Chapter 879: Chapter 883 What a bold combination! Chapter 879: Chapter 883 What a bold combination! “Eh? Pretty brother?” Xiao Shumiao’s eyes went wide the mont she saw Feng Yi.
She stood frozen at the corner of the stairs for a second before snapping back to reality and imdiately scurried down the stairs with her short little legs.
“Xiao Shu, slow down, don’t trip,” Ye Xingbei quickly called out to her.
“Okay, Mommy,” replied Xiao Shumiao, her mouth saying one thing but her feet racing even faster, barreling down the stairs before charging straight toward Feng Yi like a little cannonball.
She stopped in front of Feng Yi and looked up at him.
Feng Yi was quite tall, at least 185 centiters.
Xiao Shumiao was just at the average height of a four-year-old child. Standing in front of Feng Yi, she had to crane her neck to properly see his face because she stood too close.
Seeing her struggling to look up, Feng Yi crouched down, tugging at the corner of his mouth, “Good day, Young Master.”
Xiao Shumiao reached out and cautiously touched Feng Yi’s face.
It was soft, smooth, and even warm.
“Wow!” Xiao Shumiao exclaid, turning back to look at Gu Junzhu and Ye Xingbei: “Daddy, Mommy, a living pretty brother!”
Ye Xingbei: “…”
What else?
Xiao Shumiao continued: “I dreamt about a pretty brother. I could only see him, not touch him. As soon as I touched him, he disappeared, and it really scared !”
Ye Xingbei: “…”
So that’s how it was.
Gu Junzhu couldn’t help but laugh at her words “it really scared .”
The adorable babble of a child speaking seriously is the cutest.
Suddenly, Xiao Shumiao rembered sothing, turned back, grabbed Feng Yi’s hand, and pulled it open to look at his palm.
Feng Yi’s palm had a burn that had been treated with dicine, very good dicine, but it was still short of ti and hadn’t completely healed.
With her chubby little hands cradling Feng Yi’s palm, Xiao Shumiao stared for a while before raising her head to look at Feng Yi, her eyes rimd in red, “Pretty brother, does it hurt?”
“It doesn’t hurt anymore,” Feng Yi said, looking at her delicate little gestures, shaking his head, smiling—a heart instantly softened to an unbelievable degree—”Brother has put dicine on, it doesn’t hurt at all now.”
Xiao Shumiao thought for a mont, “Shall I blow on it for brother? If I blow on it, it won’t hurt.”
She held Feng Yi’s hand and gently blew on it a few tis.
Feng Yi spoke softly: “It really doesn’t hurt at all now, thank you, little brother.”
“Little brother?” Xiao Shumiao looked up at him: “I don’t want to be the little brother; little brothers are like little chicks.”
Ye Xingbei: “…”
Son!
You, you, you…
Feng Yi was stunned, feeling sowhat awkward, “Oh, then, what’s your na?”
“I’m Ye Yiyang!” Xiao Shumiao introduced her na with pride: “But mommy calls Xiao Shu, daddy calls Xiao Shumiao, and cousin brother calls Xiao Bao… Oh, right, pretty brother, I also have a super super cute dog. My dog’s na is Lu Maomao.”
Xiao Shumiao sounded a bit sad: “But I haven’t seen Lu Maomao for a very long ti, I miss it so much!”
Feng Yi: “…”
Humans nad Xiao Shu and dogs nad Lu Maomao, what a carefree combo!
You just can’t help but think of that kind of unwanted thing.
Feng Yi looked at Xiao Shumiao with an indescribable gaze, opened his mouth but didn’t know what to say.
Gu Junzhu walked over, bent down, and hauled Xiao Shumiao into his arms, giving her a little pinch on the tip of her nose, “Baby, you’re not called Ye Yiyang anymore; you’re called Gu Yiyang. Rember that, don’t get it wrong next ti.”
“Gu Yiyang? Why?” Xiao Shu blinked, “Ye Yiyang sounds nice, Daddy, Xiao Shu’s na is nice, and Lu Maomao’s na is nice too!”
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