This is what Zhu Qiqi said at the time:
"My schoolbag is full of books. I love studying so much that I study wherever I go."
Gu Qingcheng thought at that time that this might be the legendary King of Rolls, so he just let her be.
I didn’t expect…
Gu Qingcheng glanced at Zhu Qiqi unhappily.
"Okay, okay." Zhu Qiqi said with a smile, "I know you don't need anything at home, so Mingming and I just picked some randomly. I hope you don't mind."
Song Mingming also took out a tin box from his bag, which was filled with malted milk.
Gu Qingcheng sighed helplessly.
“You guys…”
She reached out to take the thing, and Lu Shiyan swiftly took it in his hand.
"These things can be done by men."
The group walked forward. The Lu family lived in a large courtyard. The house was a two-story green brick and tile house. There were two lush sycamore trees planted at the door. The courtyard was very large.
Pushing open the vermilion door, a faint woody fragrance hits you in the face.
The furnishings in the room are neat but not simple, clean and tidy.
There are several calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, all written by Mr. Lu himself.
An old-fashioned wooden sofa set with floral cushions.
An octagonal table was placed in the center, with a thermos and several tea cups on it.
The elders of the Lu family all went to work, and Lu Mengmeng also went to school, so the house was quiet.
Zhu Qiqi took out the White Rabbit milk candy.
"Qingcheng, you can eat this when you are free."
She handed the malted milk to Gu Qingcheng again.
"This is for Mr. Lu. It's good for your health."
Zhu Qiqi took out a rag doll and a tin frog.
"This is for—"
Before he could finish his words, a burst of crying suddenly came from upstairs.
"Wow--"
The crying was very loud, and it came one after another, very rhythmic.
The child is crying.
Gu Qingcheng and Lu Shiyan looked at each other.
The two of them hurried upstairs.
Gu Qingcheng quickened his pace: "The child is crying, Qiqi, I'll go up and comfort the child first, you guys sit down first."
Lu Shiyan followed closely behind.
Zhu Qiqi and Song Mingming stood there petrified, their brains seemed to be unable to move.
Look at each other.
Zhu Qiqi said: "Just now I seemed to hear a lot of crying, it didn't seem to come from just one child."
Song Mingming swallowed and said, "I thought I was hallucinating just now... I also heard a lot of voices, at least three children."
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