Chapter 250 The little boy is eight and a half years old (5)

"Wenhao likes whatever mommy cooks." Dongfang Wenhao said happily, his voice still childish.

When Dongfang Baona heard these words, her heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally settled down.

There was a smile on her face, and her eyes were filled with tenderness, a kindness that carried a maternal glow.

From this we can see that she really loves Dongfang Wenhao, but she has become a little neurotic because of recent events.

She happily agreed, and then said to Jiang Shiyue, "Miss Jiang, please stay and have dinner with us."

Jiang Shiyue smiled and shook his head.

"Thank you, but I have something else to do later."

Dongfang Baona was also a thoughtful person, so she naturally did not force her. After all, it was her first visit, and how could the girl just stay for dinner and eat?

She gave Dongfang Wenhao a few more instructions before going to buy groceries with brisk steps.

She had been in a bad mood these days because she was absent-minded and hadn't cooked well. She wanted to buy more of Wenhao's favorite food and reward him well.

This is also a disguised form of compensation to him.

After all, as the saying goes, one should judge others by one's own standards.

After Jiang Shiyue heard the sound of the door closing, her eyes fell on Dongfang Wenhao's innocent face. She praised meaningfully, "You are so good."

Dongfang Wenhao blinked his eyes, and touched his hair shyly as if he was a little embarrassed. Then he held Jiang Shiyue's hand and said, "Sister, come and see my painting."

As he said this, he picked up a picture album from the table as if he was offering a treasure.

Handed it to Jiang Shiyue.

Jiang Shiyue sat aside and gently opened it.

The first painting is just a simple and childish one, with rough lines outlining little people who seem to be happily playing on the beach.

The style of the second painting suddenly changed. The entire painting was painted black with black crayon, and a little man covered in blood was in the middle of the picture.

In the third painting, the picture becomes normal again. Other people appear next to the little man, and they seem to be getting along happily.

In the fourth painting, red and black lines are roughly intertwined. The previous little man is lying on the ground, and there is another little man next to him watching coldly.

The fifth painting, however, shows many, many little people all over the paper, crowded together, and it is impossible to count how many there are.

The sixth painting is entirely red, without a single gap. It is fully painted red, and wherever you look, it is the blood-red color.

Jiang Shiyue closed the sketchbook without any change in expression. She placed it directly on the table. She touched Dongfang Wenhao's head and praised, "Well drawn."

"But mom seems very scared." Dongfang Wenhao lowered his head in disappointment.

"Isn't it normal for your mother to be afraid?" Jiang Shiyue shrugged and said shockingly: "After all, you are much older than her."

As soon as the words fell, the room fell into dead silence.

Some inexplicable elements that ordinary people cannot perceive seem to suddenly appear in the room. Although the sky outside is clear, this place seems to be filled with haze.

It is clearly one world, but it is divided into two.

Jiang Shiyue didn't care at all.

Dongfang Wenhao stared at the young lady in front of him. His black and white eyes somehow became more intense, and some emotion was quietly flowing beside him.

These emotions were so strange that they actually made the air in the room humid. The dampness was chilly and made people feel very uncomfortable.

So, at this time, Dongfang Wenhao seemed to have become a different person.

But he is clearly still a little boy.

Those are just illusions.

After an unspeakable silence, Dongfang Wenhao regained his composure, smoothed the wrinkles on the sketchbook with his hands, and asked innocently and ignorantly, "Sister, what do you mean by this?"

Jiang Shiyue's eyes were filled with smiles, and she spoke slowly: "We are all thousand-year-old foxes, why are you playing Liao Zhai?"

Don’t you have any idea how old you are?

How dare you call her sister!

Dongfang Wenhao stared at Jiang Shiyue for a while, then suddenly burst into laughter. He shook his head slightly and sighed like an old man, "You are really amazing. How did you find out?"

Jiang Shiyue shrugged her shoulders. She seemed to be sympathetic. Her clear almond eyes said lazily, "I'm afraid your body must be quite old. But you must be in pain, too, being in the body of an eight-year-old child?"

"Sister is right." Dongfang Wenhao's voice was also lazy: "Sister, are you going to take care of my business today?"

"Why should I care?" Jiang Shiyue asked directly. Her hair was gently blown by the wind blowing in from the window, and her expression was as calm as ever.

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Dongfang Wenhao blinked his eyes, raised the corners of his lips slightly, and said in a very light tone: "That's great, otherwise my sister and I might become enemies."

"That may not be the case." Jiang Shiyue looked at him with a smile and said meaningfully: "Maybe we will become enemies after all."

As she said that, she stood up and pushed the door open without waiting for Dongfang Wenhao to react. Dongfang Baona happened to come back from buying groceries at this time.

"Miss Jiang, are you leaving?" Dongfang Baona looked at her in surprise. Seeing that Dongfang Wenhao didn't come out, she said worriedly, "Wenhao..."

Jiang Shiyue looked at her with a smile and said slowly, "Dongfang Wenhao is fine, don't worry."

Dongfang Baona was stunned, but Jiang Shiyue had already opened the door and left.

Dongfang Baona looked at the closed door.

Her heart began to feel uneasy again, and she quickly pushed open the door, but Jiang Shiyue had already left in the elevator.

She bit her lip, thinking about what Jiang Shiyue had just said.

My uneasy heart felt better a little. Since she said it was okay, then it was okay.

At this moment, Jiang Shiyue was standing in the small park opposite the school district housing, looking over here.

Her eyes were somewhat deep.

But his consciousness was looking towards the mental space. At this time, the Dream Eater was sleeping soundly. Since he got the Mirage Pearl, the Dream Eater did the most thing.

At this moment, the Mirage Pearl, quietly placed next to the Dream-Eating Beast, still had its luster, as if it had been kissed by the beautiful moonlight.

However, at this moment, there seemed to be a faint mist lingering above it.

Jiang Shiyue felt that there were changes in the Mirage Pearl after she saw Dongfang Wenhao.

Dongfang Wenhao, Mirage Pearl, and Dongfang Baona.

There is a lot of mental energy involved between these three people.

This matter is not as simple as it seems.

Sometimes these mental powers are not so easy to obtain.

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