The Five-year-old Milk of the Xuanmen Group’s Favorite Boss - Chapter 573

Chapter 573 What kind of image do we have in Xiao Naijin’s heart

However, no matter how reluctant the family members were, the Tang family still knew what Xiao Nai was going to do today. After two days of rest, Xiao Nai now waited for Ye Changan to come over, and then she went to Shangqing Taoist Temple to find Xie Ci and Jiang Na.

When Ye Changan successfully picked up the man, the tall man squinted his eyes with a feeble smile, looking gentle and helpless, carrying his own bag and Xiao Naijin’s yellow cloth bag on his back.

Actually, the little guy wanted to carry his own carrot bag, after all, it was made for her by her little brother, the gold master.

It’s just that even Ye Chang’an, who is gentle and good-natured, hesitated for a while when he looked at the cute and explosive carrot bag. He imagined how the little bag would look on his back, and he couldn’t help resisting it. In the end, Naijin still compromised. I changed back to my little yellow bag, and decided that it would be better to carry the little bag by myself in the future.

The little guy was held in Ye Changan’s arms at this moment.

In fact, the little guy is six years old this year. Even though he is usually active, he is still a bit chubby overall. It is actually very difficult to hold him in his arms for a long time, especially with one hand.

But the tall man didn’t feel tired after holding her for a long time. Looking at his slender body hidden under his clothes, he easily held the little Naijin with one hand, and the strong muscles of the half-exposed arm bulged slightly.

He held the boarding pass, looked at the address on it, couldn’t help but sighed softly, then raised his hand, and pinched Naijin’s cheek.

The little guy looked up dissatisfied.

“Brother, if you pinch my face again, I will do it too!”

Even though she is still young, she cannot be bullied like this. This is the first time.

“It’s so fierce.”

Ye Changan spoke softly, and put down his hand obediently.

“Junior Sister, you were not like this before.”

Ye Changan spoke in a heartbroken voice.

“So brother, you didn’t realize how much you held my face and sighed all the way when you carried me out of the house, right?”

Not to be outdone, the little guy widened his eyes.

My little face will turn red from being pinched by you! Do you understand the pain? ! It hurts!

angry.

“Ah… yes.”

Ye Changan was stunned, and subconsciously thought about it.

He himself has poor perception of other things around him, so he is always confused in doing things, because for him, some things are not so necessary, and he sometimes ignores these operations subconsciously, or inadvertently Cognitive errors occur when thinking.

For example, after peeling the orange, throwing the orange petals into the trash can, and putting the orange peel into the mouth.

So regarding the fact that he had actually pinched the little guy’s face all the way, Ye Changan did it so smoothly that he didn’t even notice how many times he had pinched.

Annoyed the good-tempered little Naijin.

Tang Jin endured it, and finally couldn’t help raising his hand, and rubbed vigorously at his senior brother’s face.

The soft little hands didn’t use much strength. After rubbing the senior brother, the little guy smiled again. He looked up at Ye Chang’an inquiringly with his soft little face up.

“So what’s wrong with you, brother? Why are you moaning along the way, and the master is going to call you a little old man again, can’t it be that the roof of our Taoist temple hasn’t been repaired yet?! What about the master and the younger brother? You’re going to cry!”

Little Naijin fantasized about Taoist Sanqing and Su Qian sitting in the Taoist temple where the roof was blown away by the wind and weeping.

Ye Changan: …

I really wonder what kind of image we usually have in the hearts of junior sisters?

(end of this chapter)