The girl's sweet voice dissipated a little tiredness. Shen Chunjiang raised his eyes and saw the daughter Qiaoshengsheng, who had just recognized him, standing in front of him, with a blue silk draped over her head.
In a trance, he thought of the woman again.
"Why haven't you slept yet?" With a touch of tenderness, implicitly concerned.
Shen Hou smiled like a shy smile: "I... have never lived in such a beautiful house. I'm not used to it."
Shen Chunjiang was taken aback, and touched her hair pityingly: "You will be a child of the Shen family from now on, and you will gradually get used to it."
"Dad, I'm so happy." The girl had red eyes, bit her lip, and tried to push back the mist in her eyes, but she became more and more uncontrollable, and finally turned into two clear lines, flowing across her cheeks and falling to the ground." Really, really happy..."
The man suddenly gave birth to an emotion called "pity".
He doesn't like sensationalism, but at this moment, looking at the girl's tearful eyes, he can't help showing his father's desire. It's best to hug her into his arms and coax her gently, just like treating a two or three-year-old child.
This is what the brain thinks, but Shen Chunjiang actually did the same.
Even when Shen Hun was held in his arms, he was shocked for a second.
But soon she relaxed, like a boat moored in a calm harbor, so cherished and so content.
This hug brought a very different feeling to Shen Chunjiang, which was not given to him by the other two daughters.
The sense of accomplishment that was needed made him subconsciously radiate more paternal love.
"A nineteen-year-old girl, why does she still like to cry?"
Shen Hun withdrew from his arms and stood up straight. A pair of tear-washed eyes refracted bright light under the light, which was filled with joy and jumped for joy.
"I don't usually cry, but my father is so kind, I... can't help it!"
As he said, he cried with grievances.
"Okay, okay, we father and daughter will have time to get along in the future."
"Hmm!" She laughed, sniffing, "Then... I'll go back to the room first."
"Go ahead."
Watching the girl's back disappear at the corner of the second floor, Shen Chunjiang sighed. Originally, he didn't have much affection for this daughter. After all, he didn't grow up by his side since childhood, but she didn't expect her to rely so deeply on herself.
No matter, it's a big deal to pay more attention to it in the future, after all, it is the flesh and blood.
Shen Hun returned to the room, put down the water glass in a hurry, and plunged into the bathroom, washing his whole body up and down again to be comfortable.
Under the steaming heat, the goose bumps disappeared.
She was lying on her face, staring at the ceiling, and suddenly couldn't help laughing.
The more she laughed, the happier she was, but she didn't make a sound, but her body kept shaking. People might think she was a lunatic when she was seen.
Finally, the tears came out of laughter, she pulled the tissue and wiped it off, and then continued to laugh.
Shen Chunjiang not only offered comfort, but also hugged her
Haha...
However, four years in advance, Shen Yan's childishness has not escaped, Yang Lan's rank is not enough, even Shen Chunjiang is so naive and stupid, wanting to find a sense of accomplishment as a father from her
That being the case, Shen Hou gave him a sense of accomplishment!
At the same time, the bedroom on the west side.
Shen Chunjiang lifted the quilt and lay down until she was about to close her eyes, but Yang Lan suddenly spoke—
"My dad's 70th birthday banquet next month, you remember to arrange the itinerary in advance, don't be like the last time, you can't find anyone when you toast.
"Ok."
Yang Lan said quietly: "I agree to the illegitimate girl coming in. If you don't even give me this little face, then..."
The man opened his eyes quickly, making people unable to see the true emotions in the darkness, "Go to sleep, I know it in my heart."
The woman feels relieved, and her well-maintained hand touches the man's chest, "Chunjiang..."
Soon, there was a blushing and depressed voice in the room.
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At six o'clock, the biological clock woke up Shen Qian on time.
He changed his clothes and went out for a morning run.
The white fish belly is rising from the horizon, and the mist at night has not dissipated, bringing some coolness.
After running for half an hour, he returned the same way and got stuck when he passed the garden.
Shen Hou always felt that her room was less interesting, and since she moved in, she would definitely make her stay happy and satisfied to the greatest extent possible.
Two potted flowers were still missing on the windowsill, so she came to the gardener early in the morning to ask.
"What about this? A little bit of..." The green fingertips held the tentacles, soft and supple.
"This is called Hypericum, and it is also called Gouhuhua in Hui Province. It can be viewed as a bonsai, and the fruit it bears can be used for medicinal purposes."
Shen Hun also listened intently and nodded from time to time.
"Ding Bo—"
"Master."
Shen Hou looked at it, holding his fingers cautiously, like a small unintentional gesture.
Shen Qian glanced, too fast for people to catch.
"The hibiscus in my room has bloomed."
Ding Bo quickly understood: "I'll help you get a new one in a while."
"Ok."
After speaking, he turned and left.
Shen Hun caught up.
Shen Qian noticed the sound of footsteps behind him, but he didn't hear a word of "stay step" or "wait a moment", so he didn't take the initiative to look back.
Shen Hou just followed, silently.
As if just simply wanting to follow.
Oh, he almost forgot that it was a little white rabbit, and even a little pitiful, trembling when talking to him.
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Houhou's third target-Shen Qian.