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Kung Fu Baby with 17 Doting Brothers-Chapter 695: The Small Are Bullied
Tuanzi rushed to the second floor at lightning speed, with a βswishβ, swiftly climbed through the window into the room, and the instant she landed, she darted to the door like an arrow off the string, quickly locked the door, then flew onto the bed, rolled around nimbly, pulled the quilt over herself, and guiltily closed her eyes. ππΏπ²ππ°πππ§πππ²π₯.πππ
The whole set of movements flowed seamlessly, taking less than a minute.
The system watched in silence.
It suddenly recalled the host mastering Qinggong all by herself.
Who learns Qinggong through sneaking food and running away? And who, although inferior to senior brothers in swordsmanship, excels in Qinggong?
A few minutes passed before Ning Jixiuβs angry and embarrassed voice sounded from the door.
"Gu Miaomiao, open the door for me!"
The background noise was him patting the door vigorously.
Tuanzi kept her eyes shut tightly, even started to snore softly. The system admired her, since no one had even broken in, yet she acted so convincingly, more dedicated than many actors.
"Gu Miaomiao, I know youβre not asleep!"
Tuanzi: "Snore~"
Outside the door.
Ning Jixiu was enraged in vain for a while.
Due to practicing the Demon Technique, his Inner Strength was almost depleted, even unable to defeat East Gate East. Standing at the door, he couldnβt hear any movement inside the room. But he was sure that Gu Miaomiao was pretending to sleep.
Thinking of the past few days, how he stuck to her like a tail, occasionally calling her βsenior sisterβ, and hiding behind her when things happened, his face flushed from neck to cheek.
"Gu Miaomiao, open the door!"
He continued to knock on the door.
Zhen Haowei followed down and advised, "Sheβs been asleep at this hour, donβt disturb her."
"Heh," Ning Jixiu looked up at his seven-foot-tall seventh senior brother, "You believe sheβs asleep?"
This senior brother came from the Cultivation World, even if weaker in strength, could sense when the junior sister was sneaking peeks and listening.
He didnβt care about the double standards of his senior brother. The junior sister entered the sect last, youngest, just a child; taking care of her, favoring her was fine. But, for the last-joined junior sister to bully him, that wasnβt acceptable.
Ning Jixiu couldnβt help but grind his teeth.
Zhen Haowei could only change his approach to persuade, "I insisted on making such dishes, you lost yourself to cravings, whatβs it got to do with her? The responsibility is half each for us two."
Ning Jixiu angrily said, "She shouldnβt have tricked me into calling her senior sister!"
"Whatβs wrong with calling her senior sister, youβre younger than her now, calling her wonβt cost you an arm."
The little boy was still very angry, so angry that he stomped his feet.
Realizing he did something childish, he froze, suspecting the effects of the dishes hadnβt worn off yet.
But he had called Gu Miaomiao βsenior sisterβ so many times, it was just too... unfair!
He calculated in his mind, how many times did his junior sister call him eighth senior brother in total?
The little boy stubbornly stood at the door, refusing to leave. Leaving meant losing!
Zhen Haowei, somewhat impatient, seeing Ning Jixiu still trying to knock, straightforwardly picked him up.
"Let go of me!"
The little boy kicked around wildly in the air in anger.
"How dare you be so disrespectful to me!"
Zhen Haowei reached out with a big palm, messed up Ning Jixiuβs hair, and then pinched his cheek casually.
The Demon Sect Leader fell silent.
Small people are easily bullied!
He was puffed up with anger the whole time.
Being picked up, his view was elevated; he soon noticed someone peeking from the third floor. Upon closer look, well, it was Ji Zhangzhuo watching the fun, a mocking smile clearly displayed on his face.
The door next to him was also ajar, but no shadow could be seen. But he distinctly remembered that was Duan Xiayouβs room.
Looking around, he found that except for the third senior brother, everyone else was watching his joke.
Only then did he realize something, looking down, he noticed his junior sisterβs room opened, revealing a round head. That round head looked around, looked up, and happened to see him.
Almost instantly, Tuanzi bounced back and closed the door as if nothing had happened.
Ning Jixiu: "..."
Whereβs the fellow love?
He wanted to leave the Heavenly Cloud Sect!
The next day, breakfast time. The warm sunlight spilled through the windows into the dining room, leaping on the dining table and landing on a few delicate breakfast items.
Closest to breakfast was a six-year-old girl. She picked up chopsticks, grabbed a big meat bun, brought it to her mouth, and took a bite.
The delicious meat bun made her squint happily, and her short legs swung joyfully a few times.
After quickly devouring a meat bun, she picked up a cup of milk, gulped it down, and not realizing milk stains were on her face, asked, "Whereβs eighth senior brother?"
She counted the number of breakfasts and found there were servings for three.
Needless to say, one was reserved for the late-sleeper senior brother, and the other two were for her and the eighth senior brother.
Thinking of the eighth senior brother, Tuanzi felt a bit guilty again. Actually, she could have stopped the eighth senior brother from eating the dishes seventh senior brother made, but she sided with the seventh senior brother just to hear him call her βsenior sisterβ adorably and softly.
"Oh, regretful!"
She showed off the idioms she just learned and then shamelessly took another big meat bun. From her delighted expression, she didnβt regret it at all.
Ning Jixiu was still not downstairs, so Tuanzi could only take the breakfast to find him.
"Knock knock knock!"
She didnβt knock, just made sounds, "Eighth senior brother, are you awake? Itβs time for breakfast oh. Skipping breakfast wonβt make you grow tall."
No response.
The little ear was pressed against the door panel to listen.
This breathing sound clearly indicated he was awake, just purposely not opening the door.
[Miaomiao: Oh dear, eighth senior brother is pouting]
[Ancient Martial System: You did the same thing last night, remember how many times he knocked?]
Tuanzi was instantly full of fighting spirit.
[Miaomiao: I can knock as many times too]
She freed one hand and knocked on the door repeatedly.
"Eighth senior brother, open the door quickly. If you donβt, Miaomiao will eat all your breakfast, slurp!"
She deliberately mimicked the sound of slurping.
The person inside still had no reaction.
Tuanzi was relentless, calling eighth senior brother many times, knocking on the door many times until her little hand was red, and then the door was opened.
The little girl made a motion to look down but found that she wasnβt much taller than Ning Jixiu. This action didnβt allow her to see his expression. She feigned composure, slightly raised her gaze, and said with a smile, "Eighth senior brother, you finally decided to open the door? Is your tummy hungry and wants food?"
She shoved the breakfast towards him, her eyes fixed on his chubby cheeks, unwilling to miss any change in his expression.
Noticing his slightly upturned lips, she was a bit puzzled.
"Eighth senior brother, youβre happy?"
She made a quirky expression, "But you were unhappy yesterday, your mood changes more than Jiang Cityβs weather."
The little girl shook her head with a βdonβt guess a little boyβs heartβ expression.
She was always lively with her expressions, and guessing the meaning of her expression, Ning Jixiu, whose mood was initially good, turned dark.







