The Poor Baby’s Manipulation Manual

"He Qing, your brother has a bad heart. You are the elder brother. You want to let the younger brother know."

The teenager stood aside and looked at the cute boy who smiled at him holding the book, "But this is my book, and my brother can't understand it."

"Who said I can't understand it." The boy's clear voice was very nice. He opened the book and read the English sentences fluently. Under the surprised eyes of the boy, he read a page with a standard pronunciation.

He Cai held him in his arms in surprise, "We Yinbao are so powerful that we all read English books."

"He Qing, since your brother understands it, you give it to him first, and your mother gives you money, and you buy a new one."

The teenager who is also fluent in reading the next book still wants to fight for it, "But mom, this book was given to me by classmates..."

He Cai interrupted him impatiently, "Isn't the book the same? You buy another new one, even your classmates can't see it."

The exquisite and beautiful boy smiled at the boy holding the book, his face was full of innocent love, "Brother, I really like this book, can you give it to me?"

"I will cherish it."

The beautiful big eyes are full of desire to look at himself. When the teenager was a little soft-hearted, he was a little reluctant. "Well, then, if you don't know anything, you can ask me."

His words were rudely interrupted by the woman, "We Yinbao are so smart, how could there be something we don't understand, come, Yinbao, Auntie takes you to try the new clothes you bought today."

Watching his mother hold the boy upstairs, the teenager just felt aggrieved by his lovely thirst.

Why did mom always treat him like this, obviously he has worked hard to be a good child.

That book, but the first gift he received, promised that the classmates would keep it well and read it carefully page by page...

In the end, he had a good temper, and he went to buy a new one, only if it was sent by his classmates, until he came home one day, and saw the broken book in the garbage bag carried by the servant.

When he asked the boy angrily, he got a casual answer, "That book is useless after reading it, so I threw it away."

"Why is my brother angry? Anyway, I have written down the contents. If I don't believe it, I will give it to you."

The noble-dressed woman happened to go home, and seeing the confrontation between the two still has no reason to favor the boy as she did before.

"It's just a book, don't you already have a new one, your brother is not in good health, don't always scare him so much!"

But that was the first gift he received...

That night, the teenager cried out the remaining books in the garbage bag, and stuck together a little bit. When the last page was found, the feeling of grievance and anger was enough to remember his life.

And now, the man who destroyed his first gift fell to the ground in such pain, with a pretty face.

He Qing stiffened and looked at his blue-violet lips opening and closing, eyes similar to himself staring straight at him, painful as if suffocating at the next moment, shouting, "Brother..."

He wanted to just ignore it, isn't his mother biased Qin Yin? Don't you want Qin Yin to change his heart?

He is just down here now, without any energy, as long as he is ignored, he will die soon, no one will take away his things, and his mother will never give him up for Qin Yin...

"brother……"

The eyes of the pretty boy were full of tears, and the hand that hadn’t had a bit of bitterness since it landed stretched toward the stalemate, full of pleading.

He Qinghong squatted down sharply with his eyes, took out the medicine from Qin Yin’s pocket with his lip bite, and fed him down. In the corner where he couldn’t see, the young boy’s eyes flickered and he swallowed the medicine panting, leaning on the man’s arms. in.

【Ding! Qin Yin's favor: 80】

Leaning on the man's warm arms, Qin Yin's weak voice was full of happiness, "I thought, my brother would ignore me..."

"After all, I was so bad when I was a kid. It is normal for my brother to let me die."

He Qing's hand froze, pushed him to the wall and sat down, said coldly, "If you're okay, hurry up and don't come to me again."

He really didn't want to face this younger brother again.

The pretty boy was still panting and calming down, and he heard Wen Run's man saying that his eyes were full of injuries, but in the end it was just aggrievedly standing up against the wall and carefully picking up the bag on the ground.

When I opened it, I saw that the lunch box was not sprinkled properly. I was relieved. His face was still pale, but the corners of his mouth were happily raised, and he handed the bag to the man in front with some expectations. "Brother, although it's cold , But the heat is still delicious."

He Qing looked at the bag coldly, without any intention of picking it up. The teenager's smile stiffened in his face, and tears accumulated in his eyes. "Brother, don't you like to eat glutinous rice lily porridge?"

"I eat lily porridge, only because of a bad stomach." The mother was just asked to change his heart. No matter how good-tempered the man is, he can't endure the boy like before.

"When the stomach is uncomfortable, only drinking porridge can ease it, understand?"

He looked at Qin Yin's pale face and laughed at himself, "Do you think I like it because I like it?"

"Go with your porridge, I'm not your brother, and I don't want to hear you call me brother again. If you go on like this, I will leave immediately."

The man stubbornly opened the door and walked in, closing the door heavily, isolating the crying pear-flower boy from the rain.

--boom!

Qin Yin's sad expression chilled after closing the door. He looked down at the bag in his hand and clenched his hands hard.

What did the woman say to her brother, he was so coaxing before!

Also, why did my brother take off his glasses?

So beautiful eyes, why show them to others...

His fingertips were so white that he thought of the cute appearance of a man’s pretending to be cold-blooded. The teenager suddenly pulled out a smile. He gently put the bag down, and his voice was soft and wronged. "Brother, Lily porridge is at the door, don’t you Angry, let me go."

"If my brother doesn't want to see me, I can transfer."

Looking at the door without any movement, the beautiful teenager turned away and walked away.

After a while, the man opened the door with a complex face, looking at the lily porridge on the ground, his eyes reddish.

He really didn't expect that Qin Yin, who always looked down on him, would know that he liked glutinous rice lily porridge. I'm afraid even his own mother didn't know what he liked.

The bad behaviors of the teenagers have not been forgotten by men. Under the same roof, the boy's biggest hobby is to **** his stuff. Is he really concerned about him silently?

The man covered his beating heart, and his swollen eyes were full of determination. No matter what, he would not give up his heart.

Absolutely not!

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"Master, you're back..." The maid greeted the pretty boy into the door respectfully and squatted down to help him change his shoes.

"Where is my aunt?"

"Madam is watering flowers."

Qin Yin froze his face and walked all the way to the flower room, watching the woman in the luxurious dress humming the song and watering flowers.

He stepped forward, "Auntie."

"Yinbao!" He Cai heard his voice and turned his head with a smile on his face. "How does it feel in the new school? Didn't the body get sick again?"

"Auntie, rest assured, my body is much better than when I was a child, and I will never get sick as before." The beautiful young man smiled sweetly, leaning on the woman's face dependently.

He Cai's eyes were full of love and worry for him, and he gently touched the young man's head, and said softly, "Isn't it still dangerous? Yin Bao is assured that the aunt and dad have found a suitable heart for you. , As long as a period of time, Yinbao can be as healthy as other children."

Qin Yin didn't feel much about changing his heart. Anyway, he can survive even if he doesn't change, but he may live a little shorter than others. What he cares about now is how to get what he wants in his hand.

Leaning close to the perfume-laden woman, the teenager asked in a soft voice, "Auntie, haven't your brother returned to China yet? Why hasn't he returned home yet?"

Speaking of the disobedient biological son, He Cai's expression was gloomy, and she sneered, "He doesn't want to come back, just let him stay outside. When he suffers, he will come back naturally."

She used to be too benevolent to control this disobedient son, but now she doesn't even listen to her mother!

Thinking of He Qing’s refusal, He Cai’s eyes were filled with coldness. Seeing the beautiful young man frowning as if worrying about something, she quickly slowed her look and smiled softly at him, “Yin Bao rest assured, Auntie will let You are healthy!"

The unfilial son, even if he was alive, would probably not be filial to her. Instead, it was Yin Bao, who was clever and smart. Later, Yin Bao inherited the Qin family and would certainly be filial to her.

He Cai was immersed in the illusion of the future, and he did not notice the impatience in the eyes of the teenager.

It seems that my brother's sudden rejection of his attitude was due to this disgusting woman.

It's really annoying. If it wasn't her brother who couldn't let go, he must...

"Auntie, I'm going upstairs first. I still have a lot of books to read today." I didn't want to talk to her anymore. The teenager smiled and left after saying hello, turning around and suddenly glooming down.

what can we do about it? If this woman is sick, will your brother go home because he is worried?

Just break her hands and feet and don’t let her die, otherwise the brother will never come back.

"Master, don't you take the elevator?" Seeing the teenager went straight to the stairs, the servant on the side hurriedly came over nervously.

"No, my body is much better." The sweet-smiling teenager, who had no rack at all, walked back to the room under the servant's worried eyes.

Sitting at the desk, the pretty teenager pressed the fingerprint to open the safe, and took out small bits and pieces from it to satisfy the viewing.

My brother’s favorite postcards, my favorite book, my brother’s pen, and the car model I bought a long time ago.

Qin Yin smiled even sweeter when he thought of the grievance on the face when the young man handed the car model to his hands under the scolding of He Cai.

Pulled out in the same way, and at the end, when a piece of paper was taken out, the cheerful expression of the pretty boy turned into a sneer.

This is a book page filled with English. At the top, beautiful handwriting says:

[He Qing, I like you, can we be together? 】

The name underneath was obscured by a black pen that had scratched the paper. Qin Yin flicked the part that was supposed to be the name. The usual pleasant answer:

"No."