Jing Yinian was unmoved by the autumn in his arms, and when he heard Jing Yinian's voice coaxing him, his heart became more and more unhappy.

I feel that this drifting sister who met for the first time knows how to coax herself, but her parents don't care about him, and my brother also murders him, and instantly feels that he is a poor worm who doesn't love his father and doesn't love his mother, not to mention that there is a brother who also murders him! Thinking about it like this, the crying is even louder!

Jing Yinian, who coaxed the little devil in his arms, didn't know what to do when he saw the situation, after all, although he took Jing Jian when he was a child, Jing Jian listened to her very much, and the two of them shared everything with each other, and the two of them didn't quarrel or quarrel, and when they grew up, they always wanted to keep it for themselves.

When Qiu Qing saw Jing Yinian's gentle appearance towards his younger brother, he became more and more unhappy, and he was still a little jealous in his heart. The lovely person he misses in his heart has not touched the slightest, and he has been taken advantage of by his younger brother like this!

The person who watched it was jealous and red-eyed, but he couldn't hold back after enduring it for a long time, and he was even more angry and opened his mouth to the autumn: "Autumn, don't go too far, if you are so face-stricken, anyway, your parents don't care about you today, I really want to do it"

Autumn cried by this time, and she was already crying, and she began to sobble and burp, and her breath was a little uncomfortable.

Hearing his brother's threatening words, he glanced up at the direction in which Qiu Qingshi was sitting, and then he thought about his chest and hugged her neck even more aggrieved.

Jing Yinian looked at the aggrieved appearance of the little devil in his arms, and his heart was about to melt.

Immediately glared at Qiu Qing and said fiercely: "It's okay to say a few words, autumn is still young!" Why are you so harsh!? Still want to threaten him with a beating? If you dare to hit him today, I'll let Jingjian beat you believe it or not! After speaking, he rolled his eyes a few times at Qiu Qingshi.

Qiu Qing looked at Jing Yinian's angry appearance, and instantly froze and didn't know how to respond, he saw Jing Yinian so different for the first time.

In his impression, Jing Yinian either kept his distance from people coldly outside, and at most maintained the friendship on the scene with a toothy smile. What he likes the most is the appearance of being coquettish when he is at home with the Jing family.

But he had never seen such a different scene, staring at her big watery eyes, and threatening words in his mouth.

I thought it was very cute when I was in the autumn.

And on the side,Regardless of whether you want to hide yourself from the scene, the moment you hear your sister mention his name, I wonder if I'm hallucinating.。。。

The moment Autumn heard Jing Yinian murder his brother to defend himself, he felt that Jing Yinian was the best and best person in the world for him, better than his parents!

And Jing Yinian didn't expect that it was today's scene, so that he accepted a little fan brother for himself~

Because of today's scene, Jing Yinian has become an indispensable person in autumn's life.

From then on, no one can control the autumn, as long as Jing Yinian speaks to the autumn, the autumn unconditionally believes and obeys unconditionally.

Jing Yinian was quite happy to see that Autumn was so sticky, but he didn't expect him to be so popular with children.

Looking at his pitiful appearance, the more he looked at it, the more distressed he became, so he asked Jing Jian to go upstairs with his luggage, and he went into the room with Autumn in his arms.

Gently swaying as he walked, his right hand gently soothing the autumn.

Seeing this situation, Qiu Qingshi became even more jealous, and sat on the sofa coldly without saying a word, staring directly at the direction in which Jing Yinian left the stairs.