[BL] The Young Master of the Republic of China Dressed Up as a Baby | ✓

Chapter 10

The live broadcast room began to urgently search for someone:

"Urgent, urgent, where did this handsome boy come from?" " This handsome boy came

from the sky!"

"Does anyone know whose cub this is?"

The audience in the live broadcast room They were all confused, but the news seemed to have wings, and new people kept pouring into Qiuqiu's live broadcast room.

Some people couldn't help but ask:

"How strange, isn't this kid a guest on the show? Why does he suddenly appear in Qiuqiu's live broadcast room when he doesn't have his own live broadcast room?" This is what

Qiuqiu wants to know. The problem.

Qiuqiu looked at the child in front of him who was too beautiful to be a real human being, and couldn't help but ask:

"Little brother, are you an elf?"

It's no wonder Qiuqiu asked this, he himself traveled into this novel world. , the past world is still collapsed. If the beautiful boy now says that he is not human, Qiuqiu will not be the least bit surprised.

The boy squatted on the ground and said nothing.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Qiuqiu stretched out her hand to touch his arm.

Will he turn into bubbles and disappear after being touched, like in fairy tales?

He looked uncomfortable. Don't really need help?

However, Qiuqiu didn't want to think about how, in the eyes of others, Douding, who was now staggering when he walked, looked like he could provide help.

The little brother just looked up at Ji Qiuqiu and waved away the hand that Qiuqiu wanted to touch. He said nothing, didn't answer anything, and buried his face in the shadow of the corner.

Qiuqiu was ignored and left aside.

But he was neither anxious nor annoyed. He squatted down along with the little brother's movements, and then held up his little fan to blow the air for the little brother.

He stared at the little brother's face very carefully and then made sure that the little brother was not in any danger.

In the past, in troubled times, even a Buddhist young master like Qiuqiu who only immersed himself in his own little world would be required to possess the necessary life-saving skills.

That was all taught to him by his brother who is a doctor.

His brother was highly accomplished in medicine and eventually died serving his country on the battlefield. He is glorious, and it is his wish to be able to save more people on the battlefield.

In the past, he had always been the one protected and cared for.

Now Qiuqiu thinks that if he had the opportunity to take care of others, he would be happy to do so. Isn't he doing a great job like he is now?

Qiuqiu's little head was full of thoughts. His little hands were raised high, and he kept pointing the small fan at his little brother who looked sweaty.

His small, tender wrists as white as lotus joints were tired. He put his arms down, shook his little hands, and then changed his hands to continue.

The eyes of the sisters in the live broadcast room were all red:

"How can baby Qiuqiu be so good?"

"I really want to go to Qiuqiu and hug him right away."

"What a kind baby."