Who moved my novel?

"Blood ink, blood ink!"

"Huh?" Xue Mo was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and smiled slightly: "Oh, it's Dong Peng."

"Yes." Dong Peng looked a little confused and handed the bag in his hand: "Your things."

"Well, okay." Xue Mo nodded: "Thank you, thank you for your hard work this time."

"It's okay." Dong Peng shook his head and pushed Yiyi forward: "Oh, by the way, let me introduce you. This is my godson, Yiyi."

"You are Yiyi!" Xue Mo smiled and looked at Dong Yiyi: "I have heard your father talk about you a long time ago. I heard that you are a very smart child and you also have some unique talents."

"Hello, uncle." Yi Yi greeted him obediently, but his body involuntarily leaned towards Dong Peng.

"Sure enough, it's unusual." Xue Mo nodded, closed his eyes gently, and slowly opened them again after a while.

"Uncle." Yiyi grabbed Dong Peng's sleeve tightly: "Uncle, I want to go to the toilet."

"Huh?" Dong Peng looked at Yiyi in confusion. He had just gone to the toilet before going out, so why did he want to do it again now.

Although he was confused, Dong Peng nodded and handed the car keys to Yiyi: "Okay, you get in the car first, and I will take you to a nearby shopping mall later."

"It's really interesting." Xue Mo smiled slightly and stopped talking to Yi Yi who was walking away. Instead, he looked at Dong Peng: "I heard that you have been doing well in front of the king recently?"

"That's right." Dong Peng shrugged: "You...haven't you become a celebrity in front of the general public?"

"Why are you using this pronoun again?" Xue Mo shook his head: "Didn't I say it? Just use 'you'."

"In a relationship, we should respect each other's habits. I like to use 'you', which is more in line with my ideas." Dong Peng looked at Xue Mo, and then looked through Xue Mo, looking behind Xue Mo.

"You learned well." Xue Mo nodded: "But... why do you want to adopt a child?"

…

"Teacher Erfeng." Dong Peng smiled and looked at Erfeng in front of him: "This is the child. Please forgive me."

"Why do you call me Erfeng!" Erfeng frowned slightly, and the sheep became angry: "I won't help you if you call me that!"

"Hehe." Dong Peng smiled: "Zhao Feng is my friend, you are Zhao Feng's friend, friends of friends are friends!"

"Tch! Smooth talk!" Erfeng chuckled: "But it's good, at least he doesn't have any twisted thoughts like those who still hope."

"That means you are not knowledgeable enough and didn't notice it." Dong Peng raised his eyebrows: "Maybe I'm thinking about it now...hehehehe."

"Okay, okay, stop pretending." Erfeng waved his hand: "Your acting skills are even more exaggerated than the little crazy one. Come in quickly, don't let the child stand all the time."

After saying that, Erfeng walked directly into the house without even giving Dongfeng a pair of slippers.

"Just don't think of her as a woman." Dong Peng whispered to them one by one in a voice that could be heard next door. He took two pairs of slippers by himself, put on one pair for himself, and took them to each one one by one. One pair.

"Oh, this is a middle-aged single old man. In order not to make himself look pitiful, he pretends that others are not women." Erfeng came out of the kitchen, took out two cups and put them on the table: "Here, one by one , your orange juice, come, Uncle Dong, your tap water."

"This..." Yiyi stared blankly at the orange juice in front of him and the turbid water in front of Dong Peng on the table, feeling a little confused for a moment.

Apparently my uncle said he had a good relationship with this teacher before?

"Uncle, you drink." Yiyi quietly pushed his orange juice to Dong Peng and took the tap water in front of Dong Peng.

"Look at how sensible Yiyi is." Erfeng raised his eyebrows: "It's not like someone whose surname is Dong, but doesn't understand any manners."

"Only you understand." Dong Peng was not angry and smiled: "How many men have you understood?"

"Go! Can you say anything else besides driving? Don't tell me that's your level!"

"Then you can drive better than me first." Dong Peng took a sip of orange juice and said, "Orange juice is good. I've been talking all day, so I'll use it to moisten my throat."

"Haha." Erfeng raised his eyebrows and sneered twice: "You can steal the children's drinks and you are not afraid of getting diabetes."

"Is your blood sugar high?" Dong Peng suddenly asked, then looked at Er Feng quietly.

"How do you know?" Erfeng was stunned for a moment, then snorted: "Why are you worse than Zhao Feng?"

"Both each other." Dong Peng shook his head: "Let's talk about class one by one."

"Yes." Erfeng also nodded: "I think he should take elementary school courses first. You know better than me. This child has no foundation at all."

"I know." Dong Peng nodded: "That's why I want you to start teaching in elementary school."

"What?!" Erfeng almost jumped up from the sofa: "You said you want me to teach elementary school? No, I can teach elementary school too, but what about other subjects? You can't let him just learn Chinese, right?"

"This is the current plan." Dong Peng nodded: "He has missed a lot of time, and it is a bit late to develop in an all-round way. My current plan is to let him catch up on the common sense of Chinese first, and then make up for it. The basics of mathematics, and then I can learn other things depending on what he likes.”

"But he won't be able to get into college like this." Erfeng frowned slightly and thought for a moment: "At least, you still have to learn English."

"I didn't plan for him to enter college." Dong Peng shook his head: "This child's future has been decided, and he doesn't need such a high degree of education."

"Is that so?" Erfeng looked at Dong Yiyi next to her, and seeing that he didn't react, she nodded: "If you have thought it through, I have no problem. When will the class start?"

"Let's start tomorrow." Dong Peng nodded: "I have something else to tell you today."

"About the case?" Erfeng immediately guessed what he wanted to say.

"Yeah." Dong Peng nodded: "What do you think about these two cases?"

"I think..." Erfeng didn't hide anything, and told her all the clues and her own ideas.

Dong Yiyi watched Dong Peng and Erfeng communicate harmoniously, and then thought about the attitudes of the two people when they just entered the door, and for a moment he doubted his previous cognition.

Maybe he didn't see enough?

"Hmm..."

Yiyi frowned slightly, and remembered the scene when he saw the blood ink before.

Obviously it was so scary at the beginning, why did he have an irresistible sense of closeness later? Even involuntarily wanted to get close?

Puzzled, Yiyi took a sip of the tap water on the table.

"Hmm?"

Yi Yi was stunned again.

This smell, is it coconut water?