Chapter 535

Jing Qian is in a good mood today. This is his first time to eat in a restaurant like ordinary students in the past few days.

A few days ago, the family were worried. At noon, daddy took him home. He also talked with daddy and mommy for a long time before they agreed to let him eat at school at noon.

On the first day of eating here, Wen Zhihan seemed more excited than him. As soon as class was over, he ran to the restaurant and said he wanted him to taste the signature dishes in the restaurant.

It's not that he doesn't want to walk fast, but that his body hasn't fully recovered and can't walk too fast.

ten minutes later.

"Jing Qian, here!" Wen Zhihan stood up and waved to him.

Jing Qian immediately turned around and went towards him.

The food is warm and cold. The restaurant is in the form of buffet. You can decide what to eat and how much to eat.

"I haven't eaten too much sugar and vinegar in the restaurant for two years. I haven't eaten too much sugar and vinegar together."

Jing Qian raised his lip a little radian and drank borscht soup with his head down.

"I'm so lonely without you, man. When you come, you deprive me of my school grass aura. You know I was the school grass before!"

Even if you grow up to be more than two years old, Wen Zhihan is still a nag.

Jing Qian still talked little, especially after being bored at home for two years, he was even colder. Wen Zhihan kept saying something. He listened, should he say a word.

Halfway through the meal, Wen Zhihan looked around and whispered, "Yang Xingyu said he saw ou Yuenan!"

The bamboo shoots that Jing Qian had just picked up fell back into the bowl with a slap. He suddenly looked up, frowned and asked, "where did you see them?"

"There was a volunteer activity in our school last week. He went and met ou Yuenan."

"Did he say where Nannan is now?"

Wen Zhihan glanced and shook his head. "I really don't know. At that time, there were so many people. He just saw ou Yuenan and didn't go up to say hello. However, he seemed to see that there were people from Haicheng No. 1 middle school in ou Yuenan's team. After all, they all went together in a team."

Jing Qian's eyes, which had been silent for a long time, seemed to brighten, and then continued to bow his head to eat.

Wen Zhihan bit his chopsticks, looked at him for a moment and asked, "you won't. do you still think of Ou Yuenan? Jing Qian, I'm not a brother. There are so many girls coveting you. Why do you have to think of Ou Yuenan? You haven't forgotten it for more than two years! "

Jing Qian blinked and gave him the last sweet and sour ribs. "You can't stop your mouth when you eat."

Warm cold: "..."

The last class is over.

Wen Zhihan didn't move. Jing Qian didn't hurry to pack up. He turned and looked out of the window. When the students were almost gone, Wen Zhihan took out a tablet computer from the drawer.

"There are good things in it. Take it back!"

Said, also happily picked his eyebrows.

"What?"

"Don't ask. It must be a good thing. I managed to get it. What's up? Don't say my brother doesn't have you in his heart."

The warm cold was so beautiful that his eyes narrowed with laughter.

Wen Zhihan's beautiful appearance and bright facial features, coupled with the gentle temperament formed by playing the piano since childhood, are very conspicuous in the school and belong to the existence of prince charming.

He has grown a lot in the past two years, but he is still three centimeters shorter than Jing Qian. He raised his arm on Jing Qian's shoulder and said a meaningful sentence.

"Take it easy!"

Jing Qian frowned. Although he knew he was selling off, he wouldn't ask. He put his homework in his schoolbag and went out with Wen Zhihan.

It was still Nanlin Mo who came to pick up Jing Qian. When more than half of the students left, they saw Jing Qian and Wen Zhihan come out with shoulder to shoulder.

"Uncle Nan, give me a ride. My father has a party this afternoon."

Wen Zhihan smiled and put a small face on his handsome face.

Nanlin Mo Gou smiled, patted him on the shoulder, tilted his head, "get in the car!"

"OK, thank you, uncle Nan!"

With that, he and Jingqian sat in the car.

The two children chatted along the way. Nanlin Mo specially observed Jing Qian and found that although he still didn't talk much, he was happy in his eyes.

It also relieved him.

After all, Jing Qian stayed at home for more than two years. Although they usually take him out and at home, he is still alone. They can all feel that Jing Qian's character is more lonely.

But after half a month's observation since he went to school, it was found that Jing Qian adapted quickly to returning to school.

"Can you keep up with your homework?"

Before Jing Qian spoke, Wen Zhihan said first, "Jing Qian doesn't study in class."

Nanlin Mo frowned. As soon as he wanted to speak, he heard the child say again, "because of all our lessons, Jing Qian has finished self-study..."

South facing Mo: "..."

He forgot that.

Although Jing Qian stayed at home, three days a week, a teacher came to teach him. In the rest of the time, he played the piano, played games, played with his sister and so on. In short, he read books in the rest of the time.

He has read the books in a bookcase at home almost every time in the past two years, whether in finance or Finance

Since I have read so many extracurricular books, I must have chewed through my homework.

"Uncle Nan, the teacher also said this morning that Nan Jingqian's classmates are of high level and can jump to high school..."

Nanlinmo glanced at his son in the rearview mirror. "Do you want to go to high school?"

Jing Qian shook his head, "No."

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At the dinner table, Xi Muyan asked Jing Qian if he was fit in at school.

"Everything is very good, Mommy. Don't worry."

"That's good." Xi Muyan gave him his favorite spicy chicken. "Eat more. It's not easy to eat something with heavy taste. Aunt Zhou's cooking is not very spicy. You can eat it right."

Jing Qian nodded, turned his head, looked at the idea of eating with a spoon, and smiled.

"Baby, Mommy is going on a business trip tomorrow. It's estimated that it will take about three days. If you have anything to do, call your father. If you can't, call your uncle. Don't be brave."

"I see, Mommy."

After dinner, after finishing his unfinished homework, he took his clothes to the bathroom.

Taking off his clothes, he looked in the mirror, then turned sideways and frowned.

It's OK on the bore. There's only a little trace left during the rescue, but the back is different. Several scars crisscross from the back to the back waist.

He attaches great importance to his body. Every time he sees this scar, his mood will be lower.

After taking a bath, I went to the massager in front of the window and sat down. I put my legs on it and turned the switch.

Although he can walk now, he hasn't walked for so long. Now as long as he walks a little more, his legs are sore. He can only massage and relax every night.