The paranoid hero who is about to wear clothes is squeamish again

Chapter 74
Jiang Chuzhi's little head was poured with hot water, and the water droplets flowed down the ends of his hair and hit his cheeks.

She lowered her head, her eyes filled with white mist focused on the bruises on her stomach.

He stretched out his slender fingers, gently put them on, and touched them.

He raised his little finger again and pinched his cheek like Qi Cheng did.

Soft, no wonder my sister likes to pinch.

He sneezed a little, touched his nose, turned off the shower, took off the white towel hanging on the side, and slowly wiped the water off his body.

After wiping, he spread out the towel again, shook it, and hung it up again.

The young boy pushed the sliding door open a small crack and looked at it curiously with wet eyes.
The light outside was a warm yellow, different from the little light bulbs he had at home, and it looked great.

Looking to the right, there is a small stool with neatly folded clothes on it.

Stretching out her little hand, she took the clothes into her hands like a thief, and took them into the bathroom.

It's just that there is a top and pants, but nothing...

He blushed.

That, you can't wear your sister's clothes.

Jiang Chuzhi quickly put on his clothes.

He bit his lip, moved to the mirror, and looked at it in confusion.

The white shirt is a bit too big, and there is a raised pattern on it, which is a large unknown flower.

Biting her lip, she picked up the hair dryer and dried her hair.

When he went downstairs, Qi Cheng was talking to Zong Nian.

"Chengcheng, in a few days, I will go through the transfer procedures. This time, I plan to pick you up and return to Beijing."

"As for that child, you send him home."

Zong Nian told Qi Cheng while reading the newspaper.

Jiang Chuzhi hid behind.

"Is it okay not to go?" Qi Cheng said in a warm voice.

Zongnian's eyebrows were prominent and he looked extremely fierce, "Someone else's daughter is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting! What about you, did you get into a fight not long ago? Come back to the capital with me to study!"

"..." Qi Cheng said nothing.

Jiang Chuzhi, who was hiding behind the wall, curled his fingers and shrank in his heart.

Will my sister leave here without him?
He bit his lip, endured it, and hid behind the wall instead of going out directly.

In the living room, a female voice spoke warmly, "I can capture the knight or lose."

Zong Nian looked at her in surprise, good guy, his daughter is better than her father, she is really self-taught.

Zongnian asked again, "Then are you going to Beijing?"

Qi Cheng said softly, "I won't go."

After hearing this, Jiang Chuzhi loosened his clenched fists, walked out slowly, looked at Zongnian timidly, then walked behind Qi Cheng holding his little fingers, "Uncle, sister." There was a slight hint in his voice. Milk sound.

"Yeah." Zong Nian responded casually, without even looking at the young boy, and asked Qi Cheng, "Why don't you go."

"Father is rich, so he can let you walk sideways in Beijing. You can also meet many good sisters in Beijing."

Zong Nian suddenly felt that the daughter he hadn't seen for a long time was a plastic talent, and when he looked at Qi Cheng, he found her more and more pleasing.

"You can't spend money randomly, so I won't go." Qi Cheng shook his head and made up a nonsense reason.

She couldn't go to Beijing because Jiang Chuzhi had to meet his biological grandfather here.

Zong Nian stroked his chin, pondered for a moment, and then laughed, "You know how to save money for me."

He sighed, got up and walked upstairs, "Well, after two years, I will take you back to Beijing."

Qi Cheng nodded, and then remembered to look back at Jiang Chuzhi after taking a shower.

The little boy stood where he was, his ears turned red, as if he had just breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the clothes were very wide, much larger than Jiang Chuzhi's skinny body.

The white shirt went well with his fair complexion. His face was pale, but his eyes were bright.

Qi Cheng tilted his head and thought, how cute would it be if he had a little baby fat on his face and a little longer hair?
(End of this chapter)