You Are My Little Sweet

"Uncle, what's wrong?" "The expression on his face is a little strange." Little Ying tilted her head and studied her uncle's face.

"Yes, your face is red. Uncle, are you having a fever?" Xiaotao reached out to touch Ouyang Qing's face, but was gently slapped away.

"All of you can go back to your rooms if you're angry." With a solemn face, they waved their hands and walked away.

If he couldn't coax it, then he wouldn't. After all, he often had a bad face.

Still restless, Ouyang Qing couldn't help but feel a little strange.

Had he never seen a woman before? He still remembered how, seven or eight years ago, when he was military instructor for university students, all the girls in the art class were completely naked in front of him, and he could even turn a blind eye to them.

He was twenty-two years old at the time, and he had just become a hot-blooded man. It was abnormal for Ouyang Yuan to say that he was a descendant of Liu.

Is it normal like this today? He had already reacted violently three times for an idiot with a large chest and a pretty face.

He couldn't think about it anymore. He needed to think about Wenruo.

He forcefully suppressed the thought that he shouldn't have, stood up and turned on the cold air conditioner in the room, lowering the temperature.

Bai Qu enjoyed a hot, fragrant bath. As he did so, he was still thinking about the annoying math problem.

Maybe it was because he was too distracted, he couldn't catch it when he dried off the water and went to get his bra.

Ah!" This is bad! " He wanted to reach out and grab it, but it was futile. His bra had already fallen onto the wet tiles.

The water absorption of the cotton fabric was so good that it was immediately soaked.

What should he do? Not in bed? I don't wear it at home, and I don't wear it when I sleep in my bedroom.

But there was a big man in the room, and even though he was gay, he was always a man.

Twisting off the water and wanting to wear it, it felt ice-cold all around his body. Mom said she would get sick if she wore it. No, she would not wear it, so she decided to slip away before the capitalists saw her.

She wore a dress with a red bottom and green flowers. She didn't have a bra, making her look very strange.

He hung up his underwear, opened the door and stuck his head out. Luckily, he didn't see any sign of the capitalist, so he quickly ran back to Little Cherry Blossom's room.

Safe!

Immediately, he shut the door, locked it, and took several exaggerated deep breaths with his back against the door.

"Sister Bai, what's wrong? As if they were running for their lives, do we have any bandits in our family? " Little Ying asked.

"Ah, no, no. Quickly go to sleep, I'm so tired."

"We also want to hear about the blind couple and the little girl." Half of the reason why he left her was because of this story. Every time she slept here, he would tell her about it.

"Alright, speak for half an hour. After you're done, go to sleep." Bai Qu sat down on the edge of Little Cherry Blossom's bed. They leaned on each other and listened to what she said.

"That winter, the daughter of the blind couple gave birth to frostbite in her hands in order to pick some trash to help her parents …"

The children fell asleep slowly in their emotions. Bai Qi covered the two children with the air-conditioning quilt and climbed onto the upper bunk bed himself.

After tossing and turning it over in his mind, his mind was still thinking about the math problem. He could not fall asleep.

If only he could spare some time in the morning to explain the method to the children, he could listen carefully. The whole room was quiet, and the capitalist must have gone to sleep.

He got off the bed and quietly went out. He turned on the computer in his study and searched for the answers to the questions on the internet.

"Aiya, there are so many ways to solve this. Bai Que, why are you so stupid?" "Why can't you think of any of them?" He murmured to himself and knocked his head subconsciously. He was disappointing.

"Do you know you're an idiot?" An extremely sarcastic question coldly sounded from behind him.

"Ah …" A cry of alarm rang out.

"Ugh …" "Ugh …" The sound was blocked.