During this period, Qiao Sinian's cell phone rang many times.

But he didn't answer any of them and just stood there.

Ye Jiaqi frowned. She thought it was noisy and stood up. She planned to change her position.

Before she could stand up, the little girl who took her kite ran over with tears in her eyes: "Sister..."

Ye Jiaqi hurriedly pulled her over and said, "What's wrong? Why are you crying? Have you snatched your kite again?"

"No..." The little girl's eyes turned red after crying, "My brother's kite is flying so high, my kite can't fly!"

Ye Jiaqi looked over and found that the little brother's kite flew very high, and the little boy had a happy time.

Ye Jiaqi was in trouble, and she couldn't help the little girl fly kites.

Moreover, she has never played with kites much, and it would be embarrassing if she couldn't put them up.

"Sister, sister, what should I do? The kite cannot fly high, my brother wants to laugh at me... Woo woo..." The little girl cried very sadly, holding the butterfly kite, crying like a porcelain doll.

His big eyes were red, his face was covered with tears, and his cheeks were bulging, as if he was sad and angry, and he felt extremely aggrieved.

Ye Jiaqi grabbed her little arm and glanced at Qiao Sinian: "How about you ask this uncle to help you fly a kite."

The little girl shook her head: "Hardcore."

Ye Jiaqi: "..."

Qiao Sinian's face sank, and squatted down directly in front of the little girl.

He raised his hand and grabbed the little girl's pigtails: "Who do you think is fierce? Hum?"

"Hey!" Ye Jiaqi was so angry that he was not ashamed as Qiao Sinian, and he was still a little girl.

The little girl was so scared that she took two steps back, stared at Qiao Sinian, pretending to be very fierce: "Strange! Fierce! No one likes you!"

"Say it again!" Qiao Sinian squatted and stared at the little girl.

"Strange! Fierce! No one likes you! Fierce! Fierce! No one likes you! Fierce! Fierce! No one likes you!" The little girl jumped, "I can say it three times!"

Qiao Sinian was so angry that his lungs hurt.

He suddenly took a step forward, picked up the little girl from the ground with both hands, held her and walked onto the lawn!

"Woooo, the bad guy is going to beat the baby, sister, help me, woooooo..." The little girl grabbed the kite and moved restlessly in Qiao Sinian's arms, her two small braids shaking left and right.

Ye Jiaqi looked at the sky speechlessly.

Qiao Sinian held the little girl in his arms, and the posture was very skillful.

The little girl struggled a few times at first, but she was afraid of falling off, so she hugged Qiao Sinian's neck and kept muttering: "Strange, big bad guy."

When he arrived at the open space on the lawn, Qiao Sinian put her down and took care of her messy skirt.

He squatted down, took the kite from the little girl's hand, studied it carefully, and stood up and flew the butterfly kite into the sky.

In the sun, the kite flies higher and higher.

The little girl was aggrieved at first, but soon she turned into worship. She looked up at her kite, jumped and laughed happily, clapping her hands!

"The kite is so high, my kite flies the highest!"

The little girl followed Qiao Sinian closely, never leaving her.

At the beginning, he shouted "bad" but soon he became "big brother".

"Big brother is so awesome, big brother is so handsome."
Chapter completed!