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Mrs Zhang did not stay at home all day. Something had happened in her house recently, so after breakfast, Mrs Zhang prepared the daily cleaning and left in a hurry. Leave money at home.

You said that leaving Qian Feng alone in the house is not a comfort for a five or six year old child like today? Not really.

Due to the little girl's special personality, even when there's no one at home, she will only stay in her room and sit quietly or play quietly without crying or making noise. Of course, I won't communicate with you either …

When Mama Zhang left, Qian Lian, who had eaten breakfast, was already lying on her small bed.

The small bed was full of steam, and the quilt around her body was soft and fluffy, like a big ball of cotton. It was loose and soft, but not hot. On the contrary, it was so comfortable that it made Qian Feng want to laze around even more. Originally, she was already a bit tired after breakfast.

Strange to say, she used to have such a severe insomnia, but now she changed her body and cured it?

He would be able to sleep peacefully every day, sleeping comfortably and waking up leisurely the next morning. This was an experience that he hadn't experienced for a long time. Qian Feng felt extremely comfortable, to say nothing of it. His mental fortitude seemed to have improved by several folds.

He was just enjoying the experience of "eating until full and wanting to sleep", he lazily sat in the bed for a while and felt that he had finished eating. He then slowly got up and moved to the side chair by the window that she had already moved.

He climbed up, laid down on his stomach, and began his daily routine of basking in the sun.

The cozy little girl squinted her eyes, curled her lips, and enjoyed the sunlight. She probably wouldn't move a muscle this entire morning.

The small side chair was a simple rectangular shape. Other than the rattan and small railing, there was nothing else. But the seat was well wrapped in cotton and flannel. Right now, she was a small person. A small bench could be used as a bed for her to lie on. Its length was just right. Sometimes, her small feet could even gently swing …

The small side chair was originally placed in the room for some unknown purpose, but Qian Feng had fallen for it on the first day he woke up.

She used to love to bask in the sun. Third Brother said that she looked more like a little animal when she was in the sun, but Second Sister always wanted to take her out to play when she saw how lazy she was, and was afraid that she would always stay at home and be bored out of her mind. Later on, Second Sister would come back a few times a month just to catch her, and even if she couldn't come back, she would secretly tell Little Seventh Brother to find a way to hook her up to go out and play, because she was afraid that she would become moldy at home.

He had been sleeping in this room for almost five days now, and he was not used to it. She would stay in the sun for a few days, but no one would come and pick her up … Second sister... Phew, I better not think about that. Just treat it as taking half a day off from stealing …

The sun rose higher and higher, warming his spine and warming his tail.

Qian Pingfan closed his eyes and stretched his arms casually. His head was gradually emptied and his breathing became more even …

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His teacher asked for a leave of absence, and when his little brother Shaofeng, who had returned home early, opened the door to his sister's room, he saw this exact scene:

In the small white room, there were faint prints on the wall. It was quiet and elegant.

Occasionally, there would be a breeze that would softly lift the window curtain. However, there was a person sleeping peacefully lying on a light grey chair by the window …

The warm sunlight made her small face feel warm and cozy. It was redder than usual and more intimate than usual.

Her soft hair shone in the sunlight, giving her a golden sheen.

Her closed eyes had a ring of long eyelashes, and her eyes were slightly raised, which was enough to block a circle of shadow under the sunlight.

With her mouth slightly open, her small hand formed a fist and rested on the side of her face. It was so tranquil that no one could bear to disturb her …

Little Shaofeng froze there, momentarily in a daze — So the one lying there is my sister?

Only then did he realize that his little sister could actually be like this:

He didn't hold on to the corner of his clothes with his timid eyes. Instead, he just laid there quietly.

He wasn't like a small cat, with a tinge of gentleness and a hint of foolishness in his adorableness …

While his little brother was still in a daze, his main target, Qian Feng, was being watched. In fact, he had long since woken up.

Thanks to his good hearing and his lack of confidence in the new environment, he was able to relax. Qian Feng had been on alert ever since he heard the door open.

However, hearing footsteps that did not sound like it belonged to an adult, he was too lazy to open his eyes for a while, so he decided to stay in the warm sun for a while longer …

After a while, when he heard the footsteps and didn't move forward, Qian Feng finally moved his body and slowly got up. He rubbed his eyes with his two small palms and turned his back to the light, clearly seeing the person standing by the door …

A little boy of about ten years old, dressed in a simple sports attire. His body was tall and thin, in stark contrast to his current short and small figure with that little bit of flesh …

The boy was young, but his features were handsome. Qian Feng admitted that he wasn't a person who saw people's faces, but when people saw someone or something comfortable, they would always feel more amiable …

If he looked again, was his appearance somewhat similar to his current face?

"Little Yan, are you awake?" As Qian Feng stood up, the man at the door had obviously recovered and was walking towards her. It was good that she was as long as a human leg. In just a few steps, she was already in front of her …

As the little boy approached, Qian Feng's heart darkened: Little Yan?

To be able to call him that and to have some connection with him … Combined with some memories of the original owner's child, Qian Feng suddenly remembered! Wasn't this the older brother of the original owner's child?

As for [Little Yan], he was the one who had called her. Now, she was no longer Qian Lian. Instead, she should be surnamed Qian and speak to him with one word.

Shaoyan was her current name.