Chapter 3 Song House
"Song Qi, you speak first."

Song Qi whose name was called raised his chin and said angrily, "They deserve to be beaten!"

"Tsk." Song Shiyu, who was driving, frowned tightly, and the air pressure in the car suddenly dropped.

Even Luo Chujiu, who had been groping around, took her hands back, put them on her lap obediently, and quietly looked at Song Shiyu and Song Qi.

Finally, Song Zian, who was sitting next to Song Qi, broke the low air pressure, "Uncle, little uncle is here to vent my anger, they..."

"Cough, cough, cough! I just want to fight!" Song Qi forcibly interrupted what Song Ziyan was about to say with a very unnatural cough.

Song Zian looked at Song Qi with a worried expression.

Obviously it happened because of her.It was her playfulness that dragged Song Qi to a club with her who had changed into men's clothes, but finally ran into a boy who was rejected by her for confessing his confession a few days ago. .Then the other party mentioned grandpa and grandma, that is, Song Qi's parents, and Song Qi went straight to copying guys to fight...

Song Qi has always been reluctant to mention the matter of his parents.

Song Shiyu sighed, and he could probably guess what exactly happened in the quarrel.

In the next car, Song Qi looked out the window, Song Shiyu was driving, Song Zian looked at Song Shiyu at Song Qi, Luo Chujiu looked at Song Zian.

Luo Chujiu was still thinking about whether this was a girl or a boy.

The car drove silently all the way to Song Zhai.

Song's house has a relatively simple style, as soon as Song Qi entered the house, he went straight back to his room.

Song Zian looked at Song Qi's back, and anxiously looked at Song Shiyu's appearance.

"It's okay, let him go." Song Shiyu looked in the direction of the stairs and said calmly.

A middle-aged woman came out of the living room. Looking at Song Shiyu and the others, she said, "Sir, miss, why did you come back so late today? I'll ask the kitchen to reheat the food."

"Thank you Mrs. Zhang." Song Shiyu led Luo Chujiu and Song Zian into the living room, "Please prepare one more person, and arrange a new room by the way."

"Hey, okay." Mrs. Zhang saw Luo Chujiu who was following Song Shiyu, smiled and went down to assign tasks.

Sitting on the sofa, Luo Chujiu sat diagonally opposite Song Shiyu.

"Xiao Jiu? What's your full name?"

Luo Chujiu looked at Song Shiyu, and said softly, "Luo Chujiu."

"And your mother's last name?"

Luo Chujiu shook her head, "Without a mother, they all call me Chujiu. I want to have the same surname as Sister Luo, so my name is Luo Chujiu."

"They? Who are they?"

"They... I don't know, I don't know..." Luo Chujiu turned pale again.

Every time it seems that as soon as she recalls the past, Luo Chujiu seems to be extremely repulsed, and her face turns pale every time.

"It's okay, Lu Yuanting is on a business trip abroad now, and Moyue won't be back for more than a week. You can live here with peace of mind, and I'll take you to find him when he comes back."

Song Shiyu didn't continue to press Luo Chujiu about the past.

After a while, Mrs. Zhang said that the room had been furnished, and Song Shiyu asked Song Zian to take Luo Chujiu to the room to get acquainted first.

Song Zian took Luo Chujiu up the stairs with Mrs. Zhang.

The decoration of the room arranged for Luo Chujiu is almost the same as that of the entire Song residence, and it is also in a simple style.

"You can stay here. If you need anything, you can find me or Mrs. Zhang. I'm in the room next door opposite you." Song Zian looked at the little girl in front of her, and her heart was also tense with curiosity.

She was the same age as Luo Chujiu, and she had never seen such a soft but stubborn little girl.

Luo Chujiu smiled brightly, her eyes crooked, "Thank you sister Zi An."

Have been cute!
Song Zian resisted the strong desire to rub Luo Chujiu's little face, and said again: "You should familiarize yourself with the things here first, and if there is anything you are not familiar with, I will change it for you now."

"Yeah." Hearing this, Luo Chujiu started to wander around the room, still touching here and there as if she was in the car, it was so strange.

Song Zian sat quietly on the small chair next to the dressing table in the room and looked at Luo Chujiu, laughing wildly in her heart.

Mrs. Zhang was escorted away by Song Ziyan after she brought two people in.

The curious baby Luo Chujiu hopped into the bathroom. It was already late, and the bathroom was dark with only the light from the room.

"Sister Zi'an, where is the light here?"

"Outside the bathroom, I'll help you later!" Song Zian quickly walked to the door of the bathroom and turned on the light.

Standing in the bathroom, the lights above Luo Chujiu's head suddenly turned on. The bathroom was decorated with clean white tiles, and the space was small. At this time, when the lights came on, everywhere lit up.

It looks very much like the top of the operating table in the laboratory.

Luo Chujiu froze in place for a moment, and the terrifying memory swept over again.

Once again I saw the group of people approaching her with knives, once again I saw them draw her blood again and again, and once again I saw Sister Luo quietly helping her escape and the laboratory was blown up behind her after she was discovered .

Luo Chujiu's lips were trembling slightly, she squatted down slowly, hugging her knees.

It's okay, it's okay, Xiao Jiu, he ran out, the bad guys are gone, Xiao Jiu, you are free, and then you just need to find your father...

"Xiao Jiu? Xiao Jiu?" Seeing Luo Chujiu's suddenly frightened appearance, Song Zian didn't know why, and hurried forward to gently hug Luo Chujiu, "I'm sorry, Xiao Jiu, I shouldn't have turned on the light suddenly ,scared you."

Luo Chujiu was helped up by Song Zi'an, and she shook her head lightly, "It's okay, sister Zi'an, I'm fine."

Song Zian helped Luo Chujiu out of the bathroom, and comforted her softly on the edge of the bed.

Luo Chujiu's mood slowly stabilized again, but she hasn't recovered yet, and she doesn't smile as sweetly as before.

Song Shiyu, who was in the living room downstairs, took out his mobile phone and found Lu Yuanting's number. After thinking about it for a long time, he still didn't press the dial button.

Forget it, let's investigate first.

At this time, the food in the kitchen happened to be ready, so Mrs. Zhang notified them one by one.

Song Zian came down with Luo Chujiu who was still in palpitations, and Song Qi also came to the dining table sullenly.

The four sat down at the dining table and began to eat dinner.

Seeing all kinds of dishes in front of the dining table, Luo Chujiu's eyes lit up all of a sudden, and she didn't have the painful appearance before, picking up the chopsticks and hesitating what to eat.

Seeing Luo Chujiu's hesitant look, both Song Zian and Song Shiyu thought it was funny, Song Zian directly picked up a fried chicken leg and put it in Luo Chujiu's small bowl.

Seeing the extra food in the bowl, Luo Chujiu blinked her eyes, watched Song Ziyan thank you, and then gnawed on the chicken leg.

Song Shiyu looked at Luo Chujiu who was eating, and couldn't help thinking of something very similar.

When Song Zian was in elementary school, she suddenly liked raising hamsters for a while, and sometimes she had to ask him to help take care of her hamsters. Luo Chujiu now eats like a hamster.

Linking the picture of Luo Chujiu and the hamster together, he felt it was funny all of a sudden, Song Shiyu's mouth curled up slightly, but he didn't say anything and continued to eat.

 Gao Liang: If you think the heroine is too naive, you can read the top book review~
  
 
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