Transmigrated as the Tortured Female Lead’s Daughter

Zhao Yan: .

"It's okay." Zhao Yan almost didn't mention it in one breath.

This kid seems too smart!

Before, he was quite puzzled, why Gu Manxi would buy a computer for a five-year-old child, and still rest assured that a five-year-old child would sleep alone. His uncle did not agree with him in the bottom of his heart.

Thinking about it now, I'm afraid Gu Manxi's own mother knows very well that she was a little genius at the beginning of the year.

Geniuses have genius ideas, and no one else can interfere.

Zhao Yan stopped interfering and drove Gu Chu home.

In fact, Gu Manxi also discovered Gu Chu's cleverness. Small children can read books and do problems very fast, and the speed of language learning is equally astonishing. But Gu Manxi was not surprised. There are many geniuses in the world, and her family at Chuchu happened to be one of them.

Gu Manxi even thought that Chuchu's clever genes might have come from her biological father.

After all, that person is also a big man

Every day in kindergarten is a torment. Boiled and boiled, and finally made it to the weekend.

Gu Chu hugged the pillow and slept deeply. It was 10 am when she woke up. Gu Manxi left a message beside the bed, saying that she was going to attend an impromptu meeting in the company, and the nanny would come over to make lunch, and told Gu Chu not to run around.

Children run around everywhere.

Gu Chu jumped out of the cot and was about to go downstairs wearing slippers, but suddenly he smelled a strong smell of sauerkraut and instant noodles from the old altar. Gu Chu took a sniff on the bridge of his nose. The smell came from the corner room on the second floor, and he could vaguely hear the game sound of swords colliding.

Gu Chu touched his chin, this room.

Hey, interesting.

Gu Chu ran over, gently pushed open the half-closed door, and pretended to be curious: "Who's inside? Is it my aunt?"

There was a moment of silence in the room.

Only the sound of swords colliding on the computer game interface, and the system's steady "You have been killed by the enemy".

The tall gaming chair turned round, the curly-haired boy was holding the instant noodle box, his eyes widened, and the noodles in his mouth slipped back into the instant noodle box.

The two stared at each other.

The teenager has red lips and white teeth, fair complexion, curly chestnut-colored hair, and looks only seventeen or eighteen years old, handsome, cute, very young and energetic.

"Who are you?" Gu Chu tilted his head, and his big black eyes were full of curiosity.

The teenager put down the instant noodle box and slid over, his paws couldn't help pinching Gu Chu's white face, and sighed: "Old Zhao didn't lie to me, his niece is really cute, tsk—it seems to be only kitty."

Gu Chu said with a small face: "Big brother, I am a person, not a cat."

Gu Chu felt in his heart that the young man in front of him was like a cat.

Cute cat boy Kid.

"It's so interesting, oh, if I knew you were so cute, I shouldn't have gone to the site of the anchor celebrity meeting. I should have run over to see you as soon as possible." The boy was obviously a talker, and when he saw the lovely Chuchu, The words in his mouth crackled, "Hello Chuchu, my name is Lin Xiaozhou, nicknamed Kid, 18 years old this year and currently working as an anchor on the [Orange Live] platform. Have you eaten breakfast at Chuchu? Do you like to play games? Brother can do it. Teach you, secretly tell your brother that he is very good at playing games, and people outside want me to teach me even if I don't want to see that you are Lao Zhao's niece and you are so cute, brother, I will take you for free~"

Lin Xiaozhou spoke very fast, without punctuation at all, and cracked BB.

Happy Labor Day

Thank you for your reward~