Sweet words made Zhang Fanruo succeed again.

Qin Wantai knew that what he said was a coaxing thing, but after hearing it, he felt sweet, and some resentment naturally disappeared.

The next day is still the weekend.

After dinner in the morning, Zheng Peiling and Shen Qingru said goodbye and left. Zhang Fanru originally planned to go to Dr. Qian's house in the afternoon, but when he heard that Bai Youli was going to make up for He Qingshu, he was worried that he wanted to follow her to take a look.

When I heard that he was going to He Chan's place,

Qin Wantai, who was no longer angry, had a drooping face again. He ignored him all morning and didn't even pick up dishes at noon. When he first met, the cold and alienating feeling of female cadres in the agency appeared again.

I can't stay in this house anymore.

After dinner, Zhang Fanruo pulled Bai Youli and fled in a hurry.

"Huh... what's wrong with Auntie?"

When he came outside, Bai Youli couldn't help but breathe a lot, and she was still a little worried: "Did she not deal with Aunt He at work? I heard that if you want to go over, your face will be bad."

Zhang Fanruo was also a little panicked.

But he still looked like an old dog: "Don't worry, she is just jealous. I am close to Aunt He, so it's not good for children to be too popular, and I'll often be troubled by these problems."

His words made Bai Youli laugh.

"You can't change your bad-hearted personality?"

She spoke as if she was looking at Qin Wantai: "How could my aunt be so beautiful and generous? You must have made her angry."

Zhang Fanruo subconsciously pursed his lips.

He admitted that he was pretty, but generous... Do women have any kind of generous treatment when it comes to emotional issues?

So he decided to test it.

"Who said that you can't just look at people's appearance."

Zhang Fanruo said casually: "Like Sister Peiling, she is so intellectual and beautiful, who would have thought that she can get athlete's foot?"

Bai Youli wanted to laugh first,

But then he immediately discovered the blind spot and his tone became a little weird: "Intellect? You even know what it means now, no ~ wrong ~!"

Zhang Fanruo spread his hands helplessly.

Women, this is your "ugly" and real corners of your mouth!

Finally, the two of them came to the He family. When He Chan came out to look at the door, she immediately saw him beside Bai Youli, and her eyebrows were curled up: "Ah? Why are you here? Auntie thought you would not come here again in a long time, come in quickly."

These gentle and enthusiastic words,

Zhang Fanruo's heart, which was neglected at Qin Wantai, warmed up again.

"Is Fanwu coming?"

He Qingshu, who heard the movement here, ran out: "Have you taken apart the gift I gave you?"

Zhang Fanruo looked at her with a close eye.

I didn’t look carefully yesterday. Now I realized that He Qingshu’s short hair has become a little longer, making his delicate facial features feel like he finally tilted towards the girl’s direction, and what he wore on his body turned into a girl’s printed long T-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-

Now if she makes new friends,

It shouldn't be the misunderstanding like that in the past again.

"received."

When Zhang Fanruo changed his shoes, he gestured with his hands: "You made that clay sculpture by yourself, right? Aunt Qin said it was very similar, so I put it on the cabinet in my room."

He Qingshu felt a little embarrassed when he heard this, but the smile on his face became stronger. She thought about what birthday gift she should give for a long time, and finally came out and asked He Chan to take her to the handicraft hall. She pinched her alone for an afternoon before she could pinch the one she was the most satisfied with.

"Where is Auntie's painting? Do you like it too?"

"Of course I like it, Aunt He, you also draw it very well."

After Zhang Fanruo praised it,

He Chan, who was following him, nodded, but seemed not very satisfied, and then asked: "You put the gift from Qingshu on the cabinet. Where are the aunt's paintings? Where are you hanging them?"

Zhang Fanruo looked back at her strangely.

Is this question even competing with my own children?

"In the bedroom," he said truthfully.

He Chan's eyes immediately narrowed happily and touched his head with satisfaction: "You go and sit on the sofa, aunt washes you fruits."

“…”

This is probably the reward after the correct answer?

After a while.

Bai Youli sat on the sofa, holding a cantaloupe and chewing it in small mouth, but she felt a little strange in her heart. Zhang Fanruo was still talking to He Qingshu and He Chan and the others about his birthday yesterday, but no one mentioned the important matter this time.

A promised tutoring for an afternoon,

It was almost half past two. Thinking of the generous hourly wages given by He Chan, Bai Youli felt a little uneasy to suck fish like this, so she mustered up the courage to interrupt the chat of several people: "Auntie He, why don't I bring Qingshu in to tutor first?"

"Ah, OK?"

It was not me who wanted to be tutored. He Chan's smile remained stronger and even became stronger. She lowered her head and rubbed He Qingshu's head: "Go in and study hard with her sister, and do her homework by the way."

He Qingshu is a sensible child.

But no matter how sensible it is, when it comes to studying, most children's first instinctive reaction is that their smiles gradually disappear. After entering the room with a little nostalgia, only He Chan and Zhang Fanruo were left in the living room.

"You sister is so beautiful."

He Chan changed his posture, with a little emotion in his tone: "Auntie is so old and has come into contact with so many celebrities at work. Your sister's facial features are the best-looking ones that my aunt has ever seen, especially her temperament, which makes people feel distressed at first glance."

Zhang Fanruo was gnawing the cantaloupe next to him.

Maybe he had been exposed to it too much, or maybe he had a strange disease called face blindness. In short, he felt that Bai Youli was quite ordinary now.

"Aunt He."

Zhang Fanru threw away the melon peel and wiped his hands slowly with a tissue: "If you want to praise others, you must be while Sister Ali is still there, but for the sake of you treating me to a cantaloupe, I will convey this praise."

He Chan gently pinched his face.

"Okay, then you have to remember."

After she finished speaking softly, she let go of her hand and stretched her waist. Her waist, which was not worthy of being held, was drawn with a pleasing arc: "I should have hired a tutor for a long time. Someone taught Aunt Qingshu that it was much easier, and her head didn't hurt much recently."

Your head doesn't hurt anymore.

But his sister Ali will probably have a headache later.

Zhang Fanruo secretly complained in her heart, thinking that Kang Yikang would be in later. If He Qingshu showed no sign of enlightenment, then for Bai Youli's physical and mental health, Zhang Fanruo would rather find another job for her.

"It's rare to have a break today...what should I do?"

He Chan's voice next to her fell into deep thought, and after a moment, "How about going out for a spa?"

Zhang Fanruo didn't say anything because he wasn't asking himself.

After a while, He Chan poked him with his finger: "How do you feel when you go out for a spa?"

"Go."

Zhang Fanruo was a little confused, but he still said with a good temper: "I will watch Sister Ali tutor Qingshu, so I will not let her be lazy."

"don't want."

One of his arms was hugged by He Chan, and the latter said in a pleading voice: "You go with your aunt. Auntie hasn't been shopping with you for a long time."

Zhang Fanruo shook his head without thinking and refused.

As a man who has suffered a loss, hearing the word "shopping" is almost a double psychological and physiological discomfort.

He Chan gently raised her mouth.

"Go to go..."

Her voice softer, trying to make the child surrender with her aunt's color: "Auntie is so pitiful. Every time she goes alone, she is lonely, and there is no one around her. She will cry even if she thinks about it..."

If you change to a normal man, you will be 100% disarmed at this moment.

However, Zhang Fanruo was only four or five years old, and he was the purest and healthy time. In his eyes, the red pink was also boned skeletons, his face was filled with meditation as motionless as a mountain, and his mouth opened and ruthlessly spit out the words.

"Don't go."

“…”

He Chan's face showed even more sadness. After a while, she sighed softly, her sighing heartbreakingly. She picked up the handbag on the table. She looked back and saw that the people around her were unmoved. She stood up and walked two steps out. When she turned around, she looked speechless again, but she looked sad and resentful after saying thousands of words.

“…”

Zhang Fanruo was extremely aphasia with the woman in front of him.

It is really a loss for the national entertainment industry to not be an actor if such a drama artist is not a part of the industry.

"well."
To be continued...