The first bamboo horse: spoiled little green plum

Chapter 122 0122. Learning to draw is very hard. (12)

Jiang Shaoheng hurriedly caught the Mr. No. [-] that Zhuang Xinian threw over, seeing the little girl's angry look, he couldn't laugh or cry.

Holding Mr. No. [-] under his arm, Jiang Shaoheng climbed onto the bed and sat beside Zhuang Xinian, took Zhuang Xinian's hand, then put Mr. No. [-] into her arms, and put her hand on Mr. No. [-] on Mr. No.'s belly.

"Nian Nian, Mr. No. [-] has been with you for so long, do you have the heart to give it away?"

There was an undisguised smile in Jiang Shaoheng's voice, watching Zhuang Xinian poke Mr. Big One's head again and again.

"It's just that you don't want Mr. Big One to sleep with you every night? You refuse to put it under the bed even if I ask you to."

Zhuang Xinian curled her lips, held down Mr. No. [-] under him, raised her head and looked at Jiang Shaoheng, "Bad brother."

Jiang Shaoheng was really attracted by this little girl, so he hugged the little girl into his arms with a smile, and smoothed her hair, "I know that Niannian is very tired from learning to draw, but Niannian still remembers to draw Uncle Zhuang's birthday picture Did you tell me anything when you were here?"

After being silent for a while, Zhuang Xinian said in a low voice, "I remember, I said that I would draw beautiful paintings for you as birthday presents."

"Does Nian Nian want to persevere now? Do you still want to draw us a beautiful birthday picture?"

Jiang Shaoheng's voice was soft and gentle, like a gurgling stream, calming Zhuang Xinian's restlessness.

"I...I thought about it. I wanted to draw for my mother, for Jiang's father and An's mother, and for Brother Shaoheng, but...but..."

As Zhuang Xinian spoke, her voice dropped, obviously depressed.

Jiang Shaoheng didn't say anything, but stroked Zhuang Xinian's hair over and over again, and took the trouble to straighten her hair.

"Well, no matter how difficult it is, I will continue to work hard, I will definitely! I must draw the most beautiful pictures for you! Hmph! I won't draw for Dad!" Zhuang Xinian muttered to herself. After what, it took a while to turn around and hug Jiang Shaoheng, rubbing against his chest and saying.

"Okay, when the time comes, Niannian will become a great painter. You can paint for whoever you want, and you won't paint for anyone you don't want. It all depends on our mood." Jiang Shaoheng is really a peerless good brother, and it's easy to coax his sister Just carry the handle!
Zhuang Xinian, who was coaxed by Jiang Shaoheng in this way, soon began to smile again, and after playing with Jiang Shaoheng for a while, he began to feel sleepy.

"Brother Shaoheng, Nian Nian is sleepy."

Zhuang Xinian hugged Mr. No. [-], rubbed his eyes with one hand, and kept yawning.

Jiang Shaoheng hurriedly made the bed, and then let Zhuang Xinian lie down under the blanket, and he lay beside her and began to coax her to sleep.

Before falling asleep, Jiang Shaoheng heard Zhuang Xinian's cute little voice muttering: "I like brother Shaoheng..."

Jiang Shaoheng's movements of patting Zhuang Xinian gradually slowed down, and the corners of his mouth raised in uncontrollable joy, looking at the little girl's sleeping face, he said softly: "I like Nian Nian too, good night, Nian Nian. "

The last light in the room was extinguished, and only the faint sound of the air conditioner was left in the silent room. The little girl and the little boy slept on the bed, one on the floor, although the location was different, but there was a smile on their faces The sleepy face is exactly the same.

　Hmm...Actually, the two of them are still children now, so they don't have that kind of thought.

　　The time for love has not yet come.

　　Good morning babies!

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