The Little Ancestor Teaches You How To Live
Chapter 174: Pretty Nephew, Can I and Hu Zi Sleep with You Tonight_1

Chapter 174: Chapter 174: Pretty Nephew, Can I and Hu Zi Sleep with You Tonight_1

Susu shook her head, "I don’t want a gift, helping a friend is not something you should receive gifts for!"

The old Mr. Lu laughed, "I know, but this is just a small token of my appreciation. You’ve been so kind to our Zhanyu, I’m very thankful and happy. But as an old man, I don’t know how else to express my gratitude and joy except to give you a little something. I hope you will accept it, okay?"

Susu found it difficult, her little face hesitantly looking at old Mr. Lu.

At that moment, old Yang stretched out his hand, took the gift that old Mr. Lu was giving to Susu, and stuffed it into Susu’s arms.

"Little Susu is a good girl, this is a gift for you, you keep it. I still have to treat his grandson’s sickness, it’s not too much to take a little gift from him!" old Yang said to Susu.

"But..."

"There are no buts, if I say keep it, you keep it. It’s a gift! It’s the thought that counts! You can’t reject someone’s genuine feelings, right?"

"Alright then." Susu accepted this reasoning.

"Mhmm, good girl!"

Old Yang smiled and patted Susu’s little head.

After saying goodbye to old Mr. Lu, Susu walked back to the Qin Family home, bouncing along, holding Sangzi’s hand in one hand and Old Yang’s hand in the other.

Qin Xingzhi, Wang Qing, and Qin Yuhuai followed behind.

Today, all three had suffered different degrees of shocks.

When they returned to the Qin Family’s home, Qin Yuche had already prepared a sumptuous dinner for the family.

Upon seeing Qin Yuche, Susu proactively ran up to him.

"Handsome nephew!"

Qin Yuche looked down at Susu in front of him, unsure whether to agree or not.

He didn’t want to acknowledge it, but it seemed he couldn’t just deny it either.

For someone with social anxiety, communication is a very troublesome matter.

"Dinner is ready." Qin Yuche replied, his androgynous face showing little emotion, even unwilling to look directly at Susu.

"Mhmm! Handsome nephew, you’re so amazing! Thank you for your hard work!" Susu didn’t hold back her words of praise.

The handsome nephew is indeed too impressive! The food he cooks smells super delicious!

"Wash your hands for dinner."

"Mhmm!" Susu obediently ran off to wash her hands.

After washing her hands, she scurried back to Qin Yuche.

"Both Tiger and my hands are clean." Susu showed Qin Yuche her two little clean paws and Tiger’s four little paws with pink pads.

"Aowu~"

Tiger howled in agreement with his little owner.

In liking Qin Yuche, Tiger and its master were in complete agreement.

Looking at the adorable little human and kitten in front of him, Qin Yuche remained indifferent and turned his face away.

Susu and Tiger were not deterred by Qin Yuche’s coldness.

"Handsome nephew, can Tiger and I sleep with you tonight?" Susu asked.

What?

Qin Xingzhi became uneasy when he heard this, he was jealous!

His sister was actually asking to sleep with Qin Yuche!

She hadn’t even said she wanted to sleep with him, her big brother.

"Sister, why do you suddenly want to sleep with your handsome nephew? Haven’t you always slept by yourself before?" Qin Xingzhi curiously inquired.

Qin Yuche also wanted to know why Susu wanted to sleep with him.

"The news said there’s a big bad guy bullying pretty sisters!" Susu answered.

What Susu referred to was the recent series of high-profile serial break-in rape and murder cases that had been all over the news. The perpetrator targeted beautiful women, his methods were cruel and horrifying.

"No, the criminal targets pretty sisters. Shouldn’t you be staying with Sister Xiaozi? Why are you looking after Ache, this stinky boy?" Qin Xingzhi asked.

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