Crazy Concubine is very sturdy

Chapter 558 Little Ballad (1)
For example, that younger sister already had her own name unknowingly. Mother and a certain man named her Zhan Changge, nicknamed Xiaogeyao. It broke their hearts, and they hoped that she would sing long songs and live freely and unrestrainedly.

Hmph, Zhan Shiqi decided not to like her, and he was determined not to visit her.

Every uncle who used to love him, now the topic of discussion every day is his sister, dangling in front of his eyes and talking about everything about that sister, although he knows that everyone's love for him has not decreased by half, but more I paid a copy and gave it to the younger sister.

but……

She actually looks like her mother. Shi Qi hopes so much to be like her mother instead of a certain man, but she has tried for so long without success. How can she be like her mother?

The most important thing is that Seventeen didn't have her own name until a full year after she was born. How could she have a name so quickly? Not Sixteen and Eighteen, but a name with blessings, hopes and prayers. Zhan Seventeen had to say that he was jealous.

I still remember when he was a child he asked his mother: "Mother, what does 'Seventeen' mean?"

Mother looked at him with a look of arrogance and reminiscence. She said proudly, "Mother's love gun!"

Well, although Zhan Shiqi never despises his name and doesn't know what a gun is, but just literally, he began to envy this so-called sister with a beautiful name, he needed to be quiet, so he hid Drawing circles in the corners strengthened his determination not to look at her.

Manly man, do what you say!
For three whole days, Zhan Shiqi didn't look at the younger sister. Of course, he had quietly pricked up his ears in his small room, hoping to hear the weak and thin weeping sound, but it was a pity. ,He failed.

He hugged the little furry black tiger, and let its little black head touch his own, staring with big eyes.

"Why doesn't she cry?"

"Ouch..."

Feeling the little black tiger's soft down, a certain child curled his lips in displeasure: "What a strange sister!"

squeak...

The door rang.

Today's weather has warmed up a bit, and Leng Xia is still wearing thick clothes. With a faint happy smile, she slowly walked into her son's small room, watching the little man's little face raised in surprise.

"Mother, why are you here?"

After the surprise, Zhan Shiqi was taken aback, and hurried up with short legs, snuggled up to her body: "Mother, shouldn't you be lying on the bed?"

After giving birth in Leng Xia, she has to confine herself to confinement.

Although he didn't know why he was lying down instead of sitting, he knew that his mother had just given birth to that younger sister and needed to recuperate.

"Mother wants to be seventeen." Leng Xia rubbed his little head with a smile, her little devil doesn't like his sister, Zhan Beilie must be unable to deal with him, so she had to do it herself.

Zhan Shiqi grinned his small mouth, revealing his small porcelain white teeth, and his eagle eyes were shining brightly.

Liu Mei frowned slightly, and Leng Xia sat down on his little bed, wondering: "When Mother came, I forgot to bring Xiao Ge Yao, Shi Qi went to bring my younger sister here."

Seeing a certain child with a bitter face and the boss's unwillingness, Leng Xia sighed and tried to get up: "Then mother, run away again..."

"Okay." The little guy pursed his lips, reluctantly picked up the little black tiger, and walked to the small yard next door.

He naturally knows that his younger sister lives with his mother, well, this is one of the reasons why he is envious and jealous. He knows that when he grows up, he will live by himself, and that younger sister is still living in his mother's room. After thinking about it, he just Go call her, come if she wants, or come if she doesn't want to, kick her ass and grab her pigtails, catch her!
He doesn't hug that little sister!

The yard was quiet, I didn't see a man who always bullied him, I didn't see Aunt Hua, I didn't even see a maid in the palace, Zhan Shiqi was very puzzled, he pushed open the door lightly, and saw the girl beside the bed a little cradle.

Zhan Shiqi's first reaction was, how did she hide such a small basket.

Crisp laughter came from inside, and he walked slowly step by step, and what he saw was a pink and tender little person, with beautiful eyes that looked like a mother, staring at him curiously, Such a small fist, not as big as a steamed bun, was chewing on the edge of his mouth with relish.

"She...she..." Zhan Shiqi was stunned: "She is so small!"

"Ouch..."

Comparing with the little black tiger in his arms, his sister was even a little smaller.

Seeing him, Xiao Geyao suddenly smiled, her watery eyes curved into a crescent moon, her toothless ruddy mouth, she smiled so sweetly, with two small pink dimples, she gave up chewing on herself His little fist, his fleshy bun-like hand, stretched out towards him.

"Cuckoo..."

Zhan Shiqi understood a little bit, the laughter was really like a ballad, it was blown into his ears crisply and melodiously, and it hit his immature heart quietly.

He handed out his hand in a strange way, and one finger was immediately held by his sister, which was soon stained with her wet saliva. The soft and magical touch made him bend the corners of his lips unconsciously. He lowered his head, poked Xiao Geyao's dimple, and then poked his short arms and legs...

This little person, neither crying nor fussing, was smiling at him from the beginning to the end, the smile was so sweet, soft and waxy, white and fragrant.

This is...

sister?
"Seventeen, Little Ballad is very cute, isn't it?"

A chuckle came from behind, Zhan Shiqi turned his face away, and nodded awkwardly, as if he understood something.

Leng Xia walked up with a smile, hugged her son in her arms, and said comfortingly: "Well, the name of Shi Qi was also carefully thought out by mother, and she has been thinking about it for a full year."

Eyes lit up.

Xiao Jianmei fluttered, and he asked: "Really?"

(End of this chapter)