As he said that, Chu Yanhuan's black grape-like eyes were soon covered with mist, and after blinking twice, a few teardrops soon fell.
Crying miserably, so pitiful.
System 677 in the void was stunned again: [The host is awesome, host is strong, host 666~]
It sweated silently, Master Fu Yue really worked hard in order to complete the task and live hard.
What a sacrifice!
…
As if she didn't expect that the little girl would cry whenever she said so, Shen Qingjue was momentarily at a loss.
The young man's cherry red lips were pursed, and his delicate brows were furrowed.
After a moment of silence, he changed into a clean handkerchief, wiped away the little girl's tears, and comforted her, "Don't cry yet."
Chu Yanhuan didn't listen to him and continued to cry.
It wasn't like she was crying out loud, but she was sobbing silently, her shoulders shrank, and her small body looked very thin.
Very poor one.
Shen Qingjue sighed, and compromised: "Don't cry, if you really can go somewhere else, I can take you home."
The little girl's eyes were shining, and she stopped crying instantly, "Okay, I won't cry."
Turning faces is faster than turning pages.
"..." Shen Qingjue was silent for a moment, then withdrew his hand and sat down on the soft couch.
Chu Yanhuan also subconsciously let go of the hand holding the corner of the boy's clothes.
Then, she saw a black paw print left on the opponent's snow suit.
Shen Qingjue also saw it.
"..."
There was a moment of embarrassment.
Arrived at the gate of Shen's residence.
He saw Shen Qingjue carrying a little doll out of the carriage.
The coachman nearly popped his eyeballs out.
Didn't he just buy a box of hibiscus cakes!
When did this kid run into the carriage
"Young master, what is this??"
Shen Qingjue glanced at him, and said two words slowly.
"I picked it up."
Chu Yanhuan: "..."
You are the one who picked it up!
The first thing Shen Qingjue did when he brought her back was to let her take a bath.
The Shen family is an extremely expensive family.
The refinement of the mansion is not inferior to the princes and nobles, and there are even hot springs.
At this time, Chu Yanhuan seemed to have blown his hair.
The maids were not allowed to go in to help her wash, so the maids had no choice but to go to Shen Qingjue.
The little girl stared at the boy opposite, and said plausibly: "I can wash it myself, I'm not young anymore!"
"… How old are you?"
Chu Yanhuan froze instantly, and said weakly, "I'm six years old."
The two of them stood in a stalemate, staring at each other.
Sudden.
The young man smiled, his indifferent eyebrows and eyes slightly bent, those eyes seemed to be shattered starlight, as beautiful as the wind and fine snow.
He opened his thin lips lightly, "Forget it, I'll wash it for you."
Chu Yanhuan: "???"
The little girl's eyes were round and round, and her curly and thick eyelashes flickered.
Before she could refute, she had already been carried and led in.
By the hot spring pool.
The young man's slightly cool fingertips touched the back of the little girl's neck, causing a bit of trembling. Chu Yanhuan jumped a few feet away in an instant like a cat whose hair has exploded.
"No, no, I can wash it myself!"
Shen Qingjue's face was slightly puzzled, as if he had thought of something, he said lightly: "You don't have to be shy, you are only six years old, and you are still a baby."
"..." Chu Yanhuan, a child who didn't know how old she was inside.
The boy continued: "The water in the bath is a bit deep, I'm just afraid that you will fall."
"Don't worry, I'm not a pedophile."
His tone was very calm, his petal-like lips opened and closed, and the color was cherry red and beautiful.