Chapter 333: Because I like warmth 137

Qingzhi does not need to be fed now. When he was eating, he took a bowl and a spoon. Although he was eating slowly, he could still eat his own meal.
After using the meal, the warmth often accompanied the child in the study room to read the words. The young children learned a lot of new words in these days, and they learned very quickly. The number warmed up and looked at the youthful text and sat quietly. That copying the scriptures, one stroke of a painting is so serious, the number of warm inadvertently blurted out: "Children, after the winter, let's go to school to go to school?"
Hearing words, the action of the green writing paused for a moment, looked up and looked at the number of warmth, rubbing his eyebrows and shaking his head.
Not willing.
"Going to the school, you can meet many new friends." The number continues to lick the little guy.
The childish temper is as stubborn as her, and her smudged eyes look straight at the number of warmth, meaning distinct - don't be friends, don't go.
The number of warmth will never force the child to do what she does not want to do, and this is the same thing. Therefore, the number of warmth has not been convinced in this matter.
If the child does not want to go, then it will not go well. It is the same for her to make time to teach the youthful reading.
Countless warm heart is also clear, no matter what, it can only be temporary, she can not let Qingzhi always stay in the government, where not go, it is not good for the growth of childish.
When Qing was writing, the number of warmth was on the desk at the side of the book, and the papers that had been stranded down the previous day were completed. I plan to take these drawings to the firm for the masters tomorrow. Look, after doing this, the number of warmly arranged the drawings on the table, looked at the small desk where the child was sitting, and found that Qingzhi had fallen asleep on the book.
A few warmths got up and wanted to take the little guy back to the room to sleep, but the rest of the light was cold.
The young half-faced face is attached to the book, and the pen held in the small hand has slipped aside, and the book has written two words on many times - the number warm
Every word, every stroke, is so meticulous.
The number of warm looking at the same lines of words, silently watched for a while, then carefully picked up her little girl.
However, at the moment of picking up, the childishness seemed to be a little fascinated with some signs of awakening. The little hand grabbed her sleeves with some force, and the breathing became a little rushed, for fear of being abandoned.
A few warm people know that this is childish and scared, and bowed down to lick the little guy. "The number is warm, and the child is not afraid."
Qingzhi seems to have heard a few warm voices, which slowly calmed down and rested in her arms and fell asleep.
After holding the young child back to the house to sleep, the number of warmth was originally intended to go out and order a stove back, and then go to sleep with the childish, but after going out, I saw Ache who was sitting alone in the yard at night.
In the past few years, the war in the Southern Dynasties continued, and Ache was always running on both sides of the North Sichuan River. He said that he had several times, but Ache nodded every time, and he returned after the next trip.
A few warm look at his cold figure for a while, slowly walked over and sat down on the stone steps.
Jing Che looked sideways at the person sitting down and frowned slightly: "How have you not slept yet?"
"You are not." The number of warmth paused and I couldn't help but ask him. "Is there any situation in the South Dynasty?"