Four and a Half Years Old Prophet is Pampered by Ten Brothers

  Chapter 1445 Brother becomes smaller: Pinch

  Thinking of the past when the seniors always pinched their faces, then look at the twelfth senior in his arms, the eleventh senior whose face was pinned down, and the tenth senior who looked at her stupidly.

   "Hey." Qin Lele smiled badly.

  Gongsun Yu: I suddenly have a bad feeling.

  The next second, someone pinched his fleshy cheeks and squeezed them hard a few times.

   "You can't pinch."

   Gongsun Yu stretched out his hand and pushed her, "I don't like you anymore if you're like this."

   "Humph!"

  After he said this, Qin Lele squeezed harder.

  Recalling that they always rubbed their faces before, she put Zhong Lixiao down again, patted Gongsun Yu's face with both hands, and rubbed vigorously.

  Gongsun Yu desperately pushed her away, but couldn't push her away no matter what.

   "Hahaha!" Qin Lele wanted to scream up to the sky.

  At this time, someone hugged her thigh. Looking down, it was Senior Brother Xiaokuibao.

  This brother was really cute when he was young, just like Yutuan. She always cried again, her eyes were moist, and she looked very pitiful.

   Now, he looked at Qin Lele with aggrieved eyes.

   "Why only pinch him and not me, don't you like me too?"

   As she spoke, her eye sockets turned red again, and soon there were tears in her eyes, which would never fall.

  Qin Lele hurriedly pinched his face lightly.

   Be good, so the twelve senior brothers were so soft and cute and easy to bully when they were young?

  She remembered that when she grew up, Brother Twelve was often laughed at because of his physical problems. In this situation, the average person will have two development directions.

   Wronged, his personality became more and more autistic, both a crying bag and a pitiful one.

  Or, the character becomes vindictive, if you laugh at me, I will beat you, and if you laugh again, I will beat you until your parents don’t know each other.

  Senior Brother Twelfth is a person who can beat people while whimpering.

   But obviously, Zhong Lixiao was just a sensitive dumpling who was abandoned by his family when he was a child.

   After rubbing Zhongli and laughing, Qin Lele rubbed Ji Ting's face again.

   Later, Ji Ting was 2.3 meters tall. But now, he is just a thick and dark lump, and the flesh on his cheeks is still soft.

   This dream is too weird, Qin Lele thought.

  She knew that Ji Ting met his master when he was a teenager, and no one had seen him when he was four or five years old.

  However, it would be great if the wandering tenth brother was really dark, fat and healthy when he was a child.

  Gongsun Yu didn't want to be rubbed in the face at first, but his seniors pouted like this, "If you really want to pinch my face, it's not impossible."

  He looked at Qin Lele arrogantly, "Then I will pinch your face too. I always feel that we have met somewhere, and I want to pinch your face."

  It's okay not to mention it, but when Qin Lele mentions it, she immediately thinks of the past, and she immediately rubs Gongsun Yu over.

  Afterwards, she ate with a few dumplings and took away Gongsun Yu's chicken legs, so she took a few dumplings to find other senior brothers and sisters.

  Not long after going out, I saw a little boy sitting under a tree, about four years old, reading a book.

  Even if he was sitting on the ground, he straightened his back, looking cold and rigorous, with a cool little face.

   "Which brother is this?"

  Why doesn't she remember that there is this type of brother?

  At this time, Gongsun Yu rushed over cheerfully.

   "Fifth Junior Brother, we have a beautiful young lady here at the Taoist temple, do you want to meet her?"

  The young version of Su He glanced at him coldly, then at Qin Lele coldly, and continued to read with his head down.

  Qin Lele: OoO

  What did she hear?

  Who is this cool little dumpling?

  (end of this chapter)