Big Guys'Little Milk Group is a Black Heart Lotus

"Soft, have you got up?" outside the door, a gentle voice sounded with a little care.

Just put the brick machine back into the belly of the puppet rabbit, Su Ruan was stunned.

This is

The voice of four brothers.

She hurriedly rolled to the bedside. As soon as her short legs like tender lotus roots swayed, she jumped onto the pink thick pure wool carpet.

Running towards the door, he said happily, "four pots, get up!"

As soon as the door opened, I saw Su Yan's flamboyant light cherry pink hair outside. When I looked carefully, I found that he was a little dark blue, his hair was messy, and even his handsome face was a little red and swollen.

Su Ruan has some doubts. Isn't the fourth brother gone?

Why are you back?

How is the redness and swelling on the face? Was it beaten by the big brother?

Su Ruan thinks it's very possible that no one dares to touch a finger of the arrogant and domineering fourth brother except the eldest brother.

Su Yan bowed his head and looked at Su's soft and shiny eyes. The feeling of regret began to fill his heart.

Unconsciously squatting down, "soft, sorry, did my brother kick you just now hurt?"

Su Ruan pouted and nodded seriously, "well, it hurts. The soft little ass is about to blossom."

Su Yan felt even more guilty. He wanted to apologize, but he thought it was just a dry apology. It was too insincere.

Just as he was struggling, Su's soft eyes turned, "can four pots hold soft? Four pots hold soft, soft doesn't hurt!"

The tangled look on Su Yan's face suddenly let go, and the moving emotion spread in his heart. Brother was right to beat him. How can he be such an asshole?

Xiao Ruan was so cute, but he kicked her out.

He reached out and picked up the small ball and held it in his arms. As he walked downstairs, he asked, "soft, you play the piano very well. Who did you learn from?"

"Eh?" Su Ruan looked at Su Yan suspiciously. "Four pots and pans, do you know wo can play the piano?"

Su Yan told Cheng Yanqing exactly what she was looking for, and then asked, "Ruan, how did you go back to the restaurant to play the piano?"

"Because wo wants to invite big pot to dinner!" Su Ruan said very seriously, "I have no money, so I discussed with the store manager's aunt. I play a song for a meal with big pot."

Su Yan looked at Su Ruan's proud appearance in his arms. He was sour in his heart. His eldest brother was too shameless. He asked Xiao Ruan to play the piano and invite him to dinner!

Between them, they had walked to the downstairs living room.

In the living room, Su Yiqing is already chatting with Cheng Yanqing, and it can be seen that they are talking happily.

Seeing Su Yan holding Su Ruan down, Su Yiqing's face suddenly became cold. He directly stood up and robbed Su Ruan from Su Yan's arms. "Ruan, aunt Xiang didn't wait for you to get up? How did he let him hold you down?"

Su Yan only felt that his hand was empty. The feeling of soft Dudu and the good smell of milk fragrance immediately left him, and his heart was empty.

He had an unspeakable taste in his heart. Listening to Su Yiqing's words, he was even more uncomfortable. "Su Yiqing, I'm also a soft brother. Why can't I hold her!"

Su Yiqing's warning eyes fell on Su Yan, "I'm afraid you'll go crazy and kick my baby sister away again."

Su Yan took a look at Cheng Lao from the corner of his eye. His face was blue and white for a while. He was so angry that he wanted to explode, but he couldn't refute it. He couldn't hold back.

"Hahaha..." the old man's laughter eased the tense atmosphere between the two. "Mr. Su, the way your brothers get along is really enviable."

"Let Cheng Lao laugh." Su Yiqing turned and sat on the sofa, while Su Ruan sat on his lap.

"Ruan Ruan, this is Mr. Cheng Yanqing, our Chinese piano master." Su Yiqing introduced to Su Ruan Ruan.

"Grandpa Cheng, the nest is Su Ruan." Su Ruan's voice made Cheng Yanqing smile.

"Soft is good." Cheng Yanqing said with a smile, "little soft, Grandpa saw a video of you playing the piano on the Internet. He wants to ask you who you learned the piano from?"

"Dean Ma Ma." Su Ruan said without hesitation.

"We lost her when she was a year old and found her recently. She had grown up in a welfare home for the past three years." Su Yiqing explained when he saw that Cheng Yanqing had doubts about Su Ruan's words.

"Ha ha, I see." Cheng Yanqing continued to ask, "what tunes have the Dean taught?"

"Little star, there is only a good mother in the world, Lu Binghua..." Xiaotuan broke his chubby fingers and counted. Finally, the whole meat hand shook in front of Cheng Yanqing. "The President Ma Ma taught five songs in total!"

Cheng Yanqing thought that a piano master, Da Yin, went to the city to be the dean of the welfare home and taught Su Ruan, the closed disciple, but when he heard that the five songs counted by Xiao Ruan were nursery rhymes that were not even at the entry level, his doubts were even more serious.

He was stunned and asked again, "who taught Ruan Ruan Ruan the song she played in the restaurant that day?"

Little soft said seriously, "Grandpa Cheng, no one taught that song, soft da. It's made up by soft mail!"

The shock and surprise in Cheng Yanqing's eyes can be seen by the naked eye. When he watched the video, he only felt that Su Ruan's fingering was skilled and fluent, and his piano attainments were very high, but unexpectedly, this four-year-old Tuanzi was able to arrange music by himself.

His original intention to discuss with Su Ruan changed. He stood up and formally saluted Su Ruan, "the old man wants to worship Ruan as a teacher. I wonder if Ruan Ruan can accept the old man as an apprentice?"

Su Yiqing and Su Yan were stunned by his worship.

Although they both know a little piano, they can't talk about how profound their attainments are. At this time, when they saw the top piano masters in China and wanted to worship their four-year-old sister as their teacher, they suddenly felt proud and proud.

Su Ruan calmly touched the little tug on his head and said in some embarrassment, "Grandpa Cheng, the nest can't accept you as an apprentice! The nest is still a baby and has to go to the young goose garden. There's no time to teach grandpa!"

A room full of stunned people were amused by her childlike words.

Cheng Yanqing didn't insist. He laughed and said, "well, our soft baby is very busy. When the soft baby doesn't go to school, can grandpa come to play the piano with you?"

Little soft nodded hard, "Kuo Yida, Kuo is Grandpa Cheng. Soft home doesn't have a piano."

"Yes, yes, we have a piano in the basement. I'll let someone move it out later." Su Yan said quickly.

Su Yiqing frowned slightly and looked at him with disgust. "Where can I use the broken wood you used before for my sister? Don't delay my sister to become a piano master."

He directly dialed the assistant, "Fu Wen, you should contact the best piano manufacturer immediately. I want the best piano, regardless of the price and speed."

Su Yan is unwilling to show weakness and asks his agent to arrange to buy the best piano.

Cheng Yanqing couldn't help laughing after staring at the two rich and wayward brothers.