This is the scariest ghost story Qin Anan has ever heard.
Although it was summer, Qin Anan could clearly feel a layer of cold air rising on his back.
"Yes, how could I be related by blood to Aunt Qin?"
The little guy who was standing aside suddenly spoke, successfully attracting everyone's attention.
"You know the word kinship?"
The amount of words stored for this disaster once again exceeded Qin Anan's cognition.
How old are you?
The storage capacity of this language seems to be a bit too much.
"Of course I know, my father taught me."
For example, my father is related to me by blood, and I am also related to my mother by blood.
The people who are close to you are all related by blood.
But not including uncles, aunts and others.
How should I put it? People living in the same family are almost all related by blood.
What Dad said was a little complicated, but he was very smart. After Dad said a few words, he understood it.
"That's it."
Qin Anan laughed twice, forgetting that this little guy's tutor should be quite strict.
Unknowingly, the man's face appeared in her mind again.
Cold and serious.
It fits this man's style very well.
"What are you doing here?"
Qin Anan finally noticed something was wrong. Why is this little guy here at this time?
He shouldn't be here!
During this time, the little one should play at home or watch TV.
"Because I came to see you, Aunt Qin."
When the little guy answered this question, he was confident.
"Looking for me? Why are you looking for me?"
Don't tell her that some more troubles have come out.
"My dad is here. My dad wants to thank you for taking care of me yesterday."
The little guy opened and closed his mouth and uttered a sentence.
Those words were combined into a sentence and entered his ears. Qin Anan felt that something was not right when he heard it.
"Is your father here?"
Qin Anan was not only incredulous but also surprised.
"Yes, my father is at the door."
Fortunately, this sentence came from the mouth of this prize later. If it were someone else's mouth that said this sentence, Qin An'an would be scared to death.
What this sounds like means: I am blocking the door and will teach you a lesson before leaving.
"That's it~"
Qin Anan couldn't help but lengthen his tone of voice, and for some reason his scalp felt numb.
"I don't think it's really necessary to say thank you in person. Didn't I already say thank you yesterday?"
Whenever he thinks of that man and the look in his eyes, Qin Anan feels that his slightly better heart is getting worse at this moment.
Qin Anan tried very hard to keep smiling, but a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back unknowingly.
"Yes, dad said yesterday's apology was not formal enough. We need a very formal apology."
The little guy seemed to have known what Qin Anan would say for a long time, pushing Qin Anan and asking Qin Anan to go out.
"It's really not necessary."
That embarrassing feeling, rising from the soles of my feet, could dig out a city wall. This chapter has been completed!