Villain's Strategy

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Wen Zhichu's gaze lingered on the two brothers, and finally landed on Qin Jiahe, his gaze was like a torch.

Although Qin Jiahe is not very old, his appearance is seven points like Qin Jiashu's, and the outline of his face seems to be carved out of Qin Jiashu.

Wen Zhichu was dumbfounded for a moment, staring at people with watery eyes, did Qin Jiashu look like this when he was a child.

Even the Tmall Elf who came out for a walk was taken aback.

[System: woc, what's the situation. 】

Wen Zhichu: "Biology."

[System: Mitosis? 】

Wen Zhichu: "Inherited."

Tmall Elf: …

Qin Jiahe turned his head and looked at Wen Zhichu, as if he had discovered something new, his big eyes never looked away.

Sayhi to someone again, "You monkey!"

Looking at the chubby little face, Wen Zhichu felt a little itchy for a moment, but felt impolite and endured it, "You... hello."

When the little piglet saw someone talking to him, a smile appeared on the little meaty face, a little shy, "My name is Xiaohe."

As he spoke, he stretched out his chubby hand to the person.

Wen Zhichu stretched out his round hand, "Wen Zhichu..."

Little Piggy smiled brightly, "Brother."

Wen Zhichu's eyes slightly opened, looking at the miniature version of Qin Jiashu, the cry of brother directly came to his heart.

The main reason is that the two brothers are so similar, Wen Zhichu completely regarded the other as Qin Jiashu's trumpet, and was a little embarrassed to be called brother, but the smile on his face couldn't be stopped.

It seemed that this sound pleased him very much, and there was a smile on his brows and eyes.

Qin Jiashu didn't care about the conversation between the two people beside him, but when he saw Wen Zhichu's silly smile, his brows twitched.

Qin Jiashu: "Wen Zhichu."

Wen Zhichu focused on the mini version and had no time to care about the original version.

A sliver of astonishment rarely flashed across Qin Jiashu's stern face, "Wen Zhichu!"

Wen Zhichu regained consciousness and turned to look at the other party.

Confused, "What's wrong?"

Qin Jiashu: ...

He still has the face to ask.

Looking at the little sai fan in front of him, Qin Jiashu was speechless for the first time.

He couldn't be more clear about Wen Zhichu's preferences, otherwise he wouldn't have chosen to confuse the other party with his appearance.

However, his gaze was too focused at this time, which made people feel unwilling.

Then he took the spare towel from the car and put it on the person's head, pretending to wipe his hair, but actually he didn't want Wen Zhichu to turn his head away.

Wen Zhichu wanted to take another look. After all, he had never seen Qin Jiashu when he was a child. He raised his hand and wanted to pull the towel on his head, "No...no need."

Qin Jiashu rubbed the man's head with his big hands.

Wen Zhichu was covered by a towel and couldn't see clearly, "I... I don't have any water on my head."