Four-and-a-half-year-old baby girl: My seven brothers spoiled me after I came down from the mountain

When Ye Lingfeng heard this, she couldn't help but laugh out loud at her.

He glanced at her sideways and snorted, "You'd better find someone to back you up."

Hearing this, Porridge became proud all of a sudden. He shook his little head and his eyes were filled with anger.

She thought he was praising her for being smart.

Seeing her like this, Ye Lingfeng's mouth twitched and he pinched his brows feebly, feeling that there was nothing he could do to her.

This leaky little cotton-padded jacket is specially designed to defeat him!
He looked at Qiu Guoliang with some displeasure and complained to him: "Master, this is a little drama queen. She is the best at acting. You have to be careful and don't count the money for her after being sold."

Hearing this, Porridge's eyes suddenly widened, and she looked at him in disbelief. How could my father be like this? He actually complained!
She stared at him angrily, and when she saw Qiu Guoliang looking over, her mouth suddenly dropped, her head drooped, her eyes were covered with water, she sniffed, and said pitifully: "Master, I don't know either. That’s what daddy wants to say about me.”

"Oh, I won't betray my master. I still want to support him in his old age!"

As she said that, she hugged Qiu Guoliang's face and kissed him, looking at him softly and cutely.

Ye Lingfeng's eyelids suddenly twitched and he thought to himself that it was over.

Sure enough, the next second, Qiu Guoliang looked at him with displeased eyes.

Nonsense.

The little girl is obviously very cute and sincere, but how can she be a drama queen?

He is jealous!
Ye Lingfeng's mouth twitched, Master, please look back!
Look at her expression now!
Congee raised her eyebrows provocatively at him, stuck out her tongue, and looked proud.

Hehe, you still want to file a complaint?Let’s see how she goes back and complains!

If my master hadn't been unable to move now, it would have been my father who got beaten!

Looking at her eyes, Ye Lingfeng slapped his forehead. He was so scared that he forgot that she was too petty!

Zhao Xinghua and the others couldn't help laughing when they saw this scene.

So he still wants to sue Porridge?I don’t even want to see if his face is comparable to that of Congee!
Who is Qiu Guoliang? How could he not see that Congee is just faking it? However, the little girl has a face that takes advantage of her. Whoever wants her to be sad will have to change the person who is wronged in the end.

Unexpectedly, Ye Lingfeng, who was so impressive outside, could only feel deflated in front of his own little girl.

Still need tea.

Miserable, so miserable.

Ye Lingfeng felt the same way.

He couldn't help but roll his eyes at the sky, and couldn't help but want to slap his thigh. Why is his life so miserable!

Congee covered her mouth and laughed secretly. When she saw Qiu Guoliang looking over, he winked at him and rubbed his little head lightly on his shoulder.

The little girl said in a crisp voice: "Master, I like you!"

The voice was full of the sincere and pure joy of a child, sweet to the core, making people unable to help but feel soft.

Even Qiu Guoliang, a former iron-blooded god of war, couldn't help but soften his eyes.

He likes her too.

The two of them had a good relationship, and only Ye Lingfeng's injury was achieved.

He rolled his eyes, scorning the little dramatist Chow Chow, but there was a smile in his eyes.

Obviously, with Congee and Congee here, Master and the others no longer think about those things, and their moods suddenly feel much better.

Porridge making such a fuss is more effective than what they say.

Thinking about it, even if they talk about it, the pain of so many years cannot be easily erased.

On the contrary, it is the vitality of children that makes people feel a little hopeful.

In this regard, Congee has always done well.

Thinking of this, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Anyway, he was still the only one injured.Why!
Forget it, he has a lot, so he won’t argue with them.

Zhao Xinghua sat next to him and watched this scene with a smile.

The porridge is still great.

Congee was also sensitive to the fact that the aura of decadence on their bodies had faded a lot, and he stopped sleeping. He played tricks with them all the way, making the smiles in Qiu Guoliang's eyes never disappear.

Before I knew it, the plane landed.

Qiu Guoliang's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he became slightly nervous.

Congee glanced at him, thought for a while, and suddenly took out a few Sky Eye Talisman and gave one to each of them.

Noticing her movements, Qiu Guoliang looked over, a little confused as to what this was.

Congee winked at him mysteriously and whispered: "Master, you will know in a moment."

Now Qiu Guoliang was even more curious, and his attention couldn't help but be attracted by this talisman.

After the bed was pushed off the plane, he was about to take a good look at the new island when his eyes suddenly paused and his eyes were attracted to one place.

The only one among them who could speak exclaimed: "Xia Jin?"

The shadow in front of me is not Xia Jin or who else?
There are also people next to him, including their former colleagues, their seniors, and even the first director of the Fourth Bureau.

Haven't they all been sacrificed?
Even Qiu Guoliang's eyes widened in astonishment. He suddenly thought of something. He lowered his head and glanced at the talisman in his hand, then looked at Congee.

Porridge smiled, it was obvious that she did this.

Xia Jin also reacted and hurried to them, with a happy look on his face, "Captain Qiu, you are back too."

Like them, he was a little nervous at first and didn't dare to face the people in the fourth round.

But now, only half a month has passed, and those emotions have all disappeared.

Of course he still blamed himself, but he knew that his colleagues really didn't blame him.

He also turned his self-blame into motivation, worked hard to practice the formation, and strived to be able to exert his meager strength in future tasks, which was also a little compensation for him.

Instead of being stuck in one place and suffering from mental torture, it is better to do something practical.

Thinking about it, he also recounted his experiences during these times.

Looking at the light in his eyes, you knew that he was having a good time during this period.

Qiu Guoliang and the others couldn't help but have some expectations in their hearts.

If they could do something, they would feel better.

only……

They looked at their broken bodies and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Xia Jin died, and all his injuries disappeared. He was not affected by these and could move freely.

As for them, affected by this body, even taking care of themselves is a problem, let alone helping, so what can they do.

Thinking of this, they couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

Ye Lingfeng noticed it immediately and looked towards Congee.

Porridge touched his chin, thoughtfully.

At this time, Grandmaster floated out and whispered something in her ear. After hearing this, Congee's eyes lit up instantly.

Patting his thigh, "I know!"

Hearing her voice, several people couldn't help but look towards her.

Porridge looked at them with bright eyes and said: "Master, I know what you can do, and the role you can play is huge!" (End of Chapter)