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Chapter 19 Don't dare to provoke, don't dare to provoke

Chapter 19 Don't dare to provoke, don't dare to provoke
"Xiao Xiao, how about some ribs? Grandma's stewed ribs are delicious..."

"This carrot is also delicious, come and take a bite, ah..."

"Baby, eat slowly, come, drink some soup, grandma blows..."

……

Chewing the rice bite by bite, Qin Ye watched the warm interaction between the old and the young with shallow eyes.

Looking up, Jun Moting still had that frozen appearance.

Obviously, the aura around him has changed.

Just before that, it was a thousand-year-old block of ice.

At this moment, the ice cubes melted, like the soup in the bowl, warm and pleasant.

In the next moment, meeting the man's gaze, Qin Ye realized that she was thinking too much.

The man's face was cold, and his eyes were even colder.

Just one look can make her hair stand on end.

Don't dare to provoke, dare not provoke!

Shrinking his neck, Qin Ye once again turned his eyes to Qin Shuyi and Xiao Xiao.

A dinner, the family eats freely and happily.

But after the meal, it was embarrassing.

Even refusing to go for a walk, Qin Shuyi took Xiaoxiao by the hand, saying that she wanted to go back to her room and try on the huge amount of new clothes and shoes that were newly delivered.

Leaving behind the sentence "Don't bother us", the two brothers are left staring at each other in the living room.

back to the room?
As soon as this thought arose, Qin Ye decisively threw it out of his mind.

Staying with Jun Moting, even a second is torture.

But sitting alone in the living room is more like being rejected, okay?
The cloud on the face was calm, but the tears flowed like a river in his heart. Qin Ye never thought that her situation would be so sad.

Seeing Uncle Tong, Qin Ye's eyes lit up.

Qin Shuyi disliked the smell of wood in the room.

But she doesn't dislike it.

As long as she doesn't stay with Jun Moting, she is happy to sleep in the woodshed.

But Qin Ye still said the words, when Uncle Tong greeted him with a smile, "Second Young Master, the Young Master asked you to go to the study. Say yes, let's see the progress of your studies."

Jun Moting is the king of Yun'an City.

In this home, even more so.

No one dared to resist his meaning.

But Qin Ye resisted twice and was able to sit here well, which is really an odd number.

Whether the third time will be so lucky, it is uncertain.

Seeing the meaning in the old fox's eyes, Qin Ye resigned himself to getting up and moving upstairs.

In the study, Jun Moting didn't raise his head, "There are three papers on the table, choose one and do it yourself."

Finished, so that he can register for him.

At the age of 16, it is reasonable to say that he should be in the first year of high school, but Qin Ye...

Thinking of his "amazing" performance today, Jun Moting decided that he still cannot be speculated with common sense.

What if he adopted a genius?
"No need?"

Qin Ye smiled mischievously, "You can do it in the freshman year of high school, you don't need to be special."

I still have to do papers at night, do I want to be so hard?
What's more, before she died, she was a freshman in high school.

Jun Moting raised his eyes, and cast a cold glance at Qin Ye.

Feeling a chill in his neck, Qin Ye moved forward faster than his heart, and sat down in front of the table, "I'll do it, I'll do it now."

Expressing contempt for his cowardice, Qin Ye had no choice but to accept his fate.

Who made the man opposite her untouchable?
Jun Moting lowered his head in satisfaction.

Half an hour later, when he looked up, Jun Moting couldn't help but twitch his brows when he saw Qin Ye who was lying asleep on the table, almost drooling on the test paper.

His face immediately sank.

Qin Shuyi appeared at the right time, holding two glasses of milk in her hand.

Looking at Qin Ye who was already asleep, he felt distressed, "I've been tired all day, and I still have to be stared at by you doing papers at night, my poor Aye..."

Jun Moting: ...

Passing the cup to Jun Moting, Qin Shuyi pouted, "Send him back to his room, and you should go to bed early."

"it is good."

Responding in a deep voice, Jun Mo Ting only wished that what he was holding was Qin Ye's neck.

(End of this chapter)

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