Yan Yao broke her little paw for a while, and when she saw that she couldn't break it, she suddenly smiled.

showed a row of white teeth, and looked at her funny: "Sister Yiyi is not well-behaved"

"What's the matter?"

Yan Yiyi glared at him: "Why can you still beat me?" ”

"Don't dare"

Yan Yao laughed.

Yan Yiyi snorted, struggled out of his arms, and ran to sit next to Yan Jin.

This guy, although she was stumbled by her just now, made her quite faceless.

But for the sake of him being a sick seedling.

After all, the sick seedlings are not in good health, and they can't stand on their feet, let alone hugging others.

Yan Yiyi comforted herself in her heart, so she forgave him.

"Brother Yanjin, will you teach me to read?"

Yan Jin didn't have much fluctuation for the little girl in front of him, seeing that she took the initiative to sit beside him, so that he, who was born with a habit of cleanliness, subconsciously had a feeling of disgust.

Quietly moved his body to the side.

Seeing his subconscious action, Yan Yiyi was very cheeky and leaned over again: "Yan Jin Pot Pot"

The little girl blinked with eyes as big and bright as pearls.

What made Yan Jin Ghost send the gods was actually a subconscious jaw, and said lightly: "Okay." ”

is different from Yan Yao's brazenness and shamelessness.

He first taught Yan Yiyi to write his own name.

The young man's fingers are white and slender, and he looks like a woman.

The font written on the paper scroll is not wanton, it is powerful, but it has his unique style.

Delicate and three-dimensional.

It's also a unique flavor.

Yan Yiyi's three words were written on a paper roll by him, and the calligraphy was neat and beautiful.

He pushed the scroll of paper with Yan Yiyi's name written in front of her: "This is your name, but do you understand how to write it?" ”

He waited for Yan Yiyi's reply, with a faint expression on his calm and handsome face.

It's like a puppet machine.

As long as Yan Yiyi said that the last one didn't understand.

He had the posture of writing again in front of Yan Yiyi.

Yan Yiyi did not disappoint him, took the brush from his hand, and wrote the word Yan Yiyi crookedly at the bottom of the paper scroll.

She didn't learn calligraphy very well, but she could barely hold a brush.

When Yan Yiyi wrote the three words, the comparison looked weird.

But I could barely make out her name.

Yan Jin stared at her handwritten name on the paper scroll, looked at it for a moment, and finally moved her thin lips: "Well, it's still okay." With a little practice, you'll be able to write. ”

It's like a compliment, but it's not like a compliment.

After saying this, Yan Jin lowered his head and looked at his book and didn't care about her anymore.

Yan Yiyi: ""

Yan Jin's cold and indifferent temperament seems to be quite difficult to attack?

may be because his health is not very good, resulting in his life, he is different from other princes, although his identity is noble, and he is from the queen, no one in this harem dares to look down on him and bully him.

But because of his own poor health, he has a serious inferiority complex in his heart.

I don't like to make friends, and I don't like to talk to people.

Yan Yiyi lay on the table and stared at Yan Jin's perfect side face for a while.

The other party knew that he was looking at him, and there was no expression on his face, and he was reading intently. It seems that he can really do it, and put all his attention on the book, and as for others, he can do it without distractions and ignore it completely.