Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 4999 You are not my brother anymore! (2)

Ji Changmu is very patient most of the time, but occasionally he gets impatient with Xiaoyouzi, and scolds her with a straight face: "Students should act like students."

Xiaoyouzi hummed: "I don't like you anymore if you are fierce with me."

The little brother is so handsome, so he can't be fierce. If he is fierce, he won't be handsome, and he will become Old Qiao.

"I don't need you to like it, I just need you to study hard." Ji Changmu took her hand, "You need to practice calligraphy well, come here, I'll teach you."

Little pomelo's little hand was held by him, the little brother's hand was so cold.

However, Xiaoyouzi found that Ji Changmu's calligraphy was really beautiful, even better than her calligraphy teacher's.

Xiaoyuzi suddenly became happy and let Ji Changmu take her hand to write.

With the calligraphy teacher, she didn't like to write. Every time, she filled the copybook with ink instead of writing it out stroke by stroke.

Ji Changmu taught her to write more correctly and not crookedly. He also told her that she couldn't draw pictures in the composition questions and had to write well.

Xiaoyouzi pointed at Peggy on her test paper and pouted: "Brother, do you think my drawing is not good-looking?"

"You need to write essays for composition questions, and you can only draw in art class. It's not that you can't draw well, it's just that you shouldn't draw here."

Ji Changmu's voice was soft when he became gentle, and Xiaoyouzi nodded obediently.

But she was impatient, she stood up for a while, sat down for a while, got close to Ji Changmu's arm for a while, and lowered her head to rest her chin on the table for a while.

Ji Changmu told her several times, but she couldn't change it.

He didn't expect her to change in a day, so take it slowly.

During the break between classes, Ji Changmu flipped through her textbooks, while Xiaoyouzi played by the window.

"Little brother, there are persimmons on the tree, I want to eat them."

"Call the teacher."

"Little brother."

"..." Ji Changmu squinted at her small figure, "Don't tell the teacher not to pick it for you."

"Hello, teacher." Little Yuzi's biggest advantage is that she can bend and stretch. She smiled and looked at Ji Changmu.

She couldn't reach the persimmon tree outside the window, but she knew that her little brother could.

Ji Changmu has long arms, and he picked a red persimmon when he turned his body slightly to the outside.

"I'll wash it for you."

"Brother is so nice."

Little Yuzi followed behind Ji Changmu, like a little tail, with braids jumping around, and her little white leather shoes stepped on the floor, making a "dongdong" sound.

"Plop", the little pomelo fell to the ground.

"It hurts..." The little girl got up, covered her head, and looked at Ji Changmu with tears in her eyes, "It hurts."

Ji Changmu hurriedly put down the persimmon in his hand, helped her up, knelt down and rubbed her little head: "Where does it hurt? Is there something wrong?"

"It doesn't hurt if you hug it." Xiaoyouzi cried.

Ji Changmu hugged her and coaxed her again: "Okay."

"Hmm..." Xiaoyuzi sobbed, her nose twitched, and by the way, she put her little head on Ji Changmu's shoulder, not allowing him to leave.

Ji Changmu is not very old, and he has never coaxed a child. It is not right to leave, or not to go.

After a long time, Xiaoyouzi rubbed her eyes: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

"Then let's continue with the class."

"Hmm." Xiaoyouzi had another headache.

Ji Changmu was very strict when he should be strict. Little Youzi was beaten by him several times and almost ran away, but every time Ji Changmu caught him back.

Xiaoyouzi sat on the chair angrily. She said that the little brother is just very gentle on the outside, but he is just like his father!

(End of this chapter)