Six-Year-Old Child, Baojiao, is Busy with Kingdom-Building

Brother Yan.

Three soft words.

Rong Yan's heart skipped a beat, the corners of his mouth curled up, playing with the soft little hands in his arms, he happily replied: "It's possible."

Jiaojiao gave a bright smile, hugged the person and said in a pretty voice: "From then on, I will call Brother Yan, Brother Yan~"

Rong Yan raised his hand to stroke her black hair, and said with a chuckle, "En."

Jiaojiao smiled naively, took out the safety knot just now, and asked casually: "Brother Yan, is this a gift from you?"

Rong Yan nodded, "Yes."

After Jiaojiao took a closer look, there was a small scarlet jade bead on the top of the Christmas Festival, very much like the string of Buddhist beads that brother Yan had in Qing'an Temple.

Jiaojiao blinked slightly, raised her head and asked, "Brother Yan, did you beat it yourself?"

With a smile on Rong Yan's handsome face, he nodded with an "um".

Although she has given this little girl a lot of treasures, Jiaojiao is not a person who likes to wear jewelry, she usually has few hairpins in her hair, and she never has any of his things on her body, so she can always wear it with this peace knot.

Jiaojiao's face was full of joy, and she held up the peace knot to look at her more and more, and said happily, "Brother Yan made it with his own hands, and I will wear it every day in the future."

"I'll tie it." Rong Yan took the peace knot from the man's hand, hooked it with his slender fingertips a few times, and the peace knot was firmly worn on his waist.

While Rong Yan lowered his head, a smile flashed across Jiaojiao's big black and white eyes, and she leaned forward and kissed him twice on the forehead.

Rong Yan was taken aback by the wetness on his forehead.

Jiaojiao held Rong Yan's cheeks in her soft white hands, and said with a smile: "Brother Yan kissed me on the forehead twice, and Jiaojiao will kiss me back too."

After finishing speaking, Jiaojiao kissed him on the cheek again, and sighed: "The forehead is so hard, it's not as soft as the cheek."

Rong Yan pulled down the troublesome little girl's hand, pinched her cheek with a smile, and said in a soft voice: "Don't be naughty."

Jiaojiao pouted, and when her fingertips fell, they touched brother Yan's rosy lips, and she stopped there.

Soft, softer than cotton.

No wonder the men in the story book like to kiss women here.

The tips of Jiaojiao's ears were slightly hot, and she was about to approach her suddenly boldly.

Suddenly, a big hand rested on her head.

Rong Yan's throat rolled slightly, looking at the restless little guy in his arms, he said in a hoarse voice: "Jiaojiao, don't do this."

Jiaojiao pursed her lips so hard that she could hang a teapot, and said in a low voice, "Why not, you will be a big girl when you come to Kuishui, and people who love each other in the book can kiss here."

A look of helplessness flashed across Rong Yan's eyes, she was like this, he would naturally suffer as a grown man, but she was too young, she didn't understand, so he couldn't mess around.

Rong Yan raised his hand and tapped her forehead, and said in a low voice with a smile: "Two years later Jiji will naturally be a big girl, but you are still young now, if someone bumps into kissing, wouldn't you say I tricked the little girl."

"I saw it when I saw it. Anyway, Jiaojiao is going to marry Brother Yan in two years. Why not kiss in advance, because Brother Yan is too old-fashioned."

Jiaojiao's eyes were wide open, and she looked very reasonable.

Old fashioned?

A low smile escaped Rong Yan's throat, and he rubbed her cheek helplessly, "Silly girl, how can you put the old-fashioned way here to say that you are not good?"

Jiaojiao raised her head arrogantly, glanced at Brother Yan's mouth, and said softly: "In the scriptures, men take the initiative, and it's fine if Brother Yan doesn't take the initiative. Jiaojiao is so active as a woman, but you None."