Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 5157 The boy is still the boy (9)

"Ah?!" Xiaoyouzi immediately looked sad, and couldn't breathe for a while, "Don't... don't make up the class! Mom, you are lying, you obviously don't want to make up the class today!"

Little pomelo is too difficult.

She doesn't want to make up lessons!

"Didn't you say you love studying? Didn't you say that studying makes you happy?" Ye Jiaqi deliberately teased her.

Before Xiaoyuzi could speak, Xiaozhibao cheered up and said, "Mama, my sister is lying to you."

"..." Xiaoyouzi became even more difficult, "Mom, that was before, and now it is different from before. The current Xiaoyouzi... No, today's Xiaoyuzi doesn't like to study."

"If you don't like studying, then forget it. You can go fishing." Ye Jiaqi leisurely drank the milk in front of him and ate a sandwich.

Xiaoyouzi nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, the weather is really nice today, suitable for fishing, and Xiaoyouzi will catch a lot of fish."

"Sister, you're lying to Mama again."

Xiaoyouzi glared at Xiao Zhibao, and Xiao Zhibao shrank his shoulders.

Josnian and Qiao Chengfan hadn't come back from their morning jog outside. Ye Jiaqi knew that the father and son must have been whispering again, otherwise, why they haven't come back yet.

Josnian's discipline on Qiao Chengfan did not relax at all, and was even very strict. Qiao Chengfan had almost no rest time. Apart from his studies, Josnian often took Qiao Chengfan to the company to teach him financial knowledge.

The Qiao residence was shrouded in a layer of morning mist, the green vines and leaves were gently raised in the morning breeze, the mountains in the distance were quiet and overgrown with green grass, and the summer day came earlier than at other times.

At nearly eight o'clock, Josnian had already gone to the company, and Qiao Chengfan also went to his taekwondo school. Xiao Zhibao was young, and teachers often came to Qiao's house to teach.

At this moment, Xiao Zhibao's math teacher also came, and the class had already started.

Xiaoyouzi was fiddling with her small bucket, and she looked at Ye Jiaqi who was packing her bag: "Ma Ma, do you think Xiaoyouzi's bucket looks good?"

"Why did you make the bucket look so good?"

"In this way, the little fish will prefer to stay inside."

"Like? Then what?"

"Then the little pomelo will eat them up."

"..." Ye Jiaqi laughed, "Mom is going to work later, so you are obedient at home."

"No, Xiaoyouzi is not at home, mom, you forgot again, Xiaoyuzi is going fishing today."

"But your make-up teacher has already arrived." Ye Jiaqi looked at the time, guessing that Ji Changmu was almost here.

"Ah?!" Xiaoyouzi was stunned at first, and then cried "Wow", tears were about to come out, "Mom, you don't mean anything, you promised Xiaoyuzi, you said you can go fishing!"

"Little crying bag, why do you love to cry so much?"

"Little Yuzi is not a crying bag. Little Yuzi is going to be angry!" The little girl threw the bucket on the ground and almost sat down on the ground, her mouth pouted, "Speaking is nothing, why are you like Dad."

"Mom didn't say anything, so how about it, anyway, your teacher will come later, you might as well discuss it with him. If he agrees with you to go fishing, you can go fishing. How about it?"

"Is that so? Really?"

"Really." Ye Jiaqi thought teasing Xiaoyuzi was very fun.

This girl is full of expressions and emotions. If you don't give her an Oscar statuette, you will feel sorry for her.

"That's okay." Xiaoyuzi thinks this reason is acceptable.

(End of this chapter)