Chapter 117: Ladies don't need to sleep

Chapter 117 Ladies do not need to sleep
The little girl's dimples are soft, and her voice can be heard clearly in everyone's ears.
"Mu? Grandpa?!" Old Huo exploded instantly.
From which horn did the person dare to his granddaughter?
Last name Mu?
Mr. Ye frowned slightly.
Could it be that descendant?
With a smile on his face, he asked persuasively: "The kid, do you know what that grandpa's name is?"
When Mr. Huo heard the phrase "Grandpa", his whole body was not good.
He glared at Ye Lao with a stern face, and emphasized, "This is my granddaughter."
Ye Sang tilted his small face blankly, looking at his grandfather who seemed unhappy, he squeezed his dimple and threw a sentence to Ye Lao:
"Grandpa is number one."
Then Pi Dian Pi Dian threw himself into Grandpa Huo's arms, and the milk whispered softly and coquettishly.
Old Mr. Ye left with a dazed expression.
the first?
What first?
Huo Yao and Shen Chuchen looked at each other and fell into weird silence.
Obviously.
Both men have heard the same thing from the little girl.
But no one thought that Ye Sang's grandfather might really have a lot of background.
As for identity...
This is worth thinking about.

Since Ye honestly was too curious about the "grandfather" in Ye Sang's mouth, he kept pestering the little guy.
Duliu Shen Yao stood alone in embarrassment, opened her mouth slightly, trying to say something, and swallowed back with an ugly expression.
...What about accepting her as a disciple?
The little girl bit her lower lip, her clear eyes were full of annoyance.
Shen Chuchen glanced at her, hummed a little, and sneered at her mercilessly: "Calculating people's minds is not as good as Duan Jin Yan, and I can't play with your brother in terms of IQ."
"After all, you three little kids grew up together."
"You are much smarter than your peers."
But compared to the other two children, she was obviously not enough.
Shen Chuchen said with a low smile slowly, "If you dare to think of anything else, don't blame your uncle for turning your face and refusing to recognize people."
"You don't want to try the place where Duan Jinyan stayed."
Shen Yao shuddered, shocked and looked at the person in front of him, her pupils slightly tightened, and she seemed a little unbelievable.
She didn't expect that a heartless man like Shen Chuchen would threaten herself because of Ye Sang.
The little girl bit the corner of her lip, mustered her courage, and couldn't help asking: "Why?!"
Why are so many people turning to Ye Sang?
How can she be?
Shen Chuchen looked at her with long eyes, sneered slightly, and said mercilessly: "Because she is more cute than you and smarter than you."
"..." A word.
Shen Yao was speechless.

At night, Wanjia was brightly lit, and the Huo family, which had always been cold and cold, unexpectedly became lively.
The housekeeper and the servant were busy cleaning up the living room and cooking, and the children in one room looked at each other and didn't know what to do.
Huo Chenyu was bored and turned the pen in his hand, looked at Shen Yanan next to him, and saw the little boy playing Rubik's Cube.
Yan An pressed the corners of his lips slightly, his brows and eyes were well-behaved, and the sixth-order Rubik's Cube in his hand was almost turned out of flowers.
Huo Chenyu silently counted the time.
Fifty-six seconds.
The young boy raised his eyebrows, only one thought in his mind:
--genius.
When he was five years old, he definitely didn't have the ability to react as quickly as Shen Yanan.
Shen Yao had a cold face and sat down with Ye Sang.
The two little girls stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes.
The little guy didn't know if he was really heartless, lying on the soft carpet, clutching his full belly and dragging the milk cavity softly and said: "Sangsang is full~"
She looked like a cat full of food and ready to sleep.
Lazily and very cute.
Shen Yao disliked and looked away.
She was taught by her mother to be a celebrity since she was a child.
Where could he be so heartless like Ye Sang.
The little girl yawned. Even if Ye Sang looks unpleasant in every way now, there is Huo Chenyu staring at her and he can't say anything harsh.
Coupled with Shen Chuchen's gloomy threat just now, she was really angry.
"You get away a bit. I want to sleep." Shen Yao said with a cold face.
Now the adults are not around, and the children in a room gather together.
Then she has nothing to hide.
"...Oh." Ye Sang obediently rolled aside, consciously giving way to her.
Only then did Shen Yao's face ease, looking at the soft and clean carpet, she hesitated for a few seconds and still worried that the image did not lie down.
After all, her mother said that regardless of the presence or absence of people, always pay attention to the image.
The little guy shook his hair, because the people around her so far were all boys, and she would inevitably be a little happy when she got along with girls for the first time.
Ye Sang Ruannuo asked, "Is my sister going to sleep?"
Shen Yao's indifferent face: "No."
"The ladies don't need to sleep."
Even if you sleep, you can't be in front of so many "men".
The six-year-old girl looked at Ye Sang, who was lying on the ground eagerly, and then looked away blankly, disdainfully.
Just an idiot.
I don't know what those big guys are after her.
The little guy dragged the little milk cavity with a cry, softly puzzled:
"Is this the same reason that fairies grow up drinking dew?"
Shen Yao didn't want to pay attention to her, and gave an irritable hum.
Then stopped talking.
Ye Sang rolled on the soft carpet boringly, his soft face bulged, and there was no image at all.
She is waiting for Uncle Shen.
Uncle said to take her to the Shangyuan Festival in the Imperial Capital tonight.
But Xiaoye Sang, who had no knowledge, agreed on the spot.
He didn't even notice how dark his father's face was.
Shen Yao, who was next to him, fell imperceptibly on Ye Sang, watching the little girl who looked like a cicada pupa rolling around on the ground, her hair turned up, her little white face lifted up, like A little milk dog waiting to be fed.
Cute is cute...
It’s just that this move really makes her unacceptable...
Shen Yao frowned and looked at Ye Sang a little irritably, "Can you be honest?"
She said coldly, "I have never seen a celebrity who likes tossing like you."
"..." The five-year-old baby Ye Sang.
"Kesu..." The little guy raised his face stubbornly, earnestly emphasizing his identity: "I'm a kid."
Shen Yao was taken aback and couldn't help but choke: "What's wrong with the kid?"
"My mother taught me since I was young, as a celebrity, I must pay attention to my manners."
She straightened her back and said every word: "Also observant and sensible."
This is the quality that a celebrity should have.
The little guy was a little confused.
Her cat eyes widened slightly, looking at Shen Yao with a nonchalant face, moved her lips, "But..."
Ye Sangmao's pupil blinked slightly, and then silently rubbed her white little face, and said with a milk: "...I also said it.
"The child is at an age when he should be foolish."
"Learned, it shouldn't be obedient and sensible~"
　There is one more~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)