"I won't sleep with you even if you have a small bed." Qiao Chengfan snorted coldly.

He has long been accustomed to sleeping in a room alone.

Little Yuzi scratched her head, there was nothing she could do...

"Brother, tell me a story." Xiao Youzi said again.

"Can't speak."

"Someone has a book..." Little Yuzi let go of her little hand and ran into the living room, where she ran to find her storybook.

She walked crookedly, which made Qiao Chengfan frightened. Fortunately, she didn't fall.

Soon, the little girl placed a storybook in Qiao Chengfan's hand. She opened it to the middle part and said, "That's it."

"Old Qiao often tells you stories?" Qiao Chengfan picked up the book.

Little Yuzi nodded honestly: "Mom also said it."

"They love you very much."

"Yes." Little Yuzi blinked her big eyes, "They love me, and I love my brother."

"How can I be worthy of your liking?"

"I just like it." Xiao Youzi leaned against Qiao Chengfan seriously.

Perhaps it was because the little girl's smile was so contagious that Qiao Chengfan, who originally hated reading story books, also picked up the book and said, "Go to your room."

Little Pomelo is happy.

Qiao Chengfan held her hand and walked upstairs. The two of them stepped on the wooden stairs, which made a "dong-dong" sound.

Little Youzi had obviously forgotten about breaking the flower pot, but Qiao Chengfan had not.

Little Yuzi was sitting on her small bed, and Qiao Chengfan was sitting on the big bed next to him, opening the storybook and lowering his head to read to her.

Qiao Chengfan's voice is clear and pleasant, with the unique tone of a little boy, and his articulation is exceptionally clear.

In addition, he has been trained in reading classes at school since he was a child, and he also reads with great emotion.

Little Yuzi was fascinated by what she heard.

Better than Daddy and Mommy.

The stories are not long and can be finished quickly.

Little Youzi felt that it was not enough, so she pestered Qiao Chengfan to tell her several more.

While telling the third story, Little Yuzi felt sleepy, her eyelids trembled, she lay down on the small bed and fell asleep.

"Little Pomelo." Qiao Chengfan shouted softly.

The little guy has fallen asleep!

Qiao Chengfan stood up gently, put down the storybook, and covered the little girl with a quilt.

He then turned off the light and went out, asking the nanny to take care of little Yuzi.

He suddenly had a younger sister, and he couldn't get used to it.

Qiao Chengfan was about to go back to his room when Butler Zhong came over.

"Young Master, are you ready to go to bed?"

"Um."

"I just heard a servant chattering about something..." Butler Zhong heard everything until he clicked. Likewise, he knew that although Qiao Chengfan was young, he was very mature mentally.

"Butler Zhong, please fire that servant."

"It's easy, young master, this is your home."

"I don't care that much, Butler Zhong, when will Old Qiao come back?"

"In a few days."

"You still refuse to buy me a ticket and come back with me?" Qiao Chengfan asked.

Butler Zhong is taking care of all his documents and luggage. Although he knows a lot, he still doesn't have the ability to return to England quietly.

"Wait until Master Qiao comes back. Miss Youzi is also very reluctant to let you go."

"Children don't understand anything, they just want to feel fresh. I was like this when I was a kid."

"No, it's the natural charm of blood ties. This is the magnetism you will never have with strangers."

Qiao Chengfan frowned.
Chapter completed!