The Big Brother’s Little Ancestor is So Sweet

Chapter 226 What to do if my brother is so nice (15)

In the primary school Shiyou attended, each grade had to write a 100-character diary every day.

Let Shiyou rack his brains trying to write a simple and childlike diary in the tone of a primary school student, which feels more uncomfortable than writing an 800-character composition.

Shiyou took homework to Chu Xingchen's room, and Chu Xingchen was also catching up with homework.

Shiyou asked for help from others, and her tone was cute: "Brother Xingchen, can you help me with my homework?"

Chu Xingchen had a serious face: "Girl, don't be lazy, don't do your homework, and you will get zero marks in the final exam."

Shiyou: "..." Is it really okay for you to scare the child like this?

She doesn't do her homework because she finds it troublesome. The key is that she writes slowly.

"Come here, write here, I will supervise you, and I can help you check your homework after you finish writing."

"..."

Chu Xingchen didn't help her write, so she could only write by herself.

She spread out the homework and wrote the math homework first.

These additions, subtractions, multiplications, and divisions are small cases for Shiyou, and she can calculate them even without drafting.

She was a little sleepy while writing, and yawned lazily.

Seeing that Shiyou was listless, Chu Xingchen thought she couldn't write, so he leaned over and said kindly: "If there is any question you don't know, you can ask me."

"……not yet."

"Brother, can you write a diary for me?"

Shiyou added: "I don't know how to keep a diary."

Chu Xingchen: "I think you wrote..."

Shiyou: "I write slowly."

"Then I'll take you to write."

No matter what reason Shiyou finds, Chu Xingchen just insists on letting Shiyou write by himself.

Not cute at all.

Chu Xingchen got up suddenly, hugged her from behind, and taught her with his hands: "The sky is very blue, the wind is very light, and the clouds are very light... To write a diary, you must first describe today's weather..."

The boy's hands were the same as his height, thin and slender, with blue blood vessels protruding from the back of the hands, and the nails were neatly trimmed, revealing a faint pink color.

There is her immature shadow in the handwriting, as well as his delicate and gentle shadow.

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On Saturday, Ye Heng's birthday was not attended because Chu Xingchen was ill.

But Shiyou gave Ye Heng a gift prepared in advance, a complete set of Ultraman toys.

Boys of this age love Altman.

The boys in their class also like to play Ultraman's game of fighting monsters.

Ye Heng said thank her for the gift, he liked it very much, and asked her to take care of Chu Xingchen first.

There was a burst of coldness on his forehead, and Chu Xingchen slowly opened his eyes, covering his eyes with his hands, and was carefully applying the fever-reducing stickers on him.

She dabbed some cold water on her dry lips with a cotton swab.

The coolness of the water drops fell on the lips, which greatly relieved the discomfort of fever.

After Shiyou finished these, he put the water glass on the bedside table, and reached out to touch his forehead.

A pair of soft and smooth hands caressed his forehead, the palms were cold, and they fell on his forehead very tightly.

Chu Xingchen felt that his eyelids were getting sleepy...

Shi You laid down beside his bed in boredom, gently stroked his long eyelashes with his index finger, and said to himself, "The eyelashes are longer than mine."

She nodded at Chu Xingchen's eyebrows again, and said, "It would be great if my eyebrows don't frown when I sleep."

Next, Shiyou commented on his facial features one by one.

Because of the fever, the boy's face was flushed unnaturally, like a red apple, very delicious.

It is said that when a person is asleep, they can secretly kiss...

Shi You leaned forward and slapped him on the face.

Does she count as stealing incense and jade? ?

Chu Xingchen was restless between half asleep and half awake, as if he had fallen into a nightmare, his fists were clenched tightly, as if he wanted to attack at any time.

Shi You could only sit on the bed, hold his hand with his hand, and pat him gently.

Chu Xingchen slept until the next morning.