Ma’am, Your Little Dragon Cub is Four and a Half Years Old

  Chapter 910 Why do you call me sister? 1

  Three-year-old Zhou Qiancheng stared at Ye Nianbai with big obsidian-like clean eyes, nodded his head without hesitation, then looked up at his mother, asking for her opinion.

  Ms. Zhou didn't know the luxurious interior of the plane until she boarded the plane.

  Ms. Zhou is a painter. She doesn't know anything else, but she is absolutely proficient in painting. She just walked in the aisle of the plane and found that a random painting hanging in the aisle is the work of a famous artist, worth millions.

  If it were an ordinary family, if they got a famous work, they would hang it in the most conspicuous position in the living room as a treasure, but when it landed on this plane, the owner didn't seem to care about its preciousness.

  It’s just hanging up casually, and it’s just an ordinary painting of twenty or thirty yuan on the street.

  It can be seen that the owner of this plane must be a person of extraordinary status.

   Ms. Zhou asked: "Will it be too disturbing? Chengcheng, let's sit here and wait for the plane to arrive at the next stop. Don't disturb the host's house, okay?"

  Three-year-old Zhou Qiancheng's immature face is full of regret.

   Ms. Zhou said: "Be obedient, we have already disturbed the master's house."

  Ye Nianbai held Zhou Qiancheng's hand warmly and hospitablely, and said, "Auntie, it's okay, the young master invited the younger brother to play on his own initiative, and the main younger brother is called the younger brother."

  Ye Nianbai thought in his heart: I still can't handle your little brother?

  In order to be able to meet Si Mingjing, three-year-old Zhou Qiancheng reluctantly called out: "Brother."

   "Hey, let's go."

  Ye Nianbai was satisfied, so he led three-year-old Zhou Qiancheng to find Jingjing regardless.

   Seeing this, Ms. Zhou said to the accompanying Song Yuan: "I'm sorry, sir, to bother you. If my son is naughty, you can just send him here, but my son has always been very sensible, not a brat."

   Song Yuan nodded, and said: "It's okay for children, but it's best for you to take a rest here. It's only fifteen minutes away from the nearest city, so it's very fast."

   Mr. Zhou said: "Thank you, we won't wander around."

   "At that time, you will be placed on the seabed pier, and then you will buy tickets and take the boat to the imperial capital."

   After explaining, Song Yuan left two guards to watch them, to avoid unnecessary troubles caused by some of them walking around unruly.

Si Mingjing was reading a book leisurely, when suddenly the sound of several children running could be heard next to his ears, Ye Nianbai dragged a little boy and ran towards her with an excited voice, showing off, "Jingjing, isn't this brother cute? He called me brother , from now on he will be my younger brother!"

  Ye Nianbai forcibly recognized his younger brother, Si Mingjing smiled and didn't care, and let himself go.

  But three-year-old Zhou Qiancheng had a tight round face, and his brows were wrinkled.

Ye Nianbai grabbed the chocolate on the plate, stuffed it into the arms of three-year-old Zhou Qiancheng, and said, "Here, I'll eat it for you. I will keep my word. From now on, you will be my godbrother, and I guarantee that you will never have enough to eat." chocolate."

  Three-year-old Zhou Qiancheng had a nonchalant expression on his face, and his long-lost eyes were only staring at Si Mingjing.

  Being stared at by a child without blinking, Si Mingjing put down his book and looked at the child.

  The three-year-old suddenly rushed over, struggled to climb onto the leather chair, and threw his arms around Si Mingjing's neck.

  Si Mingjing was stunned for a moment, and wanted to separate the child's scalloped arms.

  But the child didn't even give her a chance to break it off. Two little hands tightly wrapped around her neck, sticking to her body like a dog's skin plaster, making people dumbfounded.

Ye Nianbai was so angry that he put one hand on his waist and pointed at Zhou Qiancheng angrily with the other hand: "Hey! The young master only said to give you food, but didn't say that I would share my mirror with you. Let go of my mirror!" "

   Seeing that Zhou Qiancheng listened but did not hear, Ye Nianbai also climbed onto the leather chair slowly, put his hands on it, hugged Zhou Qiancheng from behind, tried harder and harder, trying to break Zhou Qiancheng from Jingjing.

  Si Mingjing was afraid that Ye Nianbai was not serious, so he said, "Okay, it's okay, this child may have suddenly suffered a plane crash and was just scared, it's okay."

  Si Mingjing stretched out his hand, patted Zhou Qiancheng's back lightly, and said, "Auntie is here, don't be afraid."

   "Not Auntie."

  Three-year-old Zhou Qiancheng refused the title with a stubborn voice.

  Si Mingjing was amused, and finally managed to pull this clingy little guy away from his body. Looking at his frowning and dissatisfied little face, he asked, "You can call him whatever you want, sit down."

   Didn't expect her compromise, in exchange for the child's progress.

  Three-year-old Zhou Qiancheng raised his crunchy voice, "Sister."

   "噗~"

  Bo Fengyin, who followed him, was so angry that he rolled up his sleeves, and wanted to teach this little brother a lesson.

  Ye Nianbai was also very angry, and forcefully kicked the three-year-old Zhou Qiancheng who was sitting next to Si Mingjing off the leather chair, jumped off himself, and blocked the three-year-old Zhou Qiancheng from approaching the mirror with both hands.

   "Sister?" Si Mingjing repeated the child's words, staring at the child's face with a pair of wise phoenix eyes, repeated: "You want to call me sister?"

  Three-year-old Zhou Qiancheng nodded his head without fear of death, and called out again: "Sister."

   There seemed to be water shining from the obsidian-like clear black eyes, and the little tears did not flow out, as if they had crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, and finally found their own sister.

  Ye Nianbai raised his small fist: "Stinky boy, you want to be beaten!"

  Si Mingjing shouted: "Xiaobai, don't bully the guests."

   "Jingjing, this little guy, not only wants to take advantage of you, but also wants to take advantage of the young master. If the young master doesn't beat him to pieces, then the young master will be in vain!"

  Ye Nianbai was determined to beat three-year-old Zhou Qiancheng.

  So are Bo Fengyin and Lu Xiangruo, they both want to teach this little kid a lesson!

  Si Mingjing got up and pulled the three sons away: "Okay, don't bully younger brother."

   "Jingjing! He's a brat! I've never been so bratty before!"

  Si Mingjing comforted Ye Nianbai: "You are a dragon, of course you can't be a bear, otherwise wouldn't you be cross-species?"

   "Jingjing, you know that I don't mean that! I'm going to explode!"

   "Why are you so angry, a child speaks without restraint."

  Si Mingjing looked at the child with tears in his eyes with a hint of doubt in his heart. Could it be that it wasn't childish speech, but...

  Si Mingjing had some vague guesses in his heart, but he didn't dare to jump to conclusions, so he hugged the three-year-old Zhou Qiancheng, lest the three sons really beat the little guy.

  Si Mingjing held the child high and asked, "Why do you call me sister? Shouldn't you call me auntie?"

  Three-year-old Zhou Qiancheng wanted to confirm his identity, so he would not let go: "Sister."

  Si Mingjing smiled helplessly: "It's up to you. Where are your parents?"

  Ye Nian rolled his eyes and grumbled: "Yes, Jingjing, I will take you to meet his parents."

   When we saw each other, I returned the little boy, and suddenly felt that the little boy was not cute at all, and I didn't want to play with him anymore, but the brat actually wanted to be my uncle, your dream come true!

  (end of this chapter)