Wang Dong was simply worried. After talking to Yan Zhuo here, regardless of whether the other party understood the spirit of the conversation, he went to find Kou Qiu again, pulled out the chair, and seemed to Another posture of having a long conversation.
Kou Qiu had just washed his face because he had cried a lot. At this time, even his thick eyelashes were moist, and he was looking through today's notes under the desk lamp. When he looked up at him, his eyes were round and clear, which instantly softened Wang Dong's heart. He sat up straighter and said to the good cabbage that Yan Zhuo had admired: "I said Yu Jian. ..."
Kou Qiu sighed and looked at him in surprise, "Brother Dong?"
Wang Dong looked at him and held it in for a while, "Do you feel uncomfortable sitting here? The chair is hard."
This is a bit baffling. Senior cadre Kou paused and pointed out honestly: "Our chairs are all the same."
Once you're used to it, it doesn't feel hard or hard.
"But you are different now!" Wang Dong was anxious, thinking, "Hey, this silly kid, how come he doesn't know how to take care of himself after suffering a loss?" He couldn't help but pull out a pillow from the cabinet and pull Kou Qiu up. , let him sit on the head, "How is it, are you comfortable?"
Kou Qiu: "..."
Yes, right.
"Right?"
Wang Dong felt a little more relaxed, looked at him for a while, and then touched his head.
"You also have to think about whether your body can handle it, and don't work too hard. Eat more bland food and avoid spicy food. Otherwise, it will make you feel more uncomfortable if you don't go to the toilet. If this is the case, don't sit for a long time. , Why are you pretending to be in front of us? Just say it if you feel uncomfortable."
He quickly threw down a series of instructions. His face turned red with embarrassment, and he stood up and left. Kou Qiu was left staring at his back blankly. Thinking back on those few words just now, the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.
Something doesn't seem right?
He quietly repeated Wang Dong's words to Yan Zhuo. Full of confusion, he raised his head and asked, "Brother Dong, what are you talking about?"
Yan Zhuo understood it immediately.
Although it seems incomprehensible when said individually, when these two words are put together, the meaning is very clear. Brother Yan was thinking about it, and he understood that Wang Dong already knew about the relationship between the two, but he had no intention of breaking the window for Kou Qiu, so he just said: "It's okay."
He touched the child's now fleshy face with gentle eyes.
"Nannan, don't take it to heart."
Senior cadre Kou said: "But his eyes...his eyes..."
In addition, Wang Dong quietly stuffed him with a box of Ma Yinglong. After struggling for a while, he finally whispered, "Did he think I had hemorrhoids?"
Where did this misconception come from?
Yan Zhuo couldn't hold it back, but was amused by his words and laughed out loud.
"It's okay," he said softly, "I will handle this matter."
Being together is almost a matter of course. Yan Zhuo is already an adult and has awakened early, so naturally he has had fantasies. In fact, before that, related dreams had arrived one after another, and every time Yan Zhuo woke up, he had to take his wet underwear to the bathroom to clean. But looking at the child underneath, he still slept soundly and unaware of anything else. His cheeks were bulging and his eyebrows were peacefully closed, revealing a bit of innocence that didn't know anything about the world.
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Those Years of Falling in Love with Mosaic [Quick Travel]
Fanfiction【 BL, MTL, * No Editing 】 A veteran cadre with no other hobbies, he devotes his life to educating scumbags and spreading the flames of socialism throughout the world. Until one day, slag gong watched helplessly as his old love as an educator and h...