Successfully captured a domestic sister

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When I went to the northern cities, I found that the locals are not so particular about it. I don’t know if other cuties have this habit.

☆、Chapter 40

It didn't take long to have a meal with my father.

After bidding farewell to my father at one o'clock, I couldn't wait to go home.

want to see her.

want to hug her.

I want to go back to the children immediately.

Dad said: "I will agree because she is a Ji."

"She convinced me."

"I hope the rest of your life is spent with people who make you happy."

"Daddy hopes you are well."

......

When did Ji sound convince parents?Why didn't she tell me she was hurt?

I don't know anything.

The ease of panic dissipating, the sweetness of being cared for by the children, the joy of being blessed by the father, and the frustration of not being trusted.

I returned home with mixed feelings.

With a sound of Ji, he was studying quietly in the room.

She sat upright at the desk with her back straight.With a pencil in his hand, he sketched from time to time.

Xiaotuanzi lay on her lap, wrapped into a round ball.

The two little guys didn't respond to my push on the door.

I walked up behind her, put my chin on her shoulder, and put my arms around her.Close your eyes and inhale the smell one by one fascinated.

The pen in the child's hand paused and asked, "You're back, why is it so early?"

"Well, I'll be back after dinner. I miss you."

"You've only been out for three hours."

"But I miss you. Thinking of running back."

"I... miss my sister too."

The child's ears are red.

With that delicate little earlobe in my mouth, I teased her: "Turn around with that sound, and hug me."

With a sound, Ji put down the pen, turned around, and put Xiaotuanzi down.He obediently reached out to wrap his arms around my waist.

"Take off your pants, show me."

The hand holding me loosened suddenly.The kid's eyes were full of shock...and disgust.

"No."

The rejection was crisp and sharp.

Who cares if you want it or not?I also grabbed Ji's trouser leg crisply and neatly, and pulled it to my knee.

Shocking.

With a ji sound, the knee was purple and black, and it was swollen high.Pieces of scabbed bloodstains were drawn on the calf.

"When did you make it?"

My heart hurts.The wound touched by her fingertips was still exuding scorching heat. With such severe congestion, she didn't say a word, and I didn't know anything.

I was taken care of by her without knowing it.

This feeling is not good.

I grabbed the child's helpless hand covering his knee, "Why didn't you tell me?"

She quickly calmed down, lowered her eyes and said softly, "It's not a big deal."

"Why don't you deal with it? Don't want to be discovered by me?"

Am I your burden?

The kid shook his head quickly, covered his knees, and pretended to be wronged: "I'm afraid of pain. I don't want to rub it."

The soft childish voice acting like a baby is really lethal.

I almost gave up.

"I'll rub it for you."

The medicated oil was applied to the skin, and I couldn't help but groan in pain even after I rubbed it lightly and heavily.

It's swollen like this, about three or four centimeters taller, and I don't know how long it took. You really deserve the pain.I tried to keep my movements as light as possible and asked her, "Tell me, how did you get hurt?"

The kid twisted his face, his eyes were watery, and he still quibbled: "I accidentally knelt down."

uh-huh?

"careless?"

With a little more strength in his hands, he shrank his legs immediately with a sound of Ji.

"Ah."

After kneading the medicated oil, it warmed into the palm of my hand. I looked down carefully, carefully avoiding the scabbed wound, and gradually dissolving the black blood.The depression in my heart can't be resolved.

"Dad said he supported us."

Ji stopped with a dodge.

"How did you do it?" With a bitter taste on the tip of my tongue, I kept my hands on my hands. Before she could answer, I asked again, "They made you kneel?"

"No."

Both cheeks were held up by slightly cold hands with a sound of Ji, and my red eyes were reflected in the kid's dark eyes.

"I did it on purpose. It's just a trick. Don't feel bad."

She spoke softly, but it made people angry.

"Even if it's a bitter trick, I should go. It's not your turn."

"It works better if I go. Doesn't it?"

The end of Ji's voice rises, and he smiles obediently, but the cute little tiger teeth pop out to show off his might.

Really!Very annoying!But also adorable.The palm was full of strength, and he was unwilling to press it down.

I said helplessly, "You should at least tell me."

"Okay, sister, don't be angry."

"Then tell me exactly what you did."

I simply sat on the floor and rubbed her wound carefully, waiting for her answer.

Ji sat upright with a sound, and hesitated for a while before speaking: "I will go to my uncle and aunt, and I will understand it with emotion and move it with reason."

Excuse me?

I slapped Ji Xiaoyi's swollen bump hard, and threatened her: "I'll give you another chance to organize your words."

Frightened by the sudden pain, the child let out a muffled grunt, and said aggrievedly: "I asked Jiming to do something."

"Very good! You tell my brother, but don't tell me."