Chapter 639: Di Chajie, you don't even let off children【8】
Di Chajie, you don’t even let children go【8】
Two children and a dog rolled together,
On the green grass, it is the most beautiful scenery from a distance.
"Little Bao'er, stop teasing Xue'er. The old man asked you to come over and get some delicious food."
A young woman came over.[
The woman is about eighteen years old,
She is very beautiful and has a good figure. Even children would think she is beautiful.
Shao Ze took a second look and found that he rarely saw a woman more beautiful than his mother.
Well
However, he is generous and elegant, and he looks very confident, as if he can do anything.
He also has a calm and calm attitude, which is not typical of his age.
When she saw Shaoze, she smiled and asked:
"Oh, little Bao'er is so lucky to have brought his beautiful brother back."
Little Bao'er rushed over, hugged the girl's legs, and climbed up
The woman bent over and hugged the little baby:
"Sister Sili, look at how beautiful Brother Shaoze is. Isn't he much more beautiful than Brother Xiaowu?"
Yuesili glanced at Shaoze, smiled and nodded:
"He's really handsome!"
Because she used the word handsome, which made Shao Ze happier than using the word beautiful.
So Shaoze fell in love with Yuesili easily.
It is a very simple and intuitive process for children to like people.
Even someone as smart as Shao Ze is no exception.
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The three of them went to Mr. Di’s house together.[
The main room is huge, with a ceiling height of at least four meters. It is a layout that is not seen in modern houses.
Mr. Di is writing in the bookstore.
Wearing a half-washed blue shirt and Tang suit, he looks extremely elegant.
His beard and hair are all white, and he is very Tang Dynasty style.
The children and grandchildren are all good-looking, and the old lady Di is certainly not bad either. There is still a bit of youthful charm in his already old face.
Carrying a tube of green bamboo in his hand, he was writing "Ping Business" there.
As soon as Shaoze entered the study room, he felt that the air here was quieter than other places.
The smell of ink is everywhere. It's not fragrant, but it has its own atmosphere.