Chapter 462

The next day, Qin Yanmo felt a pair of small hands touching his face early in the morning. He opened his eyes mistily and saw little steamed stuffed bun looking at himself with big eyes open.

Before Qin Yanmo could speak, little steamed stuffed bun put his finger on his mouth, made a "Shh" expression, and then raised his children's mobile phone. The wallpaper was two big "get up".

Qin Yanmo's eyes twitched slightly. Qin Sheng must have helped him!

After confirming that he was awake, xiaobaozi crept out of the room without making a sound.

Qin Yanmo looked at his back like a thief and carefully opened the quilt to get up.

When he got downstairs, the steamed stuffed bun had finished breakfast and sat in the living room watching TV.

When he saw Qin Yanmo, he cried happily, "Dad! Go to dinner!"

"OK." Qin Yanmo replied helplessly, "go eat now."

The steamed stuffed bun nodded with a smile and looked like he couldn't wait.

Qin Yanmo laughs. Does he just want to see Qin Sheng?

The steamed stuffed bun watched restlessly on the sofa for a while. Finally, he couldn't help it. After jumping off the sofa, he came to Qin Yanmo with a slap. Without saying a word, he looked at Qin Yanmo with an expectant look, his eyes shining.

Under his expectant eyes, Qin Yanmo just smiled and slowed down his action.

Little steamed stuffed bun looked up at Qin Yanmo for a long time before he realized that he was teasing himself!

"Dad! You are good or bad!" the little steamed stuffed bun complained, then turned and ran away.

Qin Yanmo looked at his back with a smile, and his mood suddenly became better.

Just as he was about to finish his breakfast, little steamed stuffed bun came in with Bai ronghua.

Bai ronghua's first sentence was: "Yan Mo, did you bully the steamed stuffed bun?"

Qin Yanmo laughed and said innocently, "No."

Bai ronghua saw his expression and knew that he was teasing little steamed stuffed bun. He said helplessly, "Yan Mo, it's not a good child who lies."

Qin Yanmo looked at the steamed stuffed bun solemnly, nodded his nose and said, "do you hear me? Lying is not a good child."

The steamed stuffed bun pouted and said unhappily, "I'm a good child!"

Qin Yanmo laughed and said, "well, you are a good child."

"Grandma." the little steamed stuffed bun took Bai ronghua to play coquettish again.

"Dad is joking with you," said Bai ronghua, and then praised him to divert his attention. "It's good to get up so early today."

The little steamed stuffed bun smiled shyly and said, "I've dressed myself."

"That's great," Bai ronghua boasted. "It's much better than your father when he was a child."

The little steamed stuffed bun was even more proud when he heard that he had surpassed his idol. His little face said that he was red. He completely forgot how Qin Yanmo teased him just now.

Qin Yanmo is funny, but he also has some concerns. The child's attention is so easily distracted. After primary school, the academic pressure begins to increase a little. What should we do? Would you like to find him a good tutor first?

However, this idea was soon forgotten. After all, tutors are necessary. After he was ten years old, he was escorted by tutors and passed each exam. That's why his grades are always in the top.

After all, every subject has a special teacher who watches 24 hours. As long as you don't commit suicide, rebellion or mental retardation, you will get good grades.

Little steamed stuffed bun didn't know that his future life path had been determined at Qin Yanmo's breakfast. He looked up foolishly and waited for Qin Yanmo.

Finally, Qin Yanmo calmly finished his last sip of coffee. The steamed stuffed bun immediately came forward, took his hand and said, "go! Go! Dad, let's go!"

Qin Yanmo laughed and said, "don't worry, grandpa won't run away."

The steamed stuffed bun slowed down when he heard the speech, but his eyes were still staring at the underground parking lot not far away.

Qin Yanmo put him on the steps and said, "wait for me here. Don't walk around."

"OK." the steamed stuffed bun answered skillfully. Qin Yanmo touched his head and drove to the underground parking lot.

Qin Sheng's villa is not far from him, but such a luxurious house can't stand in the city center. When they arrive, the sun is already high in the sky.

Qin Yanmo looked at the weather and said, "the sun is a little big today. It may not be suitable for sketching."

"Why?" the little steamed stuffed bun immediately collapsed when he heard the speech. He was very lost.

"If the sun is too big, you will get sunburn," Qin Yanmo said.

"You can wear sunscreen!" the little steamed stuffed bun suggested. "Grandma wiped it for me before."

"See if Grandpa's house is there." Qin Yanmo replied, slowly parked the car at the door of Qin Sheng's house and went in with a small steamed stuffed bun.

The housekeeper stood respectfully at the door waiting for them. As soon as he saw Qin Yanmo, he came forward and said, "President Qin, Mr. Qin is changing clothes now. Please wait in the reception hall."

"I just got up?" Qin Yanmo asked, looking at the time. When Qin Sheng finished cleaning up, he could have lunch directly.

"Mr. Qin has just finished his breakfast and can go out with you after changing his clothes." the housekeeper said respectfully, "Mr. Qin asked me to tell you that he has to change his clothes four times a day. The clothes at dinner and when he goes out can't be the same."

Qin Yanmo twitched slightly at the corners of his mouth and thought: did he live to be a European noble lady?

Make complaints about the Tucao ghost, and make complaints about the visit to the reception hall.

He bought the house himself, and he naturally knew the decoration and configuration inside.

But when he walked into the reception hall, he was still stunned. Why was it different from what he had seen before?

The former reception hall is similar to the reception hall of Qin's building, with simple decoration and good daylighting.

But the reception hall is gentle. The previous big sofa and glass tea table are all gone, only a few small square log tables and small chairs about the height of children's stools.

In the middle of the room, there is a flowing stream directly connected to the small lake in the yard. The original floor to ceiling window has become a paper sliding door, and a thin and invisible tree is planted outside.

The style of the whole room can be said to be very Buddhist. Qin Yanmo thinks it's more like a tea room than a reception hall.

"Wow -" the steamed stuffed bun exclaimed again, "what a clean room."

He doesn't know how to say the word 'plain and elegant'.

Qin Yanmo just calmly sat directly on the floor and looked at the very thin tree. He just felt that his mood had calmed down a lot.

I have to admit that Qin Sheng can live more than him. At least before the emergence of Bai ronghua and Shi Xingcan, the environment around him, whether in dress, villa or company, revealed a cold feeling.

How can you think that Qin Sheng's house is so beautiful? Qin Yanmo didn't even want to find someone to decorate it at the beginning, just because he didn't like outsiders to intervene in his life.

The steamed stuffed bun sat on the ground with Qin Yanmo. The housekeeper followed them and asked, "President Qin, young master Qin, do you have anything to drink?"

"Make a cup of tea." Qin Yanmo looked at the surrounding decorations and thought it would be a pity not to drink a cup of tea to meet the occasion.

The little steamed stuffed bun said foolishly, "I want to drink coke."

Today is his day to drink coke. According to Bai ronghua's regulations, he can only drink one cup a week, but today, this regulation should be relaxed around Qin Sheng. Maybe he can drink one bottle.

Holding this idea, little steamed stuffed bun covered his mouth and hid aside to have fun.

Qin Yanmo looked at him in tears and laughter. He could guess what he thought by looking at him.

They waited about half an hour before Qin Sheng came late. Qin Yanmo stared at him for a long time and didn't see the difference between him and when he was in prison.

"Did anyone serve you to dress and eat before?" Qin Yanmo couldn't help asking.

Qin Sheng smiled brightly and said, "of course, I'm a prison bully."

Qin Yanmo twitched in the corners of his eyes and thought: bully, you ghost.

"Where are we going to collect wind today?" Qin Yanmo asked.

"It's in the small forest ahead," Qin Sheng replied. "I bought the land with your money and intend to develop it into a farmhouse to entertain my friends."

Qin Yanmo nodded, as long as Qin Sheng didn't sign strange documents and bought the company.

"You'd better get another horse farm." Qin Sheng said, and then asked the steamed stuffed bun with a smile, "do you like riding?"

The steamed stuffed bun frowned and shook his head.

Bai ronghua reported to him for a training course on horse riding. One of the things he had to do every weekend was to ride a horse. Not to mention that the horses looked scary, they just fell off the horse accidentally.

Little steamed stuffed bun saw an adult who not only fell off his horse but also was kicked. Even if Bai ronghua explained to him that the adult was kicked off because he had to ride a fierce horse, little steamed stuffed bun still left some shadows.

This shadow has only begun to dissipate slowly until recently.

Qin Sheng just smiled and said meaningfully, "you'll like it..."

Qin Yanmo saw his expression and knew that the steamed stuffed bun was going to be unlucky.

When Qin Sheng was a child, as long as he showed this expression all the way, Qin Yanmo would be forced to participate in Qin Sheng's "special family training" for several months.

Qin Yanmo was most impressed when he was 15 years old. Qin Sheng threw him into the mountains and forests to live alone for a week on the grounds of "Celebrating the end of the high school entrance examination", and only gave him two chocolates.

Qin Yanmo felt lucky that he didn't die inside.

However, he didn't intend to stop Qin Sheng. Because of the particularity of xiaobaozi's identity, as long as he was a little strict with xiaobaozi, Xingcan would think that it was because xiaobaozi was not his own child.

It's better to have Qin Sheng take care of him. After all, he can protect him if he's stupid now. Maybe his bones will be swallowed up when he's gone in the future.

On this thought, Qin Yanmo suddenly had the consciousness of "teaching dumplings to be a good brother who loves and protects his brother".

After all, even if the steamed stuffed bun is not his own, it is also a witness of the feelings between him and Shi Xingcan.

After arriving at the destination, xiaobaozi soon put Qin Sheng's words behind his head and began to run.

Qin Yanmo looked at the neatly trimmed trees around him and asked, "is this specially designed for someone?"

It's very similar to the place where he and Shi Xingcan had a picnic in Turkey. The tall trees can block most of the hot sunshine. The golden fragments fall on the ground irregularly, and there is the laughter of small steamed stuffed buns around.

"Well, use your money," Qin Sheng said generously.

Qin Yanmo's eyes twitched. This kind of thing we all know doesn't need to be emphasized deliberately.

"You've spent so many years of my hard money, and now it's time for revenge." Qin Sheng didn't forget to mend the knife.

Qin Yanmo laughed, but shook his head, and then asked, "what are you calling me to say this time?"