Song God And His Little Ancestor - Chapter 47

When getting off the car, the little cutie was carried down by Xia Xiaoman, then the little cutie had a serious face and started to tidy up her clothes that were creased because she was sitting, Xia Xiaoman looked at her tying a small ponytail and knew that it should be tied by Song Jiahe.

She thought about it and squatted down to look at the little cutie, “Little cutie, do you want sister to help you tie a nice hair duck?”

Song Jiajia’s glazed pair set on her chubby face first froze, then burst out in a burst of surprise, she blinked her eyes, her long eyelashes seemed to flap in the air a few times, leaving a beautiful arc, her voice was surprised – “Can I?”

“Of course it’s okay.” Xia Xiaoman fished out two black rubber bands and a small comb from her bag, and gently moved to tie a fishbone braid for the little cutie.

She pointed to her own fishbone braid, “Just like sister’s, oh.”

The little cutie reached out and wrapped her arms around Xia Xiaoman’s neck, then kissed her on the cheek, “Crabby fairy sister.”

Seemingly a bit shy, she quickly let go and ran to Song Jiahe’s front, turning around as if she was showing off that she got the world’s most delicious candy, delightedly saying, “Gogo! Is it good!”

“Good-looking.” Song Jiahe gently patted Song Jiajia’s head, looking at Xia Xiaoman who was squatting in front of her, her smile was also gentle by three points, “Thank you.”

Xia Xiaoman shrugged, tilted her head, pursed her lips and smiled, signaling her acceptance of this thank you.

Song Jiajia also has a small backpack that looks like a bee and has two wings.

Song Jiahe took out a small yellow hat from the bag, “But, also with a hat oh.”

Song Jiajia was not very happy, but still let Song Jiahe put the hat on her, she picked up the small backpack, and then bumblingly took Xia Xiaoman’s hand, “Sister, let’s go.”

Pulling her, she rushed straight inside.

“Good.” Then turned his head to look at Song Jiahe, who also followed in stride.

The original is the weekend, many parents are bringing their children over to the zoo for a walk.

According to reason, Song Jiahe should walk on the other side of Song Jiajia, but Xia Xiaoman also did not notice that the teenager strolled behind the two.

Xia Xiaoman was originally worried that holding Song Jiajia all the time like this would make her uncomfortable.

Unexpectedly Song Jiajia, the little cutie, suddenly stopped and then said in a soft voice: “Sister, wait.”

Under Xia Xiaoman’s astonished eyes, she took out a long strip of cloth and handed it to Song Jiahe, “Gogo, here.”

Song Jiahe laughed out loud, “Good.”

Ten slender fingers, after tying a bow on Song Jiajia’s wrist, then looked at Xia Xiaoman, “Hand out.”

Xia Xiaoman has never brought up a child, naturally she did not know there were such things, she stretched out her left hand, “What for duck?”

I saw Song Jiahe slightly hanging his head, he tied the other end of the “rope” on Xia Xiaoman’s hand.

His fingers seemed a little warm, but touching Xia Xiaoman’s cold skin, it seems to be burning.

“Slipping baby gods.” Song Jiahe some funny, this thing or Song Jiajia deliberately find out, mainly because she thought to hold Xia Xiaoman’s hand, but afraid of their hands sore and sore, they pestered Song Jiahe to find her the same thing.

“? Why does it feel like walking a dog?” Xia Xiaoman snickered.

“Soon, you will know whether you are slipping her, or she is slipping you.”

Leaving the question, he flicked Xia Xiaoman’s bare forehead and laughed warmly, “Go ahead.”

“So are you going to call me Pikachu again.”

The other hand was raised to pinch the cheeks of Song Jiahe, which was silky smooth and cold, but she didn’t think about it at this time, just pinched his face and shook it, “I’m going, hurry up and follow.”

As soon as she let go, she was tugged by Song Jiajia.

Xia Xiaoman’s strength is not great, but Song Jiajia, the strength can be great.

“Heh.” Song Jiahe raised his hand and touched his face, then laughed in a low voice, listening to Song Jiajia shouting in front of him, “Guoguo, quickly follow the spicy.”

“Song Jiahe, hurry up.” The same enemy.

Looking at a small and large people in front of them, Song Jiahe looked up at the sky again.

Under the blue sky, the white clouds seem to have more of a sense of thickness, the wind blowing the young girl’s scattered hair.

Her eyebrows arched, a gentle smile, and Song Jiajia spoke in a softened voice.

Tracing the figure in front of him step by step in his memory, he was thinking – if… If he could also be at Song Jiajia’s age, meet such a brilliant as the sun, a heart of his people, is not a lot of things will not happen.

“Sister, deer deer.” The little cutie stood in front of the giraffe and lifted her head happily, “Sister!”

“Sister hug you.” Xia Xiaoman was about to pick up Song Jiajia, but Song Jiahe picked her up first and said to Xia Xiaoman, “She’s gained weight again recently, she’s heavy.”

“Jiajia is not heavy! Gogo is heavy!” Song Jiajia was not happy, she pulled a face, the corners of her mouth were curved, “Stinky brother.”

“…. Hahaha.”

Xia Xiaoman glanced at Song Jiahe, then said to Song Jiajia, “Right oh, the little cutie can be light.”

She took the branch and handed it to Song Jiajia, who wanted to feed the giraffe with her mind on it.

Song Jiajia seems to be particularly liked by the animals, touched the giraffe, she “Gege” laughing, a bit like the crisp sound of silver bells striking, leaving, Song Jiajia was put down, she does not want to be held, to walk on their own.

Xia Xiaoman looked at Song Jiajia, who was walking happily in front of her, and then looked at Song Jiahe, who was walking beside her, and she asked, “The little cutie loves animal ducks.”

“Well, she has a housebreaking dog.”

Song Jiahe mentioned the dog he kept in the old house and felt his brain throb a little.

He was not considered to like animals, every time he passed, that two-ha had to stick up and pamper.

Raising an animal is to cultivate Song Jiajia’s sympathy and patience, and Song Jiajia has done that, after all, the family is special, and raising a dog can protect Song Jiajia.

“I also want to raise Erha, but there is no time to take care of spicy, and my parents are not willing to let me raise.” Xia Xiaoman mentions Erha with a face of envy.

“Indeed.”

Song Jiajia looked up at the white tiger in the glass window, her little face pressed against the glass, “Hoo hoo. (Huhuhu)”

“Sister! Hoo-hoo!”

The big white tiger was originally lazily lying on the grass, and when it saw a little cute squeezing its little face to see it, it also proudly shook its body and walked to that spot.

Song Jiajia raised her hand and greeted adorably, “Hoo-hoo, hello duck.”

The big white tiger also did not know what the human in front of him wanted to express, then it raised its paw paw and pressed on that small hand, through the glass, one person and one tiger seemed to be shaking hands.

Xia Xiaoman felt that this scene was really about to be cute to her, then she picked up her phone and took a picture, and heard the little cutie turn her head to Song Jiahe and say – “Guoguo, let’s raise a hoo-hoo at home too.”

….

“No, you already have Qiqi.”

Seventy-seven, the name of that two-ha.

—— off-topic — —

July 8th duck ~ the last day of the entrance exams!!! The duck!

However the dog author has to make up for two consecutive exams T T.