Qin Xiyan saw his elegant sitting in it, his clear eyes trembled slightly.

He raised his eyes, hesitated, and called him in a faint voice:

" Dad. "

He remembered that dad was always busy.

The last time Qin Xiyan saw him, it seems that it was 43 days ago.

The indifferent and cool man drooped his eyes slightly and gave a low "um" voice with extra low magnetism.

The pale fingers with distinct knuckles turn over a page of report, and the expression is as cold as it is.

See Qin Xi proverb always stand outside the car.

The man slightly sidestepped his sharp and cold face, and his dim eyes finally fell on him, and his dark and dark eyes became deeper:

"come up."

Qin Xiyan pursed his small mouth, and didn't know what his father wanted him to do.

A little hesitation, holding the bag, or sat in.

As soon as Qin Xi Yan sat down, his uncle Jian Cheng Lang turned his head from the front row.

His fox eyes were slightly raised, and his delicate eyebrows and eyes were permeated with a lazy evil spirit. He said with a smile:

"little proverb, how about the first day of school today? Do you feel used to it? "

Qin Xi proverb gently nodded.

The man next to him raised his indifferent eyes and pressed his thin lips. His voice was so cold that he didn't have any temperature:

"dumb? Can't even speak? "

Qin Xiyan is holding a small schoolbag. His long black eyelashes are shaking desperately. His delicate white face is tensed tightly.

Dark black and beautiful, like the big eyes of glass beads, glared at him.

It's like a gamble. Anyway, it's silent!

"Brother Jian Chenglang is speechless, and looks at her with a blank look:

"what do you force him to do? You don't know. The more you force him to speak, the less he wants to talk. Can't you let the proverb go slowly?"

His brother obviously wants to get along well with the proverb.

But there is no way. The mother of Xiaoyan died early, and his brother is a straight man. He can't take care of children at all, and he doesn't know how to get along with children.

Originally, I wanted to persuade the little proverb to speak more, but what he said was irritating, even he couldn't listen to it.

Thinking of this, Jian Chenglang couldn't help murmuring:

"he is your son, not your subordinate. Who do you want to frighten with a straight face?"

Qin Xi proverb little Zhengtai heard the words and nodded vigorously.

Jian Cheng Lang sees this, suddenly cheap Xi smile, "see, even the little proverb also think I said right!"

Jian Yi tightly pursed thin lips, side head looked at Qin Xi proverb, did not utter a word.

Jian Cheng Lang looks at him this pair of dead arrogant Jiao's appearance, curls one's lips.

Fortunately, his brother had self-knowledge. When he came to the kindergarten to see the proverbs, he was called together.

Otherwise, one can't speak and the other doesn't love to talk. How can they all fall out in the cold war!

Qinxi proverb is premature, since childhood was judged to have mild autism, do not like to talk.

A year ago, when his mother died, he became more autistic and even social phobia.

When he went to a place where there were many strangers, he would like to hide himself completely and not want to say anything.

Only in the face of familiar people, or to a safe environment, he can barely say a few words.

To this end, they have found a lot of methods, which are useless.

I can see the age of kindergarten.

Originally, they wanted to put people in their own kindergarten.

One person, one class, one-on-one teaching.

In this way, we can also protect the proverbs in the west of Qin Dynasty.

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