Chapter 77: CH 35.1

The Villainess is Three and a Half Years Old Chapter 35.1

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The car was driving, and the trees on the street view were rapidly regressing outside the window. Ye Ya put the small school bag on her lap, moved his toes slightly, leaned over her upper body and said to the driver, "Mister, can we go find Brother?"

It was only half past four, and it was still a few hours before Ye Qinghe would finish school.

The driver didn’t really think about refusing her, "Brother is still in school, and if Yaya goes, you will have to wait a long time.”

“It's okay, it's okay." She waved her little hand, “I'll go and give something to my brother and then we can leave."

“Something?”

Ye Ya patted the small school bag, “Mhm, we can stay just for a while."

“Okay, then mister has to tell Brother in advance."

After receiving the answer, Ye Ya put her body back in the child seat.

Half an hour later, the car stopped in First Middle School.

The school gate was closed tightly, and the security guards were guarding the door anytime, anywhere. Through the glass windows, one could see many students running in the playground. The driver got out of the car and talked to the doorman. After a while, Ye Qinghe hurriedly ran out.

The boy in the wide school uniform had slender limbs and a slender figure. He dared not run too fast, and the black hair on his forehead waved lightly with the pace.

Ye Ya was carrying her school bag and the driver picked her up and out of the car.

Ye Qinghe was lightly catching his breath, and the pale tips of his ears turned thin red from running. He waved his hand and walked to the small gate next to him. Ye Ya was like a short-legged corgi and greeted him head over heels.

She held her school bag and looked across the gate from her brother. The familiar face in front of her made her want to cry and her eyes turned red instantly.

“Yaya?" Ye Qinghe squatted down inside, “What's the matter, are you unhappy in kindergarten?"

Ye Ya's mouth was deflated, and her appearance was full of grievances.

“Why isn’t Yaya speaking?" Ye Qinghe stretched out his fingers from the railing and gently rubbed her smooth cheek.

“Waa...Brother..." There were tears when she spoke.

Ye Qinghe felt a little funny, "Why are you crying? Brother can't get out or coax you now."

“I’m not crying… My… my eyes are just disobedient." Ye Ya dropped her schoolbag, held the railing tightly with both hands, and pressed her face against it. The vertical railing piled up the flesh on her face piece by piece. Ye Ya's gaze was stuck on Ye Qinghe, as if she could get in and hug him right away.

“Ye Qinghe, is that your sister?" A few male classmates who were interested in what was happening walked over, hands on each others’ shoulders.

Ye Qinghe scratched his face and smiled shyly, "Ah, yes. My sister."

“How old are you, Sister." The male classmate forcibly squeezed over to tease her, “What's your name?"

Ye Ya raised her eyes, a little dissatisfied, and muttered in a low voice, "Ye Ya wants to spend some alone time with Brother...”

Puff.

The male students, including Ye Qinghe, laughed at her cuteness.

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“Let's go, let's go. Don't disturb their spending alone time." The boys left with a smile, and before leaving, they rubbed Ye Qinghe's head fiercely, “Lend me your homework later."

Ye Qinghe smiled with a good temper and patted the other on the waist, "I know."

When the others walked away, he directly sat cross-legged on the ground, with gentle eyes, “Is there a reason Yaya came to find Brother?"

Only then did Ye Ya think of the small biscuits in the school bag. She lowered her head to look for it, and her whole body followed her gaze around in place. Finally, she found the abandoned school bag next to her. Ye Ya squatted down and opened the schoolbag and took out the small biscuits from it. Maybe it was the bumps in the road, or maybe she didn't put it away correctly, but the backlog of small biscuits along the way had long since lost their original appearance and turned into a few pieces of crumbs.

Ye Ya couldn’t hold back, and tears fell again.

“It's all broken, it's broken..." She was holding the biscuit and crying so sadly.

What the hell was there to cry about?

The driver next to her didn't understand the child's sadness at all. His expression was full of confusion and helplessness.

Ye Qinghe hooked his hands, "Yaya, come here."

“It's broken...it's broken." Ye Ya twitched and handed the little biscuit over, “I want Brother to eat it..." This handmade biscuit was very delicious, crispy, and fragrant. Each child only got three pieces. She really wanted to eat it all but was not willing to, so she left the two most beautiful pieces, one for her brother and the other for Ziyu.

She calculated everything perfectly, but she completely forgot the fragility of the biscuit.

Ye Ya didn't know that she could ask the teacher for more biscuits, and she was full of sadness after the rare things were destroyed.

“It's okay, it's still edible." Ye Qinghe comforted, “Do you want to feed Brother?"

Ye Ya nodded slowly, she twitched her nose, pinched the biscuit packaging bag with her little hand, held her breath, and tore her fingers hard on both sides.——

Slash!

The violent unpacking of the bag caused the broken biscuits inside to fly all over the ground like snowflakes.

She looked blankly at the bag that fell from her hand, and then at the biscuits on her toes.

“……”

“…………”

The air was silent for two seconds.

The little girl's fragile heart was once again dealt a fatal blow, and she cried very loudly

“I'm so stupid, why can't I even open the small bag?" Ye Ya was disgusted with herself and picked up the small biscuits on the ground while crying, “No... I can't stain the ground. Wuu...I'm sorry, Brother, I'm sorry, small biscuits."

She was crying miserably, her tone was vague, and the most she said was the word sorry.

The driver held back his laughter.

The security guard at the door laughed into a mess.

Ye Qinghe scratched his head in distress, not knowing what to do.

He could see that the child really liked this little biscuit.

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