leave my business alone

Low and cold tone, with a natural sense of alienation.

It's not the voice that should make such words, but it seems to be accommodating and conniving without a bottom line after getting used to it.

So very natural.

Naturally, the three parents around and Sheng Yan, the client, didn't react.

Was Qin Zigui a bark just now?

Did he admit that he was a puppy?

He wants to take care of himself?

I don't know if Erliang Moutai's truth is a bit high, but the neurons in Sheng Yan's brain began to slow down and slow down.

He looked at Qin Zigui and blinked in a daze.

Then in the next second, the uncontrollable stabbing pain in his throat forcibly recalled his consciousness, and he couldn't help but bent down and coughed violently again.

Qin Zigui seemed helpless in his eyes, squatted down, walked along his back, handed over the cup, and said softly, "I'm a puppy, you drink the water."

Probably the primary school chicken battle finally won. Sheng Yan did not continue to resist tragically this time, but took the water glass and poured it down.

Then there are sliced ​​iced pears and gargle with light salt water.

Finally, he opened his mouth and let Qin Zigui spray himself with throat spray.

After a set of procedures, Sheng Yan obviously improved a lot.

And more and more cooperative, in the end it can even be described as cute.

Sensing the stupefied, shocked and admiring gazes of the three adults around him, Qin Zigui peeled off a throat lozenge and put it in Sheng Yan's mouth, stood up, and explained: "He liked to eat spicy sticks secretly when he was a child, but his trachea is thin, so he is easy to be caught. choked."

Xu Qingrong is a single mother and manages a large company, so it goes without saying how busy she is. Qin Ru and Jiang Ping also started their own businesses. They were so busy when they were young that they have no children of their own. Children are basically brought up by nanny.

And Qin Zigui is one year older than Sheng Yan, and he was sensible earlier, so it can be said that Sheng Yan was taken care of by Qin Zigui.

So at this time, the three of them are not as good as a child.

Thinking back to the scene where his son swore not to obey Qin Zigui to consider himself a puppy, but Qin Zigui really barked, Xu Qingrong felt a little guilty.

"Then what, Zigui, you know Xiao Yan, here..." Xu Qingrong pointed at his head and turned around, "It's a bit different from ordinary people, don't bother with him."

It is true that Sheng Yan's brain circuits have been very strange since he was a child, and he always has some strange ideas that adults and children can't think of, but they are usually cute and not annoying.

"Don't worry, Aunt Xu."

Qin Zigui looked at Xu Qingrong, he answered plainly but made people feel very at ease.

Xu Qingrong felt both emotional and relieved.

Look at other people's children, they are sensible, excellent, good-natured, and able to take care of others. Unlike his ancestor, except for a pretty face that can wow people, everything else is a headache to death.

Just as Xu Qingrong was thinking, Qin Ru poked her: "Look at Xiaoyan, why do I feel something is wrong."

Qin Zigui and Xu Qingrong turned their heads when they heard the words, and they saw Sheng Yan lying on the table again at some point, with his chin resting on the back of his hand, his long eyelashes blinking slowly, his eyes staring in bewilderment , looks a bit...

stay.

A brief observation.

Xu Qingrong tentatively asked: "Is this the stamina?"

Qin Ru glared at her: "Your son, you ask me?"

Jiang Ping squinted his eyes and looked at it for a while: "The eyes are slack, and the movements are slow. It seems that you are a bit high-spirited. Your baijiu is very authentic."

A brief silence.

Xu Qingrong didn't deny it: "The Moutai I brought is really authentic."

Qin Ru was a little worried: "But they still have class tomorrow."

Jiang Ping waved his hand: "Hey, anyway, it doesn't matter if Xiao Yan attends class or not, why don't you just ask for sick leave."

There was another short silence.

Xu Qingrong: "It makes sense."

Qin Ru: "Good idea."

Jiang Ping: "I'll call their teacher."

Qin Zigui standing aside: "..."

Do all the adults in the family have this reaction?

"Let me take Sheng Yan back to the room to rest first." Qin Zigui felt that he was more reliable, picked up Sheng Yan's schoolbag with one hand, and helped Sheng Yan up with the other, letting him lazily put his arms around his waist and put his chin on the He put it on his shoulder, then turned around and asked Xu Qingrong, "Have you brought all his toiletries and a change of clothes?"

Xu Qingrong nodded quickly: "I've taken it. Toothpaste, toothbrush, towel, bath towel, shower gel, shampoo are all in your bathroom, pajamas are hung in the first cabinet, and underwear is in the drawer below."

"Well, good. Aunt Xu, little uncle, eat slowly first, save some light and mild food and put it in the refrigerator, and I will heat Sheng Yanjiu when he wakes up."

"Okay, Auntie will cook some porridge for you later and put it on the stove. Call us if you need anything." Qin Ru replied warmly.

It's not that she and Xu Qingrong don't want to take care of it by themselves, but after all, Sheng Yan is already a teenage boy, and many things are different from when he was a child.

"You said that our family, Sheng Yan, is so tall, why is he still like a child." Xu Qingrong looked at Qin Zigui's back with Sheng Yan in his arms as he returned to the room from a distance, and sighed, "And Why don't you say that Qin Zigui of your family is not a daughter, otherwise it would be great to be my daughter-in-law, and someone can inherit such a large property of our family."

Xu Qingrong shook her head and sighed, regretting very sincerely.

She and Qin Ru have been talking about this kind of joke for many years. It is estimated that if there is really a girl between Qin Zigui and Sheng Yan, even the engagement wine has already been set.

It's a pity that both of them are real big men over 1.8 meters.

Hearing this, Qin Zigui took Sheng Yan back to his room indifferently, closed the door, put him on the bed, and glanced at the open wound on his forehead due to violent coughing: "Sit down, don't move, here you go." Get some medicine."

After speaking, he turned and opened the drawer.

Sheng Yan, who was originally sitting upright by the bed, seemed to have come back to his senses suddenly. One hand was raised high, and the other was stretched straight down, making gestures that stretched the entire length of his arms. After the distance, he said seriously: "So many."

Qin Zigui took out iodophor, turned around, saw him like this, and didn't understand: "Why are there so many?"

Sheng Yan hooked his fingers: "Come here."

Qin Zigui approached as he said.

Sheng Yan hooked his fingers again.

Qin Zigui bent down.

Then Sheng Yan leaned closer to his head, whispered three words mysteriously by his ear: "Old, old woman, Ben."

Qin Zigui: "..."

Now he can be sure that Sheng Yan was really drunk by Erliang Moutai.

Are you an adult? You, my wife.

And so many wives.

Thinking about it, he sneered slightly: "Which fairy do you want to marry?"

Sheng Yan snorted: "If you want to marry that kind of good-looking and smart fairy, it's better to be the one who takes the first grade every time."

Qin Zigui: "?"

Sheng Yan squinted his eyes, fierce and fierce: "In this way, our family will also have the first grade, so we can beat you to death!"

Qin Zigui: "..."

What a grievance.

But he wasn't going to argue with a little drunk, so he dipped a cotton swab with iodophor, raised Sheng Yan's chin, and said perfunctorily: "Well, yes, marry a fairy, marry a fairy who is the first in grade."

Sheng Yan probably subconsciously got used to this scene, so he didn't resist and struggle, but raised his head, looked at Qin Zigui, narrowed his eyes again, and said mysteriously, "I'll tell you another secret."

Qin Zigui put medicine on him: "Say it."

"That's that, the wish I just said, I hope that all the pretenders will stay away from me, that, fake, lied to you." Sheng Yan sat on the side of the bed, supported the edge of the bed with his hands, shaking his head, "I really That's not the wish."

Qin Zigui squeezed his head slightly with his palm, and continued to apply the medicine without saying a word.

Sheng Yan asked unwillingly: "You don't want to know what my real wish is?"

Qin Zigui said casually, "Think."

Sheng Yan said, "I won't tell you."

Qin Zigui pressed Sheng Yan's head: "..."

Why is this man so drunk when he is drunk?

It was so bad that he wanted to unscrew the melon seeds of his little head to see what was inside.

However, Sheng Yan seemed unable to feel the danger that was close at hand, and continued to hum: "As you said, we must draw a clear line and keep a distance, so I don't want to tell you. Picture: Dumbledore shook his head .”

As Sheng Yan said, his head began to sway from side to side under Qin Zigui's palm, with a proud and serious expression.

Qin Zigui looked at him for three seconds, but couldn't hold back, and lowered his head and slightly bent his lips.

Like thin ice seeing the warm sun, it suddenly melts, leaving only the gentleness of spring water.

Sheng Yan, who was still shaking his head at Dumbledore, suddenly stopped and blinked.

Qin Zigui's lips curled into a smile, and he asked warmly, "What's wrong?"

Sheng Yan blinked: "You laughed."

Qin Zigui: "?"

Sheng Yan lowered his head listlessly: "Ever since you hated me, you haven't smiled at me for a long time."

Qin Zigui's knuckles holding the cotton swab paused slightly.

Just as he was thinking about how to answer, Sheng Yan suddenly stood up with a very serious tone: "I want to study."

Even if Qin Zigui knew that Sheng Yan's brain circuit was different from ordinary people, he felt a little caught off guard.

Where is this?

Sheng Yan looked at him with a confident face: "You must think that I am not good at studying and I like to fight. It is because mud can't support the wall, so that's why you don't play with me. Then I have to study, I study well Now, you don't hate me anymore."

As he was talking, he was going to get something, but because of the white wine on his head, he became light-headed and dizzy. He staggered after taking two steps with the same hands and feet.

Seeing that he was about to fall, Qin Zigui hurriedly supported him, and carried him back to the bed: "What do you want, I'll get it for you."

"I want a schoolbag, I want to study."

Sheng Yan sat back on the bed, his eyes were a little sleepy, but he was still stubbornly thirsty for knowledge.

It's okay, at least he knows how to study when he's drunk.

Qin Zigui felt a little relieved, and sent the heavy schoolbag to Sheng Yan's arms.

Sheng Yan took it, put it on his lap, unzipped it, and opened it solemnly.

A charging treasure, a small Lego, an Ipad, a bottle of iced Coke, three boxes of cat cans, two bags of wafer biscuits...

The whole schoolbag was bulging, but at the end, there was only one book.

A thick book as thick as a brick.

There is also a line of big characters written on the cover of the book - I have reached the pinnacle of my life after getting the Wishing System.

Qin Zigui suddenly felt a little relieved that it was too early.

Sheng Yan also seemed to be a little surprised by the composition of his schoolbag. He turned it over and shook it, but he didn't shake out a piece of paper or a pen.

So after an embarrassing pause for three seconds, he picked up the only book as if nothing had happened, patted it, and said solemnly: "This, this is this, um, it's that one...Which book is it, oh, it's that one , The book about sending the president of the student union to a nightclub to be a young master is really well written and really relieves my anger."

Sheng Yan's tone was very confident.

Qin Zigui felt that his crime was not so serious.

Sure enough, Master Shengda was also magnanimous: "But I won't send you to be a young master."

Qin Zigui was finally relieved: "Let me explain the reason?"

Sheng Yan snorted coldly, with an astonishing aura: "Because you grow up like you, you can definitely earn a lot of money by going to a nightclub as a master, so no, I'm not relieved, I want to send you to feed pigs! Feed pigs in the countryside!"

Qin Zigui: "..."

What exactly did he expect from Sheng Yan?

This kind of heartless little drunk, one counts as one, all of them should be stripped, washed, tied up on the bed and left alone, so as not to be mad at death.

Qin Zigui had a cold face, and was about to put his thoughts into action, but Sheng Yan suddenly drooped his head while holding the big yellow book, closed his eyes, and remained motionless.

It looked like he fell asleep suddenly.

Qin Zigui stretched out his hand to touch his face, but just halfway through, Sheng Yan suddenly opened it again, looked at Qin Zigui, and asked nonchalantly, "Why do you think I don't have a wishing system?"

Qin Zigui: "?"

"That's it, he has a wishing system, why don't I have it?" Sheng Yan seemed aggrieved, patted the big yellow book, and lowered his eyes pitifully, "I made a wish last year and said that I want my wish to come true. , It’s been a year, why hasn’t it worked? It’s obviously worked before. Is it because Goddess Guanyin, like you, doesn’t like me anymore.”

Sheng Yan has always been a young master with a good temper, good face, and loves to show off. He hates hypocritical people the most, and he has never lacked friends and excitement.

So after Qin Zigui said to keep his distance, Sheng Yan didn't show any sad emotions except for a few times of embarrassment, or rather than being sad, he acted more like angry and irritable after losing face .

So Qin Zigui never thought that Sheng Yan would have such an idea.

It turns out that the young master who is loved by everyone is also worried that others will not like him.

At that moment, Qin Zigui suddenly felt that his decision a year ago seemed to be wrong.

But he thought that would be the best choice.

He looked at Sheng Yan, and rubbed his head for a long while: "No, Empress Guanyin likes you very much, but some wishes will be slower to come true, such as what was promised last year, it may only come true this year, so just wait .”

Sheng Yan blinked: "Really?"

Qin Zigui nodded: "Yes, really."

Sheng Yan seemed to be soothed, lowered his eyelids, put his chin on the thick book, and asked with some confidence: "Then, will the wish I made last year come true?"

Qin Zigui lowered his eyelashes, and wiped off the excess iodophor on Sheng Yan's forehead with his fingertips: "Yes, you have a good sleep, and it will be realized when you wake up tomorrow."

"Then will my wish this year come true?"

"I will, but you have to say it so that Goddess Guanyin can hear it and find a way to help you realize it."

Sheng Yan was already sleepy under the influence of alcohol, his eyes were slanted, and his brain became froze. After listening to Qin Zigui's answer, he pondered for a long time before he nodded slowly: "Then Empress Guanyin, pay attention Listen, my birthday wish is to hope that Qin Zigui will stop arguing with me, and I want to be as good as before...for the rest of my life...good."

The speed of speech became slower and slower, and the voice became smaller and smaller. By the time the last word "good" was finished, Sheng Yan had already hugged the thick book, leaned on the bed, and completely closed his eyelids.

The even and gentle breathing sounded peacefully, and the hour and minute hands of the old-fashioned alarm clock placed by the bed also unknowingly pointed to twelve at the same time, making a solemn "click".

Qin Zigui stretched out his hands to straighten the slightly messy hair on his forehead, his voice was low and slow in the night: "Happy birthday, Ayan."

Your wishes will come true.