Sweet and Soft Girl is Six Years Old: The Whole People Are Addicted To Raising Daughters - Chapter 457

Red cheeks, such as cooked crayfish.

Pei Yan didn’t resist the temptation, and pinched it, feeling the temperature on Xiao Mianhua’s face.

Interrupted by Pei Yan, Xu Zimian regained the rhythm of breathing.

The small eyes passed through Brother Ayan’s shoulders and fell on the shadows that came.

“Brother Ayan…” Xu Zimian blinked frantically, reminding him with his eyes.

Too bad it’s too late.

Xu Jinming, who rushed over, opened his bows left and right, pinched Pei Yan’s face, and said with twitching eyebrows: “Let me go!”

Oh, wicked great weasel!

He only went out for half an hour, how dare he do anything to his precious sister at his house? !

His eyes fell on the claws of the big weasel. In order to avoid future troubles, it would be safer to cut it off as soon as possible.

Without looking back, just listening to the voice, Pei Yan instantly recognized that it was Xu Jinming.

My heart was screaming bad, and I was actually bewitched by the excellent atmosphere. I forgot that I was in Xiao Mian’s house at the moment, and Xu Jinming, the left-behind eldest child, would fall from the sky and emerge from the soil at any time.

Slowly loosening Xiao Mianhua’s face, he lost his warm and tender hand, and there was no trace of loss in his eyes.

Staring at the cooperation of the big weasel, Xu Jinming is gearing up, it’s time for some communication between men!

Waving at the baby sister, Xu Jinming urged: “Little cotton is good, the next scene is too explosive, it is not good for children to watch.”

Pei Yan blinked and asked for help silently: Xiao Mianhua, you won’t be so cruel to me, will you die?

Xu Zimian smiled and hugged Xu Jinming’s palm, wanting to take over the bag hanging on Xu Jinming’s arm, and said flatteringly, “Please help brother Ming to buy something, I’ll carry it.”

How can I be so tired of my sister?

Xu Jinming held his sister’s hand carefully, and stretched out the other hand to catch the big weasel.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Xu Zimian hurriedly took half a step to the side to block Brother Ming’s outstretched hand.

Turning slightly to his side, he smiled and said, “Brother Ayan, you go back to the piano room first, and I’ll be back later.”

Xu Jinming opened his teeth and danced his claws, looking at the back of the big weasel unwillingly.

He snorted and pulled out his hands, helplessly staring at his baby.

Xu Zimian blinked frantically, and looked into the bag curiously, “What did you buy?”

“Humph.” Xu Jinming asked, resisting Xiao Mianhua’s hand that wanted to reach into the bag, “What’s the plan of the big weasel suddenly mentioning you are eighteen?”

The most important thing is that the big weasel proposed that he was eighteen years old, why did his sister suddenly blush? !

So suspicious!

“No, no, no…” Xu Zimian tried to pass the test. “The third is my birthday. Brother Ayan is wishing me a happy birthday in advance.”

“Huh?” Xu Jinming squinted suspiciously.

As far as the ulterior motives of the big weasel are concerned, he would easily let go of the good day of his diligence and wish Xiao Mian a happy birthday in advance?

Really suspicious!

Looking at Xiao Mianhua earnestly turning over the bag and her fluffy head, Xu Jinming smiled dotingly.

Forget it, since Xiao Mian didn’t want to say anything, he didn’t ask.

Handed the bag with various snacks to Xu Zimian, “Go and share it with Tangtang, I’ll squeeze some juice.”

Oh, it’s time to squeeze a cup for the big weasel for an unforgettable drink, and drink the juice of the sky.

The big weasel is really good, and behind his back, he shares a secret with Little Cotton.

Xu Zimian held her pocket, waved to Xu Jinming cutely, and trotted away.

I didn’t expect time to go by so quickly, and in the blink of an eye, I was eighteen years old.

As for the answer…

When the concert is over, she will tell her brother Ayan well about her feelings.

March 3rd at 7pm.

There is a long queue outside the Yunhuan theme park, which can accommodate 50,000 people.

As a fan of the lucky band, how can you not know that today is not only the end of the tour concert, but also Xiao Mian’s eighteenth birthday.

Xu Ruyi stood at the forefront, and with the help of several senior members of the Little Cotton Support Association, distributed the prepared T-shirts to everyone.

“My support uniform?”

The sudden sound startled Xu Ruyi.

He turned around, quickly grabbed the person’s hand, and turned into the corner.

Carefully stick out your head, make sure there is no one following you, and exhale slowly.

He glanced helplessly, “I’m not afraid of being recognized, be careful to be chased and intercepted, and you won’t be able to enter the venue.”

Pulling down the scarf and taking off the sunglasses, it is a small cotton!

Xu Zimian took the T-shirt out of the bag, “Don’t worry, my disguise is perfect.”

Xu Ruyi sighed again, and warned earnestly: “In the eyes of a senior fan like me, no matter how you pretend to be, it’s no different from wearing no clothes, I can recognize it at a glance.”

Xu Zimian said “Huh” in disgust, “Who would wander the streets without clothes on?”

“It’s not important.” Xu Ruyi waved his hand, “What matters is the meaning conveyed in the words.”

“Wow!”

Xu Zimian didn’t pay attention to Xu Ruyi’s words at all. She shook off the T-shirt and exclaimed in amazement after seeing the print.

The T-shirt is just a simple white T-shirt. In order to facilitate people of different body shapes and different dresses, it can be easily slipped in and made very big.

On the back is the logo of the lucky band and the Q version of the four-person villain.

Xu Zimian, who was wearing a pink cake skirt, was half a step ahead and stood at the front.

Blinking his right eye, holding the microphone in his hand, simple notes popped out of his head.

Pei Yan, who was holding a guitar, stood beside Xu Zimian with a smirk.

One hand was in his trouser pocket, and the other wanted to hit the top of Xu Zimian’s hair.

Tang Tang, who was beside Pei Yan, was furious, raised the drumstick in his hand, and wanted to hammer Pei Yan’s dog head.

Bastard dog Pei Yan, retract your paws for me!

Jiang Yu, who was standing on the other side of Xu Zimian, was holding Bass, his hair drooping like a dog.

A drop of sweat overflowed, vividly depicting his helplessness when he wanted to persuade him, but he couldn’t do anything.

Alas, gods fight, mortals do not disturb!

The painter is obviously a senior fan of the lucky band, and he painted the expressions of the four people vividly.

On the front of the T-shirt, it reads: Little Cotton, Happy Birthday!

Seems a little sparkly?

Xu Zimian curiously scratched the handwriting with her fingernails.

Xu Ruyi quickly grabbed Xu Zimian’s restless hand and explained, “It uses a special dye that will glow in the dark as the temperature rises.”

He hummed and touched the tip of his nose, “I wanted to give you a surprise, but I didn’t know that someone was not wearing makeup backstage and sneaking out to play.”

Xu Zimian hugged Xu Ruyi, “I like this surprise very much, but…” The conversation changed, and he said hesitantly, “Is it too expensive?”

“It’s alright!” Xu Ruyi waved his hand vigorously, “The cost of one item is only about twenty yuan.”

“I originally wanted to raise funds, and there were a few local tyrant fans who waved their hands and directly contracted.”

Xu Zimian looked at the time and patted Xu Ruyi’s hand, “Sister Ruyi, please send me a copy of the contact information of the fans who paid for it.”

Raising the T-shirt in his hand, “I accept this gift!”

“Small…”

Xu Ruyi didn’t finish her words, and saw Xu Zimian turn into the stadium through the side door.