The young man smiled and grabbed the little girl and stared at her, his scornful tone carrying the arrogance of a young man in bright clothes and an angry horse.
Qin Xuanyi hid behind Ying'er and could feel the man's shameless gaze. She turned her head in embarrassment, her meaning obvious.
When Wei Zhuling saw that the little girl was angry, he burst out laughing, trying to get his way and being a bastard.
Soon, the boy was attracted by the little girl's novel jewelry.
He curiously looked at the shiny pendant on her exposed little ears, which still had two ears. He didn't know what kind of little beast it was. The head was a small pearl. It swayed and shook its head with the little girl's movements. Very clever.
Jing Qing looked at him with disgust, looking like a country bumpkin who had just come to town and had never seen the world. He curled his lips, turned his head away, and looked at the only person present who could control him - Sister Yuan Ning.
Yuan Ning also frowned and held her forehead indifferently. She endured it again and again, and finally forced out a cold voice from between her teeth, "Fourth Young Master, please take it easy."
Although Yuan Ning didn't say anything and emphasized the honorific, a certain boy seemed to have his ears tugged and immediately restrained himself a lot.
Qin Xuanyi immediately felt that the tingling burning sensation in her ears disappeared. She turned back and took a peek, and sure enough she saw that the young man had lowered his head and was concentrating on coaxing his little sister.
Although, I still glance here occasionally.
But Qin Xuanyi wasn't stupid either. She pulled Ying'er and moved her back, directly out of the range where this person could see her with her peripheral vision.
The young man frowned slightly.
The little girl held the handkerchief to cover her mouth and smiled reservedly.
This time it was the little girl's turn to peek at him secretly.
His face is not as delicate as that of the prince from the capital, and his slightly rough eyebrows are filled with the aura of a young man.
However, this man looked very polite when he smiled, and he was very patient with his little sisters, not only his own family, but also the little baby Xuan Ning who had no good face with him.
Even if the little sisters said some irritating words in a coquettish voice, he would just pinch the bridge of his nose helplessly and holding his breath, his peach blossom eyes were gentle and doting, as if he had a very good temper.
But thinking of the bloody look just now, the little girl shook her head gently. He was not good-tempered, but he was only good-tempered towards his little sister.
But soon, Qin Xuanyi no longer had the intention to look at the handsome young man - she widened her watery eyes and looked in shock at the two babies in front of her who were making milky and fuzzy mouths.
What did she just hear? !
The two babies were choosing what color sack to use to wrap the emperor's grandson in and beat him.
Xiaochayin's milky voice makes her want colorful sacks, they are colorful and come in all colors, they look great!
Next to him, Wei Zhuling frowned as he listened to his sister's request.
Baby Xuan Ning pouted in disgust, saying how could such a beautiful colorful sack be used to trap bad guys? She wants to use the ugliest bamboo pattern, well, just the one her fourth brother wears.
Next to him, Wei Zhuling looked at his chic and handsome bamboo-patterned brocade clothes: "..."
"But, the pattern of the sack is on the outside for us to see. Of course we have to choose a good-looking sack to cover the bad brother and beat him.
"No, no, no, what if the color fades? It won't look good. How can you bully a beautiful bag like this! You should use an ugly bag. If it breaks, it will break anyway!"
In the end, the two babies, who could not convince anyone, both looked at the little boy next to them.
The little girl had dark eyes and said in a sweet voice, "Brother Jingqing! What color sack should we use?"
Baby Xuanning also listened to this little cousin's words, and nodded, and asked him sweetly, "Yeah! Little cousin, what color do you think we should use for the sacks?"
Jing Qing looked at the two stumbling little sisters with helplessness on his brows. He did not answer, but looked at Wei Zhuling, "Are you really going to beat those two people?"
Yuan Ning also frowned and looked at the young man. Although she didn't say anything clearly, her eyes were stern and she clearly disagreed.
Wei Zhuling curled his lips, chuckled casually, and sneered, "Of course it's true. Could it be that I watched my sister being bullied by that idiot? This idiot can be beaten with a sack."
The young man said this in a ruthless manner, but upon closer inspection, it turned out that he was arrogant and fierce, understated yet profound, not as frivolous as an ordinary reckless young man.
Jing Qing can trust him. This kid is actually very measured. It should be said that he is very good at stepping on the bottom line.
The little boy thought for a while, then turned to meet the bright eyes of the little sisters and smiled coldly, "I choose a black sack to block the light."
(End of chapter)
