Chapter 95 Is the sick CEO recovered (6)

"Jin Sheng, do you want porridge? I prepared this specially for you. It's super delicious."

Xing Zhaizhai put the porridge in front of him and sat next to him obediently. He couldn't help chatting with Kui Kui in his heart.

'How is my performance, Kui Kui? There is no difference at all from the original owner, hahaha, am I very talented in acting? '

【Zai Zai is the best! 】

Sunflower is Zai Zai’s number one fan. According to his data, Zai Zai is the best in everything.

The dean glanced at Xing Zhaizhai again. He couldn't help but shake his head. This young lady didn't have the unruly and willful temper that he remembered.

It's true that one thing brings down another thing.

Wei Jinsheng had eaten and drank enough, and leaned weakly on the sofa with her eyes closed to rest.

Xing Zhaizhai looked back at the dean, who was shaking his head. He stood up and approached the old man. The dean was frightened by her sudden approach and took a few steps back.

"Speak well if you have something to say."

"Hmph." When the dean retreated, Xing Zhaizhai couldn't help but roll his eyes and lowered his voice: "Why retreat? Do you think I care about you, you bad old man? I'll go out and check Asheng's body when she wakes up. Let’s see if we can go home tonight.”

"You girl, I am your elder, so speak with respect. Okay, okay, walk quickly, I'm going to make you faint."

The dean pushed and pushed people out of the door, out of sight and out of mind. He was so cute when he was a child, but he is so annoying when he grows up.

Xing Zhaizhai was pushed out, snorted at the old man, and walked out of the hospital with his head held high and his chest held high.

[What are you doing out here, Zaizai? 】

The sunflower turned into a big umbrella to help Zai Zai block the sun.

'Today is my younger brother's birthday, and they made an appointment to meet in the wing. '

The original owner had a very tense relationship with his parents, but he had a good relationship with his cheap brother.

Xing Xun is now four years old. He is very smart and has a photographic memory at a young age. He can recite Tang poetry and Song Dynasty poetry by heart. He is a reincarnation of a child prodigy.

There is a 16-year age difference between the two siblings. They have a good relationship, but the younger brother hacks into her cell phone every time to say something. In addition, the two visit her frequently, and the two go from being disgusted with each other to falling in love with each other.

Xing Zhaizhai pushed open the box door with his birthday gift. A bunch of white and tender little carrot heads were whispering to each other. Only a cool and handsome little boy in a white suit sat quietly.

When the carrot heads heard the sound of the door opening, they turned around and saw that it was a naughty boy who shouted.

"Wow, what a beautiful sister!"

They are all children who are familiar with playing games, and none of them are afraid of strangers.

"Sister, are you a fairy?"

"No, my sister should be the princess in the palace. Can I be my sister's knight?"

The little carrots gathered around Xing Zhaizhai, extremely curious, asking this and that.

The boy in the white suit is Xing Xun. He is pretty, with red lips and white teeth. He has always acted like a "stupid human being" at a young age.

He deserves a beating. If he wasn't good-looking and willing to help his peers, he would have been isolated by the other children.

"coming."

Xing Xun continued to sit unmoved, pretending not to care and eating the grapes in front of him without looking at his sister.

I really wanted to refute what the boy said. This is his sister. If she wants to be a knight, she must first do it. He was also very happy when his friends praised his sister for her beauty, even more than when he praised himself.

Xing Xun longed to be close to his sister, who was 16 years older than him, but in her heart, her sister only had eyes for that sickly man.

Humph, she is more important than her parents and herself. He, he doesn't like her for the time being, just for the time being.