The young man smiled and looked at the little girl, and the ruffian tone carried the flamboyance of the young man's fresh clothes and angry horses.

Qin Xuanyi hid behind Ying'er, and could feel this person's faceless gaze, and turned her head in shame, with obvious meaning.

Wei Zhuling saw that the little girl was annoyed, and laughed wildly, so she was a bastard again.

Soon, the boy was attracted by the little girl's novel jewelry.

He looked curiously at the shiny pendant on her exposed little ears, and with two ears, he didn't know what kind of little beast it was, and the head was a small pearl, and it shook with the little girl's movements, shaking her head and waving her head, so smart.

Jing Qing looked at him with disgust as if he had entered the city and had never seen the world, pursed his lips, turned his head, and looked at the only one present who could control him - Sister Yuanling.

Iris also frowned on her eyebrows, holding her forehead very carelessly, she endured and endured, and finally forced a cold voice from between her teeth, "Fourth son, you can take it easy." ”

Although Iris didn't say anything, and emphasized honorifics, a certain teenager seemed to be pulled in the ear, and suddenly restrained a lot.

Qin Xuanyi suddenly felt that the tingling burning sensation on her ears disappeared, she turned her head and glanced at it quietly, and sure enough, she saw that the young man had lowered his head and concentrated on coaxing his little sister.

Although, I still glance at this side occasionally.

However, Qin Xuanyi was not stupid, she pulled Ying'er and moved back, and directly left the range that this person could aim at with her afterglow.

The boy frowned slightly.

The little girl pinched her little handkerchief and covered her mouth, and smiled reservedly.

This time it was the little girl's turn to sneak a peek at him.

His face is not as delicate as that of the prince of the capital, and his slightly rough eyebrows are full of the aura of a young man.

However, this man smiled and looked at Sven very much, and he was also very patient with his little sisters, not only for his own family, but also for Xuanning's little baby who had no good face with him.

Rao is little sisters said some angry words in a milky voice, but he just pinched the bridge of his nose helplessly and breathlessly, and a pair of peach blossom eyes were gentle and spoiled, as if he had an excellent temper.

But thinking of the bloody glimpse just now, the little girl shook her head gently, he has a good temper, but he has a good temper for his little sister.

But soon, Qin Xuanyi didn't have the heart to look at any handsome young man - her eyes widened, and she looked at the two little babies in front of her in shock.

She—What did she just hear?!

The two little babies are choosing what color sack to use to cover the emperor's grandson and beat him.

Xiao Chayin's milk voice is milky to spend a flower sack, which is colorful and has any color, which is good-looking!

Next to him, Wei Zhuling listened to his sister's request and pinched his eyebrows.

Xuanning's baby pouted in disgust, saying that how could such a good-looking flower sack set up a bad guy? Use the ugliest bamboo pattern, well, just the one her fourth brother wears.

Next to him, Wei Zhuling looked at his chic and handsome bamboo-patterned plain brocade clothes: "......"

"But but, the pattern of the sack is on the outside, we see it, of course we have to pick a good-looking bag to cover the bad brother to fight.

"No, no, what if the color fades! It's not good-looking, how can you bully beautiful bags like this! You should use ugly bags, and if you break it, it will be broken! ”

In the end, no one could convince anyone's two little babies, and they looked at the little boy next to them.

The little milk bag's eyes were dark, and she said in a milky voice, "Brother Jingqing!" What color sack should we use? ”

Xiao Xuanning also listened to this little cousin's words, nodded and asked him milkily, "Mmmm!" Little cousin, what color sack did you think we should use? ”

Jing Qing looked at the two little sisters who stumbled, his eyebrows rose helplessly, he didn't answer, but looked at Wei Zhuling, "You really want to fight those two people?" ”

Iris also frowned at the young man, although she didn't say anything, but her eyes were stern, and she clearly disagreed.

Wei Zhuling pursed his lips, chuckled casually, and sneered, "Naturally it's true, could it be that I watched my sister being bullied by that straw bag?" This kind of straw bale is beaten with a sack. ”

The young man's words were ruffian, but when he listened carefully, he was ruthless, understated but thoughtful, not as frivolous as an ordinary reckless teenager.

Jingqing can trust him, this kid is actually very measured, it should be said that he is very good at stepping on the bottom line.

The little boy thought for a moment, turned his head to meet the bright eyes of the little sisters, and smiled coldly, "I choose a black sack to shade the light." ”

(End of chapter)