Chapter 241: Little one, don't regret it
When Han Luoqing heard this, she was amused, "If you really want to study hard every day, why don't you come to my place? Find a place to live, is it better than living here?"
"It's not safe to live alone." Nan Yuan replied.
Most importantly, no money.
"Yo, are you taking me as a bodyguard? Do you pay the bodyguard, ah?"
Nan Yuan thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes. I'm very interested in tattoos. You teach me, and when I'm successful in my studies, I'll be a teacher to help you with the work. The bodyguard's money, food and accommodation are all from this part of the salary. Buckle."
Han Luoqing was holding a cigarette in his mouth, and the cigarette was almost burning to the **** of the cigarette. He laughed while holding the **** of the cigarette, "Little kid, you're doing a good job with this little abacus, I'll be your bodyguard and you again. Teacher? I have to give you my own room? Why do you think so beautifully?"
Nan Yuan thought to herself: It's alright.
"It won't make you suffer." The little guy in front of him said.
Han Luoqing threw the **** of the cigarette and threw it into the trash can not far away. He suddenly changed his voice and asked, "Walk alone for more than an hour?"
"Well, the main road is not familiar, and the backpack is heavy."
Han Luoqing looked at her bangs and temples that had been blown dry by the wind, his eyes fell on her clean little face, after a long silence, he suddenly reached out and patted her head, "You're little, don't regret it. "
The voice was low, a little like he was talking to himself.
After he finished speaking, he withdrew his hand, instead of deliberately walking around her shoulders like the first time, he put his hand in his pocket.
The man walked ahead and looked at her, "Come in."
Inside the house, Jiang Suidong and Liang Zuo were chatting with high spirits, but at the moment when the big man led the little boy into the house, the two of them immediately pretended to do the work, one to clean up the album, the other to organize. Tattoo machine.
Then, the two turned their heads in unison, showing a friendly and kind smile to Nanyuan.
It's a pity that this smile is a bit inconsistent with the faces of the two.
Han Luoqing greeted them with a slap on the back of their heads, one of them came over, and then ordered the two of them in minutes, "Dongzi, go get a cup of hot water. Little Zuo, go buy something to eat, porridge and steamed buns."
As he said that, he looked back at Nan Yuan, "Little one, do you eat meat stuffing or vegetarian stuffing?"
Nan Yuan replied bluntly: "I haven't eaten meat for a month. If I want to eat meat buns, three will do."
When Han Luoqing saw her little ancestor who didn't consider himself an outsider, a faint smile flashed across his eyes, and he immediately said to Liang Zuo, "Go buy San'er meat buns."
Liang Zuo: "Okay!"
Nan Yuan sat on the sofa, holding the hot water handed over by Jiang Suidong.
The water was a little hot, and her mouth was small, so she could only hold the cup and sip, like a little squirrel holding pine nuts.
Han Luoqing looked at her and looked away.
...this little thing.
When Liang Zuo bought back the hot rice porridge and meat buns, Nan Yuan said thank you and ate it rudely.
He didn't gobble, he ate very gently and elegantly, and Jiang Suidong and Liang Zuo, who were watching on the side, sighed again and again.
As expected of a student, drinking porridge and eating meat buns are so gentle.
Compared with this student girl, they are simply beasts when they eat!
Nan Yuan has big eyes and a small belly, and she can't eat two of the three meat buns.
She silently glanced at the man beside him who was looking at him, and handed the remaining one over, "Don't waste food."
Han Luoqing sighed, picked up the remaining one, and swallowed three or two into his stomach.
Jiang Suidong and Liang Zuo: ...
my day! Where is Brother Han who never eats leftovers?
Although this meat bun has never been eaten, it has been pinched by this student girl for a long time!
Han Luoqing picked up Nanyuan's bulging backpack with one hand and slung it over his shoulder, and said to her, "Come with me upstairs."
Then Jiang Suidong and Liang Zuo watched helplessly as their rough man, Brother Han, took the little cutie upstairs.
Not long after, the sound of opening and closing the door rang, and nothing was heard after that.
"Bring this back? Brother Han hasn't officially introduced us yet." Liang Zuo said.
Jiang Suidong giggled, "You know the shit, he probably hasn't calmed down yet."
I have to say that the one who knows the brother the most is the brother. After all, they have been rough together.
At this moment, Han Luoqing was a little dazed as soon as he led the child into the door.
hiss.
How did he take people back to the house for the second time in a daze?
His house has two bedrooms and one living room, one is used as a study and a studio, but there is no extra room for this little one to live in.
"I can sleep on the sofa." Nan Yuan took the initiative to speak.
Han Luoqing was silent for a while, and said, "You sleep in the bedroom."
Nan Yuan looked at him and asked hesitantly, "Won't it cause you any trouble?"
"It's done now!" Han Luoqing gritted his teeth.
Why did he agree so softly?
This little boy is a little ancestor, and it is very difficult to serve!
"Wait, I'll clean up the bedroom."
"Yeah." Nan Yuan nodded, looking very well-behaved against that little face.
Han Luoqing stared at her a few times, rolled his tongue over his cheeks, pushed his head hard, and entered the bedroom alone.
Ugh……
I sighed in my heart.
The man put away a book next to the pillow, then found an empty cardboard box, and randomly rummaged through a few frequently worn T-shirts, vests and pants in the cardboard box, as well as underwear and socks. Take a few of each.
There are three floors in the wardrobe, and he directly freed the middle floor. This floor does not need to squat to hold things or tiptoe, which is just right for the little one.
After doing this, he went out with the cardboard box, and then carried the girl's backpack into the bedroom, "You can pack the rest yourself."
"Thank you, Brother Han." At this time, Nan Yuan had already taken off her dirty flat shoes and replaced her old pair of sandals.
Han Luoqing gave her a sideways look, "I figured it out, you little guy only calls you brother when you thank me."
Nan Yuan looked at him quietly and did not reply.
The contents of the backpack are mainly clothes. When Nan Yuan went to the bedroom to organize the backpack, the man went to the study again to work.
The study and the studio are integrated, but the desk is not often used. When Han Luoqing wants to read a book, he usually pulls a book from the bookshelf and flips through it before going to bed at night.
Now, Han Luoqing put all the sundries on the desk into the drawer. Although he wiped the desk from time to time, this time he went to draw a basin of water and scrubbed it again inside and out. .
The desk originally had a matching chair, but because he felt that the chair was too high to fit with the table, he replaced it with a plastic stool.
but now--
The plastic stool was the right height for him, but not for the little one.
If I was sitting on this plastic stool, I would probably have to look up at the table with my little head raised.
Han Luoqing thought it was funny.