Sweetheart, don't run

Chapter 520 Text ending (2)

He stuffed the oranges into his mouth, looked at him, and said after a while, "You look like a skinny monkey."

He felt that this little brother was a little malnourished, otherwise why would he be a head shorter than him.

He didn't know that it wasn't that he was malnourished, but that he was overnourished. He was only six years old and had grown to 1.4 meters. Naturally, everyone was malnourished.

Chen Mo's first feeling when he saw him was that this boy looks really good-looking.

He was wearing a little black dress, like the little prince in the cartoon, with a red bow tied around his neck, but he was caught in a crooked manner.

His eyebrows, eyes, nose and lips are as long as carved out, three-dimensional and handsome, his expression at this moment looks extremely impatient, and the orange peels are all over the floor.

Chen Mo heard the conversation he had just had with the maid, and knew that he hadn't enjoyed himself enough, so he picked up the apple from the fruit plate and stood where the maid had just stood, put the apple on top of his head, and grinned at him.

Chen Mo, who grew up in an orphanage, was especially good at judging people's faces. The director told him that the mayor wanted to pick a boy to be the young master's companion, and he had to be older.

The dean saw that he was clever, so he lied about his date of birth. In fact, he was a month younger than the young master. It was the wish of every child in the orphanage to get out of the orphanage. Chen Mo cherished this opportunity very much. Young Master, he thought, he will treat him well all his life, because the Luo family took him in, so he must be grateful and repay his kindness.

Luo Zhan saw him standing there, his legs were trembling, he was obviously very scared, but he didn't say anything, standing at attention and still smiling at him, seeing such a little brother who forced himself to smile, Luo Zhan felt uncomfortable .

"Come here." He weighed another orange from the fruit plate, and when he came over, he stuffed the orange into his hand, "Eat more and grow taller and fatter, and I'll take you to a group fight."

"...Master, the master said I can't fight." Chen Mo said timidly, wanting to eat the oranges but dare not peel them.

Luo Zhan felt that he was too timid to even eat oranges, and it was... a bit of a fantasy to expect him to help him fight.

"You are my man, so you have to listen to me from now on, that old man has too much control." Luo Zhan stuffed the oranges he had peeled directly into his mouth.

He nodded and hummed.

I was so happy that the young master actually fed him oranges.

From then on, Chen Mo followed wherever he went, and every time he made an appointment with someone, he beat him and persuaded him.

"Master, it's not good to fight, let's go back, the master knows that you should be punished to kneel on the keyboard again, let's go back."

Only then did Luo Zhan realize that his father had found a helper for him, he had obviously found a helper. He had always won fights in the past.

But his Tang Monk was talking non-stop, and he had to be distracted to take care of him so that he would not be beaten, so the result was that he went home with injuries all over his body, and he promised to keep it from him. Dad dared to reprimand him, and he immediately told the whole story, and in the end he had to scold him again.

At the beginning, he always felt irritable and didn't want to take him, but in the end he found that he was still useful, such as copying his homework.

It wasn't that the teacher taught him that he didn't know how to do it. On the contrary, he felt that those questions were too childish. Calculating those questions was a waste of his time, and he might as well fight.

But every time he copied his homework, it was like killing him.

"Young master, don't copy it, the master will punish you to kneel on the keyboard after knowing..."

(End of this chapter)