Dad's Tianting Taobao Store

Chapter 22 Others beat their chests with fists and fists, but Xiaoqi is crushed with boulders
Hearing this voice, Xiao Ming felt a little familiar.

Before he could go to open the door, there was already a knock on the door.

The loud voice of the Dragon King of the West Sea came from outside.

"Xiao Qi, grandpa is here to see you! Xiao Qi, are you inside?"

What happened to the Dragon King of the West Sea?

Didn't you just come here yesterday to rain on the yard?Why are you here again so soon?

When they were asked to help before, no one was happy, why are they so active now?

Xiao Ming asked Xiao Qi to continue practicing calligraphy, got up and opened the door, the Dragon King of the West Sea who was knocking on the door saw him, greeted him casually, and kept looking into the room.

"Xiaoqi, grandpa is here to see you."

Seeing that Xiao Qi was sitting inside and learning to write, her face suddenly turned into an old chrysanthemum with a smile, and she walked inside.

Xiao Ming stood in front of him.

"What do you want to do?"

"Of course I came to see Xiaoqi." Said the Dragon King of the West Sea.

Xiao Ming pointed to the little dragon standing beside him. "What I'm asking is, what's going on here?"

The Dragon King of Xihai smiled and said: "This is my grandson, Kuang'er, I'll bring him here to meet Xiaoqi and be a companion."

Xiao Ming heard it, but he didn't believe it. His purpose was that simple?
When the dragon kings left last time, they still tried their best to coax Xiao Qi to go to the Dragon Palace, but now they brought their grandson here the next day, and the purpose is very obvious.

Xiaolong stood outside the door, his eyes turned around to look at everything in the room, his eyes fell on Xiao Qi, and his face lit up.

Xiao Ming gritted his teeth.

At such a young age, how dare you pay attention to Xiao Qi?
Tired of living?

The Dragon King brought Xiaolong into the house, and the boy ran to Xiaoqi, but seeing that Xiaoqi's attention was not on him, he was a little dissatisfied.

Deliberately said: "Who wrote this? It's ugly."

Xiaoqi heard the words and retorted: "This is the handwriting written by Papa, and Papa's handwriting is the most beautiful."

"Hmph!" Xiaolong said, "It's not as good as what I wrote. If you don't believe me, I'll write it for you."

Talking about going to grab the ballpoint pen in Xiaoqi's hand.

The gifts Xiao Ming brought to Xiao Qi from the mortal world, she carefully protected each of them, seeing that he was going to snatch it, Xiao Qi dodged for a while.

The little dragon rushed to nothing, and suddenly became a little annoyed.

"Isn't it just a pen? What's the big deal?"

Seeing that Xiaoqi no longer paid attention to him, he wanted to get her attention.

Xiao Ming watched from the side, applauding Xiao Qi secretly.

Nowadays, the little boy really likes whoever he likes, and he makes trouble for whoever he likes. It seems that not only the children in the mortal world are like this, but even the grandson of the Dragon King.

Seeing that Xiao Qi ignored him, the little dragon turned around and grabbed the desk Xiao Qi used to write.

"Do you believe I can lift it with one hand?"

Seeing that Xiaoqi didn't speak, he was even more angry, and with all his strength, he supported the table with both hands to lift it up.

Seeing this, the Dragon King of Xihai said very proudly: "Look at it, Kuang'er's strength is really great."

Xiao Ming just smiled and didn't speak.

No matter how strong he is, can he compare to Xiao Qi?
Thinking of Xiao Qi's ability to easily resist the white tiger's attack, compared with the little dragon in front of him, it should be more than enough, right?

Others are beating their chests with small fists, but Xiao Qi is a boulder in his chest, right?
Sure enough, Xiao Qi was copying Xiao Ming's notes, when the table was shaken, her little face suddenly wrinkled.

Xiaolong still refused to let it go, so Xiao Qi put one hand on the table and directly pushed back the table that had just been raised.

Xiaolong didn't expect that he would fail, so he froze for a moment.

Even the Dragon King of the West Sea didn't expect to stay where he was.

Xiao Ming smiled, and said very modestly: "By the way, I forgot to tell you, my Xiao Qi is not weak."

He just said it casually, but after the little dragon heard it, he seemed to have hurt his self-esteem, and said dissatisfied: "You are so strong, so let's compare it?"

Xiao Qi was a little hesitant.

Xiaolong challenged: "Don't you dare?"

Xiao Qi looked at Xiao Ming questioningly.

"Papa, can you compare yourself to him for being stingy?"

"Of course." Xiao Ming patted her head and told her, "Be careful, don't get hurt."

The Dragon King of Xihai said proudly: "Don't worry, Kuang'er will take care of Xiaoqi and won't let her get hurt."

Xiao Ming said: "I mean, tell Xiaoqi not to hurt your grandson, the medical expenses are a bit expensive."

"Got it, Baba."

Xiao Qi nodded, two dimples appeared on the corners of her mouth.

Xiaolong didn't want to see this, but was very angry.

"I'll brag!"

As he spoke, he walked to the corner, lifted a table, and said triumphantly, "Can you lift it up?"

Xiao Qi looked at it, and when he lifted it with his hand, the table was lightly lifted up, turned his head with a careful face, and asked with some doubts: "Is this so?"

The little dragon froze for a moment, then hurried to the other side and tried another table.

"You won't be able to lift this!"

Xiao Qi carefully put down the table in his hand, then walked over and lifted it gently, looking relaxed.

"Impossible!" the little dragon shouted in disbelief.

The Dragon King of the West Sea was already dumbfounded, because from the appearance of Xiaoqi, it was not proportional to her strength at all.

Xiao Qi put down the table in her hands, and said, "Can you lift Xiao Hua up?"

She pointed to Xiao Bai who was lying on the chair.

Xiaolong suddenly became proud.

"What's so hard about this?"

Xiaoqi's voice was childish, but her tone was very serious. "If you lose, you have to apologize to Papa."

"why?"

Xiaoqi said seriously: "Don't say that Baba's handwriting is not good-looking, Baba's handwriting is the most beautiful."

Xiao Ming was slightly surprised, he didn't expect Xiao Qi to agree to compete with Long because of this, and he has always defended himself.

There was warmth in his heart.

The Dragon King of the West Sea leaned over with a look of envy.

"Xiao Qi is really too cute, if only he could enter my Dragon Palace."

"Cuteness is [-]% cuteness, but don't even think about going to Dragon Palace." Xiao Ming glanced at him and said, "You can't even beat Xiaoqi, Dragon King, you grandson still needs to go back to practice."

When the Dragon King heard this, he was both envious and dissatisfied.

The little dragon over there saw the little white cat the size of a palm, and was about to avenge his shame.

"Just wait and see!"

As soon as he walked over, the little white cat lying on the chair suddenly stood up, stretched its limbs lazily, and let out a low growl. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a huge white tiger with two wings, majestic and majestic.

Tong Ling's big eyes stared at the little dragon in front of him.

Xiaolong was instantly frightened and did not dare to move.

"What is this?!" His face was pale.

Xiao Qi touched the tiger's fluffy fur.

"Little flower, isn't it cute? Let you touch it."

She pulled the white tiger's paw and placed it in front of Xiaolong.

Xiaolong was so frightened that his whole body became stiff and his face was pale. Just looking at the ferocious tiger in front of him, he was about to cry.

Seeing that he didn't touch it, Xiaoqi could only ask softly, "Can you lift it up? Like this."

As she spoke, she let the tiger lie on the table, and lifted the table with the white tiger on it with ease.

Her enormous strength was in stark contrast to her petite body.

The little dragon was instantly frightened and dumbfounded, unable to speak for a long time.

(End of this chapter)