Chapter 32 The beautiful mute boy
Ya Po: "I don't know either. He doesn't talk much. We don't know his preferences."

Nan Qiao looked at her expectantly with a pair of big eyes: "Grandma, what do you think is better for Qiao Qiao to give?"

Yapo didn't expect that she would throw the question to her, so she racked her brains and said, "Coin? Toys? Clothes?"

Nan Qiao puffed up his cheeks and said in frustration: "But there is nothing on Qiao Qiao now, what should I do?"

Yapo raised an awkward yet polite smile.

My little ancestor.

You also know that you have nothing.

I don’t even have any money, what can I give as a gift?
"Then there's nothing we can do." Yapo turned around and saw the sugar-roasted chestnuts in Qiushi's hand. She grabbed it and said, "Just this, just this! I can't find anything else for the time being. Who can roast the chestnuts with sugar?" Don’t you like it?”

This was what Nan Qiao had just handed to Qiushi because she had to go to the toilet, and Qiushi kept holding it.

Nan Qiao looked at the sugar-roasted chestnuts and suddenly felt enlightened: "Yeah, who wouldn't like something as delicious as sugar-roasted chestnuts?"

She took the paper bag from Yapo's hand, held it and walked over there.

Yapo quickly followed and reminded: "I don't know if that boy is mute. Anyway, he hasn't said a word for so many days, so don't be angry if he bumps into the little lady later."

Nan Qiao's voice was clear: "Don't worry, mother-in-law, Qiao Qiao won't be angry!"

But is the little brother in the room really mute?
After Yapo arrived, she knocked on the door first, waited for a while and saw no one asked, then opened the door in front of her.

Seeing this, Hanamaki said: [This Yabo man is pretty good, and he seems to have some conscience for the time being. 】

Nan Qiao immediately looked over after Ya Po opened the door.

The furnishings in the room are very simple, with only a small bed and a set of old wooden tables and chairs. Simple toiletries are placed in the corner.

But despite the shabby conditions, it looks pretty clean.Maybe it was because the windows were not open, so the light in the room was a bit dark and the air was a bit stuffy. Now I felt the air circulated more when I opened the door.

The sunlight shining in casts mottled marks on the floor.

Nan Qiao saw a black figure sitting on the bed. His head was lowered and his face could not be seen clearly. He was as motionless as a sculpture.

Yapo cleared her throat and shouted: "Ahem, Xiaohei?"

The young boy named Xiao Hei turned his head and looked over.

"Wow -" Nan Qiao blinked and couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

There is no other reason. The little boy sitting on the bed is so beautiful.

He has a pair of pure blue eyes like the clearest lake water, with deep sockets, and short flaxen hair that is smooth and thick, with the ends slightly curled.

The face that has just begun to take shape has a high nose bridge, an almost bloodless cold white skin, but red lips. The whole face is extremely beautiful, like an angel who accidentally fell into the mortal world in Western mythology.

But of course the people present didn't know what an angel was, and they just felt that the little boy in front of them was exquisite and beautiful as they had never seen before.

Hanamaki was also shocked: [Oh my god, I thought Pei Qi was already extremely beautiful, but I didn’t expect there to be such a different style of beauty. 】

And it's still tender.

Even Qiushi couldn't help but hold her breath.

Because she was always sick, she only knew that Yaxing had picked up a very beautiful mute child, but she had never seen her true appearance. Now that she saw it, she was very surprised.

(End of this chapter)

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