Cute baby strikes: Daddy let go of my mommy

Chapter 380 Man 31 Flowers
"Lingling, you are too ignorant, how can you imitate Big Brother Pan's voice." This is not obvious to scare him.

"I don't think it's interesting. Anyway, I'm curious. Little brother, you've been sleeping for so long. I really want to know what kind of dreams you had."

Han Ling blinked playfully.

Han Zhixin's face changed suddenly, obviously he didn't expect Han Ling to ask suddenly, this guy clearly promised him that he wouldn't say it!Why do you have to ask again.

Han Ling lowered her head, deliberately not looking at her little brother's surprised gaze.Yes, she knew what the little brother dreamed, and she promised him not to tell him, but she really didn't say it because she didn't think she knew the answer.

"I didn't have any dreams." Han Zhixin said uncomfortably.

Han Ling obviously didn't intend to let him go, "Little brother, are you sure? Oh, what are you embarrassed to say, do you mind if Brother Pan is here?"

Ask knowingly.

Han Zhixin raised his head, glared at Han Ling, and then carefully glanced at Pan Zimu, only to see that Pan Zimu was really watching him, and his dark pupils fell on his face, which turned red all of a sudden.

"Brother Pan."

Called out unconsciously.

Pan Zimu was puzzled, and reached out to touch Han Zhixin's head, "Xiaoxin, what did you dream about?"

"I dreamed of you." Seeing such eyes, he couldn't help telling the truth.

Yes, I dreamed about you!

Pan Zimu sighed in his heart, as if he knew what Han Zhixin would say, he shook his head helplessly, "It doesn't matter if you dream of me."

The following three words contain too many emotions.

Han Zhixin suddenly understood why Pan Zimu asked him, his shyness disappeared, and he turned a little pale, "Brother Pan, don't you want to know what I dreamed about?"

"...", Pan Zimu remained silent, expressionless.

Han Zhixin smiled faintly, "I dreamed that when I was a child, I was only about five or six years old. I was forced by my mother to wear women's clothes, but I was bullied by other children. You appeared."

You even said, Han Zhixin is the person I want to protect, whoever makes a move!
Pan Zimu, do you remember, you really said that!
"I still want to study viruses." Pan Zimu said these words coldly, turned and walked away.

Han Ling was watching, silent, just looking at her little brother with heartache. To be honest, she didn't know what was so good about Pan Zimu!She only knows that her little brother is perfect! !
"Second Brother Pan, you said, 'I am the person you want to protect, try to move me!' Second Brother, is it still useful now?" Han Zhixin kept staring at Pan Zimu's back, his eyes were not concealed. live sad.

Pan Zimu was taken aback for a moment. He had put his hand on the door when he heard what Han Zhixin said.

After a long time, Pan Zimu didn't turn his head, "You should call me big brother or my name, I told you."

After speaking, he opened the door and walked away.

Han Zhixin's nose was sore, and his heart was throbbing. That's right, only An You can call this Second Brother Pan, and he is not qualified.

I just felt that my hand was held by someone, it was very gentle and warm, "Little brother, I'm sorry."

"Lingling!"

There was an inexplicable sense of aggrievedness in the voice.

Han Ling felt uncomfortable, "I'm here."

Originally, she wanted to get closer to her little brother and Pan Zimu, but she really wanted to make a mistake.

Han Zhixin smiled, the smile was uglier than bitter, "What do you think is good about Pan Zimu?" Why is he so obsessed with it.

Han Ling pulled the novice Han Zhi hard, feeling sour, "Little brother, I should be the one who asked you this question! Look, I like you so much. I'm not bad looking, young, and in good shape. You are good at housework and other things, and you have temperament! You are ten years older than me, and I don’t mind. Why don’t you like a perfect woman like me? Why do you like such a piece of wood? It’s cold, and he doesn’t like you! "

"Lingling..."

"Don't say I'm sorry!" Han Ling lowered her head, tears rolling, "You are annoying, do you know?! You are so blind, do you know? Leave the person who loves you, you don't love, you don't love You prefer the person you love. To be honest, I know that you are so good, why should I like you! But I know that love is always a matter of thousands of twists and turns. You can't explain it clearly, and you can't think clearly. .”

Sobbing loudly.

Yes, love has always been a matter of thousands of twists and turns. Anyone can think clearly, and anyone can walk the way frankly. Then there will be no men and women who get lost in love in this world.

Tears kept dripping, dripping on Han Zhixin's wrist.

Han Zhixin fell silent. He couldn't see Han Ling's appearance, but he knew that Han Ling was really uncomfortable.

"Little brother, why don't you comfort me with a word."

Han Ling wiped away her tears with her hand and raised her head.

There was a hint of heartache and apology in Han Zhixin's eyes, "Lingling."

"Little brother, tell me, I lost to Big Brother Pan." Han Ling looked serious, she didn't need her favorite little brother, a little bit of apology!

Even if you lose, you have to lose with integrity, not to mention that she has long wanted to ask.

Han Zhixin obviously didn't expect Han Ling to ask such a question, his face changed slightly, a bit embarrassed, and he unconsciously looked away, "Actually, you are quite good! Really, Lingling, you are the most innocent girl I have ever seen. "

"Nonsense, you're lying." Han Ling patted Han Zhixin's hand, "Little brother, you must know, tell me quickly, I don't mind if you compare me to Brother Pan."

"But I don't mind, you are a woman after all."

"You're not born gay!"

"...Then you sure you want to know?"

"Ah."

Only then did Han Zhixin look up at Han Ling, "Then I'll say it."

"Say!" With a wave of his little hand, his expression was serious, he had to say.

Only then did Han Zhixin say, "Actually, Brother Pan looks pretty good, has a good figure, and can do all kinds of housework! The most important thing is that he can see a doctor for me, actually..."

Before finishing the rest of the sentence, Han Ling stretched out her hand and interrupted with one hand, "Stop! Little brother, what do you mean! Does Big Brother Pan look as good as me? Does he have a body like me? Is it soft to hold me? ? Housework is a woman's job, isn't it because I don't know how to see a doctor, so I'll learn it tomorrow."

"Actually, the most important thing is age." Han Zhixin said hastily, "I don't really like people who are much younger than me!"

"You like old men!" Han Ling was surprised, and immediately opened her mouth, "Oh, it's not old! So you like mature ones?"

Han Ling rubbed her chin, she will go for a mature style tomorrow.

Han Zhixin is embarrassing, he doesn't like to be mature, but it seems that Pan Zimu is indeed very mature.

"Little brother."

"What?"

"You said, I want to go with a mature woman, or do I want to go with a mature woman?"

The corner of Han Zhixin's mouth twitched, "Lingling, please don't make me complain about such low-level questions."

At the very least, you have to ask whether you want to go with a mature woman or a light mature woman.

"No, it's serious!" Han Zhixin was a little bit embarrassed, "You know, I'm young, and I'm very youthful when I hear it. Brother Pan is almost thirty, so I can tell he's a mature man when I hear it. "

Hearing this, Han Zhixin felt a bit embarrassed, "Lingling, is there something I don't know what to say?"

"You said."

"Thirty tofu dregs for women, eighteen and one flower, so you look the best like this!" Han Zhixin said seriously, and then unconsciously lowered his eyes, "Men have 31 flowers, Brother Pan is the one."

"..." Han Ling was silent, looking at Han Zhixin's shy face, she realized that she had lost to Han Zhixin, not Pan Zimu.

In fact, when you like that person, you like everything about him, and you even think that the shortcomings are perfect.But the person who likes you, you can't even see his good points.

Because you never took it to heart.

At the door of the isolation room.

Han Zhicheng leaned against the wall, listened to the conversation between the two people inside, shook his head helplessly, and looked sideways at the expressionless man, "Zimu, it seems that my little brat really likes you."

Pan Zimu didn't speak, his face was expressionless and thoughtful, he turned and walked away.

Looking at the person who left, Han Zhicheng kept staring at the back. In fact, Pan Zimu was there when he came out just now, so he naturally heard the conversation.

Originally, Pan Zimu planned to leave directly, but he heard Han Ling's questioning, so he stayed. Obviously he could leave, but he didn't, and kept listening here.

The corner of Han Zhicheng's mouth curled up slightly, feeling a little relieved, he stood up straight away, opened the door and walked in.

Is this a better development?
Pan Zimu went directly to the beauty teacher. When the beauty teacher looked up, he saw Pan Zimu's thoughtful look and raised his eyebrows, "Zimu, what are you thinking?"

"It's nothing." Pan Zimu lowered his eyes, but he also thought of what he said to Han Zhixin once, it seems that he also said it when he was a child.

'Han Zhixin, the second brother will protect you!Don't let others bully you again! ! ! '

There is also a trace of immature words, like an oath.

Pan Zimu sat down, and his childhood appearance could still emerge in his mind, facing Han Zhixin who was wearing a princess dress, with a firm look on his face.

Sure enough, promise not to talk nonsense.

The beauty teacher is suspicious, Zimu is just going to see Han Zhixin, why is he so confused?
It never occurred to Pan Zimu that he was thinking of the past.

"Second brother, they scolded me. Just now this guy lifted my skirt and beat me. It hurt me so much." A little girl about five or six years old had tears on her face and was wearing a pink dress. , but the skirt is covered with footprints.

And this little girl is hiding behind a very handsome little boy.

The little boy was handsome, about six or seven years old, with a very calm expression. Looking at the people standing in front of him, especially the one pointed by the little girl behind him, the little boy stared at him without any timidity.

(End of this chapter)