"Brother is doing homework." Qiao Chengfan glared at her.

"Brother taught me how to write after I finished my homework." The little girl spoke unclearly and bit her words.

"You are not allowed to make any noise until I finish writing."

Little Yuzi nodded obediently.

This time, Little Yuzi really stopped making any noise, and sat obediently on the sofa in the small study, holding her doll and looking around, not making any noise, and just playing with herself.

Qiao Chengfan didn't have much homework, so he finished it in a short time.

After sorting out the homework and textbooks, he took out a piece of white paper and waved to Xiao Yuzi: "Come here."

Little Youzi happily jumped off the sofa and ran over, just like Qiao Chengfan's little follower.

"What do you want to write?" Qiao Chengfan handed her the pen and held her soft little hand, "By the way, I don't know your name yet."

They all call her Little Pomelo.

"Ye Muyuan." The little girl told Qiao Chengfan word by word.

Qiao Chengfan was in trouble. He didn't know the words: "Can you write your name?"

"No." Xiao Youzi shook her head of course, she could only write simple numbers.

"Then I'll teach you how to write 'little grapefruit'." Qiao Chengfan held her hand, lowered his head, and patiently wrote her nickname on the paper.

Qiao Chengfan looks very good-looking when he lowers his head, his eyelashes are long and curled, his eyes are serious, and his thin lips are slightly pursed.

Little Youzi wasn't paying attention, didn't read the paper, just stared at Qiao Chengfan.

The writing is crooked.

Qiao Chengfan grabbed her hand: "Be serious."

"You and Daddy look alike." Little Yuzi blinked.

Qiao Chengfan was slightly startled and said calmly: "I am his son, of course I am."

"Where are you mom."

Qiao Chengfan frowned, his face darkened, and his tone was slightly unhappy: "I don't have a mother."

"Ah..." Little Youzi scratched her head, wondering why Sen Mo didn't have a mother, "I'll lend you Mommy."

"Do you want to learn to write?" Qiao Chengfan looked at the little girl leaning next to him.

"Study, study."

Little Youzi likes the scent of Qiao Chengfan very much, it is different from hers.

She also likes to nuzzle him as a sign of friendship.

Qiao Chengfan grabbed her hand and wrote "Little Youzi" several times on the paper. Little Youzi asked again: "What's your brother's name?"

"Qiao Chengfan."

He held the pen and wrote the words "Qiao Chengfan" for her to read.

The little girl pointed at "Little Pomelo" for a while and called "Sister", and for a while she pointed at "Qiao Chengfan" and called "Brother", looking very happy.

After a while, she felt something was wrong, thought for a moment and said, "I also want my last name to be Qiao."

"I can't make the decision, just tell Lao Qiao."

"Um!"

Qiao Chengfan thinks this girl is quite smart.

After writing for a while, Qiao Chengfan put down his pen: "You can write it yourself. I'm going to practice the piano. Just grab the pen and imitate my handwriting and wait until I come back to check it for you."

"I got it." Little Youzi didn't object to writing. She drew on Qiao Chengfan's handwriting with a pen, stroke by stroke, very patiently.

Little Yuzi is not impatient or prone to crying like other children. She is very obedient and extremely curious about new things.

Qiao Chengfan glanced at her before going to the piano room.

His daily schedule is also very fulfilling. When he was in the UK, in addition to studying, he also practiced piano, calligraphy, taekwondo and go. His daily schedule was full.
Chapter completed!