The group favors Xiao Caibao, she is soft, cute and arrogant

Chapter 14 - Pretty Brother Teaches Memorizing Poetry

Xiao Youbao didn't know what kind of chicken or duck her brother was talking about. Seeing that her brother was very busy, she obediently sat aside by herself and chose not to disturb him anymore.

When Qin Fuyi finished his work, he turned his head to look, and saw her a small person, squatting on the wooden bench, shaking her feet up and down.The soft meat hanging down on the cheeks looks like two pieces of meat buns, making people want to take a bite.

Unexpectedly, the human cubs are quite obedient.

Children don't seem to be so scary.

"Can you read at such a young age?"

The little guy raised his head, and seeing his pretty brother sitting towards him, he moved his butt very politely to make room for him.

"It's not all because of Brother Cricket." The little princess said angrily, and told Qin Fuyi everything that happened in the past few days.

The whole Pinnacle Building echoed with the cub's endless milking voice.

She spoke very slowly, but very logically, and Qin Fuyi could understand it in no time.

While listening, he looked at her soft little face, finally couldn't hold back, and poked lightly with his hand without anyone noticing.

Xiao Bao's soft face was poked by a long finger, and it sank into a small hole.

He hastily withdrew his hand guiltily, and took the scroll in You Bao's hand pretending to be reserved.

"Ahem...so that's how it is. In fact, it's not difficult to memorize it."

Xiaomi's clear and clear eyes became brighter, "Really? What can the beautiful brother do?"

"If you can't memorize it, why don't you try singing it?" Qin Fuyi's beautiful phoenix eyes always showed a bit of tenderness intentionally or unintentionally, "Adding rhythm to long poems can quickly improve memory. "

"How do you sing? You Bao can't." Her glutinous voice was irresistible.

Qin Fuyi cleared his throat, "For the sake of helping me, let me help you for a while."

Afterwards, Bomei's lips parted slightly, and the clear youthful voice brought out a bit of unique elegance and deepness, just like the warm wind in spring, with the revived vitality of all things, crushed into Mi You's ears together.

Mi You was holding her own fleshy face in both hands, her black and white eyes were full of her brother's flourishing beauty.

She listened very seriously and didn't say anything, unconsciously, even her fair and tender face turned red, really like a little Fuwa walking out of a picture scroll.

Wow~ She must find a chance to suck this pretty brother up~
"How is it? Is it easier to memorize it than memorizing it bluntly?" Qin Fuyi turned his eyes and met Naiwazi's bewildered eyes.

She nodded like a chick pecking at rice, "Yeah! I didn't expect brother Yi to be so good~!"

Being watched with such admiration by a baby boy, and complimented one after another, Qin Fuyi was a little elated.

This seems to be a different feeling from looking at the decimal point of my balance back then...

He straightened his back slightly, blinked a few times awkwardly, and looked at her again, "Why don't I teach you to sing one by one now?"

"Hmm!" The brat moved his butt and sat next to his handsome brother.

"The six kings are at the end, the four seas are one, the mountains of Shu are ignorant, and Afang is out, covering more than three hundred miles, separated from the sun..."

Mi You sang along with Qin Fuyi line by line, and as expected, she quickly learned it. She then used the next two days to drag her eighth brother to learn, and finally finished the whole song "A Fang Gong Fu" within the deadline given by her father. I carried it down.

Longchen Palace, in the side hall study.

Su Gan sat leaning behind the table, with one hand propped on his temple, and looked coldly at the eighth prince Su Muyu who was timid in front of him.

Xiaomi stood next to Su Muyu, holding his brother's hand with his little hand, cheering him up.

"Can you recite it?" Su Qian eased his eyes and looked at Xiaobao.

"Yeah!" Youbao confidently puffed out his chest, looking like he was sure of winning.

He waved his hand and began to listen.

Xiaoyoubao saw that the eighth brother was very nervous, so he led the way with a crisp milk voice, "Six kings are finished, the four seas are one..."

The crisp little voice echoed in the quiet study room, followed by the low and trembling voice of the little boy.

Guided by the singing, Su Qian's indifferent expression eased unconsciously.

"...The people of Qin have no time to mourn for themselves, and later generations will mourn for them, and future generations will mourn for them without warning, which will also make future generations mourn for future generations."

Until the whole poem was recited by the two children, Su Qian didn't say a word, but the slightly raised corners of his lips showed that the master was in a good mood.

As expected of Su Qiansheng's daughter, such an idiot can be trained so well in her hands!
"Good recitation." He got up with a smile, walked up to Mi You, and handed her his hand.

Xiao Bao consciously placed his little hand on his father's palm, "Thank you, Daddy for the compliment~!"

Taking advantage of the situation, he picked up Naiwazi with one hand, "You Bao is so powerful, what do you want me to reward you for?"

Mi You sat firmly on Daddy's arm with one ass, very skillfully, "Hehe, then Daddy will put Xiaobao to sleep again tonight~
Xiaobao likes to sleep with Daddy the most. "

"Okay." He agreed without hesitation.

Then in a blink of an eye, he told Lai Fu, "Tell Fang Lan that she doesn't have to come to bed tonight."

"Yes."

The little baby happily jumped up and down in his father's arms, and the soft flesh on his body also trembled, making people want to pinch.

Su Qian couldn't bear it any longer, and stretched out his hand to gently pinch the little fat on Youbao's face, "Go, Daddy will take you to eat delicious food."

"Uh-huh!"

Seeing the figures of the father and daughter leaving the study, Su Muyu, who shrank aside, felt that he was dreaming.

He rubbed his eyes repeatedly, thinking he had misread.

No way no way?The always strict father, since he left with his sixth sister in his arms?
Father has never hugged any of his brothers and sisters like this. In his memory, even when the ninth and tenth brothers were born, Father never hugged each other...

"It's too dreamy..." He froze in place stupidly, attracting Lai Fu who was beside him.

Laifu glanced at the Eighth Prince, then left with a smile.

Laifu: Eighth prince~ You don’t have this blessing~
The night that Xiaobao was looking forward to came soon. After the little guy washed the fragrance, he arched his body, and finally his round head emerged from the quilt, and his bright eyes stared straight at the long hair that was now loose. Look at daddy in white pajamas.

Dad half leaned against the side of the bed, frowning fiercely.

But Xiaoyoubao still sneaked into his side, holding his other free arm and acting like a spoiled child, "Daddy~ Come and sleep~"

Su Qian gave a faint "hmm", and the moment he stood up, he felt a splitting headache, "Tsk."

Headwind again.

He slowly leaned back against the bedpost again, with a gloomy expression, "Go to bed first."

Xiao Bao was keenly aware of something wrong with his father, and asked while lying on his stomach, "What's wrong with Dad?"

(End of this chapter)