113 Chapter 113 was not allowed

Zhao Siqing turned her head and saw that the door was half-closed.

Because a portion of the corridor light was cast in, a small figure could be vaguely seen in the dark room.

Zhao Siqing walked closer and turned on the light gently.

When she saw it, she saw that little bean had fallen to the ground in the luxurious guest room. Her eyes were red.

There was also a chair beside him that was also lying on the ground. Obviously, the muffled sound just now was him falling from the chair.

Zhao Siqing walked forward and helped the chair up.

The little guy had also seen her. He stared at her for a few seconds before looking away.

After sniffing, he began to climb up the chair. It seemed that he wanted to take something from the cabinet.

Zhao Siqing glanced at it. There was a set of brushes and a picture book on the Cabinet beside the chair.

It seemed that he was going to take that.

Zhao Siqing did not give it to him directly. Instead, she helped him move the chair closer. Then, she helped him hold the chair steady.

This time, the meaty ball tiptoed and easily took the picture book and brush.

He held the things in his arms and climbed down the chair.

However, his hands were too small and the notebook and brush were too big. He could not hold them and the things fell to the ground with a crackling sound.

Zhao Siqing squatted down and helped him pick up the brush.

When she handed the brush to him, the little guy looked up at her. His black eyes were like two gems, round and bright.

Zhao Siqing did not say anything and just looked at him.

A few seconds later, the little guy took the lead to look away. He held the notebook and brush in his arms and sat down in the small gap between the two cabinets.

The gap was very small and the light was very dim. However, he sat against the wall and seemed to like it very much.

Zhao Siqing frowned slightly. He chose a place where there were covers on both sides, which showed that this child did not feel safe.

Most children who were this young were very afraid of the dark. However, the little ball in front of him seemed to like this kind of dim place. It was obvious that he had been stimulated.

Zhao Siqing turned on the table lamp in the guest room. The warm glow looked very comfortable and not dazzling.

She brought the table lamp near the little boy while she sat not far away from him and looked at him.

The light that suddenly sprinkled down made the little boy raise his head.

He looked at Zhao Siqing without saying anything. His black eyes were extremely clear.

Zhao Siqing smiled at him and did not say anything.

The little boy slowly withdrew his gaze and lowered his head to draw on his drawing book.

Zhao Siqing did not say anything. The little boy added more colors to the drawing book. Most of the colors chosen were regular and neat, but they were all dark colors.

Zhao Siqing could not help but think, why would a child not like those bright and bright colors?

The two figures, one big and one small, sat very close to each other. No one said anything.

Li Feiyuan painted for a while and would occasionally raise his head to secretly look at Zhao Siqing.

Zhao Siqing pretended not to see his little actions and guessed that he was curious about her.

But not long after, Zhao Siqing found that the little guy started to paint randomly. The brush in his hand painted the parts that were previously painted randomly, making him irritable like a little beast.

At the end of the drawing, the Little Guy Directly threw the drawing book out.

Looking at the messy lines on it, Zhao Siqing frowned slightly.

When she looked again, she saw that the little guy had turned around. His little buttocks were facing her. He was holding the brush in his hand and started to scribble on the white wall.

In just an instant, a dark brown Dao Zi appeared on the wall.

Zhao Siqing, who had not spoken all this while, got up and carried him a little closer. She said gently, "you can't. "