Chapter 1989 I won’t like it anymore, okay?
Gu Tianya was stunned for a moment. Don't say anything. Although Lie Jiuqing ran after Wen Rong, he didn't know why, but he always refused to say anything.

Lie Jiuqing is three years old, and he calls him "Pretty Brother" behind his back. Except for them, none of the little ones know the word "Wen Rong."

They were either shouting with Lie Jiuqing, or they were pretty.

"Of course you can, why not?"

From the moment he met Wen Rong, Gu Tianya felt that he was too much like an adult. When he asked, he was more sensible than himself.

"I'll be back soon."

Looking at Wen Rong's thin back, Gu Tianya felt inexplicably distressed, "Suhe, do you think Xiao Rong is acting strange these days?"

"Yeah." Suhe nodded, "Strange."

Gu Tianya followed two steps subconsciously, "I saw him writing and drawing and burning them two days ago. There was something about lovesickness or something. Do you know what it is?"

"I don't know."

Gu Tianya was speechless, "I tell you, I'm sure Xiaorong has a secret!"

When did Wen Rong have no secrets?

"..."

Gu Tianya felt something was wrong. He held his chin and thought for a long time, and kept looking in the direction Wen Rong left.

After waiting far away, Wen Rong paused, glanced behind him out of the corner of his eye, and subconsciously pinched his ears, his fingertips turning white with force.

He looked up at the towering mountains in the backyard, his eyes were dazed for a moment, and he slowly started running.

The back mountain is very big and beautiful. A small group of people is running around in the flowers, clumsily picking the wild fruits on it, biting each one, keeping the sweet ones, and eating the sour ones by themselves.

When Wen Rong came, she was sore that she was crying. Her fleshy hands were covering her mouth. She was so disgusted that her face was wrinkled together. She picked up another one and washed it in the creek nearby, and then Keep plugging.

In mid-air, a pair of hands grabbed her wrist and took away the green fruit.

The little girl turned around, her big eyes immediately lit up, and she didn't know what she was thinking of. She covered her face and turned around and ran away.There was a stream behind her, and she almost fell into it.

She groaned, and a pair of strong hands held her armpits and brought her back.

As soon as her feet were in the air, the little girl was not afraid and giggled, "It's ticklish!"

Wen Rong's lips relaxed, then she curled her lips and put her down.

Lie Jiuqing kicked her embroidered shoes and glanced at him slowly. When she met Wen Rong's eyes, her face immediately turned red and she quickly covered her face. She couldn't help but look at him through her fingers.

Wen Rong squatted down, resting his arms on his head, and let her look at him.

The little girl looked at it for a while, then shyly put down her hand, "Hello, beautiful brother, I am Gu Xiaobalie Jiuqing."

She was afraid of being confused by others, so she stretched out her fingers and explained seriously: "I am the eighth eldest child here, but in another family I am the seventh eldest child, so I am the eighth and seventh child...ah..."

Xiaoqi Xiaoba, the little girl was confused. She clasped her fingers, anxious.

Wen Rong couldn't help but blush, Lie Jiuqing quickly came up and wiped the corners of his eyes with her little hands, "Pretty brother, don't cry."

"I'm not crying, I'm happy."

The little girl tilted her head in confusion, "Why are you crying when you are happy?"

Wen Rong smiled and shook his head gently, "You will know when you grow up."

"Oh." The little girl nodded obediently and hooked his eyelashes with her little hands, "Brother's eyelashes are longer than Qingqing's, and they are beautiful."

"Like it?"

The little girl nodded hurriedly and said loudly: "I like it!"

Wen Rong's throat was sore, and he heard himself ask uncertainly: "Then I won't like it anymore, okay?"

(End of this chapter)

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