Lei Feng System

The girl was really embarrassed by the boy's look, but she was not disgusted when she met the other person's blasphemous eyes. It was the first time she had seen her with such clear black and white, clear and clear eyes after experiencing the scorching heat of the world and the cold and warm feelings of the people.

"You are very familiar," the girl said softly.

Han Zhuoyu didn't answer, and opened his mouth to eat the orange that Lei Chen handed him, and looked away.

Seeing the dean was looking over, the girl's face was slightly constricted, and she stepped aside.

The children's performances were wonderful, which shows that Kong Aihua devoted himself to them. The principal was more convinced of each other's character, and the two got together and talked happily.

Lei Chen lost interest after a few glances. Seeing that Xiaoyu's brother was full, he wiped his mouth, then took off the small abacus hanging around his neck, and fiddled with it on his knees. If he is fascinated by a certain game, he will keep playing, and will not let go until he is completely bored.

Han Zhuoyu stared at the stage with a serious expression, but in fact his attention was always on the girl. There was no way, the opponent stood too close to him, and the sharp plea for help almost shook his nerves. Involuntarily, he turned his head to look at the girl again. The frequent level caused many parents to sneer—Xiaoyu wanted to fall in love, too!

After the party was over, Kong Aihua brought the parents into his office to discuss the issue of foster care.

"Thank you for your care for these children." She stretched out her hand to invite everyone to take a seat and smiled. "You should have the materials ready? The procedure is like this. I have to send the materials to the civil affairs department for review. It will take two to three working days to pick up the child. Please be patient."

"Then can we appoint which child to adopt?" a parent asked.

Kong Aihua was about to speak when the door of the office was knocked, and the previous girl brought in two men in military uniforms, saying that they were looking for someone. The shorter man wears a pair of rimless glasses on the bridge of his nose, looks elegant and gentle; the tall man has extremely cold features, especially a pair of thick eyebrows flying diagonally into the temples and bottomless eyes, when they lightly swept over. Punch like a blade. This is a man who is full of strong coercion. His appearance has caused the space to be compressed a lot, making people feel a little breathless.

Seeing the person coming, Han Zhuoyu stood up and took the initiative to throw himself into his open arms. It's too uncomfortable to stay here, only Uncle Lei can make him feel safe.

Lei Chen gave his father a cold little look, and then continued to fiddle with his abacus. He is no longer a child of two or three years old, and he is not injured, and he does not need to hug at all!

"What's the matter?" There was no expression on the boy's face, but his slightly wet eyes were telling of grievance and panic. Lei Ting looked at Kong Aihua who was sitting in the main seat.

Kong Aihua, who was still enthusiastic before, stood up stiffly and smiled, "Hello, may I ask if you are..."

"My surname is Lei, Xiaoyu didn't bother you?" Lei Ting's attitude seemed gentle and polite, but his eyes carried a sharp and compelling scrutiny.

Kong Aihua's mouth opened and closed but could not speak. In front of a man, she felt invisible.

"It's okay, maybe there are so many people here, and Xiaoyu is a little uncomfortable." Although it was not his own person, Lei Ting hurt Xiaoyu as his life, and would not allow him to suffer even the slightest grievances. Every day he would send it to the door of Yuren's house to tell him to leave for a long time. Xiaoyu's reaction was indeed abnormal at this moment, no wonder he was so nervous.

Han Zhuoyu moved his arm, hooked the hem of Uncle Lei's clothes, and gently pulled it to show that he was okay.

Thunder gripped his cool fingertips, and his powerful aura was instantly replaced by the gentle spring breeze. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"We are discussing the matter of fostering orphans. It seems that the procedure is more complicated." The principal tried to return to the topic.

"Yes, Mr. Lei can also prepare materials if he is interested." Kong Aihua hurriedly communicated, and then ordered the girl standing by the door to pour tea for the two of them.

"What do you think? Do you want a companion?" Lei Ting sat down with his arms around the boy and asked in a low voice. He was sure that the teenager would refuse, because his heart was too small to accommodate more people.

It's a pity that he miscalculated. The boy looked down and considered for a moment, then suddenly pointed to the girl who was bending down to serve tea next to him, and said slowly, "I want her."

Thunder's gentle expression remained unchanged, but a layer of frost condensed in his dark eyes.

Lu Bin held his forehead with his hands, his expression sad.

The man's sharp gaze pierced his body, causing the girl's heart to shrink and her face pale. She jingled and clashed to put down the tea cup, walked to Kong Aihua and stood still, shrunk her shoulders and buried her head, trying to reduce her sense of existence.

After speaking for himself, Han Zhuoyu clearly heard her cry for help stagnating for a few seconds.

"Sorry, her name is Kong Lingqian. She was adopted by me at the age of ten. She is my daughter." Kong Aihua touched the girl's long hair with a kind expression.

When her hand touched the girl, the cry for help burst out louder than ever before. Obviously, the touch of the other party made her extremely frightened, and there must be many secrets hidden behind it. Han Zhuoyu looked down, thoughtful.

Lei Ting nodded and said, "I'm sorry, Xiaoyu is a little wayward."

His attitude seemed very gentle, but Lu Bin saw the violent back of his hand. I've said that this road is not easy to follow. I didn't expect that the first sap came so quickly, the second young master was on the verge of losing control, right? Real abuse!

"It's okay, understandable." Kong Aihua waved his hand, then looked at other parents and said, "In principle, you can't specify it, but you can tell me in private and I will communicate with the children."

"Really, that's great, I want to ask about the little girl who played the harmonica just now..." A group of parents gathered around and asked in a rush, and the office suddenly became lively.

Lei Ting said in a deep voice, "Let's go." After sitting for a while, Lei Ting took the two children out.

Lu Bin greeted Kong Aihua and the principal.

The girl in a white skirt also followed, and was not far away behind the group of people. Hearing the more stern cry for help, Han Zhuoyu glanced back, but his fingertips were pinched by Uncle Lei. He tilted his head, his eyes ignorant.

Thunder said lightly, "Get in the car."

Uncle Lei seems to be angry? Han Zhuoyu quickly climbed into the car and racked his brains to remember what was wrong with him after sitting down. 9527 smiled secretly, but refused to give a hint. At this moment, the girl’s call for help came to an abrupt end. He was surprised. He turned his head involuntarily and found that the girl was standing at the door, hugging a ten-year-old girl with a schoolbag and a lollipop. , The two faces are close to each other, smiling so brightly.

"Does it look good?" Thunder squeezed his jaw and turned his head back.

There was a clear smile on his face, but his eyes were so dark that he couldn't see the bottom. Han Zhuoyu shook his head, his heart squirming.

[Hehe~] 9527 smiles meanly.

Seeing that the young man lowered his head and dared not look at him, Lei Ting let go and looked out the window with a cold face. There was no word all the way, and the air in the carriage almost froze. Lu Bin slammed on the accelerator and drove back, he almost couldn't bear it.

"Look at him." As soon as he entered the house, Lei Ting pulled off his son who was stuck on the boy and threw it to Lu Bin, then tied the boy's waist and brought it into his bedroom, slamming the door.

Second Young Master, if you have something to say! No domestic violence! Lu Bin wanted to pound the door and warn, but in the end he didn't have the courage. However, Lei Chen knocked for a long time, and left angrily when he saw that there was no movement inside.

Han Zhuoyu's back pressed against the door panel and looked at Uncle Lei with wide eyes.

Thunder took off his jacket, unbuttoned his neckline, poured himself a glass of cold water, and poured out the flames in his chest before sitting on the chair and beckoning to the boy, "Come here."

Han Zhuoyu walked over cautiously.

"Sit on me." Thunder patted his strong thigh.

Han Zhuoyu hesitated.

Thunder leaned over to embrace his waist, spread his straight and slender legs, and straddled his waist.

Han Zhuoyu's arms were so heavy that he couldn't lift it up to hug the man's neck. In order to maintain his balance, he had to put his chin into his arms. The two fit together in an inseparable posture.

Thunder pressed the back of the boy's head to prevent him from seeing his face twisted by jealousy. He almost forgot that the boy is different from himself. He still doesn't know what love is. He is not necessarily willing to follow this journey full of thorns. How can this be possible?

With an inevitable smile, Thunder finally calmed down completely and retreated, "Do you want that woman? Okay, Uncle Lei will help you. Even if you become someone else's citizenship, what's the big deal, that's just one sentence." "He paused, then changed the conversation, "However, our Lei family does not accept people of unknown origin. If you want to be with her, you have to move out. I will buy you a house near the No. 1 Middle School in the city. Look at her. She looks only 16 or 17 years old, just at the same level as you, and I can also transfer her school status. From now on, you will be an adult. You will not only learn to take care of yourself, but also learn to care for her. Huh?"

Uncle Lei, is this...don't be yourself anymore? With tears in Han Zhuoyu's eyes, he wanted to see the man's expression, but the back of his head was firmly suppressed.

Lei Ting continued, "I will help you hire a few babysitters to take care of the house, and I will visit you every other week, which is considered to have done my duty..."

"No, don't!" The young boy's cold voice was hoarse, and there was a clear cry.

"Nothing?" Thunder let go of the back of his head, pinching his chin wet with tears and asking. Seeing the young man's crying expression, his heart hurts like a knife cut, but if he doesn't teach him a profound lesson, he will go to see others, think about others, and even leave with them again and again. He admits that his methods are a bit despicable, but what does it matter in order to achieve the goal? He can't bear the pain of losing his youth.

"Don't want her!" Han Zhuoyu said sobbing.

"Then who do you want?" Lei Ting approached, his lips pressed against the boy's wet lips, and asked in a low voice.

"I want you!" Han Zhuoyu leaned forward and kissed Uncle Lei's mouth.

The young man's act of courting is very clumsy, there is no tricks, just the lips are pressed together, and the touch is instant. But Thunder suddenly laughed, and the temperature in the room soared rapidly, returning from the cold winter to the warm spring.

"This is good~" He kissed back cherishedly.