Chu Jin scanned the wound on his thumb, and a few drops of blood leaked out of the one that was not deeply cut by the calendar paper.
Seeing Song Qiaoxi's small mouth pouting, her big eyes flickering moistly, he patiently asked, "Go to the bathroom to get water, where are the band-aids?"
"Huh? Electricity, there is a medicine cabinet in the cabinet under the TV..."
Her eyelashes trembled, her eyes filled with mist, and she was about to cry.
Two chubby legs jumped off the chair, raised their hands and rushed to the bathroom at a speed of 100 meters.
What a squeamish bag...
Open the wooden drawer under the TV and find band-aids and cotton swabs.
When Nuo Tuanzi came back, Chu Jin wiped the blood on her thumb with a cotton swab and put on band-aids.
Song Qiaoxi shook her thumb in front of her eyes, moved slightly, and it didn't hurt much.
In fact, she is not very afraid of pain. She is not afraid of spanking in the orphanage, but she didn't expect that being cut with paper would cause so much pain.
Sitting back at the dining table, taking a deep breath, lifted up the injured paw and prepared to "fight to the end" with the book cover. She raised her eyes and found that the stack of books on her left had disappeared.
The calendar paper was gone, and only a pair of yellow art scissors was left in front of him.
Lifting his eyes, Chu Jin put out a pile of books in front of him, and continued to cover the books without raising his head.
He was still frowning slightly, his whole body exuding a cold breath, and the hedgehog-like protective film on his body automatically opened again.
"Bang", a book covered with a cover was thrown in front of her.
The movement was a bit loud, almost startled Xiao Nuo Tuan.
Song Qiaoxi raised her head and saw Chu Jin seriously cutting the paper, her eyes drooping and she didn't even look up at her.
Opposite Chu didn't stop working on the book cover, because his skin was too fair and his lips appeared pale pink.
The beautiful lips opened slightly, and the two words were coldly spit out: "Write your name."
"Oh, good."
She raised her face, held the corner of her mouth and smiled at him thankfully, but she agreed very readily.
Actually, my heart started to scream.
Baby is too difficult...
These little hands with little strength are really in the way of writing the name. She can't wait to write the word "Xi" in her name "Song Qiaoxi" for 5 minutes.
Hey, why Ding Yi has only three names, so I really want to change his name...
Holding the pen, Song Qiaoxi wrote stroke by stroke.
As he wrote and thought, for a moment, Chu Jin turned back into the warm little prince in his memory like a different person.
Although still cold, he took the initiative to talk to himself, and he helped her deal with the wounds and covered the book for himself.
What a big bad guy in the future, Chu Jin is so good, as long as she and his parents always guard him, care about him and love him, let him eat and grow tall.
When Chu Jin grows up, he will definitely not go bad!
Not only will it not go bad, but it will also become a national pillar of building a socialist harmonious society.
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Transmigrated in the 90's as a Little Dumpling (MTL) ✓
RomanceNOT MINE ORIGINAL TITLE: 九零大院糯团子 AUTHOR: 柚子水豚 Song Qiaoxi, an orphan, transmigrated in a book. She became a little child in the 90s, and was spoiled by the whole family. However, this child was filled with black thoughts, white on the outside and bl...
