Lebao rubbed his sore butt and looked up.

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy with a shoulder bag on his back and an arrogant look.

The most conspicuous thing is the handful of white hair on the top of the head.

Although it is a little non-mainstream, it can really be beaten if you can't stand a clean and handsome face.

Ye Zhao looked condescendingly at Le Bao sitting on the ground, and the little group looked like he was three or four years old: "Ask you, where did you come from?" ”

Le Bao pouted, the little boy now, really doesn't know how to be polite: "I'm not a wild child, I'm a female goose who overblows!" ”

Ye Zhao raised his chin and looked up and down at the little meat ball in front of him, "What you're wearing is my clothes, right?" ”

Lebao lowered his head, pulled the hem of his clothes and looked forward, as if to see the pattern on his clothes.

A garbled code plus a big human head.

At first glance, it should be a boy's clothes.

Just now, Liang's mother also said that this is the clothes of the fifth young master when he was a child, and it seems that the person in front of him is the fifth young master of the Ye family, Ye Zhao.

Le Bao nodded, blinking his two big eyes and looking at Ye Zhao: "Are you my brother?" ”

Ye Zhao didn't answer, just calmly looked the milk dumplings up and down, but countless questions flashed in his mind in an instant.

The old man seemed to have said that he was going to pick up a child.

Is this what is in front of you?

Is it another to adopt?

You shouldn't have a small one, right...... Weaned?

Lebao stood up from the ground with all his might, opened his hand to Ye Zhao, and said with red eyes: "I want my brother to hug!" ”

Ye Zhao subconsciously took two steps back: "Don't admit it, I'm not your brother." ”

Lebao was aggrieved, with a small mouth deflated, looking like he was about to cry, and his two little paws imitated the action of grasping things and clenched his fists one by one.

"My brother is the child of Baba, and Lebao is also the baby's child, so you are Lebao's brother."

Ye Zhao looked at Lebao's fleshy little paws, and then at her moist eyes......

Well, he admits that he, who has always eaten soft rather than hard, compromised!

Shouldn't children be bears?

What kind of species is this soft and cute thing in front of you?

"Ahem, your name is Lebao? Your surname is Le, my surname is Ye, how can I be your brother? Ye Zhao half-squatted down and deliberately opened his mouth to tease her.

Lebao seemed to think hard, and then raised his little hand and held Ye Zhao's fingers: "That baby will be called Lebao from today, okay?" ”

Ye Zhao smiled, the logic of his young age was clear.

Lebao's smiling eyes are crooked, hehe, there are flaws!

"So, can the baby call you brother? My brother is good-looking, and the baby likes his brother the most! ”

Ye Zhao's heart was full of joy: "Call it, call it, it's quite young, but your vision is good." ”

The palm of his hand rubbed twice on Lebao's head.

Oh, it feels so good!

The fine hair is like petting a cat.

When Liang's mother came over with her milk, she saw that one big and one small did not enter, so she had to squat pitifully at the door.

"Little Master, are you back?"

Ye Zhao reacted at this time, immediately stood up, and pretended to respond coldly: "Hmm." ”

looked at Lebao: "She was really brought back by the old man?" ”

Liang's mother smiled and picked up Lebao: "Yes, the master just brought the little lady back from the station last night." ”

Lebao twisted his body, eh! Mom Liang, if you show up a minute late, I'll hug my brother's thighs!

"I want my brother to hug me." Lebao waved his little paws vigorously and leaned towards Ye Zhao.

Just a little bit!

Liang's mother hurriedly pulled Lebao's meat hand back: "Good, don't disturb the little master, will Liang's mother take you to drink grandma?" ”

The little master of the Ye family is notoriously difficult to mess with, he skips school in fights, gathers crowds to fight, and his subordinates are not serious, but don't hurt Xiao Lebao!

Lebao was not happy, his little face wrinkled together, and he looked at Ye Zhao aggrievedly: "But the baby wants his brother to hug." ”

Ye Zhao was glanced at, and his heart softened.

"Wait."

raised his hand to hold Lebao's little arm, and said in an impatient tone: "Okay, okay, it's noisy, I'll hold you for a minute." ”