The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 206

Chapter 206: 129 Brothers (Second Update)_2

Gu Yan: “…”

“Where’s Brother Xiaoshun?” Little Jingkong asked again.

“He couldn’t climb up, so he’s gone to get a ladder!” Gu Yan would never admit that he couldn’t climb down, so Gu Xiaoshun had gone to get a ladder and rope to help him down.

Little Jingkong said, “It’s getting late, you should go home, come down!”

Gu Yan said, “I’m not coming down!”

Little Jingkong put his hands on his hips: “Why won’t you come down? You’ve been playing too long today! I’m going to deduct from your playtime tomorrow!”

Gu Yan stuck out his tongue at Little Jingkong: “If I don’t come down, I don’t come down! If you can, come up and catch me!”

Little Jingkong really couldn’t understand Brother Gu Yan’s naughty behavior. He was only slightly over three years old, but he had already stopped climbing trees, let alone making faces at people. He was a mature child, while Brother Gu Yan was still a baby!

“Could it be that you’re afraid to come down?” Little Jingkong boldly guessed.

“I, I certainly am not!” Gu Yan firmly denied!

According to Little Jingkong’s careful observation, whenever Brother Yan lied, he would always look left and right, look up at the sky, and dare not look at people directly.

He had done all three!

“You’re just afraid to come down!”

“I’m not! It’s you who are afraid to come up!”

“Why should I come up?”

“…”

Gu Yan was speechless.

Unfortunately, Gu Xiaoshun was looking for a ladder and had disappeared.

Gu Yan’s strength was nearly depleted, he felt that he couldn’t hold on much longer, if Gu Xiaoshun didn’t show up soon, he might just fall down.

Just when the atmosphere turned awkward and tense, Gu Changqing, who was passing by nearby, heard Little Jingkong’s voice.

It wasn’t that he was deliberately heading in this direction, but this was the only route from the Military Camp to the Marquis Residence. Otherwise, he would not have encountered Little Jingkong the last time.

Hearing Little Jingkong’s seemingly anxious voice, as if arguing with someone, he paused and rode over.

“What are you up to?” His steed stopped behind Little Jingkong.

Little Jingkong looked up, his big black eyes brightening: “Big Brother, it’s you! We meet again!”