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Chapter 21: Raising him

The sunshine in the mountains has an indescribable clarity, which spills on the fields and paths in the countryside, or penetrates the wooden windows to invade the warmth of the house.

Tang Qianqian got up early one morning, took the sales contract that Tang's mother planned to clean up and came to the room where Wen Han lived. Standing outside the door, she repeatedly sorted out the clothes on her body before lifting her jade hand and knocking on the door.

"Brother Wen Han, are you up? Qianqian wants to tell you something."

The woman's voice was quite loud. It was a bit harsh to the man who had always been sleeping on the bed. In an instant, the man opened his eyes and saw the silver light passing through the coldness of the inorganic substance, as if its owner had never fallen asleep.

In that moment, the man covered the cold eyes in his eyes and climbed up the warmth and alienation that belonged to Wen Han himself. Wen Han looked sideways at the boy beside him and his expression was softer, so he stood up without rushing.

"Brother Wen Han, have you gotten up? I'll enter..." Seeing that there was no movement in the room, Tang Qianqian rolled her eyes. Before she finished speaking, the door suddenly opened and she jumped, "Brother Wen Han, you, you are awake, why don't you answer?"

"Well, is there anything wrong with Miss Tang?" Tang Qianqian's face changed very quickly. She looked at her aggrieved and injured expression on her face and had no fluctuations in her heart. She was merciless in her official tone. "If there is nothing to do, I will clean up and plan to buy things in the town."

"Brother Wen Han, don't you like Qian Qian? Qian Qian knows that I'm sorry for you. As long as Qian Qian can make up for anything, she can promise you!" As she said that, she was already crying and her eyes were red, making people want to hold it in her arms and coax it. "Brother Wen Han, I know we can't go back. Can't we be ordinary brothers and sisters anymore? Brother Wen Han, didn't you call me Qian Qian yesterday? Today I'm so distant, I know you are angry with me. What do you want Brother Wen Han to do to forgive me?"

"Tang Qianqian, please respect yourself!" The man's eyes turned cold. He didn't mind the heroine's acting to gain sympathy, but he disliked this woman who was half-hearted and tempted to hit him, making him feel disgusted. "Yesterday, I gave you face to outsiders. Don't use your clever tricks to get to try to attract my attention!" My attention is not something that any cat or dog is worthy of!

Tang Qianqian's face turned pale in an instant. Wen Han's words were like a sharp knife ruthlessly pierced into her chest. The sharp eyes seemed to penetrate her soul and let her hide nothing. She almost paniced and stuffed the sales contract in her hand into Wen Han's hand. She lowered her head and did not dare to look at Wen Han as if she had been ruthlessly hurt, but she still wanted to pretend to be strong and strong: "Brother Wen Han is Xiao Qi's sales contract. It was my mother who asked me to give it to you. Just treat the Tang family to repay you, but I still hope you treat Xiao Qi well. He is innocent in the matter between us." After saying that, she quickly turned around and left, her steps were messy.

[This heroine is really a drama actress. At this time, she still doesn't forget to establish a weak and kind image in front of you. If it weren't for the host, wouldn't you be deceived?] 000 Looking at the heroine's expression from the system space, I couldn't help but sigh.

【That's not necessarily.】

[What is not necessarily?] 000 was stunned for a moment, and then understood what it means to be from the host. That is, even if Tang Qianqian is really the best female host in the world, she may not be able to look at her directly, so how could she be deceived?

The man holding the little guy's body contract was satisfied and raised the corner of his mouth and returned to the house.

After watching Wen Han enter the room and close the door, Tang Qianqian walked out of the corner of the yard. She narrowed her eyes slightly. Wen Han said just now, but when she thought about it, maybe Wen Han was deliberately angry with her. In addition, Wen Han is a scholar, inevitably cared about these etiquettes. She suddenly felt that Wen Han was much more attractive than Xiao Linli, the man who suddenly appeared. Wen Han should be no less powerful than Xiao Linli, and he was even more at ease than Xiao Linli, and he was the top scholar. Only such a man deserved her.

She will definitely find a way to get Wen Han!

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I had already obtained what I wanted, so there was no need to stay in the Tang family. When I returned to the house, Wen Han couldn't wait to pull the boy out of the bed.

"Let's wake up, let's go to the street to buy things today."

Suddenly, the quilt was raised and a cold air came. Qiao Mengmeng, who was sleeping, shivered and subconsciously approached the heat source. She rolled into her warm chest. He smashed his mouth and buried his head in Wen Han's chest to continue sleeping. He saw that he had done this a lot before.

The man smiled at the young young man who was unprepared in his arms. He rubbed the little thing's head and stopped rushing to wake him up. "It turns out that he is a little petite guy. I don't know what it feels like to keep him." It's soft and comfortable, no wonder he's so fond of those villains.

[Host, don't you really plan to raise this missioner, right?] I was shocked by hearing the man's words. The host, which has always been decisive, even wants to raise a fool who can't do anything?

That's right, in 000 eyes, Qiao Mengmeng is no different from a fool, and she can't even complete the simplest task. If it weren't for her host helping Qiao Mengmeng, the missioner, would have been frustrated.

"What? Do you think I can't afford to support him?" The man raised his eyebrows dissatisfiedly.

[Of course not!] 000 quickly changed his words, and it only felt that the host did not need to waste time and energy on this tasker.

"You should supervise 999 well. I don't want to hear you point fingers at me again."

“Yes, the host.”

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I woke up naturally after sleeping, and even the original weakness of this body disappeared a lot.

Qiao Mengmeng yawned and rubbed her eyes with satisfaction. She opened her eyes and saw her strong chest. In an instant, the boy turned red. He looked up and saw her white and firm chin, and then looked down and flipped over the words she couldn't understand. Wen Han was reading a book, while he was sleeping in Wen Han's arms, and Wen Han sat on the bed.

But he remembered that he slept in bed last night, so why did he be in someone else's arms when he woke up?

He quickly left the warm embrace, but alarmed the owner of the embrace. Wen Han closed the book in his hand and stuffed it back into his sleeve and turned to look at the little thing: "I finally woke up, the sun was burning my butt, little lazy."

"Yaya." How is it possible, what time is it now?

"Okay, it's time to get up now. I'll take you to the market today."

Wen Han didn't move and wait for the little thing to react. Qiao Mengmeng just watched the man wait for the man to act in a daze. Finally, Wen Han sighed and accepted his fate to put on his clothes for Qiao Mengmeng.

System Space 999 is simply unpredictable: [Host, do you know that you should wear clothes by yourself? How can you let Wen Han wear it for you? You are his servant now. The heroine sold you to Wen Han. Do you know that he is your master now?]

[But I can't wear this many layers of clothes. Even if I have to wear them, I should learn to wear them again.] And when he didn't know how to wear clothes, they would always wear them for him. Is it wrong for Wen Han to wear him? Qiao Mengmeng couldn't understand.

[Then you learn it!] 999 really wants to get started by yourself, and I wish I could do the task myself.

[I am learning, I will remember it if I wear it for me.]

[You can't do it yourself - wait! What did you say? Nirvana?] 999 suddenly raised his voice, almost screaming.

[You said that warm cold is Nirvana! Do you know who Nirvana is?]

[Who is Nitui?] The boy tilted his head and looked at Nitui's handsome side face who was dressing for himself seriously, curiously asking the system.

However, 999 no longer spoke.

[999 Who do you say Nirvana? Do you know him?]

【999 Are you still here? Why don’t you talk anymore?】

【999?】

"Okay, let's go." After putting on the little thing, Wen Han stood up straight and stretched out his broad big hand towards Qiao Mengmeng.

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[Host, I have blacked out the core running system of 999. It is now standby and will start after it leaves the plane.]

Wen Han led the boy out of the room and the sound of 000 sounding in the sea of ​​consciousness. Just now, he almost shook out the host's identity. Even if the tasker knew the host's identity, he could not let him know that Nirtui was the second-generation main god. At least he could not do it when he was in this plane. So what if he knew after this plane? They could not find their own host!

The corners of the man's mouth immediately curled up happily.
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