Group Pet Little Fat Baby: I Have Four Big Daddies

  Chapter 23 You Should Call Me Eighth Uncle

Ye Qianning heard that the prince and concubine of Changyang had two sons who unfortunately died of illness, one was twelve years old and the other was four years old, so the couple loved Nanxiang very much, since Nanxiang's sneeze could make the couple frightened for a long time field.

  Nan Xiang was poisoned this time, and with this talented maid in front of him, the two young princes before the palace probably died as well.

   "Go, watch her for me." Ye Qianning said, staring at the bird above her head.

   "Why?" The bird on the tree flicked its head, extremely arrogant.

   "Three worms."

   "Five."

   "Deal." Ye Qianning gestured, and the bird flew towards the maid.

   The world of bugs and birds is very simple, as long as you hold their food, they can do things for you.

  She was also curious about who the Prince and Concubine Changyang had offended, so vicious that they killed several of their children in succession.

  Ye Qianning walked back, shaking her head constantly. She died early in her previous life, and she wants to live a long life in this life. For this idea, she has to accumulate more blessings for herself.

  The night falls, and the spring night is slightly cool.

  Ye Qianning gathered her clothes, and ran back at a small trot. She was fat and ran a little fast. In the eyes of outsiders, she looked like a rolling ball...

   "Don't run fast in the mansion." The little man blocked her way.

  Ye Qianning stood still, and Sang Zhi stood not far away with his little hands behind his back and a serious face.

   "What sprinting, I'm exercising."

  Sang Zhi stared at her with a straight face, "You followed me before you entered Sange's house, and I will teach you how to behave."

   "You teach the rules? Teach you to be so old-fashioned?" Ye Qianning smiled, this little thing is interesting.

   "You should call me Eighth Uncle." Sang Zhi said seriously.

   "..."

  Uncle Eighth? Oh, eight hammers.

   "Since you are the third brother's daughter, then you are my niece."

  Ye Qianning wanted to laugh: "Who told you that I am the daughter of the third prince."

   "Although you are fat, your eyes are still very similar to the third brother." Sang Zhiyi said.

"Little old-fashioned, you may be dazzled by reading, I am obviously much more beautiful than your third brother." Ye Qianning put her small face in her small hands, and boasted: "If I lose weight, you, a beautiful doll, will have to step aside stand."

   It's not her bragging, her looks are on the line, she is as cute as a doll in a New Year picture, if she loses weight, she must be a big beauty.

  Sang Zhi frowned: "One must know how to be humble."

   "What is modesty?" The little head shook.

   “Humility is…”

  Sang Zhi told her seriously, it looked like an elder teaching a junior with deep and profound words.

  Ye Qianning looked at the sky speechlessly, and the villain was like a Tang monk chanting scriptures in his ears.

   "Do you understand?" Sang Zhi asked.

  Ye Qianning shook his head.

   "If you don't understand, I'll finish my homework tomorrow and I'll explain it to you slowly." Seeing her absent-minded, Sang Zhi felt that she didn't understand very well, so she had to teach carefully.

   "Well, I'm mud and can't support the wall. If you are stupid, don't come to harm me." Ye Qianning waved his hand and said: "I am not your third brother's daughter."

  Sang Zhi only treated her as a child talking nonsense. After all, she has been wandering among the people for many years, and it is understandable that she has some bad habits in her tongue.

  In the future, he will have to seriously mention some of her bad habits.

   "I'm really not, ask your brother if you don't believe me." Ye Qianning seemed to see what he was thinking, and denied it again.

   It's not a good thing to be targeted by this old man...

  (end of this chapter)