Chapter 3252: I'm just your brother, okay?

Qing Si froze for a while, looking up at her small face, looking at Yue Tingfeng in surprise: "Brother ..."
Yue Tingfeng came to her consciousness. What she said just now may be a bit too abrupt, which will inevitably make Qing Si feel strange.
He quickly coughed to conceal his embarrassment and forcedly explained: "You are a little girl. Don't call your brother to those you do n’t know or know. You must hold back and know how to protect yourself. There are more bad people now."
Qing Si nodded obediently: "Oh, I see. I won't call other brothers in the future, I will only have you."
Yue Tingfeng rubbed Qingsi's hair: "Oh, my brother is for your good. You are still young. I don't know that many people are very bad."
"Well, I will listen to my brother."
Qing Si was so well-behaved, Yue Tingfeng was happy: "Leave, my brother buys you milk tea to drink."
He didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said. He felt that Qing Si should only call him a brother. As for those other people, why did they make Qing Si call them a brother?
Qingsi is his little girl, everyone else is far away, don't come close to Qingsi.
Except for him, there is nothing good about anyone who is close to Qing Si. If you let him know, you will definitely not let them go.
Yue Tingfeng regretted that she should not rashly agree to let Lu Xiuche go to the amusement park together on the weekend. The boy was so brazen all day long that he had a bad plan for the blue silk, after all, their blue silk was cute, smart and beautiful.
Oops, it's too hasty.
Yue listened to the wind and frowned. No, he couldn't let Lu Xiuche pass the barrier so easily. He had to feed him tomorrow.
Lu Xiuche, who was studying hard in the car, suddenly felt a cold in his back. The hand holding the pen was drawn, and a long diagonal mark was drawn on the book, and that page was scratched.
Lu Xiuche sneezed loudly, rubbed his nose, and said to himself, "What's going on? How do you feel suddenly cold?"
He glanced at his exercise book with a pity expression: "Oh, this is almost finished ..."
As a result, I drew it so long that it was a waste to write it again.
Lu Xiuche tore the one off, grouped together, and threw it to the side, "I have to rewrite ..."
The bodyguard did not dare to say when he looked at the atmosphere, he carefully picked up the paper ball thrown by Lu Xiuche, and then slowly unfolded, smoothed, and put it carefully.
This is written by the little ancestors. How can it be lost?
Take it back to let Dong Dong watch it, but he must not put it up and hang it at home.
Lu Xiuche wrote all the way until the car stopped and he hadn't stopped yet.
His hard work in Chengdu made both bodyguards and drivers feel that the world today is too fantasy.
The bodyguard whispered, "Master, you're home."
Lu Xiuche didn't move.
He finished writing with 5 letters left. The practice of this way, the more the writing, the smoother, the smoother, the more he did not want to stop so quickly.
The bodyguard didn't speak again, and the driver didn't move. They all accompanied Lu Xiuche in the car until he finished writing the last letter.
The bodyguard quickly opened the door. "Master, please ..."
Lu Xiuche carried his schoolbag and jumped out of the car. He said, "I'm hungry. Hurry up."
The bodyguard nodded: "Okay, okay, I'll let them put it on. You worked hard today and let them make more of your favorite food."
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