The weather this year is a bit abnormal. Although it is mid-September and the sun has fallen, the heat is still pressing.

In the rolling heat wave, Huo Qiran returned to the Huo family mansion on a bicycle, and his shirt was already wet.

As soon as he entered the door, Aunt Chen at home felt so distressed that she complained: "Don't ride a bicycle on such a hot day, and you're not afraid of any heat. At least you'll take a bus to school tomorrow."

"It's okay, I'm used to it." Huo Qiran responded with a smile, "Don't mom and dad come back yet?"

"Well, there will be social engagements tonight, and I will come back later."

"Where is Yueyue?"

"The dance teacher is here, and I'm preparing to practice dancing upstairs."

Huo Qiran nodded, "Well, then I'll go up and take a shower first."

He returned to the room, put down his backpack, took the change of clothes and walked into the bathroom.

Less than a minute after he entered the bathroom, the door handle suddenly turned, and the door was quietly pushed open from outside. Then, a small head came in.

Hearing the sound of water coming from the bathroom, Yueyue boldly pushed the door into the room, went straight to the desk, and opened Huo Qiran's backpack.

As soon as the backpack was opened, several envelopes and a box of exquisitely packed chocolate fell out.

Yueyue didn't look at the envelopes, and her eyes stayed on the box of chocolate for a long time. Finally, she reached into the backpack's mezzanine and took out a very inconspicuous candy from it.

Today is red.

Yueyue tear open the packaging and put the candy in her mouth. The sweetness and sourness bloomed on the tip of her tongue at the same time. The little girl shook her body happily, and then packed her brother's backpack again, and reluctantly put the box of chocolate in.

Then he left quietly again.

Huo Qiran came out after taking a shower and walked to his desk. As soon as he opened his backpack, he saw a few more things inside.

He skillfully sorted out several letters, and put them together with the chocolate into a half-filled storage box next to him.

...

The next day, at the same time, the door of Huo Qiran's room was once again pushed open silently.

Yueyue entered the door and headed straight for her backpack as usual.

This time, she took out a small biscuit in a separate package from the mezzanine.

It's not sugar!

Yueyue pouted unhappily, but she still unpacked the packaging and took a bite of the cookie.

Hey, it tastes delicious!

Yueyue's eyes lit up, and she was about to take a second bite when she suddenly heard something coming from the direction of the bathroom.

Finished!

Yueyue turned around and was about to escape, but when she passed by the bathroom door, she was still caught by her brother who had just opened the door.

Huo Qiran opened the door and saw his escaped sister. He subconsciously grabbed her and picked up the little girl before he could react. He laughed helplessly, "Come and steal candy again?"

"No!" Yueyue denied it.

"No?" Huo Qiran looked at her little hand, "Then this is in your hand..."

Yueyue raised the half of the biscuit in her hand, making a promise, "I'm not eating candy!"

Since he was strictly controlled by sweets at the age of five, Yueyue’s favorite thing is to flip his backpack, because he can always find chocolates in his backpack. After being discovered, the chocolate in his backpack became

Something that is strictly controlled.

Recently, the chocolate in his bag has never been passive again, but—

Huo Qiran looked at the half of the biscuit in her hand, "Where did it come from?"

Yueyue took another bite of the biscuit before pointing at his backpack again.

Huo Qiran glanced at the simple packaging bag in her hand, sighed and said, "I don't know where the things came from. You dare to eat them too. Are you so greedy? Don't eat them randomly in the future."

"No, it's delicious!" Yueyue immediately refused to refute to defend her daily food. "Every flavor of candies and every chocolate are delicious, and this small biscuit is delicious too!"

She said as she stuffed the last cookie into her mouth.

Huo Qiran keenly noticed something, "Everything is delicious?"

"Yes, each one is delicious!"

"So, how many of them did you eat?"

Yueyue suddenly realized that she had missed her words. When she was about to escape, she was already tightly grabbed by her brother again.

"Woooo, brother..." Yueyue blinked her big eyes, pitiful.

"I can't tell my mother." Huo Qiran said, "but you have to honestly explain how much you ate?"

Yueyue hurriedly said, "One is only one every day! There is only one in your backpack, not many more!"

"There is a candy in my backpack every day?" Huo Qiran obviously had no idea, "Where did you find it?"

"In the mezzanine." Yueyue replied in a low voice, "Sometimes it is sugar, sometimes it is chocolate, and today it is small biscuits... It is different from the ones bought outside, it is really delicious."

Huo Qiran reached out to take the simple packaging bag in her hand, and looked at it again and again.

There is no information on it, not even the production date, which is indeed different from the ones bought outside.

But the sly-mouthed little princess actually said it was delicious.

"How long have you been eating?" Huo Qiran asked.

Yueyue thought for a while, "It's after school starts..."

Fortunately, it has only been half a month since the start of school.

Huo Qiran reached out and lit her forehead, but Yueyue took the opportunity to hold her brother's hand, "Brother, can I also eat the cookies tomorrow?"

"What if it's gone tomorrow?" Huo Qiran said.

"There will definitely be!" Yueyue said, "It will be available every day!"

Huo Qiran was helpless and funny, twisted her face, "Greedy Cat."

Yueyue cheered with joy, "Brother is the best!"

Mu Qian appeared at the door of the room at the right time, leaned against the door, and asked lazily: "How good is brother?"

Yueyue then remembered that she was going to dance, so she hurriedly ran out from Mu Qian's legs.

Mu Qian looked at her daughter returning to the dance training room, then turned her head back, looked at the envelopes scattered from Huo Qiran's backpack, raised her eyebrows, "Has the retro tide of writing love letters passed yet?"

Huo Qiran chuckled, "Maybe it's coming soon."

Mu Qian tskated and then said, "Son, why don't we just talk about one? If you don't talk about it, you will lose the qualification to have an early love! What a pity for so many beautiful little girls!"

"Mother!"

"But it is true. If you can't evenly get rid of rain and dew, there will always be people who will be sad." Mu Qian said to herself, "My son is so heartwarming, he will definitely not be able to bear to let those little girls be sad. However, life is very short, nothing compared to

It’s more important to live happily on your own, do you understand?”

Huo Qiran cleared his throat strategically, stood up, "I'll take a shower first."

Mu Qian shrugged, said nothing more, and turned around and walked away.

Before Huo Qiran walked into the bathroom, he found that he was holding something in his hand. He lowered his head and saw the biscuit wrapping paper.
Chapter completed!