Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter

"You, you are being naughty again."

Su Qingluo shook her small body and sighed helplessly.

The little prince has grown white and tender in the past year, and he has grown a lot of flesh. He is no longer the little dumpling that is as light as a civet cat cub. Her arms are sore and numb after holding her for a while.

He blindly pretended to be a quail and refused to look up, so she could only hug him, walked to the desk, pulled the chair and sat down, and changed into a comfortable position.

Put him on your left leg and wrap your arms around him to keep him from falling.

"Originally, my sister wanted to practice walking with you. Look at you, the ground is so wet that you will slip if you are not careful. How do you practice?"

Her arm was no longer sore and numb, and she was also in the mood to tease him, wanting to see how long this stupid and cute little guy could pretend to be a quail without apologizing or admitting his mistake.

Sitting on my sister's lap was obviously not as comfortable as my sister's holding her. After a while, the little prince's legs began to tingle, and he twisted his body uncomfortably.

"Xuan'er, what do you think, do you still practice walking today?"

Su Qingluo pouted her cheeks, looked at him amusedly, and continued to tease him.

"Why don't we stop practicing? You can stay in the house by yourself, and my sister will go to help the villagers sweep the snow?"

"No, my sister won't go."

When the little prince heard that his sister wanted to leave him alone in the room again, he pursed his mouth in aggrieved manner, and raised his head tremblingly.

Su Qingluo deliberately pretended not to see his aggrieved appearance, and stood up: "The floor in the room is slippery, and I can't practice walking. My sister is wasting time in the room, why don't you go out and help your parents with work."

"No, sister doesn't leave, don't leave Xuan'er alone."

The little prince's eyes were red with anxiety, and he hugged her neck tightly and did not let go. Tears rolled in his eyelids a few times, but he couldn't hold back the tears that fell down.

"Hi, you!"

Su Qingluo's heart softened, and she couldn't bear to be harsh on him anymore, so she took out a clean handkerchief from her purse, and gently wiped his tears.

"Sister, don't go, don't go."

The little prince was sobbing, looking at her eagerly with teardrops hanging from his big eyes, determinedly waiting for her acceptance.

"Okay, my sister won't leave, my sister will stay at home with Xuan'er."

Su Qingluo sighed helplessly, finally defeated by his tears, and hugged her soft and cute body into her arms.

*****

The ground was too wet, so Su Qingluo carried the little prince to the main room, heated the kang, took off his heavy coat, and practiced walking with him.

The little prince held his sister's two hands, took a small step carefully, and moved forward in a small step, pacing back and forth in the main room, he was tired and out of breath after a while, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

"Xuan'er, are you tired, take a rest and practice again?"

Su Qingluo held his hand and walked with her back on her back. She could clearly see the beads of sweat on his forehead, and couldn't help feeling distressed.

"Not tired, my sister will accompany me for a while."

The little prince persevered hard and refused to rest.

"Xuan'er has already walked very steadily, do you want to try, let go of my sister's hand, and walk by myself?"

Su Qingluo's eyes flickered, she coaxed softly, she couldn't bear to see him practice too tired and push herself too hard.

"ah?"

The little prince blinked blankly, and subconsciously grabbed his sister's hand with his little hand, not daring to let go.

"Xuan'er, be good, trust my sister, you can do it."

Su Qingluo smiled warmly, and her soft voice was tainted with a hint of bewitchment, she backed away slowly, and let go of the little prince's hand.

"elder sister!"

The little prince panicked and subconsciously walked forward, trying to catch up with his sister.

Trembling small steps, like a toddler.

"Xuan'er, come, come to my sister."

Su Qingluo showed a triumphant smile, quickly took a few steps back, squatted down, opened his arms, and waited for him with a smile.