The men of the Luo family began to learn these when they were very young. Although his current behavior seems very wrong to outsiders, he takes it for granted“ Uncle taught you! " After going in, he didn't ask the coach to teach the little milk bag, but taught him himself. Pei Chengxi's educational philosophy is actually similar to that of him. Although the little milk bag is only more than three years old, Pei Chengxi has already taught him this. Xiaonaibao is a tough child. He is not afraid of hardship. Although he is small, he has the aura of a man. Although he usually laughs with Luo Yibei, when he comes to the training ground and Luo Yibei teaches him, he is very serious. Children under the age of four, small and short, put on road clothes and have a small snowball. When you raise your hands and feet, you are very cute and funny. But the expression on his face was very serious. Luo Yibei quietly looked at him like this, and the corners of his lips slightly hooked. This boy is a good material to make“ Come on, try to fight your uncle! Use the action uncle Gang taught you! " Clapped his hands and changed back to the attention of the small milk bag. Luo Yibei stepped back a few steps. The little milk bag stared at him quietly, and his eyes turned, as if he were planning something. Luo Yibei was more than twenty years older than him. He fought with Luo Yibei. Even if it was just practice, he knew he couldn't fight hard. However, children are naturally good at winning. The corners of his lips rose slightly without trace. He suddenly trotted to loebye, threw himself on him, pushed him and fell to the ground. He also didn't attack luoyibei, let alone fight with him, but scratched luoyibei's itch. The small hand, still containing milk fragrance, scratched on Loeb, like cotton candy, soft, accompanied by his giggle. Luo Yibei was obviously stunned for a moment. Let the little milk bag lie on his body, and his body lying on the floor was a little stiff at the beginning. He is not used to being close to anyone other than Fang Chi Xia, let alone a strange child who has only known him for less than a day. His aura has always been very strong. Over the years, most people are afraid of even approaching him, let alone making trouble with him. Luo Yibei let the little milk bag's hand scratch on him, and didn't push him away“ You are so big and several times taller than me. How can we fight each other? " The little milk bag is still scratching him. Such behavior is actually a way for children to show intimacy. They will jump on whoever they like and get close to whoever they like. For a moment, he didn't realize how offensive his current behavior was. He lay on Lloyd's body for a long time. Maybe his hands were a little sour. His head leaned against his chest and his arms gently hugged his neck. A particularly clever move, compared with just naughty, he is much more docile now. His body is very soft, and the part close to luoyibei feels warm. In fact, he doesn't hate it. Luo Yibei stared at him quietly, raised his arms rigidly, and he gently hugged the body of the small milk bag“ Are you hungry? Uncle, take you out to eat. "“ OK. " The little milk bag nodded obediently. Luo Yibei didn't push him away, so he picked him up in such a posture, helped him change his Taoist clothes, and took him out. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.