Chapter 107 She is like a kitten

As soon as Xiao Chayin heard this familiar clear voice in the carriage, he immediately lost his fierceness, his dimples became sweet, and he jumped out happily.

"Fourth brother!"

Qin Xuanyi was so frightened that she quickly opened the car curtain and looked out, looking worriedly at the emperor's grandson who was lying on the ground screaming in pain.

Seeing that he was still alive and his screams were full of energy, the little girl immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and a touch of joy flashed coldly in her almond-shaped eyes.

When she looked away, her attention was naturally attracted by the heroic figure on the horse next to her.

The little girl looked over subconsciously and saw the young man turning his head to glance coldly at the defeated disciple. In this scene, the extremely sharp jawline was outlined, but it was the young man's elegant and handsome profile.

The half-green young man has no clear edges and corners, and his cold and determined attitude carries with him a wanton and arrogant youthful spirit. It is the time when Xianyi is angry with the horse.

Qin Xuanyi has never seen such a young man in the capital. He is so lively and full of life, as if he is an eagle soaring in the sun. Unlike those people she has seen, who seem to be wearing masks. Astringent and reckless, but always pretending to be deep.

The cheerful little milky voice of the little milk bag sounded in front, and the young man retracted his gaze and raised his head.

The little girl saw the boy's actions and hurriedly lowered the car curtain. When the breeze blew up her face, she was shocked to realize that her cheeks were burning and her heart was beating fast.

The pounding now is different from the one just now.

Outside the carriage, as soon as Xiao Chayin ran out, she saw the clear figure of her brother Ru Lin, who was her most unrestrained fourth brother.

The little baby girl was jumping up and down on the carriage very happily.

"Fourth brother, fourth brother! Hehe, are you here to see Yinyin!"

Wei Zhuling turned around and saw the cute little pink milk bag on the carriage. The fierce and fierce expression between his eyebrows was immediately replaced by a youthful smile, showing off his uninhibited and unrestrained expression.

"Xiao Yinyin, do you miss your fourth brother?" The young man's voice was as warm as wine, clear and slightly cool, with a slight chuckle in his tone, and his coaxing tone was full of doting.

Little Chayin bounced her little feet, stretched out her little hands, and made a coquettish sound, "Fourth brother, give me a hug!"

Jing Qing looked at her brother's little nipples and had long forgotten what she had been saying all day long: Brother Jing Qing is the best.

The little boy smiled helplessly, holding his little sister to prevent her from jumping too far to the side to prevent her from falling.

Wei Zhuling immediately grabbed the horse's belly and took the baby into his arms. The moment the soft, waxy little ball nestled into his arms, the young man's sharp brows became a little warmer.

"The voice is deep. It seems that I have been eating a lot of cakes recently." The young man hugged his little sister and laughed uncontrollably. The low laugh was hearty and hearty, but not as restrained as the young master from the capital.

As soon as these words came out, a soft laugh came from the carriage.

It was Qin Xuanyi. She was helping Ying'er who was knocked down in the carriage by the emperor's grandson, but her ears couldn't help but pay attention to the nice and clear voice outside. This voice was just like the person it was, and it always reminded her of that person. appearance.

When he is surrounded by people, when he is decisive in killing with his halberd, when he is reining in his horse and showing off...

Until he was amused by what this upright brother said.

The little girl quickly covered her lips with a guilty conscience, touching her face lightly with the cold handkerchief. Her cheeks turned red with embarrassment, and she shyly avoided the glances of Ying'er and her fat sister.

Outside the carriage, the young man heard this soft, kitten-like girl's laugh. It was soft and delicate, and disappeared quickly. It was like silk and satin, and it could not be caught by the ears.

Is this a sound a human can make? Is it a kitten?

Wei Zhuling looked over in surprise and curiosity.

(End of chapter)