just stick to you

"Just Sticking to You" Author: Zhan Jing

Just glue your upper part

It is to stick to your copy and add a wedge [nephew Gong Shushou, the first year]

Just stick to you [Thriller series, the first year, Baofu nephew Gong x Tsundere uncle Shou]

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Because he lost a bet with a taekwondo master who had been in love with the Internet for many years, Mingrui, who kept his promise, left Australia, away from the warm embrace of his parents, and returned to the home of his grandparents in Taiwan.

After obtaining the consent of the old man, Mingrui changed the judo gym run by his aging grandfather into a taekwondo gym, and invited the master of the gods to come to teach his apprentices, and he changed his mind to practice in spite of the red-haired old man's scolding. Taekwondo, I plan to get a black belt in Taekwondo before the age of 20 while studying, and then strive for the top ranking in domestic competitions. I hope to become a national player and represent Taiwan in overseas competitions to repay the bet.

Because I went to attend a lecture at the Overseas Chinese School, I accidentally hit it off with a famous master in the field of sculpture. Ming Ziqiao, who had a special liking for sculpture, finally got what he wanted to follow after five days of hunger strike with his family. The master carver returned to Taiwan.

At the age of 15, he went from living as a nobleman with servants to learning to be a commoner by himself in everything. He planned to spend his spare time after school running around with his master, living in a poor temple and enduring his past. Impossible level of meals, just to learn his favorite carving.

Two children who have their own opinions and plans, and are working hard in their own fields, their life circles have no intersection at all; but Ming Ziqiao's academic performance is too much, which makes Qiao Zhonglin very worried, so he makes a phone call to Australia. Bian Mingzhen made another phone call to Tu's gymnasium. Two calls made one decision, which changed the future life trajectory of the pair of uncles and nephews!

What?Did Dad make a mistake, and asked me, who has just grown up, to be the babysitter of the little uncle? !

What?Did Dad make a mistake, asking Mingrui, who doesn't respect me, to supervise my studies? !

The elder nephew and younger uncle, regardless of their unwillingness or reluctance, were forced to start the "semi-cohabitation era" under the expectations of their families. How many frictions and compromises did the two people with very different personalities and concepts have to go through in the end? Only then will the day when we enter the [formal cohabitation era] that you love and I wish?

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The young man on the screen sat on a chair with his head on his hips and laughed loudly. Ming Rui folded his hands on his chest and waited helplessly for him, waiting for him to finish laughing at his innocence.

"Let's see, let's do it again." The young man named Su Muyuan, Mingrui made friends through a sports forum. Although the two studied in different fields, they hit it off and cherished each other.

Mingrui knows that there is no real fair competition in this world, but seeing the patriotic referee from the country at the southern tip of the peninsula cheating in public in an international competition, he still felt very dry, "Damn it, there are only a few seconds left. It’s a violation that should be pronounced, is that okay?”

"Can~~ little brother, as long as you can't win, you don't understand?" Su Muyuan seemed to be laughing heartlessly, but Mingrui knew that his heart was probably hundreds of times more dry than him at the moment.

"Why do I know this, I don't learn Taekwondo." I understand, but Mingrui actually hopes that he doesn't understand, the world of adults is too dark, "All the games are not over yet, I don't necessarily know every day All bets are wrong."

Su Muyuan snorted coldly, his eyes turned slightly, Mingrui knew he was looking at another window, "Vigorous, you have already lost four games to me, and after two more games, you have to fulfill your agreement with me."

Mingrui and Su Muyuan have a lot of bargaining chips this time. The premise is that Mingrui never wins even one bet. If Su Muyuan wins completely, many things in Mingrui's life will be rewritten because of him; , then he will give up the taekwondo he learned since he was a child and study judo instead, and go to a neighboring town only a dozen kilometers away from his home to help Mingrui's grandfather run the judo gym that no one will inherit.

"It's impossible for me to break my promise, Brother Su, and you won't either, right?" I couldn't believe that I was so unlucky, and I really didn't win half of the bet.

Another championship and runner-up competition started. Su Muyuan stared at the bottom of the dialogue window with his eyes wide open, and nodded to Mingrui seriously. Then, after another ten minutes, he put his hips on his hips and smiled again!

"Wahahaha Vigorous, prepare to pack your bags and come back to accompany me, ahahaha~"

Losing again, even a match against a player from a different country can be eliminated. Mingrui was completely speechless this time, with his right hand grasping the mouse, and his left hand supporting his forehead that was beginning to swell and ache, leaving only the hair on the top of Su Muyuan's head. Rotate to see.

There is only one game left, Mingrui screamed in frustration, he had a very ominous premonition, very very...

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Veterans don’t die, they just wither away; Ming Xingcheng walked into the porch of his home, put down his tennis bag and took off his sneakers. His aching shoulder blades reminded him cruelly that although it was just a few games in an afternoon, his muscles, bones and physical strength were indeed There is no way to compare with his son-in-law Qiu Benming.

A figure with slumped shoulders like him floated in front of him, Ming Xingcheng looked up, and it turned out to be his useless and worrying wife.

"Honey..." Qiao Zhonglin was like an eggplant beaten by frost, and his words were weak, "Qiao Qiao locked the door, I couldn't even bring in a glass of water today...it's the fifth day , I'm really worried..."

"Then promise him and let him go out." Picking up the shoes and putting them on the shoe rack, Ming Xingcheng opened the shoe cabinet and took out his indoor slippers. The more you restrain him, the more rebellious he will be, you might as well follow his wishes, put on a white face and respect him as his safe haven, and when it doesn’t work and hits the south wall, he will come back by himself.”

His wife has been blocking him with such words for the past few days, and Qiao Zhonglin's brows have deepened, "Why can't he be as caring and obedient as Yu Rong? Every weekend last month, he was at Yingchao Do you know how envious I am when I help greet the guests at the fundraising dinner?"

"What is there to envy? Our sons, grandchildren, and granddaughters are all good boys, each with their own strengths. It's just that Qiao Qiao's interests just don't suit your liking, and you dislike him the most right now, that's all."

"He's only 15 years old now, I'm really worried." Following his wife's heels to the kitchen, Qiao Zhonglin saw Ming Xingcheng go to get a cup, Qiao Zhonglin immediately opened the refrigerator to fetch iced water for him, "Although that old woodcarver The family background is clean, but Taiwan is so far away, if something happens, how can we make it there in time?"

Ming Xingcheng held the cup firmly and asked Qiao Zhonglin to pour water for him, "Ms. Ye is only in his early fifties and you call him a bad old man, what about you? You are in your sixties, and you are also a senior, bad Bad old man?"

If he was usually complained like this, Qiao Zhonglin would have been playing tricks on Ming Xingcheng long ago, raising the bar with each other, but now he is so messed up that he really can't argue with his wife.

Seeing that Qiao Zhonglin was frowning and didn't want to answer, Ming Xingcheng drank all the water, then used the cold glass to iron his face to draw his attention back, "What were you doing when you were 15?"

Qiao Zhonglin knew what his wife meant when he asked this question, but at that time, both his parents died, and it was absolutely impossible not to work and study part-time if he wanted to get ahead, but Qiao Qiao's parents were still alive.

"Qiao Qiao is like you. He has a strong personality and winks. He has a sweet mouth and is flexible. You should have confidence in him." Putting the cup on the dining table, Ming Xingcheng held his wife's frowning face in both hands, and tweeted affectionately The forehead and both sides of the cheeks finally landed on the lower lips at the corner of the mouth, "Honey, let's give him two years and let him try it, okay?"

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I wanted to upload it last night, but for some reason the backstage didn’t allow it to be uploaded, and now I’m posting it again, because the miscellaneous chores of Kuang Nan complaining about the book have not been done yet, the update of this article will be very slow for the time being...

But pinch, dears, don’t cry Hey, the trembling text is almost over, when the second brother is settled, the era of the younger brother and his nephew and husband will take the stage ^^

Just stick to you 001 [Nephew Gong Shushou, the first year]

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The master craftsman standing beside the large yew column in front of the corridor of the inner hall removed the chisel, looked left and right for a long time, and then called a handsome and indistinguishable older child from the back of the hall, while carefully talking to the younger apprentice Explaining the mythical picture from which his ideas and sketches came from, while taking off his gloves, he touched what he was talking about with his fingers, asking the little apprentice to pay special attention to the parts and details that had been roughly cut out, and then stretched out his hands to rub the little apprentice's neck and neck. Gen, with thick black hair, walked straight out of the threshold of the two temple gates to the front of the temple and stepped on a dilapidated [-]c. c.Little Sheep, riding without a helmet, went to the bustling part of the town to buy Chinese food for a group of apprentices who followed him.

The facial features look like the flying sky described in the Buddhist scriptures. The big boy blinked his long and dense eyelashes to measure how to start the project in front of him. A pair of big eyes full of enthusiasm focused on scanning every link. pre-conceived in mind