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

The little milk baby thinks that A Jian has become talkative recently.

Although he still said few things, his tone was very blunt, and he was always stern, but he didn't seem to be as annoying as before.

At this moment, A Jian, who is not that annoying, brought the freshly made dim sum and put them on the dim sum shelf one by one.

The dim sum shelf has multiple layers. He carefully placed the dim sum at a height that the little milk baby could easily hold, and then pushed the shelf to the little milk baby's side.

The little nanny was sitting on the sofa with her legs hanging in the air, shaking freely for several times, and when she stretched her little hand, she could get a snack.

Qin Jian was sitting opposite her with restraint, staring at her silently.

After his daughter had eaten several pieces, he asked in a low voice, "What do you want to know about Qin Tiangao?"

He gave the eldest son a reminder, but he didn't expect his daughter to meet the lobby brother in the end.

Although the nephew's character is weird and even formed a force with blurred borders in the Li Kingdom, he does not think that the other party will harm the Qin family.

He also did not allow the other party to harm the Qin family.

Qin Jian thought to himself, since the two had met each other, maybe his daughter would really like to know Qin Tiangao's experience, etc., or ask him why he was sick.

The little milk baby said crisply: "Why is he so beautiful?"

Qin Jian: "..."

He really hasn't considered this issue.

"Ajian, why don't you speak?"

Sweeping over with big eyes, full of expectation.

"It may be because," Qin Jian thought about his remarks, "genetic inheritance."

"Gene?"

Suddenly, Qin Jian's daughter was still very young, and she didn't seem to understand genes.

He racked his brains to think about it again, and put it in another way, "It means that if his parents are good, he won't be bad."

To this end, Qin Ping also gave an explanation.

"I am like a mother, and Qin Ping is like me. In appearance, Qin Yan is like a father, and Qin Youxian is like Qin Yan. But in the color of the pupil, Qin Youran is like my father, and so is Qin Tiangao, with very shallow pupils. In appearance, Qin Tiangao resembles his mother."

After explaining, Qin Jian was a little nervous again. He picked up a glass of water and seemed to be drinking water. Yu Guang had been paying attention to the reaction of the little milk baby.

He was unable to determine whether his daughter was satisfied with this answer.

"Did Gao Gege's hemp that day also have silver-white hair and eyebrows?"

Qin Jian was surprised.

"Do you think his hair looks good?"

"Yes, it's like a river made up of stars. It's beautiful during the day, and it's definitely beautiful at night."

However, it was Qin Tiangao's hair color that changed after he fell ill.

It was a disease that cannot be cured by modern medicine. Qin Tiangao suffered from the disease since he was a child, and it was determined that he would not live to be thirty years old.

Qin Jian hesitated, he didn't want to tell his daughter such cruel facts.

He hesitated for too long, and the little milk baby couldn't wait, jumped off the sofa, and ran to him quickly. The little hand stained with scum on his clothes, the little face went straight over.

"why do not you talk?"

Qin Jian was so scared that he leaned back. When he sat upright, the little nanny was already very dissatisfied and climbed onto the sofa on his side, and his little fist punched him on the shoulder.

"Ajian, Lele asks you, why don't you speak?"

Qin Jian: "..."

The daughter is willing to be close to him, what day is today?

"Ajian?"

The little milk baby was angry, with bulging cheeks, she stretched out her hand to pull Qin Jian's face, and found that there was no meat at all, and she was very disgusted.

"Only flesh and blood, it's not easy to pinch at all."

The scent of the snack floated over, and Qin Jian suddenly became sober, and subconsciously touched his face, and touched a small amount of snack residue.

"Ah this..."

The little milk girl stepped back silently, and was about to climb off the sofa.

Qin Jian looked down at his clothes again and found two handprints on it.

The shell of some dim sum is a little oily, and now these are all rubbed on his clothes.

Little milk baby: "..."

A guilty conscience made her run away, not even the answer, she ran fast, went up to the second floor in one breath, and returned to her room.

Downstairs, Qin Jian hadn't fully recovered yet.

Mrs. Qin just finished drinking tea with the old sister and went home. She knew from the housekeeper that the baby granddaughter was back, and her unreserved fantasy granddaughter would fly into her arms.

Just stepping into the hall, Feng Mou swept towards Qin Jian who was sitting on the sofa.

"Who are you?"

Mrs. Qin frowned, "My son won't laugh so stupidly."

On the second floor, in the little nurse's room.

The chubby little body turned around in the room, rummaging in the pile of gifts for a while, rummaging in the treasures of the collection, and sorted out some gadgets in a short while.

She took the special bag woven by her father, packed all the gadgets in, and strenuously tied a bow with her small hands.

[Divine Mathematical System: Do you want to give gifts to people? 】

"Yeah~"

[Divine Mathematical System: Is this the sky falling? Would you take the initiative to give people so many gifts? I thought you would only ask for gifts from others. 】

The experience of the past few years has left a deep impression on the system.

When Xiao Niwa was watching Qingshui and catching Zhou Zhou, she swallowed everything she put up in her arms in one breath. Later, she couldn't walk smoothly, and she swayed after the uncles and senior sisters asking for gifts.

Whenever other people come to visit the old Guanzhu, Lele, who is just a little peasant, will sit next to the old Guanzhu and smile innocently and romantically at the visitor.

With that little appearance, who doesn't give a gift when they meet?

There are more and more treasures hidden in the Taoist temple.

Others worry that the little milk baby is too money-loving to do so, but the old masters have always supported the little milk baby.

Of course, the one who suffers in the end is also the old view. The little money fans he cultivated basically took away all his belongings.

In the past, the little milk baby would only chase after the request, or smile sweetly. Later, the little milk baby's personality has been upgraded, and she rarely speaks directly, but uses some roundabout means to force everyone to hand over good things.

Pity the Taoist priests, they have to say good things while giving gifts.

Gee.

"Small, what do you say?"

The little milk baby quit, her little hand akimbo.

"Lele is very generous and often gives gifts to others!"

She pulled her fleshy fingers.

"Lele gave Ma Ma a gift a few days ago."

[Divine Mathematical System: Anything else? 】

"and also……"

The eyeballs rolled around, and the little milk baby lifted up the special bag.

"There are more of these, Lele is going to give it to Tiangao Gege~"

The little milk baby hummed and said that she was going to find brother Tiangao and to heal him.

【Divine Mathematical System: ...】

"By the way, all the little ones," the little milk baby suddenly remembered, "you said you want to give Lele hacker skills, you don't mean anything!"

[Divine calculation system: What I said is that you have to complete a huge task, save a lot of people, and accumulate merit. 】

"Didn't Lele help Aunt Lan Qing?"

The system said that it was just a small task, and the reward for completing the task has already been credited.

One of the skills of the little milk baby-good management has been upgraded to level 10. It happens that the little milk baby is cooperating with other people to produce hair water. With the blessing of skills, this business will only make a lot of money and never lose money.

The system patiently clarified everything and told the little milk baby that according to the rules, only this result can be obtained.

For a long time, without receiving a response, the system went to see the little milk baby again.

The little milk baby is already lying on the ground very skillfully.

Accidentally, lying on a place where there is no carpet, she still twisted and twisted like cats and worms, twisted to the carpeted area, and began to roll.

"No, no, no, it's obvious that you are all the ones who say nothing, Lele is not happy!"

[Divine Mathematical System: I use this trick every time, I won't be fooled. 】

Little milk baby: "..."

Then use the trick.

Tears quickly filled his big eyes, and he looked into the air with tears.

"All of you, you promised Lele, you can't speak without words, ooh, Lele is so sad, Lele is so sad, oooo."

【Divine Mathematical System: ...】

[Divine Mathematical System: I surrender. 】