Chapter 142: The little boy fell in love at first sight
Goo goo goo ~ The indescribable sensation spread from between the fingers to the entire arm and then to the heart.
"Little brother, why are you pinching my face?"
Yun Xingchen tilted his head and looked at Xu Xuanzhi, his eyes full of puzzlement.
If it is said that the moment Yun Xingchen turned around, he killed the little boy's heart.
The little guy's crooked head is cute, and he directly kills the little boy here.
"I, I, I ......"
Xu Xuanzhi I can't come out, I can't come out, I am blushing and stumbling, the little bully aura when I entered the door disappeared, and now he is just a shy little boy.
"Little brother, you look so good, besides my eldest brother and second brother, I have the best-looking little brother I have ever seen."
"Yes, yes! You're good-looking, you're so cute. ”
Xu Xuanzhi's children, who were praised for their good looks, blushed even more, scratching their heads to hide their embarrassment.
"My name is Yun Xingchen, what's the name of my little brother?"
Yun Xingchen jumped down from his chair and stretched out his hand towards Xu Xuanzhi's friendliness.
Xu Xuanzhi looked at the little hand stretched out in front of him, then at his own hand, and then at the white and tender little hand in front of him.
After looking back and forth several times, he pursed his lips and blushed and stretched out his hand to hold Yun Xingchen's hand.
"I, my name is Xu Xuanzhi, I am eight years old this year, I live in Xu Mansion, a suburb of Kyoto West City, my parents are alive, I am a child at home, and I have two dogs and a grandfather."
“……”
Boss Xu, who was peeking not far away, really wanted to kick his little grandson hard.
He knew that his grandson would like it as long as he looked at the Yun family's cutie.
But Xu Xuanzhi, you stinky boy, you can't put the two dogs in front of your grandfather when you introduce yourself, and see how you will clean you up when you go home.
"Little brother is eight years old this year, I am five years old this year, eight minus five equals one, two, three ......"
Letting go of Xu Xuanzhi's hand, Yun Xingchen counted his fingers and counted the age difference between the two people.
Looking at the small appearance of counting seriously, a certain little boy of the Xu family was beating violently in a cute heart.
"Then I'll call you Brother Xuanzhi, okay?"
"You...... If you like it, it's fine. ”
"Brother Xuanzhi."
The sound of Xuanzhi's brother made Xu Xuanzhi's heart beat like a boiled crab.
"I'll call you Sister Xingchen, but is that okay?"
"It's not good."
Yun Xingchen shook his head and refused, the loss on the face of the rejected young man was clearly visible.
"My mother's relatives and brothers all call me Little Star, and if Brother Xuanzhi likes it, call me Little Star too."
“……”
From loss to joy, the speed of 100 kilometers is less than a second.
The speed at which Xu Xuanzhi's face changed in an instant was a thunderous and clanging sound.
"Little star."
As if he had obtained a treasure, Xu Xuanzhi's smile was extremely brilliant, and the staff up and down the Qingyu Tower frowned in unison.
According to the behavior of the little bully in the past, every time they came to Qingyulou, they either smashed and bullied people, or they fought against Boss Xu, and it was the first time they saw the little bully treat people so gently.
"Mother-in-law, our script is finalized, how much do you write, and the old man collects as much as you write."
Boss Xu didn't hide anything, and directly called Yunnan Yue is mother-in-law.
Is it still a problem for my relatives to write scripts?
Of course it's not a thing, even if Yunnan Yue's writing is the same as shit, he Qingyulou will accept it all.
"This ...... The child is still too young, so Boss Xu should not call it so early. ”
"Not early, not early, you see that my little grandson fell in love with your little cutie at first sight, even if you open your mouth, how much dowry do you want, is five million enough? 10 million ...... No, 30 million plus the entire Qingyu Building, how about it? ”