Chapter 1009 - 1009 994 Two Little Treasures Side Story (4)

Chapter 1009: 994, Two Little Treasures Side Story (4) Chapter 1009: 994, Two Little Treasures Side Story (4) “Do you know what insomnia is?” Jian Qing asked with a smile, lightly scraping his nose tip.

Shi Jiu, supporting his chubby chin with one hand, racked his brains and thought for a while, “It’s like when you miss someone so much that you can’t fall asleep.”

Having said that, he came to his own conclusion, “Seventeen must miss me, and then he won’t be able to sleep.”

Quan Jingwu couldn’t help but laugh, pinching his cheek with his long fingertips, “Stop watching dramas with your aunt.”

They’re just a bunch of random nonsense.

“Then can I sleep with Seventeen?” Shi Jiu looked up at him with innocent eyes, full of hope.

Quan Jingwu ruthlessly denied, “No.”

Shi Jiu hung his head down and pouted, “Daddy, are you still my real daddy or not?”

This tone, this expression, it was nearly identical to Quan Mingxuan’s when he got beaten up by Quan Che.

“No, you were a free gift with a phone recharge,” Quan Jingwu said as he picked him up by his collar and took him back to his own room.

“No, no, I want to sleep with Seventeen.” Shi Jiu wiggled his little body, his fair legs flailing in the air.

The door opened, Quan Jingwu threw him in, then closed the door and left.

Not long after he left, the tightly-closed door slowly opened, and Shi Jiu poked his head out, looking around to make sure Quan Jingwu was gone before jumping down from the stool, taking his dinosaur pillow with him as he stepped out.

Barefoot, he walked to Seventeen’s room and found that his brother had closed the door; he reached out and tapped lightly on it.

The force was very light, as if afraid of attracting Quan Jingwu.

“Seventeen, Seventeen, Seventeen…”

He called out softly, as if he were chanting.

Before long, the door opened from the inside, and Seventeen poked his head out. Shi Jiu’s face immediately brightened with a smile. Just as he was about to go in, he was blocked by Seventeen.

“Shi Jiu, you need to go back and sleep in your own room.”

Shi Jiu’s face fell, “Why?”

“Daddy said we should sleep on our own,” Seventeen preached, invoking Quan Jingwu’s words.

“No, I want to sleep with you,” Shi Jiu looked at him with teary eyes, his acting skills were being wasted if he wasn’t an actor.

Seventeen patted his head and then next second slammed the door shut with a “bang.”

Separated by a door, Shi Jiu was in complete disarray.

He slumped to the ground, the cold floor chilling his heart.

He threw his favorite dinosaur pillow away, no longer caring about being gentle, and started slamming the door with his hand, “Seventeen, open the door, Seventeen, Seventeen…”

Not far away in another bedroom, Jian Qing heard the commotion in the hallway and was rolling with laughter on the bed.

Her Shi Jiu is just so cute.

“Stupid Seventeen, stupid brother.” After wailing for a while, Shi Jiu was exhausted, jumped up from the ground, picked up the dinosaur pillow, and with a look of deep resentment, went back to his room.

“Hahaha!”

Jian Qing crouched at the door, watching through the crack as Shi Jiu dejectedly returned to his room and ended up laughing so hard she collapsed on the floor.

“Is it really that funny?” Quan Jingwu asked, lifting her up, his eyes reflecting the rosy-cheeked visage of the woman.

Unable to stop her laughter, Jian Qing wrapped her arms around his neck, “Come clean, what did you and Seventeen talk about?” Otherwise, why would Seventeen agree so promptly not to sleep with Shi Jiu.

“What do you think?” Quan Jingwu asked back instead of answering.

A lightbulb went off in Jian Qing’s head, “It couldn’t have been some new high-tech product again, could it?”

“Correct, you win a prize,” Quan Jingwu curled his lips into a smile, his eyes lifting slightly in a seductively enchanting way.

Jian Qing gave him a glance, always making deals with her son using sugar-coated bullets.

“Can I have ice cream as a reward?”

“No,” Quan Jingwu laid her on the bed, leaning over her, “but I can give myself as your reward.”

“Get lost!”

The orange light dimmed, leaving only the dim wall lamp glowing.

The night was hazy, and a romantic atmosphere quietly spread.

When they woke up the next day, everyone stealthily noticed that under nineteen’s beautiful purple eyes, there were faint dark circles.

And, the two little treasures who had always been as close as one person were actually giving each other the cold shoulder.

“Nineteen, here’s your lollipop, it’s a new flavor.” After breakfast, seventeen handed over the lollipop he got from Quan Jingwu to nineteen.

Nineteen loved sweets, and Quan Jingwu, fearing he would ruin his teeth, had hidden all the lollipops in the cabinet, allowing nineteen only one lollipop every two days.

Seventeen did not like sweets and hardly ever ate these lollipops. He went to Quan Jingwu early in the morning for a lollipop, and Quan Jingwu gave it to him without hesitation.

Nineteen turned his head away haughtily, “I don’t want it.”

Stinky seventeen, did he think he could be appeased with just a lollipop? Locked outside the door last night was just too much…

Seventeen knew he was sulking over last night’s incident, touched his nose, and said, “Nineteen, this lollipop is a new flavor, mommy just bought it, won’t you try it?”

Nineteen’s eyes glanced at the lollipop briefly, struggled to look away, lifted his little head high, and huffed loudly, “I don’t want it.”

Seeing this at the dining table, the corners of everyone’s mouths twitched with suppressed laughter.

Last night’s commotion by nineteen in the corridor was heard by everyone, and they all knew from Jian Qing what the matter was.

But no one expected that it would lead to a cold war between the two little treasures.

Grandma Quan put down her spoon, looking at nineteen with amusement, “Nineteen, why don’t you want the lollipop? Isn’t it your favorite?”

“I don’t want it,” nineteen mumbled and then ran out of the dining room.

Seventeen held the lollipop, his delicate little face full of disappointment.

Quan Jingwu stood up, reaching out to pick him up, “Good boy, daddy will take you and nineteen to the kindergarten.”

“Hmm,” seventeen lay on Quan Jingwu’s shoulder, seeming a bit downcast.

Upon arriving at kindergarten, nineteen ran inside as soon as he got out of the car, not waiting for seventeen like he usually did, hand in hand.

For the entire morning, nineteen did not speak to seventeen. When he saw seventeen with a comic book, he stretched his neck slightly but restrained himself from snuggling over.

“Tianlin, do you want to go outside and play?” a classmate invited.

Nineteen shook his head, then lay on the desk playing with toys.

All the other children went outside to play, leaving only the two little treasures in the classroom.

Seventeen sat upright, engrossed in the comic book, while nineteen absentmindedly played with toys, occasionally stealing glances in seventeen’s direction.

When it was time to go home after school, Jian Qing noticed the two little treasures still hadn’t made up.

After changing clothes, nineteen ran downstairs to eat dessert, while seventeen curled up on the sofa, gloomily watching TV.

“Seventeen, come here, mommy will help you change your clothes.” Jian Qing put the clothes nineteen changed out of into the laundry basket, then picked up seventeen’s clothes.

Seventeen slid off the sofa and trotted over to Jian Qing.

“What’s wrong, you’ve been frowning since you got back from school?” Jian Qing lifted him up, helping him into his clothes as she spoke.

Seventeen lifted his little hands, cooperatively putting on his clothes, “Mommy, nineteen isn’t talking to me.”