The Sleeping Prince's Romance

Cilang dodged nimbly and hid behind David, but was not hugged by Lunzi.

Although Cilang didn't care whose arms he was in after falling asleep, but when he was awake, he was not used to having physical contact with unfamiliar people.

Rinko regretted Cirou's dodge, but she stepped aside and enthusiastically welcomed David and Cirou into the house.

"Honey, David is here with a cute little angel, come out quickly, if I don't see you in a minute, I'll send all the collector's editions in your attic to the scrap yard!"

"Is it true that in the eyes of women, all children are little angels?"

I don't know if it was because of David's arrival, or Rinko's threat had an effect, anyway, just as the two of them sat down, Cirou walked down the stairs alone.

Squinting eyes, messy hair, unbuttoned shirts...

Obviously, Nanjiro has just retired, but he has completely lost the demeanor of "Samurai Nanjiro", and he has the appearance of a wretched uncle.

Minamijiro who walked downstairs first waved at David casually to welcome him, then looked at Jiro who was lazily huddled on the sofa as if he was about to fall asleep at any time, his eyes lit up involuntarily:

"A little thing with personality, it's on par with my dragon horse kid."

Five or six years old is not the age to know everything. This kid can behave as if he is at home in a stranger's home that he is visiting for the first time, which makes Nanjiro a little interested.

"You talk to David first, honey, I'll take..."

It was only then that Lunzi remembered that she still didn't know the name of this lovely child, so she got stuck in the middle of the sentence.

"Akutagawa Jiro, my nephew."

David took up the conversation just in time.

"Ci Lang, I'll take you to meet new friends. The children of Aunt Lunko's family are also very cute! They are playing tennis in the backyard now, let's go there together."

Lunzi took Cilang's hand and walked towards the backyard. Cilang didn't refuse this time. It was because Lunzi was too enthusiastic, which made him feel like he didn't know how to refuse.

As soon as he arrived in the backyard, Cilang saw two children with dark green hair, standing on both sides of the net and playing games.

"These two are children from my aunt's family. The older one is five years old and his name is Echizen Ryuya; the younger one is Ryoma, who is only three years old. They both like tennis very much!"

Lunzi looked at the two children in the field with gentle eyes, and it could be seen that this woman loved her son very much.

Even though Jiro knew that Long Ya was just the adopted son of the Echizen family.

Originally, Jiro thought that the child from the Echizen family that David mentioned was Ryoma, but he didn't know that he was wrong until he saw Long Ya. David should be referring to Long Ya.

Lunzi went back to make tea for the two people in the house. Cilang who was left behind looked at the two children playing tennis in the court, very speechless.

Yes, Long Ya and Long Ma are not playing tennis at all, they can only be called "playing" at best.

Long Ya is still a bit of a model, at least under normal circumstances he can successfully serve the ball over the net, but what about Long Ma?After throwing the ball up, it can't fall on the racket accurately!

Looking at the Ryoma who fell to the ground because of too much force after swinging an empty racket again, the expression on Cilang's face softened slightly.

That Ryoma who has already shown the stubborn side of his character now, even though his knees were injured and bleeding after falling, he still held his mouth and opened his eyes wide, still relying on tears to swirl in the eye sockets, just not letting them fall.

"You are so mean, little one!"

After seeing Ryoma fall down, Long Ya immediately threw away the tennis racket, ran to get a medical kit, and then ran back.

Although it can be seen from Long Ya's movements of carefully lifting Ryoma up that he still values ​​Ryoma as his younger brother, but the words in his mouth are very irritating.

And Ryoma was obviously pissed off.

"Go away, Smelly Longya, I don't want you to care!"

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It's a pity that Long Ma's self-consciously fierce eyes had no power in Long Ya's eyes. He smiled and squatted down in front of Long Ma, opened the medical box and wanted to disinfect the bazaar for Long Ma.

Even though Longya was more mature than ordinary people of the same age, she was still only five years old, and the tears that Ryoma endured for a long time with clumsy hands finally flowed down.

"It hurts!"

Long Ma sobbed and pushed Long Ya away, who made him feel even more painful. The unsuspecting Long Ya was pushed backwards, startled, thinking that he would soon need the gauze and disinfectant he brought over. water.

However, Long Ya closed her eyes for a long time, and there was no pain in her back. Long Ya thought that her father or mother had come to catch her. When she opened her eyes, she found that the person holding her back was a person who looked exactly like her. Little boy about the same age.

Long Ya just noticed that this boy was brought over by his mother, he should be a child of his parents' friends.

So Long Ya immediately showed a bright smile at the boy:

"Thanks, brother!"

After holding Long Ya steady, Ci Lang glanced at him lightly:

"you are welcome."

Seeing that Long Ya had stood up, this time Chang Cilang walked up to Ryoma and squatted down:

"Crying can't solve any problems, it's just a means for the weak to win sympathy."

Regardless of whether Ryoma could understand or not, Cirou skillfully disinfected and applied medicine to the wound on Ryoma's knee, then wrapped it up with gauze, and finally tied a bowknot in a wicked way.

"Okay, be careful when playing tennis in the future, and be careful not to touch the water with the wound."

The last sentence Ci Lang said to Long Ya, after all Long Ma was still too young to understand too complicated words at all.

Looking down at the strange little brother squatting in front of him and bandaging him, Ryoma blinked his big cat eyes——

It didn't hurt me at all, it was not at all the same as my nasty brother Long Ya!

Maybe Ryoma's age made him not understand a lot of truths, but compared with his elder brother, he obviously liked this little brother in front of him more.

Because, he made his wound no longer hurt!

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Jirou's actions obviously made him immediately gain the favor of the two Echizen children, and a small friendship sprouted just like that.

"I'm Echizen Ryuya, and the crying little one is Echizen Ryoma, let's get to know each other and be friends!"

Long Ya stretched out her hand to Ci Lang very openly, with the appearance of a little adult.

"Don't call me little one, Smelly Dragon Ya!"

Long Ma glared at Long Ya again in dissatisfaction, then stretched out his tiny arms in a decent manner, and said to Ci Lang in a childish voice:

"Just be friends with Longma, don't bother with the hateful Longya!"

Children's childish words are always so interesting to hear, and Cilang rarely has a feeling of wanting to play a prank——

If I record Ryoma's current appearance and show it to Qingxue candidates nine years later, I wonder if they will have a new understanding of Qingxue's little prince?