My Husband, Warm The Bed

Zhan Nianbei parked the car and walked in. When he passed the transparent studio, he glanced around and saw Little Ranran sitting alone in the studio.    

    

The small Little Ranran sat in front of the large painting frame. She held a brush in her hand and was very focused on drawing something on the painting frame.    

    

Zhan Nianbei did not see Little Ranran for a few days. He also wanted to hug her. He turned around and walked into the drawing room. "Ran!"    

    

"Wuuu, Wuuu..." It was not Little Ranran who answered him. It was Little Mianmian, who was lying on the floor motionlessly and had an unhappy look on his face.    

    

"Little guy, are you unhappy to see grandpa?" In the past when he came, that little guy would definitely run to his side and jump around. What happened today?    

    

The Mianmian continued to whimper. There were too many grievances in its heart. But no one could understand its language.    

    

Zhan Nianbei's gaze shifted from the unhappy little Mianmian to Little Ranran. He saw her holding a brush and drawing with a proper manner. "Ran, what are you doing?"    

    

"grandpa." Little Ranran looked up and cast a sweet smile at Zhan Nianbei. She then lowered her head and drew seriously, "Ranran is drawing younger sister."    

    

No wonder the Mianmian did not move and still had an unhappy and aggrieved expression. It turned out that it was doing Little Ranran's role as a model.    

    

"Hmm?" Zhan Nianbei moved closer to her painting rack. He looked at it again and again, but he did not see that Little Ranran was drawing the Mianmian.    

    

"What's so fun about drawing? Ranran and grandpa are leaving. grandpa will take you to play something else." To Zhan Nianbei, painting was too quiet. If he had children, he would teach them some more exciting games, no matter if they were girls or boys.    

    

"grandpa, Ranran has finished painting and gave it to Xiao Ze." Although Little Ranran did not really want this little brother to be her brother, she was still sensible enough to prepare gifts for Xiao Ze.    

    

There were many toys in the toy room for her. She could give any one of them to someone, but Little Ranran could not bear to part with them. Those were all treasures that she treasured very much.    

    

Therefore, she prepared the gifts herself. The drawings that she had learned over the past few days had come in handy. It was just that it had been hard on her sister.    

    

At present, Little Ranran's painting skills were so high that she felt very wronged being a model for her. However, there was no other way. It was her fault that it was the youngest in the family. Little Ranran could only bully it.    

    

The Mianmian was a Bobo. Little Ranran drew it according to it, but no one could recognize that the animal in the painting was the Mianmian.    

    

If one insisted on saying what Little Ranran drew looked like, Zhan Nianbei felt that it looked more like a cat.    

    

"So Ranran wanted to draw a painting to give to the new brother." Zhan Nianbei rubbed her small head and sat beside her. "Ranran draw it. It's done. grandpa will take you to play."    

    

"Yes." Little Ranran put the brush away and looked at the painting that she personally drew. The more she looked, the more satisfied she was. This painting was the one that made her most satisfied in her recent works.    

    

"The painting is done?" Zhan Nianbei thought to himself. Luckily, Little Ranran asked Mianmian to be her model. If her father were to be her model, she would probably paint her father as a kitten.    

    

"grandpa, is Ranran's drawing good?" Little Ranran was quite confident in her drawing skills.    

    

"Of course it's good." How could Ran's painting not look good? No matter who took this painting to the Qin Family, everyone would praise it from the bottom of their heart.    

    

Qin Family doted on their family's Ran without any principles. As long as it was drawn by Little Ranran, it would definitely be the number one painting in the world.    

    

"grandpa is the best. Ranran likes grandpa." Little Ranran turned her head to look at the Mianmian that was still lying on the side, "Younger sister, you go and play."    

    

"Woof, woof, woof..." Finally free. The Mianmian quickly jumped up and turned around to run away.    

    

It did not want to stay for another minute. It was so afraid that its Little Sister would make it model again.    

    

"Let's go. grandpa will carry you to give you a gift." Zhan Nianbei lifted Little Ranran up and let her sit on his shoulder.    

    

He was the commander of the Jiangbei military. Little Ranran was the first person who was lucky enough to ride on his head.    

    

Since everyone in the family was present, everyone's attention was naturally on the main character of the day, Xiao Ze.    

    

Little Ranran handed it to her brother personally. "Xiao Ze, this is a gift from Ranran and my sister. You can't not like it."    

    

Because she still had some aversion towards this little brother in her heart, Little Ranran's words were also somewhat barbaric and overbearing.    

    

"Thank you little sister, I really like it!" Xiao Ze took the painting that Little Ranran gave him and said very happily.    

    

"Xiao Ze, you will be a member of our big family from now on. Grandpa and grandma want to be healthy and happy." Qin’s mother gave Xiao Ze the jade pendant, which meant that Xiao Ze could grow up healthy and healthy.    

    

This jade was bought by Qin's father when he went to Myanmar a few years ago. It was originally bought for collection, but it was snatched by Qin’s mother and processed into a safety button.    

    

Qin’s mother wanted to give this priceless jade to the eldest grandson of the Qin Family, but Qin's father agreed without saying anything.    

    

In the past few decades, Qin's father had only followed one principle, as long as his wife was happy.    

    

"Thank you, grandpa! Thank you, grandma! Xiao Ze really likes it!" Xiao Ze put on the gift from his grandparents and said sweetly.    

    

Xiao Ze, this is the gift that little aunt prepared for you. " Qin Xiaobao gave Xiao Ze a set of detective comics that even little boys liked. She guessed that Xiao Ze would also like it.    

    

"Thank you, little aunt!" Xiao Ze did not know whether the things were valuable or not. He only knew that he always wanted the gifts from his little aunt, but his parents were reluctant to buy them for him.    

    

His mother always said that such a comic would cost a few thousand dollars. It was all her and her father's monthly salary. So every time, he could only stare blankly at the manga he liked outside the library.    

    

Zhan Nianbei did not prepare anything. In his opinion, he and Qin Xiaobao were already family. Qin Xiaobao's gift was equivalent to his gift.    

    

Qin Yue and Jian Ran naturally prepared gifts for Xiao Ze, which was to renovate Xiao Ze's room and make it look like he liked it. They also prepared many new clothes for him. The parents should do what they should do to their children. They tried their best to do the best.    

    

After sending the gifts, Xiao Ze also got to know his family members as he received the gifts.    

    

Jian Ran handed Little Ranran to Xiao Ze and rubbed their heads. "Xiao Ze, Ran. You two must love each other and help each other."    

    

Xiao Ze said sensibly, "Don't worry, mom and dad. Xiao Ze will take good care of sister."    

    

Little Ranran did not want to say anything because she only had Big Brother Lie in her heart. She had not accepted Xiao Ze as her brother.    

    

"Ranran, what about you?" Jian Ran asked.    

    

Little Ranran blinked her beautiful big eyes and felt wronged in her heart but she still very sensibly nodded her head.