Looking at Luo Linlin, who was disheveled in the mirror, Chen Shenyuan had a new tactic of delaying time.

"Little uncle!" He walked out with a comb and resentful look.

Luo Shaochen had just finished calling for a meal, and when he saw his expression, he raised his eyebrows leisurely.

Chen Shenyuan said: "Today is my first day of resuming school, and I want to leave a good impression on everyone."

Luo Shaochen said: "If you insist on wearing pajamas, I don't object."

"No, I want to comb my hair that looks better." Chen Shenyuan pulled up his hair and said, "I want to comb my flying bun!"

"..." Luo Shaochen nodded expressionlessly, "Yes."

Chen Shenyuan gave him the comb, "But I won't."

"You didn't combed your hair yourself before?"

Yes, it was combed by myself! This is probably the most regretful thing that Chen Shenyuan regretted. If he had known it, he would have summoned Luo Shaochen to serve him! Why are you doing so diligently? Chen Shenyuan said: "I will..."

"You can comb your ponytail first, I'll get the rest."

"..." Chen Shenyuan looked at him suspiciously. Although he doubted the authenticity of his words, he still combed his ponytails out of curiosity, and then saw Luo Shaochen take out a lot of things. "What is this?"

"Line, glue, mobile phone charger, transparent tape."

"What I want is a flying bun, not a charging bun."

"Fix the hair with glue and fill the part of your hair with a charger. It is all black and very consistent. The thread is used to embellish the hair color and the transparent tape is used to fix it."

Chen Shenyuan: "..." How could he say such a ridiculous thing so seriously?

Luo Shaochen said: "Do you like to fly higher or lower?"

"..." Chen Shenyuan lowered his head and said, "I thought about it. Flying too high is easy to bald, but I still stop flying."

On the way to kindergarten, Luo Shaochen went back to the villa to get Luo Linlin's textbook and exercise book. Chen Shenyuan was idle and had nothing to do. He opened the exercise book casually and saw a famous painting - the crow in the dark night.

Unexpectedly, Luo Linlin's painting skills were so "superb". Chen Shenyuan slowly turned to the next page and was stunned for a moment. On the white painting paper was painted with a little girl in a pink skirt, but there was still darkness around her.

Is this Luo Linlin's inner world?

No matter what color of skirt you wear, there is no light, brightness and warmth in the spiritual world.

He continued to flip down and found that half of the pieces were missing, leaving only a piece of triangular piece of paper covered with dark blue. Despite its color, it was as dark as it was so depressing that it made people breathe.

Chen Shenyuan closed the exercise book and looked at the reflection belonging to Luo Linlin on the car window.

What did a six-year-old girl experience to make her world suddenly become so dark? For the first time, he was curious about Rowlinglin herself, not because she became Rowlinglin.

The car stopped in the street parking space in front of the white painted iron gate.

Chen Shenyuan watched Luo Shaochen get out of the car, and was surprised to get out of the car and said, "Are you really accompanying me to school?"

Luo Shaochen said: "Why not?"

"You're over the age."

“There is no age limit for listening.”

"But it will put pressure on me!"

Luo Shaochen said: "I promise I won't tell your parents about your sleepiness in class."

Chen Shenyuan said: "This is not the reason. If you accompany me to school, your classmates will think that I am a child who cannot grow up."

"What's wrong with this? It means they agree that you are their kind."

Chen Shenyuan felt that this sentence was a bit strange, but before he could think about it, Luo Shaochen snatched the small schoolbag in his hand, greeted the guard, and led him into the school gate.

Opposite the school gate is a path made of cement, with children's entertainment facilities and a grassland of about 200 square meters on both sides. At the end of the path is a three-story building with light yellow and light red, with cartoon patterns such as flowers, trees, white clouds and other cartoon patterns on the walls, full of innocence.

At this moment, Chen Shenyuan was a little grateful to Luo Shaochen for coming with him. It was really cruel to let a twenty-five-year-old adult face the embarrassment of repeating the kindergarten alone.

Luo Shaochen took him into the classroom on the third floor. There were already four children in the classroom, half of which gave Chen Shenyuan a headache.

Qiao Yinglang came over with his second girlfriend. Due to his indescribable intimacy with Luo Linlin, Chen Shenyuan prefers that she is the original wife.

"Roilinlin." Qiao Yinglang walked up to her and looked at him without saying a word.

Chen Shenyuan smiled and said, "It's early."

"I didn't wear a red veil today." Qiao Yinglang was a little distressed, his head slightly to the side, his thick eyebrows frowned in a tangled manner, which seemed a bit handsome at his age.

Chen Shenyuan suddenly understood why he was so popular. Children also had their aesthetic world.

Qiao Yinglang took off the white handkerchief pinned on his chest, shook it open, and then covered Shen Shenyuan's head, "Is this OK?"

...

What can be done?

Are you planning to hold a memorial service for him?

Chen Shenyuan stared at him.

Qiao Yinglang said: "You must take the red veil when you get married."

"..." Chen Shenyuan pointed at the top of his head, "Is this red?"

Qiao Yinglang thought for a while, turned to his angry No. 2 girlfriend and said, "Chen Wenli, go and bring the colored pen."

Chen Wenli shouted: "I am the bride, I am the bride. The red veil is mine."

Qiao Yinglang said: "I will marry you tomorrow."

"I don't care!" Chen Wenli snatched Chen Shenyuan's handkerchief on his head and placed it on top of his head.

Chen Shenyuan quickly grabbed Qiao Yinglang in front of him and said, "I will be your witness."

Qiao Yinglang glared at him slowly.

Chen Shenyuan was planning to publish some normal marriage concepts such as I know you like me very much, but polygamy is illegal. Two people are really good. So Qiao Yinglang said righteously: "There is no witness!"

Chen Shenyuan: "..." Sorry, he thought too much.

Qiao Yinglang said: "Rollinlin, if you don't marry me, you won't be able to get married."

"..." What a vicious curse! Although Chen Shenyuan is not Luo Linlin, as the tenant of Luo Linlin's body, he still felt indignant and grabbed Luo Shaochen who was watching the show and enjoyed it. "I have a groom."

Luo Shaochen: “…”

Qiao Yinglang slowly raised his neck, as if he had just discovered that there was such a person standing beside him instead of a pillar. "He is an adult."

Chen Shenyuan said: "Yes, he is an adult, but he is also a human being."

Luo Shaochen: “…”

Qiao Yinglang said: "You can't marry an adult. They are old very fast."

Luo Shaochen: “…”

Chen Shenyuan said: "It doesn't matter, uncle Xiaoxiao is very rich, he can take a skinny face."

Luo Shaochen: “…”

Qiao Yinglang said: "Panking is something bad people pull it."

Luo Shaochen: “…”

Chen Shenyuan said: "Men are not bad, women don't love them."

"..." Luo Shaochen, who was inexplicably inserted into a hedgehog, finally spoke, "Let's paint the veil red first." No matter how mean and unreasonable, Luo Shaochen is not so mean and unreasonable that he is so mean and unreasonable that he is petty with a six-year-old child - Luo Linlin is exceptional because she acts too over-age.

Chen Shenyuan licked his lips with unfulfilled intentions, but Qiao Yinglang was moved and he turned around to get the veil.

Chen Wenli, who was ignored for a long time with the white cloth, refused to accept it. It seemed that with that piece of cloth, she would have a marriage certificate with Qiao Yinglang.

Chen Shenyuan watched them play and quietly left the stage, but after walking a few steps, another headache happened - he didn't know where Luo Linlin was sitting. Feeling that Luo Shaochen's eyes were still following him, he simply found a seat to sit down.

"That's Yang Bo'an's seat!" Chen Wenli shouted in a sharp voice.

Chen Shenyuan's head hurts even more.

Just as two children walked in, one boy said to the other boy: "Rollinlin sat in your seat!"

Just as Chen Shenyuan was about to move his seat, he heard the boy say, "My mother said that if you like someone, you will sit in his seat."

...

Chen Shenyuan's butt was raised froze.

The other boy froze.

Qiao Yinglang, who was in the cradle with Chen Wenli, also froze.

Although the reasons are different, the expressions are unexpectedly consistent - they all seem to be struck by lightning.

Chen Shenyuan had to sigh again: What are the children now thinking?

Chen Wenli suddenly shouted happily: "Roilinlin likes Yang Boan! Luo Linlin likes Yang Boan!"

"..." Chen Shenyuan sat silently on the seat next to him and turned a blind eye to the various gazes that others cast.

As soon as Lu Qiong entered the classroom, he saw the man sitting at the end of the classroom. He was handsome and calm, and gave people a sense of majesty. He could be content even among a group of six-year-old children.
To be continued...