It’s not that it can’t be done, but—no.

The personal subjective color is stronger than the former.

"Why?" The little girl Fengying's lips curled slightly, as if a hint of joy flashed through her, and then she pouted in dissatisfaction.

She didn't mean to pout and act cute.

It's shameful to be cute.

However, the cute little creature who is so tender that he can pinch water is so cute that he can easily smile.

The little boy with delicate eyebrows and eyes was silent.

Why.

He also...don't know.

Dabao and her newly acquired younger brothers, and they called out "Sister Xia" very warmly.

The person who had been circling around him before suddenly had other figures around him, and he felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

If she made the same request, I'm afraid that Dabao and a few naughty children would have taken off their pants quickly.

When I think of that picture...

Yan Che's delicate eyebrows became tighter and tighter.

My mentality is a bit broken.

At this time, he didn't understand what a man and woman's relationship was, nor did he understand what jealousy was, but his desire for possession was already revealed.

But, slightly, silent.

After a moment of silence, he couldn't think of a reason. Yan Che said in a little willful and stubborn for the first time: "There is no reason, it's just not allowed anyway."

Fenghua: "..."

OK OK OK OK.

You are a cute little girl, you are the biggest.

Seeing that the girl didn't speak, she realized that her attitude was too tough. Yan Che pursed her petal-like lips, her tone softened, and her voice was filled with cute and cute breasts: "...Midsummer, don't be angry."

After thinking about it, he said, "This is how you can change your request, okay?"

The posture is already very low.

Almost lightly coaxed.

When I think about this little boy, I am only four and a half years old, and being petty with him, I can seem too bullying and cute.

Fenghua felt relieved: "Okay. Let me think about it..."

Change another requirement.

What to change?

The little girl tilted her head, staring at him with purple grape-like eyes, as if thinking carefully.

Soon, her eyebrows and eyes curled, and the corners of her pink cherry lips became a little weak: "I have it..."

Yan Che's beautiful eyebrows pounded.

Somehow, I had a bad premonition in my heart...

Is it his illusion?

——Not.

Fenghua smiled slightly.

·

After school.

When the adults came to pick him up, Fenghua said directly to Yan's mother and pulled Yan Che back to Shengxia's room: "Mom Yan, I have something to do with A Che, so I'll go back to the room first."

The little girl in a pink bubble skirt held the little boy's hand. The little boy walked beside her almost indulgently, and the two little ones got together inexplicably cute.

Yan's mother smiled, "Okay, Xia Xia, please be slower, be careful not to fall. Ache, take care of Xia Xia's sister."

"Oh." Yan Che's voice came: "Okay."

Yan's mother was slightly surprised.

Usually, I would not get a response to this saying that I asked him to take care of my sister Xia Xia. Why today...

She looked at Sheng's mother.

Sheng's mother silently answered her with her eyes: I don't know either.

"However, it's a good thing for the two children to have a good relationship." Yan's mother suddenly burst into a girl's heart, "I like this so much, just like the youth idol dramas played on TV."

Sheng’s mother was so amused and crying, “You…”

Yanmu has a girlish personality, while Shengmu is much gentler. The two are very different, but because the children approach, they become good friends who can talk about everything.

upstairs.
Chapter completed!