Pet Addiction: The Prince’s Desire to Spoil His Pet

Qingzhi doesn't need to be fed anymore, she took a bowl and a spoon when eating, and although she ate very slowly, she could still finish the meal obediently by herself.

After the meal, Shu Nuan accompanied the child to practice calligraphy in the study as usual. Qingzhi learned a lot of new characters in the past few days, and learned them very quickly. Shu Nuan supported his head and watched Qingzhiwen sitting quietly The copying of the scriptures was so serious about every stroke and stroke, Shu Nuan casually blurted out: "Qingzhi, after winter, let's go to school, shall we?"

Hearing this, Qingzhi's writing movement paused for a moment, she raised her head to look at Shu Nuan, frowned, and shook her head.

I don't want to mean.

"Going to the school, I can meet a lot of new friends." Shu Nuan continued to coax the little guy.

But Qingzhi's temperament is as stubborn as hers, and her dark and clear eyes are looking straight at Shunuan, with a clear meaning - don't want friends, don't go.

Shunuan would never force Qingzhi to do something she didn't want to do, and it was the same with this matter, so Shunuan never persuaded Qingzhi on this matter again.

If Qingzhi refuses to go, then just don't go, it's the same for her to spare time to teach Qingzhi how to read and write.

But Shunuan also knew in her heart that no matter what, it would only be temporary, she couldn't let Qingzhi stay in Heng's mansion all the time, not going anywhere, that would not be good for Qingzhi's growth.

When Qing Zhi was writing, Shu Nuan kept the account books at the desk beside him, and took the time to finish the design drafts and drawings that had been stranded a few days ago. He planned to take these drawings to the firm tomorrow to show to Master Gao and the others. Look, after finishing these, Shu Nuan arranged the blueprints and put them on the table, looked over at the small desk where Qingzhi was sitting, only to find that Qingzhi had fallen asleep lying on the books.

Shu Nuan got up and went over, wanting to carry the little guy back to the room to sleep, but caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye.

Half of Qingzhi's small face was stuck to the book, the pen held in her little hand had slipped aside, and the two words written many times on the book——Shu Nuan

Every word, every stroke and painting is so serious and neat.

Shu Nuan looked at those few lines of the same words, silently read for a while, and then carefully picked up her little girl.

However, at the moment when she was hugged, Qingzhi seemed to have some signs of awakening in a daze, her small hands grabbed her sleeves a little bit forcefully, and her breathing became a little short, as if she was afraid that she would be abandoned.

Knowing that it was Qingzhi, Shu Nuan was scared again, and lowered his head to coax the little guy, "Shu Nuan is here, Qing Zhi is not afraid."

Qingzhi seemed to have heard the warm voice, and then slowly calmed down, and fell asleep peacefully in her arms.

After taking Qing Zhi back to the house to sleep, Shu Nuan originally planned to go out to light a stove and sleep with Qing Zhi, but after going out, he saw Ah Che sitting alone in the yard at night.

In the past few years, there have been constant wars in the Southern Dynasties, and Ah Che always ran south to Beichuan. Shu Nuan told him several times, but Ah Che nodded every time, and returned after the next battle.

Shu Nuan looked at his cold figure for a while, walked over slowly, and sat down on the stone steps.

Jing Che glanced sideways at the person sitting down, and frowned slightly: "Why haven't you slept yet?"

"Aren't you too." Shu Nuan paused, and couldn't help but ask him, "Is there something wrong with Nanchao?"