Chapter 207 You Like Me So Much

The next day, when Mibao opened her eyes, she found herself lying on the bed. She exclaimed "Huh?" She clearly remembered that she was sitting on the sofa after her father left, and she didn't know when she fell asleep.

Why was she in her own bed?

Could it be that her sofa had grown legs and sent her back to her room?

Mibao tilted his little head and thought foolishly.

At this moment, the door was pushed open from the outside, and Gu Qian walked in. "Good morning."

"Dad!" Mibao's eyes lit up when he saw him. He immediately rushed over and threw himself into his arms like a little cannonball, and asked anxiously, "Where's my big brother?"

Gu Qian covered her mouth and closed the door with his backhand, "He's fine, his friend was injured, and he is in the hospital with him now."

That's good.

Mibao breathed a sigh of relief.

Gu Qian pinched her hair and said, "Mibao, don't tell your elder brother about what happened last night."

"Why?" Mi Bao looked at him puzzledly, with a puzzled look on his face.

Gu Qian said: "My friend is too low-key. He does good things without leaving his name behind."

Hearing this, Mibao suddenly understood and gave a thumbs up, "Great! Dad, we should learn from this uncle."

Gu Qian raised his eyebrows and said, "Then you don't need to tell your mother about helping the kids with their work yesterday."

"That won't do." Mibao immediately shook his head.

Gu Qian scratched her chin and jokingly said, "Didn't you say you should do good deeds without leaving a name?"

Mibao's eyes rolled around, and she felt a little guilty. If she didn't tell anyone, how could she earn money and get rewards?

After hesitating for a while, Mi Bao decided to give up and said, "When I grow up to be as old as my uncle, I will do good deeds without leaving a name."

She is still a child now, so she doesn't have to set such high standards for herself.

A smile flashed in Gu Qian's eyes, "Okay."

Mibao became happy again.

Thinking that if he were not so incompetent, he could go and save people himself, Mi Bao instantly felt a sense of crisis. He stopped sleeping in and went out to practice with a peach wood sword.

Duan Zhen saw this scene when he came back. He leaned against the car and watched for a while. Suddenly, an idea popped up in his mind. Don’t say it, although these little arms and legs are a bit short, they are quite flexible.

When fighting, several people can be tripped up.

He walked forward and laughed, "Little shorty, you jump higher than before. You can kick people in the thigh now."

Hearing this, Mi Bao blinked, then realized that he was making fun of her short legs, which could only kick people's knees. She puffed up her cheeks instantly, pushed her feet hard on the ground, and rolled in the air with the force, kicking him in the heart with her short legs.

Duan Zhen covered his chest and groaned.

Mibao rolled over and landed steadily on the ground, with his hands on his hips, looking at him provocatively, "Wait until I practice more, and then I can kick you in the mouth."

Kick his dumb mouth into pieces!

Looking at her, Duan Zhen couldn't help but chuckle, and raised his hand to touch her little head. To be honest, during the life-and-death moment yesterday, he really missed her a little.

He hasn't had enough fun yet and can't bear to die.

Mi Bao looked at his face and nodded with satisfaction, "Bad guy, do you know that you almost died yesterday?"

Hearing this, Duan Zhen was a little surprised, "How do you know?"

Mibao raised his chin somewhat proudly and waved his chubby paw, "I figured it out."

"So amazing." Duan Zhen hooked her fleshy double chin, somewhat reluctant to let go, the touch was really good, "What else did you figure out?"

Mibao slapped his hand away and snorted, "I even dreamed about your funeral."

Duan Zhen raised an eyebrow, "You don't like me that much? You want me to die even in your dreams?"

Mibao's little head suddenly drooped down, without saying a word, and his chubby little paws gently hooked his sleeve.

Duan Zhen was a little surprised.

Mi Bao suddenly raised his head, held his hand tightly, pouted, and his eyes were a little red.

She looked at him and said seriously, "Don't die, live well, otherwise, your mother and brothers and sisters will cry very sadly."

Duan Zhen's heart softened inexplicably, "What about you? Will you be sad?"

Mi Bao puffed up her cheeks, and seeing his pride, she snorted, "I'm not sad at all. I can still have a feast if you die."

After saying that, she bit her lip and slapped her head in annoyance.

She hesitated for a moment, then quietly moved a little closer to him, holding his hands tightly with both hands, and said, "Actually, I don't really want to have a feast that much."

She was afraid that her bad mouth would hurt him, so even though it was a bit embarrassing and he would laugh at her, she still changed her words.

Duan Zhen looked at her, feeling very happy. He bent down, picked up the little girl, and rubbed her head vigorously. "Gu Mibao, I didn't expect you to like me so much."

Mi Bao made a stern face and corrected him, "I don't like you. I just don't want to make my mother, brother and sister sad."

"Oh." Duan Zhen responded without feeling sad. He curled the corners of his mouth and looked at her deeply with an expression that said, "Just keep talking tough."

Mibao was a little annoyed by his gaze, and rubbed his head hard with her chubby little paws, saying, "Bad boy, you've already said that you don't like him."

She simply didn't want her family to have a funeral.

Don't be so self-indulgent.

But she never got down from his arms and let him hold her.

When Duan Yun came out and saw this scene, he was a little surprised. Among the children in the family, Mibao and Azhen had the worst relationship. When did they become so close?

Did something happen that night that she didn't know about?

Seeing her, Duan Zhen coughed lightly and whispered to Mi Bao in a low voice: "Don't tell Mom about this. She will worry."

Mibao patted his chest and said, "I understand!"

Dad also asked her to keep it a secret.

She keeps her mouth shut.

After dinner, Duan Zhen suggested sending Mibao to kindergarten, and Mibao immediately became depressed.

Woo woo woo, why does it have to go to school again so soon? She doesn’t want to go!

But there is no room for negotiation on the issue of going to school.

Mi Bao's shoulders slumped as he carried his schoolbag, and each step became heavier than the last, as if he was carrying a mountain. Duan Zhen wanted to laugh when he saw it.

Why is going to school like her life depends on it?

you do not say.

Mibao sighed deeply. They didn’t understand the pain of going to school.

No matter how unwilling she was to go, she was still thrown into the kindergarten.

Duan Zhen even admired her little expression for a while longer until he received a call, then he turned around and went back to the car.

It was his boss calling. As soon as the call was connected, a burst of laughter came from the other end: "Duan Zhen, well done! You actually killed several of the biggest drug lords in Country C. You've eliminated several major troubles for us."

Hearing this, Duan Zhen frowned and said, "No, it's not me."

"What?" The voice on the other end stopped abruptly. "If it's not you, then who is it?"