After flirting with the scumbag's uncle, I ran away with my cub (MTL)

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    In a warm villa.

    Shu Ci tightly hugged the takeaway in his arms, staring at Ji Mingchuan with a pair of black eyes, like a little mouse, as if he would never hand over the fried chicken to the death.

    Seeing his appearance, Ji Mingchuan's heart sank, and he didn't know which question to talk about first.

    Taking advantage of the fact that no one in the family eats takeaway is serious, it is still serious to ask for WeChat with my little brother, or it is serious to walk around at home without socks.

    Then he found that each of these three problems was serious.

    "Zai Zai..." Ji Mingchuan wanted to analyze the seriousness of Shu Ci one by one, and Shu Ci said boldly: "I want to eat fried chicken today, and no one can stop me." Shu Ci was very stubborn, but his eyes He betrayed his guilt.

    Ji Mingchuan suddenly had a feeling of a world away. He still remembered the way Shu Ci looked at him at the beginning, which was full of defense and cold.

    But now his eyes are warm, happy, and joyful, and Ji Mingchuan's heart softens again: "You can eat two pieces, but no more, good boy." This has exceeded my expectations, Shu Ci sat on the carpet with a golden sword, "Yes..."

    Ji Mingchuan sat beside him. He didn't know where he found the socks and put them on for Shu Ci. Put it on."

    Shu Ci: "I don't feel cold."

    Ji Mingchuan: "Do you know that boy just now?"

    Shu Ci is not the kind of person who casually asks others for WeChat, he believes that person must be Shu Ci's acquaintance of.

    "Well, I know, that's the shopping guide who received me when I bought clothes for you." Shu Ci didn't want to eat fried chicken by himself, so he handed a piece to Ji Mingchuan, "You can eat too, my husband." Pulling Ji Mingchuan along with him "Collaborate with others", so that Ji Mingchuan won't talk about him anymore.

    As for these fried foods outside, Ji Mingchuan seldom eats them, and he doesn't like them either. They are unhygienic and nutritious. So he wanted to help Shu Ci slowly reduce the fried food outside.

    But every time Shu Ci has an excuse, "It's not that I want to eat, it's that the baby wants to eat."

    His wife pampers himself and spoils his no matter what.

    Seeing that Ji Mingchuan ate, Shu Ci continued: "The guy just now is called Cheng Yu, who is also a Q senior, one year younger than me." Ji Mingchuan said, "You knew this before, or did you just add WeChat?" I know."

    "Just found out." Shu Ci gnawed on the fried chicken while replying to the message, and his oily claws left marks on the screen.

    Ji Mingchuan said lightly: "I know so much just after adding it."

    Before, he added Shu Ci's WeChat with great difficulty, but now his family's Zai Zai took the initiative to add others, jealous, and refused to open Xun.

    Shu Ci finally felt that the people around him were jealous, "So are you jealous?"

    Ji Mingchuan told Shu Ci that he was jealous with his eyes.

    "Hahaha..." Shu Ci smiled, and stepped forward to coax her husband: "Why are you jealous? I like you, but I don't like him. I added him on WeChat because I think he looks like the old man. For me, I just want to help him."

    It may be because he used to work part-time for tuition and living expenses before, so if he can help, he will help.

    The parents of the students he tutored before sent him a message a few days ago, asking him if he could recommend a tutor who is also a Q university.