"Sister is so cute......" His voice was sweet, and his smile was as clean as a child's eyebrows.

Su Qiao pulled the person behind him, stopped his grandfather with a sneer, and then raised his little face bitterly, "I'll copy it." Isn't it just a house rule? Can't I copy it? ”

Old Man Su's face was still not good-looking, he stared at Su Heng and narrowed his eyes: "Where did you find the guard?" ”

A place like Jiangnan has always been a water town, and compared to those fights and killings on the rivers and lakes, it seems that it is too quiet here.

Old Man Su really didn't associate him with people in the rivers and lakes.

He was just a little curious, where did his granddaughter find such a handsome young man?

But Su Qiao didn't say it, he wasn't the kind of person who got to the bottom of it, Old Man Su snorted coldly: "Copy it." ”

"Copy them all, don't want to eat if you can't finish copying them when the time comes."

Su Qiao's face collapsed instantly.

Seeing her grandfather leave, she looked at Su Heng with no love, "See what I do?" ”

"Flowers on your face?"

Su Heng shook his head, his eyebrows and eyes were bent, the corners of his lips were raised, and he replied in a well-behaved voice: "Sister is good-looking." ”

Su Qiao couldn't help but lie lazily on the soft couch, and muttered thoughtfully, "Good-looking......?" ”

The young man's glass-like eyes blinked, looked at the rice paper on the ground, and asked:

"Sister~ Do you want to copy the house rules?"

The corners of Su Qiao's mouth twitched, remembering the messy long list of family rules, and shook his head:

"Nope."

"Forget it."

I can't finish copying it anyway.

Hunger is considered to be a weight loss, and besides, her grandfather may not be so frustrated.

Su Heng crossed his legs, pinched the brush with his white fingertips, tilted his head and smiled: "Then can I help you copy it?" ”

The young man in front of him deserves the four words of elegance and peerlessness.

The moment he tilted his head and smiled, it was very beautiful.

Su Qiao was stunned and shook his head slightly, "Forget it, forget it." ”

This big Buddha helps him copy the house rules?

Ha.

He still kills to make himself feel safer.

Su Heng didn't know what kind of wind he smoked after he came back, so he really copied it seriously, Su Qiao sighed.

The previous strategy was actually not useless.

The little milk dog is really well-behaved.

Su Qiao yawned lazily, because his conscience couldn't get over, and he also ran over to copy it with him.

The little girl's fingertips are white, and her posture when she holds the brush is much more upright than herself.

The daughter raised by the scholarly family, even if she is not doing her job, her talent in calligraphy and ink painting is not comparable to ordinary people.

The tip of the young man's tongue licked the little tiger teeth slightly, revealing a harmless smile that wiped humans and animals, he rubbed it slightly, and his voice was soft and childish, "Sister~"

The fifteen-year-old boy smiled like a crescent moon, and he was very well-behaved.

Su Qiao covered her ears slightly, and the shallow breath that fell into her ears when he lowered his head, almost made her face blush.

It's a shame.

What is the name of the good end sister.

"You have a lot of rules." The young man hung Erlang's legs, and halfway through the copy, he looked at the little girl's well-behaved and clever appearance, his dark eyes hooked slightly, and his voice was sweet, "You might as well stop copying." ”

"Shall I elope with you?"

His tone of having nothing to do was ruthlessly pushed aside by Su Qiao.

Su Heng was not discouraged, supported his chin, and saw that the little girl looked like she was on the same page as this family, and lazily copied it.