Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

The screen of the notebook is intricate program code, but a lot of outlines can be seen on a closer look.

These are all underground watersheds near Guyuan, where there are also many inland rivers and various hot spring warning signs.

The eight-year-old boy glanced at Nian'an's laptop and looked at Nian'an with a look of circles.

"Did you make these yourself?" The little boy's eyes were full of curiosity: "Why is your computer so powerful, can you teach me?"

The arrogant little boy was completely taken aback when he saw Nian'an laptop.

He had studied computers as a child, but he had never seen such a complicated computer program.

There was no change in Nian'an's expression, no pride, no ecstasy, and no joy after being praised.

He just spoke faintly, and looked at the little boy indifferently, saying: "Um."

Concise, only one word.

Nian An at that time may not know that this little boy will become his best friend for the rest of his life.

And these are the last words.

After the grand auction dinner was over, Du Jiusheng couldn't wait to bring Luo Qingchen back to the Dujia villa.

This is Du Jiusheng's private villa, no one except him has the key to this villa, no one else.

Whether it is Du Jiusheng's parents or the so-called younger sister.

"Brother Jiusheng ..." Luo Qingchen yelled his name gently, bit his lip and said, "Slow down ..."

Du Jiusheng did not stop, while holding her hand, he did not forget to hold Nian'an.

Nian'an was in his arms from beginning to end without any struggle.

He didn't seem to care, and didn't mean to struggle.

Or is it……

He is enjoying himself ...

Enjoying his father's love he has never felt in these five years, enjoying things he never dared to dream of.

"Bang--" until the moment the door was closed.

Du Jiusheng turned on the lights in the room, a pair of deep eyes shone with shimmering light.

He stood not far away, staring earnestly at Luo Qingchen, a faint light of mist flashing in his eyes.

"Don't reunite for a long time, does Brother Jiusheng have nothing to say? Has he been struggling to do something?" Luo Qingchen felt that his heart was beating fast at this moment.

Flutter Flutter Flutter.

"You know it's a long time to reunite ..." Du Jiusheng frowned slightly. "Do you know how scared I am? Afraid this is a dream, afraid that when you turn around, the dream will wake up."

"Can't wake up." Nian An found a place to stand and said, "Because I can't appear in your dream."

"Nian'an ..." Luo Qingchen frowned, his cheeks flushed slightly.

She knew her son's personality, and he knew he wouldn't even say a word if he was anxious.

Because it is the person who cares, I can't help but want to talk.

"However, Duchen gave me a great gift." Du Jiusheng looked up and down this young man who was almost carved in his eyes: "He could only be the day ..."

"Brother Jiusheng!" Luo Qingchen called out, not planning to let him continue.

After all, Nian'an was still around, and looked extremely embarrassed anyway.

"Anyway ..." Nian An waved his hand gently: "I don't care."