"Beitang Qianqian, you stand up!"

Mrs. Su slapped the table angrily, and the goose-yellow robe was drenched with ink, like an egg yolk crisp dipped in sauce.

His face flushed with rage, and his two handfuls of beard trembled up and down with his snort.

Yun Yizhi held a straight body, and only glanced at Beitang Qianqian, who was innocent with a small mouth out of the corner of his eye.

Since Beitang Qianqian entered the upper study, Mrs. Su had to get angry every day.

Therefore, the young sons in the upper study have long been surprised by this.

And the initiator of all this, Beitang Qianqian, was tilting his head, rippling two shallow pear vortices, and smiling sweetly at Jimo Wushuang, who was sitting beside her stiffly.

"Brother Wushuang is so cute, snow-white and snow-white."

Beitang's thousands of sprout-like little hands dragged his fleshy cheeks, and he raised his lips and smiled, revealing two rows of neat little teeth.

Jimo Wushuang let out a "wow" and cried.

The reason why I cried so sadly was not because I didn't want to sit with Kitado Qianqian.

He just wanted to be her older brother.

Jimo Wushuang is not as free and easy as his father Jimo Zichen, shy and shy.

He really wanted to tell her in person that he wanted to be an older brother, but he was afraid that she would not agree.

After all, the elder brother of Kitado Qianqian has more to go.

Her brother Yunyi favored her excessively, and the stars in the sky were picked several for her.

Gu Muyan, the son of Gu Nanfeng's family, was also very good to her, and in order to make her happy, he also gave her the little beast beast born by the Red Rabbit Horse and Erha.

Every time Ling Feng, the kid of Ling Tianqi's family, came to Yun Qin, he would bring her a lot of delicious food.

The most annoying thing is that the boss in the east is not small or alone, and Jimo Yinren will be crowned in a few months!

It is said that when Jimo Yinren was three years old in Beitang Qianqian, he put down his rhetoric, saying that she would not marry in this life and this life.

The more Jimo Wushuang thought about it, the more annoyed he became, and he even dreamed of being the elder brother of Beitang Qianqian.

Like Yun Yizhi, gently hugged her and told her the story of "hungry wolf pounced on sheep".

Having said that, Kitado Qianqian really wanted to hear the story of "Hungry Wolf Fighting Sheep", but her father never told her.

Her father said that this story could only be told to her mother.

Once, she sneaked into her father's bedchamber to hear the wonderful story of the legend, and to her great disappointment, she heard nothing but the whispers of her mother's kiss.

"Why are you crying?"

In the blink of an eye, Mrs. Su had flashed to her, looking condescendingly at the two small bamboo shoots above her head.

"Qianqian didn't make him cry, Qianqian likes snow-white boys."

Beitang Qianqian stretched out his hand, pointed to Jimo Wushuang's cheek, and said with a glance.

Mrs. Su sighed helplessly, he crouched down, and coaxed Beitang Qianqian patiently, "Wushuang is young, Qianqian don't want to scare him." ”

"Hmph~ Susu, you're splitting again! Father always boasted that Qianqian grew up eating cuteness, where would he scare his younger brother? My brother must have liked me very much. ”

Beitang Qianqian turned his nose sideways, and clasped his hands to his chest, which was quite imposing.

Mrs. Su was puzzled and asked softly, "When did the old body split the fork?" ”

"The old man splits, and the light will talk nonsense." Kitado Qianqian made a mischievous grimace and said in a coquettish voice.

……

For a while, all the young sons in the upper study looked towards Mrs. Su's crotch.

Even Jimo Wushuang, who was crying breathlessly, stopped his hiccups and whispered, "Mr. Taifu, do you hurt?" ”

Mrs. Su smacked, and her pretty face turned red.

He really couldn't figure out where Beitang Qianqian had learned so many witticisms, and every time he lost his temper.

"That's it, don't discuss this matter again. Tell me about it, and tell me that I asked you to write a little poem, what are you writing? ”

"Little poem!"

Beitang Qianqian reacted very quickly, she took the scroll in Mrs. Su's hand, and read the small poem written by herself seriously.

"Let me tell you a little secret, my father likes to be a father.

He likes his mother to call him dad the most, and his mother refuses to call and cry.

Qianqian is bold and never cries, and his father is long and his father is short. ”

After reading the poem, Beitang Qianqian raised her chin proudly.

In her opinion, being bolder than her mother's relatives is a particularly powerful thing.

Yun Yizhi's hand holding the pen paused slightly, and in the next moment, he had already hugged Beitang Qianqian in his arms, and said softly: "Shhhhhhhhh Mother's kiss is shy, and thousands of people are quiet. ”

"Good horn... My brother is so good-looking, Qianqian must listen to my brother. ”

Beitang Qianqian chick nodded like pecking rice, and then made a small poem, "My brother is really powerful, and his nickname is Goudan." Qianqian is more powerful, hatching dog eggs every day. 13579, 24678......"

Yunyizhi: "......"

The corners of his mouth twitched wildly, and the thought of his unobtrusive nickname turned a thin layer of red on the roots of his ears.

Beitang Qianqian didn't get Yun Yizhi's appreciation, his big eyes turned around, and another small poem came out casually.

"My father's surname is Jun, my mother's surname is Feng, my surname is different, not brother and sister.

My brother's surname is Yun, my surname is Beitang, the surname is different, not brother and sister.

Lovers eventually become brothers and sisters. Meaning, you and my surname. ”

Yun Yizhi was full of black lines, and said in a milky voice: "Is it what my mother told you, 'lovers will eventually become brothers and sisters'?" ”

"Yes!"

"Mother's kiss is really silly... How can a lover be a brother and sister? Obviously they are husband and wife. Yun Yizhi shrugged his shoulders, helpless against this sister who was exactly the same as his mother's mother.

Suddenly, his small body shook, and he felt a gust of wind coming from behind his back.

Looking back, Jun Moran's complexion had completely sunk.

His baby carefree was indeed a little silly, but no one but him was allowed to say that about her.

Yun Yizhi blinked the peach blossom eyes of the bright Ruochen star, and suddenly pounced on the handsome and unparalleled Feng Wuwu in men's clothes on Jun Moran's side, "Mother, Yuanbao is afraid." ”

Since he was three years old, he has rarely been coquettish.

Always has the appearance of a little adult.,It's very similar to Jun Mo Dye when he was a child.。

Only in front of Feng Wuwu will he reveal his true temperament, and he will ask her to hug him at every turn.

At that time, Feng Wuwu was seriously flipping through the small poems written by Beitang Qianqian.

She originally thought that she was so worn by Jun Mo Ran that she couldn't suppress the few "Dad" that Jun Mo Ran only heard of it, but she didn't think that Beitang Qianqian had also heard it!

What made her even more troublesome was that the group of children sitting in the upper study were all human spirits.

If they talk to others, where will she lose face?

"It's all your fault, I always want my lord to call you 'dad' for some reason!"

"This king didn't expect that he would be listened to by thousands of people."

Jun Moran touched his nose a little embarrassed, he only happened to hear the "Ya Yan Dad" that Feng Wuwu said when he was hangover, and he felt that it was such a happy thing to be called "Dad" by his beloved woman, which would tease her from time to time.

Feng Wuwu snorted, and was about to take Beitang Qianqian back to the palace to educate him.

When I raised my eyes, I realized that Beitang Qianqian was nowhere to be found.

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