Two hours later, Mu Qian stood at the door of Huo Jinxi's house again.
The garage can be seen from the door, and Huo Jinxi's car doesn't seem to be inside.
Mu Qian looked away and was about to ring the doorbell when the door suddenly opened automatically from the inside.
Lin Shu carried a big bag on her body. As she walked out, she shouted inside: "Stay at home and don't run around. Do you hear me? Your dad will be back in the evening!"
After saying that, she turned around and saw Mu Qian standing at the door. She seemed to be frozen in fright, and then looked at Mu Qian with an unkind expression, "Didn't you leave? Why are you back again?"
"Aunt Lin, I seem to have left something here, so I came back to look for it." Mu Qian said with a smile, and then looked at Lin Shu's bag, "Are you going out?"
Lin Shu frowned, adjusted her bag, and reluctantly said "hmm".
Mu Qian seemed to hesitate for a moment before speaking: "Then can I go in and look for my things?"
Lin Shu seemed to be really in a hurry, and glanced at her anxiously, "Go in and look for what you are looking for, and leave as soon as you're done! Don't talk nonsense to Qi Ran, do you hear me?"
Mu Qian nodded immediately, "Yeah, I know. Aunt Lin, please walk slowly!"
Lin Shu seemed to be in a hurry, too lazy to say anything to Mu Qian, and left in a hurry.
Mu Qian walked in and immediately saw Huo Qiran sitting at the dining table. There was a pile of painting supplies in front of him, as if he was completing some homework.
Huo Qiran was looking at her, obviously hearing the conversation between her and Lin Shu just now.
Mu Qian smiled and waved to Huo Qiran, but Huo Qiran quickly lowered his head and drew a few strokes on the paper in front of him.
Mu Qian ignored him and went upstairs for a symbolic walk, then quickly went downstairs again.
Although she spent the night in this house last night, the recorder was always in her handbag. Even if she dropped it, it would only fall into Huo Jinxi's car.
In the current situation, it seems that all we can do is wait for Huo Jinxi to come back.
But what would Huo Jinxi's reaction be when he came back and saw her appearing in his home again?
Mu Qian was thinking as she walked towards Huo Qiran.
Huo Qiran didn't look at her, but seemed to sense her approach. The closer Mu Qian was to him, the faster he started writing.
"What are you drawing?" Mu Qian walked to the dining table and picked up the homework instructions on the table.
It turns out that the children are required to jointly create a parent-child picture album with the help of their parents. It is required to have family photos, as well as individual picture pages and introductions for each person in the family.
What Huo Qiran is drawing should be a family portrait - four identical simple figures, with a large round head on top and a few matchstick-like strokes on the bottom to form the body.
Mu Qian guessed that these people should be Huo Bainian, Cheng Manshu, Huo Jinxi and Huo Qiran himself, but the most important person was missing.
However, such a rough painting style is really not at the level of painting that a six-year-old child should have.
Huo Qiran started to draw more and more randomly as she looked at him.
"It seems like no one in your family can help you with this homework." Mu Qian sighed: "You kid is very lucky. Sister, I haven't painted in seven years. Now I'm back in the world just to help you complete a homework.
Operation."
After saying that, she pulled up the chair and sat down next to Huo Qiran. She picked up the paintbrush and sketched the images of Huo Bainian and Cheng Manshu with a few strokes.
When it came time to draw Huo Jinxi, Mu Qian paused and then handed the pen to Huo Qiran, "Would you like to try drawing your father?"
Huo Qiran's eyes stayed on her paintings of Huo Bainian and Cheng Manshu. After a while, he took the pen handed over by Mu Qian, learned Mu Qian's brushwork, and began to draw Huo Jinxi.
It's just that he is still a child and has no painting foundation, so the characters he draws are very immature. However, what is rare is that the shadow of Huo Jinxi can be seen between his eyebrows.
Mu Qian quickly looked away and pointed at the last position, "It's time to draw yourself."
Huo Qiran held the pen, frowned, and hesitated to write.
Seeing this, Mu Qian took the pen in his hand and said, "It's better for my sister to help you."
After saying that, she lifted Huo Qiran's chin and began to look at the little boy in front of her carefully.
Huo Qiran is really beautiful, with soft and flawless skin, ink-like eyebrows and hair, a pair of clear eyes, and an excellent eye shape.
After all, Huo Jinxi has outstanding appearance, and Huo Qiran really looks like him.
Mu Qian withdrew her gaze and lowered her head to write. Her long eyelashes covered her eyes, casting a shadow under them.
When she raised her eyes again, she found that Huo Qiran was looking at her, with an inquiry in his eyes that was too late to hide.
Mu Qian held her chin up and looked at him, raised her hand and touched his chin again, and said with a smile: "You are so good-looking, why don't you say anything? Girls of your age probably don't like dark colors.
Handsome guy, right? If you don't say anything, will the little girl dare to approach you? The little girl you like plays with other boys all day long, don't you feel uncomfortable?"
Huo Qiran looked at her, his clear and bright eyes quickly dimmed a bit. He did not answer Mu Qian, lowered his head and continued painting.
Mu Qian was startled and suddenly realized——
Is this child unable to speak?
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The night fell, and the light in the villa was warm and pleasant. Mu Qian was still sitting at the dining table, guiding Huo Qiran to complete the final production of the inner pages.
When Huo Jinxi entered the door, he happened to see two figures, one large and one small, gathered together.
It's exceptionally harmonious.
Huo Jinxi changed his shoes and walked into the living room. Mu Qian heard the sound and raised her head.
"Mr. Huo, are you back?" Finally seeing him, Mu Qian leaned back on her chair calmly and looked at him with a smile, as if to see what his reaction would be.
However, Huo Jinxi just glanced at her, then looked at Huo Qiran and waved to him.
Huo Qiran quickly slid down the dining table with the picture album he had just completed and ran to Huo Jinxi.
Huo Jinxi sat on the sofa, took the picture album, and asked, "Where is Grandma Lin?"
Mu Qian slowly walked over and spoke on behalf of Huo Qiran: "Aunt Lin has something urgent to do and she has to go out, so I helped her look after Qi Ran, and by the way, I also helped him complete today's parenting homework."
Huo Jinxi flipped through the picture album in his hand.
It can be seen that Mu Qian put a lot of effort into this picture album. Her writing skills can be seen in the cartoon images of Huo Bainian, Cheng Manshu and Huo Qiran, but only his image is out of place. It was obviously designed by Huo Qiran.
Mu Qian came close to him and said, "The painting is good, right?"
Huo Jinxi closed the album and handed it to Huo Qiran, "You go upstairs first."
Huo Qiran turned his head and glanced at Mu Qian. Mu Qian blinked at him. He quickly looked away and silently went upstairs.