After getting smaller, I am forced to be cute every day

Chapter 23 What You Like, I Like Everything

Sincerely loved and talented, when the little girl was still young, Lin Yanfeng wanted to take her as his apprentice several times, but was rejected all the time.

Later, I found out that it was related to the boy Luo Qinghe behind the scenes, and I thought again, didn't everyone say that the female junior was holding a golden brick?

Lin Che is three years younger than that girl, isn't that just right!
It's a pity that the condition is a game. Halfway through the game, the little girl ran away and disappeared for several years. Isn't this shameless?
Thinking about it, Lin Yanfeng looked at Luo Chu with a "hot" gaze, "Little girl, what's your name?"

Luo Chu had known Lin Yanfeng for many years, and he knew what the old man was up to with every look and word.

She silently moved her steps and moved behind Luo Qinghe to hide.

Lin Yanfeng: "." I look like a strange old man who kidnapped children?

Luo Qinghe suppressed the raised corners of his mouth, "Shan Mingchu."

"Luo Chu? What a name!" Lin Yanfeng applauded, and looked at Lin Che, "Che'er, come here."

Lin Che looked away from the chessboard, stood up and called, "Grandpa."

Lin Yanfeng nodded, patted Lin Che on the shoulder, and turned to Luo Qinghe, "Call Uncle."

Luo Chu curled his lips: "." Luo Qinghe's face looked like it could be called uncle?

The people around were shocked, oh my god, Lin Che is actually the grandson of the old curator Lin? !
Lin Che was originally a simple-minded person who devoted all his attention to Go. Now, when Lin Yanfeng asked him to call him uncle, he obediently called him uncle.

Arriving at a small pavilion for guests, Lin Yanfeng made tea while staring at the small glutinous rice dumpling behind Luo Qinghe, thinking, if you look carefully now, it looks a little familiar, doesn't it?

Luo Chu felt a little guilty after being stared at by him. Don't look at Lin Yanfeng's half-temper, his eyesight is better than anyone else's. If Ouyan guessed it by mistake, then it is entirely possible for Lin Yanfeng to recognize it. Own.

"This kid looks familiar, whose family is it?" Lin Yanfeng asked tentatively, without taking his eyes off Luo Chu.

Luo Chu's heart skipped a beat, and the alarm bell rang, something bad happened.

Luo Qinghe helped the teacup, and said in a calm voice, "It's from the Luo family."

The other three people present listened, one was speechless, and two wanted to laugh. There was nothing wrong with Luo Qinghe's answer like this, wasn't it?
Lin Yanfeng coughed twice, "This kid is good at chess, and with a little study, he will surely achieve something in the future. If he lacks a mentor, I will..."

Before he finished speaking, he was stopped by Luo Qinghe's gaze, "Luo Zhi."

Luo Qinghe slightly pressed his lips against the side of the teacup, and took a sip. What he meant was that Luo Chu's Go was taught by Luo Zhi, and he didn't need a tutor.

Seeing that Luo Chu was bored, he poured a small cup of tea and handed it to her.

Luo Chu looked at the teacup held in that jade-white hand, took it carefully, and drank it in small sips, feeling that the fragrance of the tea was extraordinarily strong.

Lin Yanfeng's eyes widened when he heard Luo Qinghe, "You and Xiao Luo knew this child?!"

"Puff cough...cough cough! Cough cough cough" Lin Yanfeng's words were astonishing. Luo Chu almost spit out the tea after taking a sip.

Even Luo Qinghe was choked upright, patted the little girl's back lightly, and looked at Lin Yanfeng with complicated eyes. He never thought that he would come to such a conclusion, and he couldn't imagine that his brain circuit was How strange.

Lin Yanfeng also knew that he had guessed wrong, so he breathed a sigh of relief. If he had to say, he still focused on making Luo Zhi and Lin Che a pair.

The topic was passed lightly.

In the evening, Luo Chu and Luo Qinghe left the Yilin Chess Hall after Lin Yanfeng tried every means to persuade them to stay.

In the car, Luo Chu was lying by the window, looking at the scenery outside the window, the sun was setting, the sky was reddish purple, and the remaining sunset glow was slightly more beautiful.

There was a slight wind blowing against Luo Chu's face. On the other side, Luo Qinghe turned his head slightly and looked at the sky, which was indeed extremely beautiful.

When I was young, Luo Zhi was like this every time, preferring the evening sky.

In fact, he didn't see anything special, but after so many years, looking at it, he began to understand why she liked it.

"Do you like playing chess?" Luo Qinghe rarely opened his mouth to find a topic.

Luo Chu was taken aback, but it was strange, she turned her head, sat down in her seat, nodded her head, "Yes, I like it."

Looking at the immature yet familiar face, Luo Qinghe asked unexpectedly, "Why do you like it?"

I also asked Luo Zhi the same question, how did she answer that time?
"My brother likes it."

Luo Chu raised a smiling face and looked at him, because you like it, so I like everything you like.

With a pure and beautiful smile, Luo Qinghe was stunned for a moment, "How do you know I like it?"

He never mentioned it to the little girl in front of him.

Luo Chu smiled, "Mom said so."

...

The work and rest schedule in Luo's residence has always been very good. After dinner, when Luo Chu returned to the room, she had just finished using the computer. She put it away and was about to turn off the lights and go to sleep, but accidentally caught a glimpse of a figure sneaking out in the back yard outside the window, looking forward and backward. Yes, as if afraid of being discovered.

When we got to the back door, there was a car parked there
Luo Chu frowned slightly, got up, left the room and went downstairs, avoided the servants and went to the backyard, but when he went out the back door to look, he didn't see anyone.

As soon as she turned around, she caught a glimpse of the man walking towards the garden, and she took a step slower.

Suddenly, there was the sound of small footsteps approaching him from behind, Luo Chu's face darkened, he quickly took out something from his pocket and pressed the power, and shot almost at the moment the other party approached him.

The tall man in black fell to the ground with a muffled grunt, holding a white handkerchief in his hand. There was a black sack lying on the ground. This size, at first glance, was carefully prepared for himself.

She squatted down and quickly flipped through the things on the man, but there was nothing, but she saw a somewhat familiar red tattoo on his wrist.

She wrapped the white kerchief with a tissue, covered the man's face with a black sack, patted the dust off his body, went back to the backyard, and pushed the back door shut.

The lack of security in the backyard of Luo's residence is a disadvantage, but it is also an advantage for him to move around easily.

Back in the room, Luo Chu stood by the window of the cloakroom and looked, only to see two men come out and drag the man lying on the ground away.

She pursed her lips and looked at the handkerchief in her hand. It was sprayed with semi-finished medicine, which contained hallucinogenic ingredients and was not pure enough. It was not like the ones on the market, but more like the ones in the scientific research laboratory.
It seems that someone is in a hurry and wants to force himself to come forward.

In the dead of night, the man on the bed struggled a little with his elegant face, his pretty brows were furrowed, his hands were clutching the sheets, his eyelashes were trembling slightly uneasily.

After a while, everything seemed to be calm again.

In the dream, the man wearing a gray cotton shirt has a blue-like temperament, holding a white piece in his cold hand and gently dropping it, looking at the frowning girl in front of him, with a gentle voice, "Ah Zhi, do you like Go?"

The girl nodded without thinking, "I like it."

"why do you like it?"

The man put down the chess piece in his hand, and looked at the girl intently. The girl looked up and smiled slightly, "Because you like it, Second Uncle. If you like it, Azhi likes it."

The voice is light and agile, and the laughter is chanting.

As if time was broken, the girl disappeared, everything around her began to collapse, and everything disappeared. Only the familiar voice remained.

You like it, Azhi likes it all.

(End of this chapter)