Bao Xiaosheng thought of the "great achievements" of the Seventh Prince in Yuecheng, and his courage shrank into the turtle shell--

When Chen'er saw Bao Xiaosheng like this, her face showed disdain: "Are you adults so timid?" ”

Bao Xiaosheng: "......", being despised by a child, Bao Xiao's face was a little unbearable,

Bao Xiaosheng's thoughts were surging, Chen'er had already walked forward, Bao Xiaosheng stepped forward to stop him, and asked, "Where are you going?" ”

"Go to Auntie",

Bao Xiaosheng: "......", thinking of Chen'er and Xuanyuan Wanwan coming out together, if such a person goes back, "Your aunt asked Grandma Xuanyuan--",

"I'll tell my aunt that grandma was taken away by you."

Bao Xiaosheng grinned: "You said it, she may not believe it",

Chen'er didn't panic and said, "I know how to dementor souls."

Bao Xiaosheng continued: "Your aunt is not afraid of your soul dementorship",

Chen'er paused, and then, raised her eyes to look at Bao Xiaosheng, hooked the corners of her lips upward, and said, "But, are you afraid--",

Bao Xiaosheng: "......",

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For Chen'er to go and return, Qianqian was a little surprised,

The first reaction was to look behind Chen'er and ask, "What about my master?" ”

Chen'er smiled and replied, "Grandma will buy things and come back later",

Qianqian let out an "oh", looked at Chen'er, and asked, "You--"

How did you get back?

Qianqian thought about it, and didn't ask the next words, but changed her words, "Since you're back, come in."

"Hmm", Chen'er followed behind Qianqian, looked at Qianqian's back, and muttered to herself, "How do you tell your aunt?" ”

Although Chen'er was talking to herself, she obviously intended to let Qianqian hear,

Qianqian stopped, turned around, looked down at Chen'er, and asked, "What does Chen'er want to tell me?" ”

Qianqian saw Chen'er's eyes flickering, and continued: "Although--", this child is often angry with himself,

But in the final analysis, Xiaolong's death, Xiaoba and Xiaojiu are responsible,

When Chen'er really left, Qianqian found that she still couldn't bear it--

Anyway, it's just a four-year-old --

Qianqian squatted down, stretched out her hand and stroked Chen'er's head, and said, "I know, your little snake--",

"It's called Xiaolong", Chen'er corrected seriously,

Qianqian: "......", the corners of her lips curled, and she said with a smile: "Okay, your little dragon is gone, and I'm very sorry, but the snake can't be resurrected from death, how do you want me to compensate you, we can talk?" ”

Chen'er was stunned for a long time when she heard Qianqian's words, probably not expecting that adults would also talk to herself in such a consultative tone.

Chen'er felt that the soft hand had been caressing her face before she came back to her senses,

Chen'er squinted at Qianqian's hand, felt the warm temperature of her fingertips, and a strange feeling rose in her heart.

It's warmth --

A kind of warmth that is different from my brother,

A four-year-old child, no matter how strong he is, is just a child,

Without warning, Chen'er's nose became sore,

Qianqian saw that he forcibly endured the tears that were about to overflow, and her heart also hurt.

Qianqian's hand covering Chen'er's face paused, stretched out his hand, and hugged Chen'er, "Let's go, what does Chen'er want to eat?" Auntie makes it for you to eat",

The sudden change in Qianqian's attitude made Chen'er not know how to react for a while.

Seeing Chen'er's stunned appearance, Qianqian smiled, "Auntie thinks, in fact, it's not bad to be your aunt, but suddenly there is such a smart and lovely little nephew, many people can't ask for it",

Chen'er: "......",

Qianqian stretched out her hand and pinched Chen'er's nose, "Slowly, you will like me, and you will like your Uncle Jing",