back."

Lan Wangji closed the computer: "Go down and eat."

"Oh." Little Wei Ying hurriedly got out of bed, looking for shoes barefoot, wondering why Lan Zhan is here, where is Lao Bai?Am I not in the study?

There are a series of questions that I can't ask, thinking that I will find Lao Bai to match the words tomorrow, and then ask the specific situation before talking.

After making up his mind, little Wei Ying stopped thinking about those useless things.

Eat and eat.

Lan Wangji eats without talking, and talks without eating.He glanced at his watch, it was only past seven in the evening.It's hard to meet each other recently, let alone have a meal together. Little Wei Ying couldn't stop talking, and kept talking about Lao Bai, laughing at the teacher's mistakes in his calculations.

After dinner, Lan Wangji suggested to go to bed early, and little Wei Ying dragged his head droopingly to go back to the small bedroom. He continued to study the questions and stayed up all night, but was caught by the collar of his clothes with an index finger.

He wondered and had to turn around, tilting his head slightly.Lan Wangji maintained his posture, showing no intention of letting go, hesitant to speak with a cold face.Aunt Su, who chased them up from behind, said in a timely manner: "Sir, the small bedroom is on the dark side, and it is especially cold after winter. The child is thin, so we can share a room with Mr. temporarily, okay?"

Thinking what Aunt Su could say, the black eyes full of doubts suddenly dimmed, and it was absolutely impossible to share a bedroom with Lan Wangji, and maybe by accident, she would share a room with Auntie.

"it is good."

The deep male voice agreed, loosened the index finger hooking the collar, and spread out his palm to him: "Would you like it?"

The dim black eyes rekindled their brilliance.Ignoring the outstretched hand, he jumped and hung on Lan Wang's fuselage: "I'm willing, I'm afraid Lan Zhan won't let me go."

Aunt Su nodded to Lan Wangji from where he couldn't see, and then went down. Lan Wangji bent down and put him down: "Pay attention to your posture." Lan Wangji pointed, "Have you finished your homework today?"

"After finishing writing, Lao Bai said that as long as I progress quickly, I will do my homework in class in the future. If I finish well, then I can..." I can sleep. This is what I wanted to say. When I am happy, I forget what It shouldn't be said, so he changed his words: "If it's good, take me out to play."

This sentence is not nonsense, Bai Qiming did say it, Lan Wangji frowned and said, "Where are you going?"

"Old Bai didn't say anything." Little Wei Ying followed up into the bedroom, got into the quilt first, and huddled into a ball in the cold, "Lan Zhan, don't you work overtime today?"

Lan Wangji sat down at the other end, lifted the corner of the quilt, leaned against the head of the bed, and shook his head.

"Lan Zhan, come here, it's warmer here." Little Wei Ying grabbed the hem of his clothes and dragged him, so he had to move over.

"Isn't it particularly warm?" Little Wei Ying's smile hadn't disappeared since they shared the bed. Lan Wangji also relaxed after being infected, and said, "Yeah."

There was someone sleeping very comfortably next to him, and when the little guy woke up, he would pinch his own face in a daze, and when he realized that he was not dreaming, the corners of his mouth could not restrain his upturn.

"Lan Zhan." Little Wei Ying yelled all the way down the stairs, but forgot that Lan Wangji had already gone to work.

Ever since they started sleeping together, Lan Wangji came back before meal time every day. After eating, the older one went to work in the study, and the younger one went to study in the study. Naturally, the little Wei Ying didn't go to his own little study, but instead went to his own little study. You have to get into the big study like a little tail.

Just as he was about to lie down on the carpet like last time, he heard Lan Wangji say, "Come here, sit down and write seriously."

Little Wei Ying climbed up with a pen in his mouth, walked over and said, "The ground is quite comfortable."

Seeing that Lan Wangji no longer had anything to say to turn on the computer, he had no choice but to pull out the chair and take out a pencil and eraser.

Xiaozui frequently muttered: "Why did Lao Bai come up with such a difficult question?" "Let me write the knowledge points that have not been explained before." "Lao Bai is only capable of this."

Lan Wangji glanced distractedly, the draft and answers were written on the test paper, and handed him a blank sheet of paper: "Scratch paper."

Little Wei Ying folded the plane not long after taking it, and wrote the three words "Wei Ying" with a pencil crookedly.

……

Little Wei Ying played with the plane for a while, thought about the problem for a while, and started to paint and draw when he couldn't figure it out. This time, he had a blank sheet of paper, which was better than a test paper. He aimed at Lan Wangji next to him. Machine, stroke by stroke is very delicate.

Suddenly a paper airplane landed on the keyboard. There seemed to be something more besides "Wei Ying". Lan Wangji unfolded it and saw that it was a sketch of himself sitting in front of the computer.

"Like painting?" Lan Wangji asked seriously like a life mentor.

Little Wei Ying replied, "I don't like it."

I don't like it but I always see him painting, Lan Wangji is very puzzled, little Wei Ying said again: "Lan Zhan was born to be good-looking."

This sentence made sense, Lan Wangji coughed lightly, "No nonsense."

"Where is that nonsense, immortal gods descend to the mortal world but they are more outstanding, and not as extraordinary as Lan Zhan." Little Wei Ying used the four-character idioms he dictated in the past few days to cobble together and praise Lan Wangji.

"You've been glib since you were a child, how will you treat yourself when you grow up?" Lan Wangji looked at him calmly and asked.

"Eh..." Little Wei Ying frowned, folded her little hands in front of her chest, and pretended to say, "Old Bai hasn't said anything about being glib."

Lan Wangji's eyes were as sharp as a torch, and he didn't want to argue with him, so he said directly: "Next time if you commit a crime again, you will go and get the family law yourself."

The Lan family's family law is divided according to the degree, the less serious ones are copying the family rules, the second is handstand copying the family rules, the more serious ones are kneeling in the ancestral hall, and the last is abstinence.

"You have to follow the family law to praise others, Lan Zhan, you are still unreasonable." When Xiao Wei Ying thought of copying the family rules, he couldn't help but think of the family rules as thick as a dictionary, and his face turned blue.

"If you don't want to be punished, don't talk like this in the future." Lan Wangji stopped looking at him and continued typing.

Little Wei Ying curled his lips: "Good-looking is good-looking, let's not let people tell the truth, Lan Zhan only has family law in his heart, there is no law of nature."

He muttered in a low voice, but the speaker wanted to be heard clearly, and he glanced at Lan Wangji's face from time to time, but he couldn't tell anything.

"Hey." Little Wei Ying clamped the pencil horizontally between his mouth and nose, resting his chin with both hands, looking worried.

Lan Wangji looked at him calmly, not knowing what to say.After a long time, the little guy beside him still looked sad and couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"

"Boom" the pencil fell on the table, and little Wei Ying asked, "Lan Zhan, do you like people who talk less?"

"..."

"But I couldn't help it, I wanted to talk, and I wanted to