Two children whose ages add up to less than ten years old have no complex ideas about the adult world. Xiaoyi just feels that for a little girl who is only two or three years old, her behavior may be too much. Even if Xiao Jiu has more bad intentions, the age injury is there. No matter how to say, she is just a child who can't speak fluently. Looking at Xiao Jiu, who was still white and wet in bed, Xiao Yi had a rare feeling of guilt, "what a pity!" He helped her tidy up her clothes like a big brother. He led her downstairs first. His attitude towards her was obviously better than before. However, as soon as he opened his mouth, he immediately beat himself back to the original shape of poisonous tongue, "follow up, clown girl!" Xiao Jiu's face collapsed almost in seconds. No girl doesn't mind her beauty or ugliness, even if she's not old at all. Even xiaochenxi, a little girl who is still drinking milk, if someone around her tells her which clothes she doesn't look good, she is ready to show her face with a small face. What's more, Xiao Jiu is never ugly. No one around said she was ugly! Xiao Yi's title on her head made her remember him all at once! With a small face to keep up with him, Xiao Jiu didn't ask him to lead him. With his memory when he came, he walked in front and groped back to the dinner scene. There are too many guests tonight. It seems that she can be seen on many occasions in this upper class society. However, few people at the scene knew her identity. Even Xiaoyi, who has a wide range of contacts, has never heard of her origin from her circle of friends. After Xiao Jiu arrived at the scene, he soon drowned in the guests and seemed to find his parents. Xiaoyi didn't care, so he turned to find xiaochenxi. Compared with other children under the age of five at the scene, he felt that the dawn was much more pleasing to the eye... Fisnor also came to today's dinner. Princess Sophia was old. It happened that others were also in City C and asked him to come on behalf of the Royal Chamber of his country. At more than nine o'clock in the evening, Prince Hyman also came. There are many royal nobles present tonight. It's no surprise to the Luo family. Hyman's presence did not attract much attention from the Luo family. Fang Chixia and Pei Chengxi didn't know what to talk about at the scene. When two people with different painting styles stood side by side and whispered, the picture was unusually harmonious. Hyman's eyes fixed on their side faces, his eyes swept off their eyebrows inch by inch, and the corners of his lips were cold. Fang Chixia and Pei Chengxi are two independent individuals who have nothing to do with each other in the eyes of ordinary people. However, if you look closely, you will find that they still have something in common. The two eyes are as like as two peas, not pure black, dark brown, eyelid, even the thick eyelid. Fang Chi Xia's eyelids are not ordinary Oriental people's shallow eyelids, but teach deep European style. Oriental eyelashes are naturally dense, long and curly, but not many. On the contrary, they are very common in Europeans. Fang Chi Xia and Pei Chengxi are both Oriental in appearance. However, in their eyes, they both combine the characteristics of Europeans. Fang Chi Xia himself is not a minority. There is only one reason that can be explained - a quarter of European descent! This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.