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Qing Ge was wrapped and hugged out, and lay lamely in the man's arms: "It's so comfortable to take a bath." I felt all the fatigue was gone, although the legs were still soft and the chrysanthemum was still wood.

Duan Yijing held the person in his arms, let him lie down half, and gave him a hair dryer to gently blow his hair.

Qing Ge squinted his eyes and enjoyed it. It didn't take long for him to fall asleep. It was so tired. Duan Yunjing laughed and put a kiss on his lips: "Good night, my baby."

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"Xiaochen, how is your teacher? Is it too casual for me to wear it like this?" Qing Ge picked a turtleneck sweater and wore a brown casual jacket on the outside, and asked his brother with some anxiety.

Duan Chenchen lay on his bed and shook his head: "No, my younger brother looks the best, and looks better than many big stars."

"Let's go, go to school, it's not good to be late." Qing Ge was satisfied and asked his brother to go out.

The schools that Duan Lichen went to are all unified. They tried it at the end of the exam period. Parents are invited to come to the parent meeting. This way, students can report to the parents about their semester.

Duan Chenchen was carrying his schoolbag and walked happily. Although he lost his parents and grew up with his brother, he never missed these school activities. Even if he was busy, he would come on time every time. So he didn't feel that he was any worse than those who had parents. His character was unexpectedly good.

Qing Ge walked on his brother's shoulder and walked into the middle school for the first time in this life. When I saw those young faces, I always felt like I was getting old.

"Yan Chen!" Two young men, about the same size as Duan Chen, ran in the distance, each carrying a schoolbag, followed by two parents.

"Li Yang, Fang Yan, uncle and aunt are good." Duan Junchen smiled happily and introduced them to Qingge, "This is my little brother!"

"Hello," Qing Ge smiled slightly, the same thing about pretending to be a parent.

"Hello." The two parents also said hello.

"Yan Chen, your brother looks good, just like a star on TV." Li Yang said.

"Huh!" Duan Yanchen focused his head.

Uh uh uh? Qing Ge wants to take a picture of this boy. You say you are polite, can't you be humble?

The teachers in this school are first-rate, the teachers are very responsible to the students, and they are well aware of the situation of each student.

Qing Ge was sitting next to Duan Chenchen and was looking at his transcript. This kid's grades are really good. The majors in language, mathematics, and English are all first, except that the politics and geography are a bit worse, the others are all grades First second.

The head teacher was speaking on the podium. Duan Chenchen got to Qing Ge's ear and asked softly, "Brother, have I been rewarded for the exam?"

Qing Ge could not help but write down a line of thin gold body on white paper: What reward do you want?

Duan Chenchen replied: Want to follow the new set of robots ~

Qing Ge responded with a smile: Okay, after a while, I will take you to buy, what else?

Duan Chenchen shook his head, he wanted the set of robots, limited edition collector's edition, but it looks good, but unfortunately the price is too expensive, if he saves pocket money for months.

His pocket money is fixed, which is enough for his usual expenses, except for buying these luxury goods.

So if there is anything he wants, he either tells his elder brother or buys it for himself.

The exam was completed before, and my brother will promise him a request.

Duan Chenchen is fond of these robots and various models of cars. The bookshelves in the room are filled with treasures accumulated over the years.

After the parent meeting, Qing Ge took his younger brother to the office to find their class teacher. Almost every parent was anxious to learn about their child's situation, and the scene was a bit confusing.

Qing Ge glanced at the head teacher surrounded by parents, the scalp was numb, these parents have a terrible fighting force.

It took more than an hour for Qing Ge to talk to his teacher about his brother's study.

Qing Ge led his younger brother and asked, "Xiaochen, your teacher said that your politics and geography have always been a bit poor, so you have to practice more. If you take the time in politics, you will take the knowledge back."

Duan Chenchen nodded obediently: "I know, but I forgot about it."

Qing Ge smiled: "Forget it and remember it again so that you won't forget it. The other subjects are very good. Your teacher keeps praising you. I will go home tonight to make your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs. . "

"Okay." Duan Chenchen smiled and revealed two little tiger teeth.

Taking his brother to buy his favorite robot model, the two returned home.

As soon as Jam heard the sound of opening the door, he rushed over and drew it directly to Qingge's leg, getting very excited.

Qing Ge reached out and rubbed the head of the jam. He was holding the dish tonight, and told his brother, "Dust, feed something to the jam, and I will cook."

"Ah, okay." Duan Chenchen responded with a smile.

Qing Ge went into the kitchen, put the freshly bought vegetables on the sink, and looked at the recipe next to him. Tonight's dessert is sago!

"Click"

Duan Chenchen was pouring food into the bowl in which Jam usually eats. When he heard the door was opened, he looked up and was surprised. "Brother, are you early today, don't you have to work overtime?"

Holding a briefcase in his hand, Duan Junjing laughed and said, "No need today, what about the little brother? What will happen to the parents?"

"Little brother cooks for us in the kitchen! The transcript is at the little brother, and the test is not bad. The little brother also bought me a gift. Brother, you can ask the little brother later." Duan Chenchen smiled happily.

"Um." Duan Yijing responded, took off his suit jacket, and rolled his sleeves as he walked into the kitchen. Recently, he was too busy and Xiao Qingge was taking care of them.

"Why do you cook so many times?" The green singer still dipped in water, bent over and stared at the recipe, muttered quietly.

"Baby, I'm back." Duan Yunjing hugged people from behind, and the warm breath hit Qing Ge's neck. "What should I cook so many times? What do I want to eat? I'll make it for you."

Qing Ge narrowed his neck with his breath and touched his lips lightly: "I wanted to change your taste and make sago, but it is more difficult than mung bean paste ..." Mung bean paste only needs Wash well and soak.

Duan Yejing reached out and flipped through the recipe, and kissed him on the cheek: "Baby, would you like to make a caramel pudding for you? That's better than sago."

Qing Ge opened his eyes in surprise and nodded in a hurry: "Okay, okay, I want to see you do it."

Duan Yunjing smiled petulantly, rubbed his soft hair, and said warmly, "Go to the refrigerator and get a little pumpkin, two."

In the kitchen, two figures stood side by side. Occasionally, there was a man's magnetic voice with a smile. Duan Yejing carefully showed Xiao Qingge every step and taught him.

"Jing brother, it's done." Qing Ge looked at the slowly forming sugar in surprise, took the spoon handed by the man, and carefully poured it on the pudding.

Duan Yunjing was pleased to see him. He bent down and stole a fragrant incense on his lips. It was just a kiss, and he called home when there was a baby.

See him goofing foolishly, seeing his dependence on himself wholeheartedly, seeing his admiration for his actions, and seeing him rejoicing for himself.

Qing Ge smiled and frowned, and the man kissed him with special happiness, and he suspected that his happiness would float away.

This person will give him tricks to eat when he is sick, coax him to take medicine, and when he goes out, he will hold his hand firmly, will coax him to sleep, wake him up, do everything for him I like what happened.

The atmosphere between the two could not hold anything at all. Duan Chenchen hid the jam and hid at the door, covered his eyes, and secretly looked at them from the gap in his hand. It was nice to have a younger brother, who smiled more every day.

——I am the dividing line——

Qing Ge climbed up from the bed with a stupid hair, took a cell phone and looked at the calendar. Seven days left was New Year's Eve.

New Year's Eve, reunion night.

It is said that before the New Year's Eve, the courts must be cleaned and New Year's products must be purchased.

This is the first year he has spent with Brother Jing and must be handled well.

Qing Ge climbed out of bed, shook the quilt, ready to remove the sheets for washing, and took out the thick clothes in the closet to bask in the sun, and finally wiped the things at home when free.

However, it should be easy, and they will be cleaned regularly at home, and it will not be dirty.

Xiaohui Qingsong Qingge is online: (_)

"Brother, go and dry your clothes. I'll wipe these. Don't be tired." Duan Chenchen stopped Qing Ge's plan to clean the table and chair, and quickly took the rag on his hand and pushed him to the balcony. "And, brother, you are not allowed to mop the floor, I will come in a while."

Qing Ge looked at the lone bucket of clothes sheets on the balcony, and compared with such a large area of ​​their house, did the younger brother really finish it?

Forget it, let's talk after we finish drying.

Duan Chenchen has never been a spoiled master. He doesn't know how many times he is better than Qing Ge, a small figure. He grunts and wipes everything, and lifts a mop to prepare for mopping.

After Qing Ge finished all the things to be dried and aired, he found out that the ground was shiny, and the younger brother thoughtfully dragged it with a dry mop to prevent it from falling too wet.

"Xiaochen, you're done?" Qing Ge looked at the man who was twisting the mop in the bathroom in surprise, what happened? This is too great, he just has time to dry clothes.

Duan Chenchen smiled happily: "Every year I do this, my brother was more busy than before and is used to it."

"The next time you leave me something, I will do it with you." Qing Ge rubbed his head. 2k novel reading network