Zhan Jingyi: "I made an appointment. She said that her father would not allow her to go to her classmate's house, and her eight elder brothers would not allow her to come."

Zhan Fengli's deep eyes blinked.

Qian Chongxi's defense is so deep that he can't catch his daughter and catch him by the way.

After thinking about it, there was a smile in his eyes.

"After class, you can follow her to her home with the ball. There are many toys in her home that you haven't played before. You can stay in her home for a few days."

Zhan Jingyi's big watery eyes lingered with the light of expectation. "That's great. I'm going. I'm going!"

Zhan Jingyi thought about it. Holding his face in his small hand, he said softly in a cute voice, "that Jingyi is not at home. Dad wants to listen to Lao Li's words when he is at home alone."

Lao li felt his nose and said he was under a lot of pressure. He asked his third young master to be obedient and his legs were soft.

Zhan Fengli: "the baby is not at home, dad is more lonely than being at home alone."

Zhan Jingyi's big eyes blinked. He seemed to be thinking about something. After thinking for a while, he said to Zhan Fenglie in a gentle voice: "I'll come back to see you, but I feel that my father needs to cut my hair a little shorter before I leave."

"Why?" Zhan Feng was puzzled.

Zhan Jingyi seriously said: "my hair will grow. If it grows, my father will come to me and won't recognize me."

Secretary Li is very happy when he looks at this lovely baby. Such a small child is only three and a half years old, but he can always prevent everything in front of him. It's very rare to take precautions.

Zhan Fenglie twists his hair on the top of his head. "Do you want dad to put a label on your head to mark Zhan's baby?"

After hearing Zhan fengsha's words, Secretary Li immediately thought of a small flag floating on the top of the little guy's head, which said "Zhan's baby". Ha ha, the picture is too beautiful for him to see.

"En..." Zhan Jingyi pursed her lips and thought about it seriously, then happily proposed: "write on qianjunli's forehead, write about the baby of Qianjia, and I don't need to write about mine."

Zhan Fengli: "have you ever thought that in case qianjunli won't let you follow? If she is not so determined to let you go to her house to play with her, your small body is not the opponent of the eight uncles. "

Secretary Li found out that under the guidance of Zhan Fengli, he learned to think habitually and take precautions before doing anything.

Zhan Jingyi said with a red mouth: "I'll think of a way. I have to go to her house to play with her toys. I won't break her toys."

"Well, take your time. Dad will watch you. Go to the classroom." Zhan Fenglie puts the little guy on the ground, waves his little hand to say goodbye, and then runs towards the school.

Back in the car, Zhan Fengli asked Ye Yan, "what's going on there in Qin Mi?"

Ye Yan: "he and usual, no difference, is recently keen on skateboarding, and qianchongxi nothing to do."

Zhan Fengli: "continue to follow."

Ye Yan: "good."

Zhan Fengli: "you don't need to appear in places where there are thousands of Chongxi in the future."

Ye Yan looked at his cold face through the rearview mirror.

Since last time she took someone to arrest Qian Chongxi and offended the boss, when has the relationship between the boss and Qian Chongxi been so good?

There was a moment's silence before she answered.

……

In the classroom, qianjunli sits in the first row with a very clever posture.

She is a girl. She hasn't shaved her hair since she was born in Dongli. Now her hair is as long as her back.

Light brown hair in the back of the head tied a small ball head, with a pink princess skirt, lovely.

After so many days at school, she no longer cried, but no matter what she did, she would be the first.

Sitting in the first row, after class, she wants to be the first to go out of the classroom. If other children go out first, she won't follow. However, the teachers have to organize the order of other children after class according to the meaning of the little princess. Let them wait in line in the classroom. Let qianjunli children go out of the classroom under the escort of eight bodyguards.

Every time after school, there is a kind gesture of going out of the palace. How terrible!

Such a little girl already knows what international fan is. The young female teachers call that they will live in vain for the rest of their lives. One day, they will have a taste of the ceremony of the princess's leaving the palace, and they will live up to it.

In addition to what is as like as two peas, Zhan Jingyi is the most talked about teacher in other private schools. What puzzles all teachers is that Zhan Jing and Qian Ming Li are two different fathers. Why are their faces alike? As long as they wear their hats together and uniform school uniforms, they can not tell who is who.

However, qianjunli's character is very aloof and less talkative. Although she loves to cry, she is more domineering. In addition to these shortcomings, she is also a very sensible child. In addition, she is beautiful and clean, so the teachers are concerned about her.

What's more, it's not good not to worry about her. There are eight strong men guarding her. How dare they neglect her.

And Zhan Jingyi is more friendly, and although he is small, his head is different from other children's flexibility. He can see things that other children can't see. Sometimes his ideas are not as good as their teachers.

At this time, Zhan Jingyi sits behind his small desk, holding his small face and looking at qianjunli in the first row.

Finally, after class, he reached the first row with his ball.

Qianjunli is using small scissors to cut various colors of paper into small petals.

There are 26 children in the whole classroom. She is the only one who has the privilege of holding scissors. She has no choice but to get what she wants.

The teacher couldn't help her. When she made the scissors so handy that she couldn't hurt herself and didn't attack other children, the teacher let her play.

Zhan Jingyi held the ball close to her and said, "Qian Junli, can I teach you how to play football in the evening? You didn't play very well last time. It's a little bit weak

Qian Junli's interest at this time is entirely in paper cutting. She doesn't look at it. Zhan Jingyi replied, "I'm not kicking. I'm a girl."

Zhan Jingyi: "it's cool for girls to play football."

"That'll stain my pink skirt." Qianjunli still did not look up.

Zhan Jingyi: "if the skirt is dirty, you can wash it. I've learned a new way to play it. You don't learn to regret it."

Qian Junli finally took a look at him, but the little eyes were a little proud.

"I don't regret it."

“……”

Zhan Jingyi looks at Qian Junli who is serious about paper cutting. He is frustrated. He finds that she seems to have no interest in playing ball.

Seeing that she was interested in paper-cut, his eyes lit up slightly. "These little pieces of paper look good in color."

"It's a petal!" Qianjunli pouts her lips and stares at him. She is not happy to correct it.