Sweet pet: Shenjun fell in love at first sight again

In the spacious and bright princess room, a very exquisite little girl with pink and jade carvings is lying on the desk.

Her beautiful brows were furrowed into a straight line, obviously she was stumped by something.

The violin, which seemed to be the right size for her, was placed haphazardly on the bed.

The two short legs were swinging back and forth on the chair.

Shaking his head.

From time to time, he puffed up his cheeks and blew away the hair that fell in front of his eyes.

So cute.

"Knock Knock-"

"Baby, are you in there?"

Until a gentle voice sounded from outside the door, the little girl who was just bored straightened up instantly.

He moved his butt and got off the chair.

He ran over and opened the door.

The woman, who looked gentle and had a particularly gentle appearance, chuckled and knelt down.

He hugged her into his arms and kissed her hard on her pink cheek: "Do you miss your mother?"

The little girl raised her head, and her voice was soft and waxy, just like hers: "I thought about it."

Just like a glutinous rice dumpling.

Just looking at it makes people feel so cute that their hearts melt.

The woman leaned forward and kissed her again.

Cheeks and neck, no part of it is spared.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha......"

There was only laughter like silver bells left in the whole room, childlike and romantic.

No worries at all.

He hugged her and kissed her for a while before standing up. The woman led her towards the room.

At a glance, he saw the violin placed on the bed.

He whispered to her: "Baby, the piano needs to be put away when it's not going to be used. It's put in a box. We have to take care of it."

"it is good."

As soon as the words fell, the little girl broke away her hand as if she had received an imperial edict, and rushed forward like a little firecracker.

It was as if she was afraid that if she was too late, Qin would disappear.

The woman grabbed her little arm with quick eyes and hands, stopping her movement.

"I won't accept it now. I haven't seen you for a few days. Show your mother your study results."

"Well......"

The little man who was full of joy and vitality just now became wilted in an instant.

His head was drooped, and even his shoulders were drooped.

His whole head was buried in the quilt, trying to hide himself.

He said angrily: "Mom, can you stop having a bowel movement today?"

She has been doing it all afternoon.

The teacher must have made her poop fifty to sixty...more than a hundred times.

When the woman saw her, she cut the back of her head for herself.

Round.

He couldn't help but reached out and poked her on the head: "Just pull it."

"..."

no response.

He curled his lips in a funny way and scratched her armpit again.

He started to use his trump card: "If you pull well, mom will take you out to play tomorrow."

After saying that, he sat down on the edge of the bed and said no more.

"..."

The little carrot head still didn't reply, but his little shoulders moved slightly.

Then a little pink face appeared, pouting, looking reluctant: "Really?"

"real."

"Not lying?"

"Well...if you don't believe it, forget it."

The woman said that she was about to get up and go out.

"I'll pull it."

The little girl was obviously panicked, her voice was much louder, and her soft little hands held her tightly.

But there was a hint of arrogance in his tone: "I didn't say I wouldn't do it."

The woman followed her strength and sat down.

I can't even hide the smile on my face.

"Mom, don't laugh."

"Try not to laugh."

"Then you can't laugh."

"I know, you are still embarrassed at such a young age."

"Just pull it once."

"it is good."

Of course, at such a young age, she didn't know that this was the embarrassment of being seen through. She only knew that her mother was laughing at her.

When mother stopped laughing, she set up the violin.

The melodious melody instantly filled the whole room, like an elf that hadn't grown up yet.

Jumping happily in the princess's little castle.

The song is over.

She just raised the corners of her mouth, but she didn't have time to be happy yet.

"No, I didn't pull it right that time. Let's do it again."

"Mom~"

"I won't pull it again after I pull it this time."

"......All right."

The little girl was unhappy. She held up the piano with her mouth pursed and played it again.

In order not to have a third time.

She was extremely serious and immersed this time, and didn't think about anything else at all.

But the results are always unsatisfactory.

"No, do it again."

"..."

"No, come again."

"..."

"Come again."

"..."

I don't know how many times I repeated it, but as soon as my red eyes closed, tears began to flow down.

"I don't want to poop anymore."

With a smile on her face, Shida opened her hands while holding Qin, wanting to touch her and hug her.

But my mother, who was so gentle just now, became very serious.

Didn't hug her.

He also pushed her away gently.

His tone was still gentle, but he could not refuse: "If you stop crying, you won't be able to play the piano well. If you stop crying, can we play it again?"

"I do not want."

"Yan He, you are 8 years old. Why are you crying when you can't play well when you were not 4 years old when you first learned the piano?"

"..."

Don’t respond and keep crying.

But the hand holding the piano never let go.

The woman sat for a while and became upset from crying. She got up and took two steps back and forth.

Try to slow down your tone: "Okay, stop crying, let's try again, okay?"

"..."

"Are you feeling tired? Let's take a rest first."

"..."

With her comfort, the little girl lay in her arms and slowly calmed down.

A fair face turned red from crying, so pitiful.

The woman patted her back gently.

When the soft sobbing stopped, he lowered his head and asked, "Can you poop now?"

The head in his arms shook up and down: "Yeah."

In the villa starting in the afternoon, the melody that had been ringing for several hours started to sound again.

If someone who didn't know heard it, it would be hard to imagine that it was just an 8-year-old girl.

Maybe you need to praise a few words.

but.

"Do you think the last note is accurate? It's not accurate, right?"

"..."

After a few seconds.

The melody rises again.

After repeating this several times, the little girl's newly stabilized mood collapsed again.

This time it can be said that I cried so much that I couldn't help but cry.

The sound wasn't too loud, but nothing could be heard.

The woman tried her best to be patient at first, but later on she became angry.

I couldn't care less about anything.

Pull her away forcefully.

He grabbed the piano from her hand and threw it in one direction, but it happened to hit the mirror placed in the corner.

"Cry, cry, cry, even if you play the piano. You have been learning for so long and you can't play a single note correctly. What else are you learning?"

The mirror shattered all over the floor.

The little girl who was still crying was so frightened that she shivered.

Shui Ling's eyes were instantly filled with fear.

Subconsciously, I wanted to get closer to her.

But he was pushed away directly.

"Don't come over here. Can't you see the debris on the ground?"