Bo Zimu took a deep breath and was helpless: "I'm almost twelve years old."
Chu Qinuo blinked, bit the watermelon and asked inarticulately: "So what" She is almost twelve years old.
Bo Zimu looked at her indifferently and said, "So, I don't watch cartoons."
Immature. ” Chu Qinuo: "Is he turning a corner and saying that he is naïve?
"You're like a log all day long at school, and you can't find a girlfriend in the future."
Chu Qinuo spit out the watermelon seeds and taught him a lesson.
"I'm only twelve."
So it's too early for a girlfriend or something.
I don't know what kind of mess this little girl has in her head.
Chu Qinuo frowned and said, "But I have a fiancé at the age of twelve, and you don't even know if your girlfriend is born or not." ” Bo Zimu: "" "I'll take you to see your grandfather and uncle tomorrow."
Chu Qinuo was stunned: "Well, it's Uncle Orange Juice's father" Bo Zimu shook his head and explained: "No."
It's mom's godfather and brother.
"Lu Yu and Yan An.
"Okay."
Chu Qinuo nodded without thinking about it, after all, it was really boring to stay in the big house of Mansion No. 7.
Mom hasn't woken up yet, and Dad accompanies Mom every day, and there's no fun.
Looking at the cartoon, Chu Qinuo suddenly asked curiously: "Do you know how Mom and Dad met?"
"I don't know."
Bo Zimu shook his head.
All he knew was that his father loved his mother very much.
"Let's go and ask the uncle downstairs."
There is an uncle named Nan Yi in the living room.
Standing up, Chu Qinuo pulled Bo Zimu up.
Bo Zimu reluctantly followed.
This sister is more troublesome than he imagined, not quiet at all, childish, and too curious.
Completely different from him, he now began to wonder if they were born to a mother.
After all, the character is so bad, it's not a level at all.
Downstairs, the elevator opened, and Nan Yi, who was about to go upstairs into the elevator, watched the two little guys come out and smiled, "Where are you two going?"
At least, that's what it looks like on the surface.
"Let's come to you, uncle" Chu Qinuo stepped forward and grabbed Nan Yi's hand, and then dragged Nan Yi to the living room.
"Slow down, don't fall."
Nan Yi Bèio's smile followed.
For the little guy Chu Qinuo, several adults in the family like it very much, and his personality is very lively, and he can often make people laugh, just like Yan Yan Qi back then.
Behind him, Bo Zimu silently followed.
Pulled Nan Yi to sit down on the sofa, Chu Qinuo sat down next to him, and Bo Zimu sat on the other side of Nan Yi.
"What are you going to do" Nan Yi raised his eyebrows, turned his head to look at Bo Zimu and then fell on Chu Qinuo.
"We just want to know how Mom and Dad met in the first place."
Chu Qinuo asked.
"This" Nan Yi thought for a while, and then said: "It is said that the first time they met was in a bar, your mother seemed to be hiding from someone, and then your father helped her out of the siege."
And then your mom came here. ” As he spoke, Nan Yi pointed around, "I came to our No. 7 Mansion as a housekeeper, and then I became naturally familiar with your father."
And then your mom left mom and dad for some reason, just like you when she was a child. ”: