Kung Fu Baby with 17 Doting Brothers-Chapter 584: Second Brother Under the Lemon Tree
Tuanzi eagerly participates, not only caring about her own food but also tending to her newly arrived cousin.
However, she overdoes it, and Jin Shilin finds it difficult to finish everything.
Watching his cousin silently deliver food without a backward glance, Jin Shilin swallows his refusal and quietly continues to eat.
Sitting opposite him, Wen Li’s smile is brighter than the sunshine.
Gu Li shivers slightly and says irritably, "What sneaky plan are you cooking up again? Calculating all twenty-four hours a day, isn’t your brain tired?"
"Hey, Little Li, don’t say that," Gu Zhuo disagrees, "He doesn’t calculate when he’s asleep—be precise."
This graduate student has recently been writing papers, with only data and rigor in mind.
Gu Li retorts, "I’m just exaggerating, as long as you understand what I’m trying to express."
Gu Zhuo earnestly says, "Expressing the idea ’he has lots of motives’? Then I understand."
Wen Li: "..."
Jin Shilin: "..." Are these brothers doing a comedy skit?
Only Tuanzi remains unaffected, diligently transporting food from the pot.
While others talk, she eats exponentially, inviting her cousin to eat exponentially!
By the end, Jin Shilin almost needs to lean against a wall to leave his cousin’s house.
According to the agreement, he takes Tuanzi home and before saying goodbye, sees the little girl looking worried.
"Cousin, you look pale. Should Miaomiao take you home?"
"Cough, cough."
Jin Shilin turns his face slightly, "I ate too much, I’m going to buy some..."
Before finishing the sentence, the little girl in front of him suddenly disappears.
Not giving him time to gather his emotions, she suddenly reappears, holding digestive tablets in one hand and a glass of clear water in the other.
"Cousin, take the medicine."
This is too efficient.
Jin Shilin, who prides himself on high work efficiency, feels somewhat inadequate.
After taking the digestive tablet and saying goodbye to his still worried cousin, Jin Shilin heads towards the hotel.
In fact, Wen Li had privately invited him to stay, even mentioning that he had tidied up a guest room while everyone was eating, but Jin Shilin declined.
It’s not a place he stays regularly, it doesn’t provide the feel of relaxation he desires. For Jin Shilin, hotels and his cousin’s house are equally incapable of offering true relaxation, so there’s no need to disturb his cousin.
It’s only when lying on the hotel bed, reflecting on the afternoon’s experiences, that he finds he hasn’t done anything particularly meaningful, yet he’s unexpectedly in a good mood.
"Can wasting time bring happiness?" he murmurs.
Gu Mansion.
After bidding farewell to Jin Shilin, Tuanzi herself takes a few digestive tablets and practices a set of boxing moves in the small courtyard.
"Exercise over, time to rest at home!"
She merrily rushes into the villa and immediately turns on the TV.
[Ancient Martial System: But you’ve already used up today’s quota for watching cartoons]
The little girl pauses, from heel to every strand of hair, revealing her guilty conscience.
She looks left and right, confirming that the first floor is silent with only the light from the television screen, pats her chest.
[Miaomiao: Just make an exception once, meeting the new cousin today was so fun, he’s not that difficult to get along with, but he appears so tense and tired]
[Ancient Martial System: Don’t change the subject]
Tuanzi sticks out her tongue and has to turn off the TV.
With hands behind her back, she sways as she prepares to go upstairs.
"Sigh, Little Gu Gu is like a little old man, huh."
[Ancient Martial System: Are you implying that I’m nagging and overbearing? Then your big brother is even more so—is he also a little old man?]
Tuanzi ponders with her mouth covered.
Faced with her big brother’s handsome and serious face, she can’t describe him as a ’little old man’.
[Ancient Martial System: Be careful, I might secretly send your brother a message]
Just as Gu Cheng sensed the existence of the system, the system also noticed that Gu Cheng had guessed it. Without violating headquarters regulations, it can send anonymous messages to Gu Cheng.
If headquarters asks, it’ll say it was doing tasks for its host and accidentally sent it wrong. As for how Gu Cheng might interpret the message, it’ll claim it has no control.
This is a silent agreement between one person and one system—the only one likely to cry is Tuanzi.
Her eyes widen but she doesn’t speak, while her mouth drops open, and two small arms freeze in the air.
Only now does she realize how terrifying it would be if the system and her big brother made contact.
"Oh no, Little Gu Gu, you can’t do this!"
[Ancient Martial System: Humph, am I still a little old man?]
Tuanzi honestly admits her mistake, gently coaxing the system, and only when successfully done, does she prepare to go upstairs. Looking up, she spots someone sneakingly peeking from behind the railing. Those starry eyes the fans talk about widen when they see her.
Caught a sneaky second brother!
The two exchange glances, Gu Che scrambles up to prepare to escape.
"Second brother, where do you think you’re going?"
Tuanzi gathers strength, kicks off her leg, and in a blink lands on the second floor, hanging onto Gu Che’s back, pinching his cheeks.
"Second brother, you seemed like Big Smart just now."
The adopted little husky has a rebellious heart—the more you tell it not to eat something, the more determined it is to eat it, often sneakily taking a bite when no one’s watching, and then sneakily peeking at everyone.
Fortunately, everyone knows martial arts, able to quickly spot and stop it.
The true experts won’t let the husky take a second bite!
"Who’s like a husky, huh?"
Gu Che rejects this notion, turning around to pick his sister up into his arms, reaching out to rub her face.
"Am I as silly as it is?"
"Big Smart’s not silly."
Tuanzi puffs her cheeks in retort, "It’s very smart. Last time it was eager to meet me and fourth senior, knew walking a straight line was the shortest, squeezed through the railing."
Gu Che sneers, "And then got its head stuck, didn’t it?"
"Hey, second brother, how did you know? Do you have the gift of foresight?"
Gu Che doesn’t want to discuss a little dog.
He swiftly glances at his flushing sister, his voice suddenly dropping.
"What do you think of him?"
"Who?"
Tuanzi reaches to pinch his cheek, "Second brother, your face is so red!"
Gu Che: "...It’s too hot."
Tuanzi believes it, completely forgetting about the central air conditioning in the house, with the temperature controlled and not hot at all.
His indirect probing failing, Gu Che can only grumble, "That someone, someone’s cousin."
This title—it’s so weird.
Tuanzi scrutinizes her adorable second brother, her sharp eye discerning every subtle expression in the dim light, eventually drawing a conclusion.
"Second brother, you’ve turned into a lemon tree."
This term is learned from Ji Zhangzhuo.
Tuanzi came back first, all unknown internet slang is learned from the backward coming Ji Zhangzhuo.
She deliberately sniffs her nose dramatically, "So sour, incredibly sour!"
The very sour Gu Che plans to have soup dumplings with vinegar tomorrow morning.
"Hehe," Tuanzi only jokes for a few seconds then proactively moves forward to nestle, "Second brother is always the second brother, the unique one who Miaomiao most cherishes and loves!"
