"Brother is doing homework." Qiao Chengfan glared at her.

"My brother taught me to write after finishing my homework." The little girl bit the words in confusion.

"You are not allowed to make a noise until I finish writing."

Little Yuzu nodded obediently.

At this moment, Xiao Yuzi really didn't make any noise anymore. She sat obediently on the sofa in the small study, holding her doll and looking around, not making a fuss, playing with her own things.

Qiao Chengfan didn’t have much homework and he finished it before he could finish it.

After sorting out the homework and textbooks, he took out a piece of white paper and waved to Xiao Yuzi: "Come here."

Little Yuzi jumped off the sofa happily and ran over happily, just like Qiao Chengfan's little follower.

"What do you want to write?" Qiao Chengfan handed her the pen and held her soft little hand, "By the way, I don't know what your name is yet."

They all called her Xiao Yuzi.

"Ye Muyuan." The little girl told Qiao Chengfan word by word.

Qiao Chengfan was in trouble, and he didn't know what words it was: "Can you write a name?"

"No." Xiao Yuzi of course shook her head, she could only write simple numbers.

"Then I will teach you how to write 'Little Pomelo'." Qiao Chengfan held her hand, lowered his head, and patiently wrote her nickname on the paper.

Qiao Chengfan looked very good when he lowered his head, with his eyelashes and long eyes, his eyes were serious, and his thin lips were slightly pursed.

Little Yuzi was not focused and didn't look at the paper. She just stared at Qiao Chengfan.

The words are written in a crooked manner.

Qiao Chengfan grabbed her hand: "Be serious."

"You and Daddy look like you." Little Yuzi blinked her eyes.

Qiao Chengfan was slightly stunned and said lightly: "I am his son, of course I look like him."

"What a fool you."

Qiao Chengfan frowned, his face dimly, and his tone was slightly unhappy: "I don't have a mother."

"Ah..." Xiao Yuzi scratched her head, "I'll lend you Moma."

"Do you still want to learn to write?" Qiao Chengfan looked at the little girl leaning against him.

"Learn, learn."

Xiao Yuzi likes the fragrance on Qiao Chengfan very much, which is different from hers.

She also likes to rub against him and expresses her friendship.

Qiao Chengfan grabbed her hand and wrote "Little Youzi" several times on the paper. Little Youzi asked again: "What is your brother's name? "

"Qiao Chengfan."

He held the pen and wrote the three words "Qiao Chengfan" for her to show.

The little girl pointed at "Little Youzi" and called "Sister", and then pointed at "Qiao Chengfan" and called "Brother", looking very happy.

After a while, she felt something was wrong, and thought for a while and said, "I want my surname to be Qiao, too."

"I can't make the decision, tell Lao Qiao."

"Um!"

Qiao Chengfan thought this girl was quite smart.

After writing for a while, Qiao Chengfan threw down his pen: "You write it yourself. I'm going to practice the piano. Just grab the pen and imitate my handwriting and write it when I come back to check it out for you."

"I understand." Xiao Yuzi was not opposed to writing. She used a pen to draw on Qiao Chengfan's handwriting, stroke by stroke, and was very patient.

Little Yuzi is not like other children who are impatient and cry. She is very obedient and is particularly curious about new things.

Qiao Chengfan glanced at her and then went to the piano room.

His daily arrangements were also very fulfilling. When he was in the UK, he also practiced piano, calligraphy, Taekwondo and Go in addition to studying, and was full of time every day.
Chapter completed!