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

It was a young man who looked less than twenty, but he was strong, wearing a sleeveless cotton shirt, and very muscular.

The sword eyebrow star pupil, but the eyebrow eyebrows are irritable, the outline is also deep, and they have a very resistant appearance.

But his hairstyle is very fashionable. The bottom half of the hair is very short, and the top half is slightly long. He tied a small pull with a rubber band.

Xiao Jieyan is very cute. This young man is not cute. Everyone seems to be looking for the fault, and he is ready to roll up his sleeves to find the fault.

"Strange."

Someone looked at him with bad eyes, and the little milk baby naturally stared back at the handsome man.

Open high: "What's weird? Miss, who are you looking at?"

The little milk baby tilted her head and looked at the young man suspiciously.

"This person looks a bit like Da Ge Ge."

Gao Kai followed his gaze and looked over.

Even though he hadn't seen him for several years, he still shouted out, "Three young masters?!"

Qin Xi frowned, and after looking up and down the little milk baby, his eyes fell on Gao Kai.

He seemed to realize something and walked in this direction with his foot raised.

The prosecutors are bidding farewell to the little milk baby.

"Doctor Lele, then we'll leave first."

Even if the little milk baby's attention was not on them, they left contentedly.

"Three young masters, where are you going?"

Wan Sui followed up and found that several inspectors had left directly. He was still surprised.

"Just let them go? Don't check again?"

He revealed his identity as soon as he spoke.

The little milk baby looked at him ‘sigh’, "Are you reporting my medical clinic?"

Three-headed body, short legs, and full of momentum.

"Why do you report? I want to fight you!"

Wan Sui smiled, disapproving, "If you encounter a false advertisement, you can hold it at will, no thanks."

Little milk baby: "!"

The anger accumulated for a long time finally broke out at this moment.

No one had seen how the little milk baby moved. When everyone found out, the little milk baby had already arrived in front of Wan Sui, and Xiaofenquan directly hammered it.

The little hands are fleshy, white and tender, and they don't seem to have any strength at all.

Although Wan Sui was startled for a moment, he didn't take it seriously, the fist of a little nanny...just.

When everyone flew out and hit a tree, Wan Sui got serious when he felt a severe pain.

He was the one who followed the Third Young Master, and the Third Young Master was the champion of boxing, and his skill was not bad.

"It turns out to be a practicing family."

Wan Sui got serious, strode forward, and set his posture.

One big and one small confrontation.

Qin Xi put his arms around his chest, stood aside, and looked at him coldly.

Opened up and walked over cautiously, "San Shao? You, are you back?"

Qin Xi glanced at him coldly.

"Who is this girl? Too fat."

"Shhh, Third Young Master, don't let the little lady hear you."

I haven't seen the three young masters for many years, goodbye, Gao Kaixin is still frustrated.

Although the eldest master is majestic, he has always been in business. The second young master seems to be cynical and has a bad personality, but as long as he doesn't provoke him, he is basically fine. Only the three young masters, no matter whether you provoke them or not, as long as the other person is in a bad mood or emotionally up, no one can have good fruit.

He once felt that the third young master was mentally ill.

"The little lady most dislikes people saying that she is fat."

"Little Miss?"

A little bit of hostility climbed up to the brows, Qin Xi's breathing became heavy.

"She is the child who was thrown into the Taoist temple?"

Open high and sober instantly.

Why did he forget that the three young masters in the family are not waiting to see the young lady?

Fortunately, after getting along for a while, both the eldest master and the second master accepted the young lady, especially the eldest master, who was still so majestic and so cold, but they could remember the little lady's preferences and taught the second master for the little lady.

"I thought the butler was just talking, and he really brought people back."

Qin Xi glanced at the little milk baby with a bad look, but was surprised to find that in just a few minutes, the little milk baby had already put Wan Sui down to the ground.

"what happened?"

Wan Sui, who was in pain all over lying on the ground, also wanted to know what happened.

Isn't it just a little baby? Still chubby, swaying to walk, where's the ability?

He didn't even see the opponent's moves, so he was knocked down, and then the opponent's small fist fell like raindrops, making him hurt all over, and he was helpless.

The last time he was so miserable, he still annoyed the Third Young Master, and became the Third Young Master's opponent and was cleaned up.

"Three, three young masters," Wan Sui was lying on the ground unable to move, still not forgetting to express his loyalty, "this little baby is very evil, you, you have to be careful!"

"Oh?"

Qin Xi looked up and down the little milk baby.

"The whole body is flesh, not the bones of martial arts at all, let's just say, what tricks did you play?"

In fact, by saying Sanshao, the little milk baby knows the identity of this person.

She is communicating with the arithmetic system.

"This is my Sangege?"

[The arithmetic system: If you don't recognize it, he is not. 】

"This person is not like the Qin family at all."

The little milk baby is very sensitive. Although the Qin family is a big family and has a lot of business, their aura is very peaceful, even if they are angry.

But this person, like a Tyrannosaurus rex, even if he looks over quietly, his hostility will roll like boiling water, which will make people irritable and uncomfortable.

The little milk baby is like a small animal, and she least likes dealing with this kind of people.

The scene of the little milk baby communicating with the divine arithmetic system fell in Qin Xi's eyes and was in a daze.

"Stupid and silly."

Qin Xi stepped forward directly.

"Little fat man, talking to you, have you heard?"

The three words "little fat man" slammed into the ears of the little milk baby. She immediately turned her head and yelled fiercely, "Le Le is not fat, you are fat!"

Qin Xi didn't care if others were fat or not, and his subordinates were knocked down, and he couldn't see the way, his temper came up all at once.

The grumpy guy is talking about him.

"My martial arts gym is right in front, go and fight!"

If someone else finds that the opponent is a little milk baby, they may say they don’t care about the child, can’t bully the child, or look down on the child. In Qin Xi's eyes, there were only opponents worth fighting.

In order to defeat his opponent, he must do his best.

This kind of thinking was like a delusion, and made him leave home a few years ago, tossing around in foreign competitions, playing official games, and playing underground games that would sign a life-and-death contract.

The game of life and death contract is that if there is an accident in the game, life and death are at your own risk, and it has nothing to do with the organizer and others.

The little milk baby was also angry, with her hands on her hips, pouting, "Hit you, who is afraid of you!"

She didn't like the breath of the third brother very much, and the brutality all over made her feel bad.

"Le Le Club beat you to call you Dad!"

This statement is something she learned from watching TV dramas recently.

There is a female chef in the kitchen. She cooks delicious food. She also likes watching TV series. She occasionally finds food and will watch it with her.

Open high, nervous and funny.

"Little Miss, you can't let the Third Young Master call you father, that would be a mess of generations."