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

Early in the morning the next morning, Qin Lele got up, skillfully dressed herself with her chubby little hands, and put on the most beautiful little skirt.

"Boom boom boom!"

Qin Ping, who had been quarreled by his brother and sister all night, turned over on the bed.

He has been a workaholic for several years and has not had much rest.

After Qin Lele came back, he would make soothing runes for him every day, and he slept a few times after a long absence.

Last night, Qin An's quarrel with Xiao Nianwa gave him a splitting headache and insomnia again.

It’s okay if I haven’t enjoyed the beauty. If I’m disturbed after enjoying it, my mood is not so bad.

Opening the door irritably, without seeing who is standing outside, Qin Ping said in a cold voice, "What is the noise early in the morning?"

No one is in sight.

Qin Ping was stunned.

"Da Ge Ge, Lele is here~"

Qin Ping lowered his head and saw the little milk baby who was not as tall as his waist.

"Sorry, I didn't wake up."

"It's okay~ Lele doesn't mind at all~"

If Qin An speaks like this, the little milk baby will definitely retaliate and go back, but if it is Da Ge Ge, the little milk baby is still a little bit happy.

She secretly communicated with the arithmetic system.

"Da Gege never said sorry before."

[Divine calculation system: I will not say anything so grounded in the early morning. 】

The arithmetic system can see that Qin Ping is transforming from a ruthless general manager to a real 20-year-old youth.

A 20-year-old youth will also be confused, depressed and sad, and will have a small temper. Instead of wrapping himself up in a hard shell, he can't get out and others can't get in.

The little milk baby said it was okay, but Qin Ping felt a little guilty.

He feels that he is very strange recently, his temper has deteriorated a lot, and he is not calm enough, but the secretary and butler did not remind him, but occasionally looked at him with a strange smile.

"What's the matter with me?"

Before yelling at Qin Lele, Qin Lele was not angry. This time Qin Lele turned a few times in front of Qin Ping’an and raised her little white skirt. Da Ge Ge did not respond, but Qin Lele was unhappy.

"Da Ge Ge, what do you think of Lele today?"

Qin Ping looked at her and gave an answer.

"as usual."

The little milk baby is puffed up, her cheeks are like two steamed buns.

hungry.

Qin Ping squatted down and looked at her, poking the bun's face with his slender fingers. Sure enough, it was still so quizzical.

"As cute as always."

The little nurse's eyes rounded.

Even the arithmetic system was surprised.

[Divine Mathematical System: Did he take the wrong medicine? 】

Finding that the little milk baby was going to be angry, the magic calculation system remedied it in time.

[Divine Mathematical System: What is the truth? 】

The little milk baby couldn't help but pinch Qin Ping's cheek.

"Da Ge Ge, what happened to you today?"

"Ahem."

Qin Ping coughed slightly, his ears were stained with a faint red.

The little nanny was happy immediately, not to mention the older Ge Ge didn't realize that she was dressed beautifully.

"Is Da Ge Ge busy today? Can you go somewhere with Lele?"

The general manager of the Qin Group is of course very busy, busy all the time.

After joining the group for several years, he has not taken many vacations. In principle, he has accumulated a lot of vacations.

When the secretary received the call from Qin Ping, he was still stunned.

"You, do you want to take a vacation?"

There was a cold voice.

"No? I saved a lot of vacation."

"Okay, of course, I will push some schedule for you right away!"

Cautiously hung up the phone, the secretary murmured, "It's really a hell, President Qin actually wants to take a vacation?"

The driver drove the two of them out of the city center, and then out of Chu City, heading for Lin City.

Qin Ping sat in the back row stubbornly, but there was always a little baby who wanted to destroy his image, pulling his clothes for a while, poking him in the cheek for a while, treating him as a large toy.

Occasionally seeing this scene through the rearview mirror, the driver was frightened, for fear that the young master would be angry, scolded the little lady, and even threw the little lady out of the car.

Nothing happened.

The eldest master will let the little lady do well occasionally at most.

Gao Kai wiped his sweat, and thought to himself, it's a **** of a life.

The road in front of him gradually became familiar, and Qin Ping's doubts grew deeper.

"Where are you going?"

Looking down at the little milk baby, she found that the little milk baby was holding a bunch of carnations.

Carnations?

His eyes flickered.

He remembered clearly that there was a nursing home between the two cities.

"You'll know when you get to Da Ge Ge."

Qin Lele moved her body uncomfortably.

She has always been lawless. She was the little ancestor who was held in the palm of the hand when she was watching Qingshui. When she arrived at the Qin family, she was at a disadvantage at first. Within a month, she easily reaped a big Gege who truly loved her.

Faced with a few older brothers, or the father and grandmother who sent her to Qingshuiguan, the little ancestor can be lawless, but the little ancestor is persuaded to mention the mother who would rather give birth to her when she fell ill.

If there is a tail, the tail will definitely curl up pitifully, only the tip of the tail is slightly erected, and I want to test it.

Qin Ping: "Are you going to see your mother?"

The little milk baby suddenly looked like a frightened cat, and immediately began to blow up her hair.

She waved the carnation in her hand, "This, this is Lele's decision long ago!"

The little milk baby became guilty for an unprecedented time.

"Lele said, if there is a way to save Ma Ma, Lele will definitely save her, and it will pay her back!"

That being said, the panic of the little milk baby is still very obvious.

Master once said that it was the father and grandmother who insisted on sending her to the Taoist temple. It was a matter of life or death. After all, her body would be very weak.

My mother had fought but failed, and later became sick in bed. Even if she wanted to help, she couldn't help.

The little **** said that Ma Ma never went to see her, did not try to pick her back, and even did not call or cared about her. In her heart, she always cared about Ma Ma.

The big palm fell, pressed the little milk baby's head and rubbed it.

The little milk baby looked up with big eyes for a while, unable to see Qin Ping's expression at the moment.

"Don't force yourself, my mother said, she doesn't regret it."

He hated Qin Lele, but he also respected his mother's choice.

The baby's eyes flushed instantly, she turned her head directly, stared at the scenery outside the window, and said angrily, "Lele is great, Lele will definitely succeed!"

Qin Ping: "Yeah."

He could only answer that way, even if Qin Lele had some attainments in metaphysics, he had revealed a few tricks in the past, but metaphysics is not medicine, and he had no hope.

Qin Lele had this heart to make him feel better, at least accepting this sister's decision by himself, there was nothing wrong with it.

For the rest of the journey, the little milk baby pouted and said nothing.

The atmosphere inside the car becomes strange.

[Divine Mathematical System: Lele, don't be sad, your wonderful hand rejuvenation skills have ten levels, enough to treat people with more serious illnesses. 】

The little milk baby thought of something, her big eyes twitched.

"Everyone, how can Lele remember that you said Lele was fat yesterday?"

[Divine Mathematical System: No, you heard it wrong. 】

"No, no, Lele's ears are more sensitive, Lele didn't make a mistake. You said Lele is fat, Lele is sad, Lele doesn't want to work anymore."

[Divine Mathematical System: You have this trick again. 】

Little milk baby is a typical person who shines brightly with a little bit of sunshine.

"All of you, should you add Lele? For example, let the skill of the wonderful hand rejuvenate to level 15?"

The arithmetic system does not speak.

The little milk baby reluctantly said: "Then level fourteen, there can be no less."