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

When he got out of the car, Ye Yang cleared up his emotions, and he was still the tugging boy.

The grandson that Mrs. Ning said was named Ning Yan, as he was named, he was a young man with a temperamental personality.

Although he is irritable, he has good academic performance and strong athletic ability. He has won awards in both academic competitions and basketball competitions. Among peers, it is outstanding.

According to Mrs. Ning's explanation, this grandson is occasionally irritable. Most of the time, he is quite well-behaved. Ning Yan has never lost his temper in front of her.

Because of successive accidents, Ning Yan was ordered to stay at home.

When Mrs. Ning came back, she panicked when she heard the cry of her daughter-in-law.

"What happened again? Xiaoyan had something wrong again?"

Her fourth daughter-in-law is a middle-aged woman, well maintained, with thicker makeup, more like a lady than Ye Ru.

"During Xiaoyan's lunch break..."

Only when she opened her mouth, the middle-aged woman couldn't help crying again.

She loves her son and knows that her mother-in-law is distressed. She doesn't show much at this moment. When will she wait?

Old lady Ning panicked.

"Why are you crying? What happened?"

The woman who was crying so sad explained that Ning Yan was ordered not to go out and stayed at home obediently. As a result, during the lunch break, she was almost suffocated by the quilt.

"Xiao Yan always likes to push on the quilt when he sleeps, how can he be stuffy?"

Things got more weird, so Mrs. Ning hurriedly asked the little nanny to go upstairs and have a look.

"Lele, show your grandma to see if that thing is causing trouble."

After entering the Ning's house, the little milk baby kept looking around, occasionally turning her gaze on Ye Yang.

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"Well," the fleshy little face forced a smile, "Lele won't know until after seeing it."

The little milk baby hasn't forgotten her original purpose.

She deliberately looked at Ye Yang.

"Are you afraid of that stuff?"

"What is it?" Ye Yang didn't understand at all. "What are you talking about?"

"Hey (*^▽^*

The little milk baby smiled brilliantly, Ye Yang began to numb his scalp, always feeling that something uncontrollable would happen.

Mrs. Ning took the two upstairs, wanting to visit her grandson.

The middle-aged woman who had been crying before was shocked.

After recovering, she hurriedly stopped.

"Mom, what are you doing? I have called a family doctor."

"Where can the doctor solve this?"

Old Madam Ning frowned, "Didn't the doctor come here yesterday? Was it useful? I just said, it's the thing that is causing trouble."

The middle-aged woman didn't believe it, but she was not very good at refuting what the mother-in-law said.

"Then, then we have to find a famous master."

The eyebrows with heavy make-up twisted, and the eyes with too thick eyeliner swept towards the little milk baby.

"This is just a nurse, I remember it was the child of the Qin family?"

This suspicion is too obvious.

The little milk baby puffed up and stared at her unhappy.

"It's not right to judge people by their appearance, you are a layman, don't point fingers at you."

The middle-aged woman had a meal. She hadn't been so choked by others, and she was a little displeased, but her mother-in-law was staring, so she couldn't directly reprimand her.

"At a young age, I know how to use idioms."

She laughed a few words, "Let's take a look."

In her mind, she not only didn't believe it, but also disdain it.

From beginning to end, only Ye Yang was dizzy.

"What are you talking about?"

Not only was he dizzy, but he was also very tired of the look in Ning Yan's mother's eyes.

In the Wilson family, people on his father's side occasionally looked at him with this look.

Thinking of the busyness of his parents and the huge and complicated family of his father, Ye Yang's heart was upset and his irritability almost overflowed his eyes.

"You'll know later," Xiao Nianwa smiled and pulled his hand. "Don't worry, you will see it."

The irritability disappeared instantly, replaced by anxiety.

He had long seen that this little doll was a little devil, what bad idea was she making?

Before a few people reached the door of Ning Yan's room, the door was opened, and a young man with an ugly face and bluish eyes came out.

He looks about the same age as Ye Yang, but their temperaments are very different.

Ye Yang is a mixed-race, with a partial Chinese hair color, but his blue eyes have greatly changed his temperament.

According to his birthplace, he is definitely the proud son of heaven. He is also very talented. He does not need parental training, specializes in computer, and can reach the third level in the world.

This talent makes him very confident, and he is like a sub-adult lion. He has not yet penetrated into the grassland, but already has combat power. He only needs to be on a certain stage and shine.

At first glance, Ning Yan was a member of the family. He may be excellent, but not very prominent, but the compliments of the people around him made him float.

A person who has a wrong perception of his own strength can look at people with sullen eyes.

The look in the eyes of the king makes people surrender, and the look in the eyes of those who are over-expanded in the sound of praise makes people very uncomfortable.

Ning Yan was wearing slippers and holding his hair, and was calling someone impatiently.

"It's so annoying, why are you so stupid?"

The middle-aged woman looked stiff, and quickly stopped him, "Xiaoyan, your grandma is here!"

Ning Yan paused, hung up the phone, and when she looked at Mrs. Ning, her face was disguised and submissive.

This is what his mother taught him.

Mrs. Ning was only momentarily unhappy, and her concern for her grandson prevailed.

She bowed her head and asked the little nanny.

"Lele, look, what's wrong with my grandson?"

The little milk baby looked over.

Ning Yan looked over, found that it was a child, and curled his lips.

Little milk baby: "!"

She was angrily and systematically complained.

"They all have such expressions, why is Ye Yang so much handsomer than him?"

[Divine calculation system: Ye Yang may be a good kid in essence. 】

As for this Ning Yan, there was a problem at first sight.

"The Yintang is black and the pupils are muddy," the little milk baby could comment on it at a glance, "bad luck again and again."

"Who is unlucky?"

Ning Yan is the youngest child of the Ning family. He has always been well-loved.

"Shut up if you can't speak."

After a pause, Ning Yan was going to hold the old lady Ning's hand, "Grandma, I almost had an accident at noon, but I'm scared."

The system exploded before the little milk baby had an attack.

[Divine arithmetic system: Lele, leave him alone, you can see that he deserves his sin, and he won’t die no matter how miserable he is, let’s go. 】

The system has produced self-awareness for several years. It has followed the host to see so many humans, and gradually figured out the rules. Bear children are one of the most difficult people to deal with.

Stubborn, good-looking, low-handed, and unreasonable.

Its host is a child himself, so why go to coax other people's children?

Who is not a baby yet?

Mrs. Ning has always liked well-behaved children. After a few words of gentle comfort, Ning Yan smiled triumphantly at the little milk baby.

Ye Yang stood beside the little milk baby, and when he saw this smile, he grinned, "Fool."

Many people in the Wilson family want to get rid of his heir. They use all kinds of methods, especially those children who like to be the first and the last.

But those children still know that when the elders leave before turning their faces, this Ning Yan would be better. In front of them, he will dislike the little nanny for a while, and pretend to be a good one.

Ning Yan lowered his face and stared at the young hacker, "Who are you scolding?"

"Cold you, idiot."