The group pet green tea dressed as cannon fodder really young master

Waking up too early in the morning, Wen Cha Meimei fell asleep.

When he opened the door refreshed again, Xue Jiu's voice was hoarse from crying and he saw Wen Cha shouting at him: "Aren't you afraid that I will tell Dad and Aunt that you abused me!"

Wen Cha was indifferent and walked away from him.

Xue Jiu took a closer look, and Wen Cha's ear was stuffed with cotton balls, perfect sound insulation.

He really wants to cry now, thinking that he has been invincible in kindergarten and elementary school for so many years, but he stumbled here today.

The child is very smart, and if he finds warm tea, he won't care about him at all, at most he will care about his life and death, he can survive, but he can't live.

The more Xue Jiu thought about it, the sadder he became, and he opened his mouth to cry again. When he sucked his nose hard, a scent immediately penetrated into his nose.

Um?Where is the scent?

Warm Tea found chicken legs and bread crumbs from the refrigerator in the kitchen at some point, and fried them in the pan by himself. The golden crispy pieces covered the big chicken legs, and the skin oozes yellow fat.

Xue Jiu was so greedy that his saliva was about to flow down, but the experience just now made him somewhat self-aware, and he didn't know whether the warm tea was made for him or himself.

The chicken legs were taken out of the oil pan, some hash browns were fried along with the warm tea, topped with ketchup, and Coke was taken from the refrigerator and sat back on the sofa.

Like a little mouse, Xue Jiu sneakily picked up a big chicken leg and stuffed it into his mouth, wanting to cry again.

This must be the best chicken leg he has ever eaten!

He smashed his mouth and licked his fingers, and wanted to sip the warm tea with Coke.

Wen Cha didn't even look at him, and said directly, "Go and drink orange juice."

Xue Jiu pouted, and moved a small bench by himself to stand on tiptoe in front of the refrigerator.

"I want to watch "Peppa Pig." Now that he had confirmed that he had a share of Wen Cha's chicken legs, he became bolder.

Wen Cha said coldly, "I want to watch "Detective Conan"."

Xue Jiu dared not speak out, and voluntarily handed over the initiative of the remote control: "Are you naive?"

Wen Cha replied: "Hehe."

One big and one small sat in front of the TV harmoniously and finished eating junk food.

When Xue Jiu was clumsily operating the dishwasher in front of the sink, he couldn't understand how he had fallen into this situation.

"How can you bully children like this!" He was furious. "When my father and aunt come back, I must tell them that you bullied me and you are finished. They will definitely hate you! Hahahahaha."

He secretly watched Wen Cha's reaction while talking, but it was a pity that Wen Cha was concentrating on playing the game, and gave him a cold back view, his tone was still soft, but no matter how he heard it, he felt shameless: "Just say it, who is not a baby anymore .”

After the game was over and Xue Jiu finished washing the dishes, Wen Cha got up and picked up the child: "Baby, it's time for a nap."

Xue Jiu's room is dominated by sky blue, and there are stickers on the wall, such as Spider-Man, Transformers, and Piggy Page, which are all gaudy.

"You can sleep by yourself after a nap." Wen Cha asked.

It was only afternoon, but the weather outside was not good, it seemed that it was going to rain, and there was no sign of Wen Rong, Xue Mei and the others coming back.

Rumbling, thunder exploded outside the window.

Xue Jiu shook up and down, but didn't say anything.The warm tea had already left the room, and he closed his eyes in frustration.

One minute later, a corner of his quilt was lifted, and Wen Cha changed into a brand new set of pajamas and lay down next to him: "Move my seat."

Xue Jiu muttered "Why are you so fat" while obediently leaving a lot of room for Wen Cha.

"I just asked, and they don't seem to be back that early." He called to ask if he had brand new pajamas, and after Wen Rong replied, it seemed that he had no time to say anything specifically before hanging up.

"Oh, I'm used to it." Xue Jiu shrugged his shoulders like a grown-up, resting his chin on the quilt, showing his round face, "They said you came from the countryside, what's the countryside like? Dirty and messy?"

"Yes." Wen Cha's eyes were already closed.

Xue Jiu became interested: "Then they said, you and Wen Le are incompatible, you are so powerful, did you beat him to pieces?"

Wen Cha opened his eyes and raised his eyebrows slightly: "You don't like him?"

Xue Jiu's mouth was so pouted that he could hang a bottle of oil: "Fake ones, whoever likes them, those who like them are all stupid."

Wen Leshui always forced a smile in front of him every time, and even approached him to please him even though he didn't like him, it was so annoying, I didn't understand why people at home and outside were praising him.He just didn't like to play with Wen Leshui, and every time he approached without winking, he was the one who got scolded in the end, so annoying!

"It's a pity that there are a lot of brains in this world." Wen Cha's eyes closed again unknowingly, "Baby, sleep, rainy days are the best time to sleep."

Xue Jiu muttered something for some reason, and blinked at Wen Cha's pretty face.Children are also color-controlled. As soon as Wen Cha arrived here, he sneaked a few glances. This is the most beautiful person he has ever seen, even more beautiful than the princess and prince in fairy tales.

And when Wen Cha called him "Baby", the tone of his voice would be drawn out, and his tone would be as light as a cloud, which made him feel sweet in his heart.

Xue Jiu closed his eyes, pretended to turn over inadvertently, and carefully rubbed himself into the warm embrace of warm tea, with his little face pressed against his arm, falling into sleep.

In the evening, the dusk dragged the tree shadows on the ground very long, and Wen Rong and the others returned to Xue's house exhausted.

Xue Pengfei said embarrassedly: "Amei, I'm sorry, Qingzhou made you bother."

Xue Mei waved her hand: "It's okay, what does our family say, it's him from Qingzhou... why can't he think about it?"

Xue Pengfei sighed: "Qingzhou also feels that something is wrong with him, and he promised me that he will see a psychiatrist. He will move back home from the apartment after packing up his things in the past few days."

After Wen Cha listened to it, he concluded a piece of information:

His cousin Xue Qingzhou seemed to be in a bad mood, even to the point of threatening his life.

The original book doesn't focus much on Xue's family, it's just a background board, but Xue Qingzhou is like a white moonlight in the author's description, which is loved by many people.

In the later stage, after Qi Junhao became bigger and stronger, he seized the Xue family's market, and the Xue family's business was not as good as before.Wen Leshui lamented that the Xue family's arrival in Xue Qingzhou and Xue Jiu's generation seemed to be disappearing from everyone, and then the text turned to the sweet and greasy daily life of him and Qi Junhao, without continuing to describe it.But Wen Cha clearly remembered the sentence "It would be great if my cousin didn't go into a dead end and live a good life".

Yes, Xue Qingzhou is dead.

Unprecedented protests erupted in the comment area, and one after another angrily denounced the dog author for writing dead cousin.

According to the information that Wen Cha had checked before Wen Cha came, regardless of Xue Jiu's future, now Xue Qingzhou is the most cutting-edge perfumer in the world, with a bright future, and he deserves to enjoy the flowers and applause.

What happened to cause such an outstanding person to be written to death in one sentence.

Xue Pengfei looked at Wen Cha, who was holding Xue Jiu's hand, with a loving expression on his face: "Xiao Cha, I'm really sorry that my uncle didn't treat you well the first time you came here. This kid has a bad temper, so he must have caused you trouble. "

Xue Jiu rushed to say: "Father, he doesn't..."

Strange, he obviously wanted to sue, why didn't Wen Cha stop him.

Xue Jiu bit his lower lip, hummed, and swallowed all the words of complaint, and treated him as a reward for warm tea and good food, so that he would ignore the faults of villains.

It was getting late and it was not convenient for them to stay overnight, so Xue Mei offered to leave: "Brother, let's go home first. Come back in a few days."

"Okay." The wrinkles in the corners of Xue Pengfei's eyes revealed a bit of fatigue, and he patted Wen Cha's shoulder kindly, "Xiao Cha, come back next time."

Wen Cha nodded obediently, pinched Xue Jiu's baby fat: "Goodbye."

Xue Jiu hugged the wall and leaned against the wall, thinking disdainfully in his heart: Dad and aunt will know how to please him when they come back, it's too late now!

But blurted out: "When will you come next time?"

Xue Pengfei's eyes widened, as if the one in front of him was not his own son.

There was a day when the devil incarnation was reluctant to let others go home. The sun really came out from the west.

He looked at Wen Cha more gently: "Brother will come to you when he is free."

"My lord is always busy." Xue Jiu muttered.

Basically, what his father and brother said was that they would never have time to play with him.

Wen Cha squatted down before getting into the car, helped him wipe the biscuit crumbs from the corner of his mouth, and winked at him: "I'm still a baby."

Adults are always free, and babies are always free.

Xue Jiu's heart suddenly exploded with fireworks, as if popping candy in his mouth, he hooked his fingers together, and said in a childish voice, "You must not lie to me!"

The car speeding home means the end of the day, Wen Cha opened the webpage and searched for the name "Xue Qingzhou".

With the overwhelming praise, Xue Qingzhou has gained a large number of fans because of his excellent strength and good looks, and in terms of traffic, he is no worse than idols in the entertainment industry.

A different piece of news appeared at the bottom of the page:

"The Fall of Genius--Is the Perfumer God's Talent Exhausted?" "

The general idea of ​​the article is that Xue Qingzhou hasn't published a new fragrance work for a long time, and the rest is all due to the editor's nonsense.

What's going on with Xue Qingzhou Jiang Lang's talents?Everyone is familiar with Xue Qingzhou, but what happened to Jiang Langcai?Xue Qingzhou's talents are exhausted, in fact, his talents are exhausted, the editor is also very surprised.This is the story about the exhaustion of Xue Qingzhou's talents. If you have anything to say, you can tell the editor in the comment area.

The comment area is very lively as I wish:

[Listening to what you say is like listening to what you say. ]

[I was still speechless last time. ]

[Now mentally handicapped ai can also become the editor, it has been said that our Qingzhou is just a closed door, less forced to force Lai Lai, T is still alive before death! ]

[Qingzhou's low profile is not an excuse for you to use him to cheat traffic, please pay more attention to his works, and don't use the standards of the entertainment industry to judge him, thank you! ]

It seems that the answer can't be found online.

But a few days later, Wen Cha finally met Xue Qingzhou at Xue's house.

In the transparent flower room at the corner of the first floor, the sun was just right and snapdragons were in full bloom. Xue Qingzhou was holding a paintbrush in front of the canvas. He was dressed in clean white and looked as solemn as Panasonic. He smiled and said to him:

"Cousin."