Wen Yan had a headache: "Don't cry for now, I'll do it with you! The little fat man snatched Fanfan's toys and pushed Fanfan, right?

It is right for you to protect your younger brother, but you can't just punch someone in the face as soon as you go up, right?

What if you hurt the eyes and those important places?

We have to be polite first and then soldiers. If the reason doesn’t make sense, then we will tell the teacher that the teacher will not ignore it at school.

Of course, I am not asking you to be bullied and not fight back. If someone beats you first, you don’t want you to endure it. You must be tough when it is time to be tough. You have to know the importance of it.”

The more I talked about Xiaotuanzi, the more aggrieved he felt, and he cried so hard that he almost couldn't kneel down.

Wen Yan couldn't bear it after seeing it, so he picked him up: "Okay, stop crying, a man is so embarrassed that he cried.

You go and wash and go to bed early, and you will go to school tomorrow."

Xiao Tuanzi thrust and went upstairs, but she still felt very aggrieved. In the children's concept, it is difficult to distinguish right from wrong, which is the most troublesome thing.

Mu Tingchen said in a muffled voice: "I didn't feel sorry for him, nor did I let him get up. It was you who convinced yourself first."

Wen Yan glanced at him sideways: "Did you show it to me on purpose?

In summer, if you wear clothes so thin, you will make him kneel on such a hard stool, and you will probably have bruises on your knees when you wake up tomorrow.

I've never seen a small stool at home before, where did you get it?"

Mu Tingchen had a smile on his lips: "I made a special preparation to cure him.

I asked Shaoqing, it was the fat little boy's parents who didn't know that the world was so strong that they indulged their children's temperament and followed the lawlessness. I think the little dumpling was not too much, and you insisted on whether it was right or wrong.

In the past, my solution would be more than just to forget it."

The fat man's parents were indeed a bit unpleasant. The initial attitude was as if his child was the prince, and he had to go sideways wherever he went. He had to agree with this. But now that the matter has been resolved, there is no need to go into it, it would seem that he was taking advantage of the problem: "Okay, this matter is not big, let's just forget it. Anyway, the one who was beaten was not your son, what else do you want?

I'm tired, so I'm going to take a shower and go to bed. You can rest early as well."

Mu Tingchen closed the magazine and stood up and followed her upstairs: "In your eyes, am I unforgivable?"

Wen Yan paused slightly: "What are you talking about?

I... didn't think so, just think that everything is fine now, and there is no need to let Xiaotuanzi bear as much as you did back then.

Isn’t it good to live a relaxed and comfortable life?”

Mu Tingchen walked up and held her slender hand: "Where did you go to eat tonight?

I’ve just returned this time, so I must have eaten outside.”

Wen Yan thought of the strange feeling that Ji Yanan gave her, so she lied: "I just found a store and I just gave it up. Do you care about this?

Even if you care about this, you won’t get angry.”

"Is it a Cantonese restaurant of Ji Yanan?"

Wen Yan's body suddenly froze, and she asked reflexively: "Are you following me?

!”

Mu Tingchen let go of her hand, and there was no emotion on his face: "No, you have the smell of Cantonese cuisine.

Go and take a shower and go to bed early.”

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the study.

Wen Yan's heartbeat inexplicably accelerated a lot. Anyone would react like this when the lie was exposed. She was surprised by his sensitive sense of smell, and was also upset that he shouldn't have lie casually. It was nothing, but in the eyes of his suspiciousness, would something happen?

The more he is like this, the more scary he is.
Chapter completed!