In the pink bedroom, the girl is wearing a white dress, she sits on the sofa by the window, dragging her cheeks with one hand, and the wind blows, blowing the light curtains. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

She was looking at a book written by Uncle Cui.

Uncle Cui is now a great writer, and she would never have thought that the former and current young master Cui would become a literati.

And the person who has a unique position in his heart is coming back today.

She was a little excited.

The door was pushed open, and an eleven or twelve-year-old girl poked her head out, the little girl looked very similar to herself, and she was also very beautiful: "Sister, I just heard from my grandmother that Uncle Cui is coming back, is it true?" ”

Xinyi also has a deep impression of Uncle Cui, but she remembers it when she meets her once in a while during the Chinese New Year.

Xinyou's face was a little rosy, she hummed, happily nestled on the sofa thinking about her thoughts.

Dad said that he would keep his distance from Uncle Cui, and she did so, after so many years, she was already an adult, and Dad couldn't care about it.

A week later.

At the book launch, a 26-year-old returnee writer was signing autographs for fans.

He sat upright, dressed in a well-cut handmade black suit, with a trendy blue tie, and meticulously groomed black hair, which was different from ordinary broken hair, and his hair looked extraordinarily graceful.

The facial features have inherited the essence of their parents, standing tall and handsome, and smiling gently, as if the eyebrows and eyes are smiling.

From a long distance, Xinyou could still see his slender jade-like hands signing quickly, which was probably the case with the dragon and the phoenix.

Finally waiting for her, she couldn't wait to hand the book over.

Uncle Cui saw these little white hands, suddenly raised his head, there was a moment of amazement in his eyes, he smiled gently, took the book, and put a few words on it: Uncle gift.

The joy of my heart suddenly turned into ice water and poured it all over my head.

She didn't think of him as her own little uncle.

Moreover, the two themselves are not related by any blood.

"Next." The big writer spoke, pouted in his heart, and made way for the other fans.

Back to the Xu family's old house, he has been sullen, and in the evening, the eldest brother Wenxuan walked into the living room with a briefcase, although he is still a doctoral student in a first-class university, he has already helped his father take care of the company in advance.

As soon as he saw his sister's expression, he also guessed a thing or two, and handed the coat and briefcase to the servant, now Wenxuan, Qiyu Xuanang, is one meter eight five tall, and there is a trend of continuing to grow taller.

He walked to his sister's side and sat down, picked up the book in her hand and looked at it, and when his eyes fell on the few signatures on the first page, he laughed: "No wonder you have a tight face, Uncle is not wrong to do this, it is impossible for the two of you, Dad will not agree." ”

Xinyou was very unhappy with this: "I don't care if he agrees, anyway, he doesn't know where to take my mother now, what is he doing with such a leniency!" ”

Xinyi and Xinhao are only in junior high school, and they don't know much about the relationship between men and women, but they also think that Xinyou shouldn't get too close to Cui Xiaoqiang, and even Qiu Ming, the adopted son of the family, thinks so.

Since the death of Mrs. Xu, Cui Yan has become the rightful supreme ruler of the family, and she immediately said: "Yoyo, Xiaoqiang is your little uncle, this is a fact that can't be changed, why are you disobedient!" Our Xu family and Cui family are both characters with heads and faces, you have to take into account the face of the family when you do things! ”

Where will Xinyou be convinced: "You all lied to me, my dad and my mom are still brother and sister!" Why don't you talk about the two of them! ”

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Xu Qingyun covered his mouth and smiled: "He is a baby parent, where are the brothers and sisters?" ”

Xinyi felt that she should be on her sister's side at this moment, she said: "No, when my parents lived at home in the first half of the year, I obviously heard my father shouting that my mother and sister Xiao were coming." ”

Everyone was dumbfounded again, and goosebumps fell to the ground.

Xinyou snatched the book in Wen Xuan's hand, indignantly, and her delicate face flushed a little: "I don't care, anyway, I'm eighteen years old, I make my own decisions, if any of you take care of me, I will run away from home!" ”

The eldest lady was angry, and everyone died down.

Xinyou went upstairs alone, holding a book in her arms, nestled in the bay window, and dialed the man's phone over and over again, but no one answered.

The next day, at the reception for the great writers, Xinyou arrived early in the morning.

She specially picked a knee-length and off-the-shoulder evening gift from Chanel, pink suited her very well, bringing out her milky white skin and delicate curves.

She took Wen Xuan's arm and looked around for the familiar but unfamiliar figure.

Wen Xuan was a head taller than her, he bowed his head slightly and whispered in his sister's ear: "Uncle is surrounded by beautiful women now, he has always been among thousands of flowers, do you really have the confidence to get him?" ”

Hearing this, the girl could only stare wide-eyed, saying that she really didn't have much confidence.

I haven't been very smart since I was a child, and I don't seem to have anywhere else except for my good looks and good family background.

When she was admitted to university, she only chose an art major because her cultural classes were too poor.

On the contrary, his brother Wenxuan is a young genius, and he skipped a grade all the way when he was in school, and he is only a freshman, but he is already a doctoral student!

I really don't know what Mommy ate when she was pregnant with the two of them.

"I" beautiful and somewhat excessively girl flashed her eyes very aggrievedly, and when she thought about it, she was really useless.

Wen Xuan knew that his words were serious, and comforted: "It's okay, you are still eating a trench and growing wise, it's really not good, big brother, I will support you for a lifetime!" ”

"Who let you raise it!"

The words are not speculative for more than half a sentence, the heart is leisurely put aside Wenxuan, and casually wanders around the scene of the cocktail party, this is the industry of the Xu family, and the Cui family also has shares, she is very familiar with the layout of this hotel. The birthdays and graduation ceremonies of several siblings in the family are held here.

In late spring in April, the air seems to be filled with the fragrance of flowers, and in the long corridors, the wall lamps are on, and the dim light shines on the orange carpet, which looks particularly peaceful and serene.

Xinyou took off her high heels, carried her shoes with both hands, and walked barefoot to the terrace, facing the evening breeze, with an indescribable taste in her heart.

Many years ago, Uncle Cui clearly said that he liked himself.

Why doesn't he seem to like it much now?

On her tenth birthday, she thought that Uncle Cui would not return to China, but at the last moment of New Year's Eve, he appeared in front of her unexpectedly.

During the college entrance examination, he has been cheering himself up, and said that if he is admitted to college, he will personally write a book for her.

Now that her freshman year is almost over, she hasn't seen Uncle Cui write anything to her.

Everyone said that Uncle Cui likes to play with women, is a gentleman, and is not worthy of trust, but she doesn't think so, only she knows how different Uncle Cui treats her.

But what's going on now?

Has everything changed?

"Miss, can I ask you to dance?"

A familiar voice came from behind him, with the blur of the night, and his heart turned around slowly, and saw the man in a straight suit, standing in front of him in a dignified manner, stretching out his hand to make a gesture of please.

The shyness of the belly belonging to the girl hit instantly, Xinyou bit her lip, and her smile was irrepressible.

The little hand was on the big hand, and Uncle Cui didn't know when he clicked on the waltz music, and Xinyou was not in a state, and he would always step on him.

Luckily, she was barefoot.

"Uncle, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

Uncle Cui looked down at the pair of white and tender feet, held Xinyou's thin waist hard, picked her up, let her feet step on his feet, and then jumped with her.

After jumping for a while, although Xinyou didn't want to leave him, he was still embarrassed to say, "I'm very heavy, are you tired like this." ”

How can you get tired?

He wished she was pestering him like this!

Uncle Cui looked down at the girl who was close at hand, the little girl had finally grown up, and it was even better than he imagined, she herself must not know that she was a perfect existence for him, and she was the driving force to wander alone.

Now he's back and never left.

"You're not tired, you're light, it's not like words."

Girls like others to say that they are thin, and their EQ and IQ are to be studied and they really believe it: "Really? ”

"Of course."

Time was infinitely extended at this moment, and Xinyou could feel the taste and breath of Uncle Cui's body, and his little heart was pounding: "Uncle, am I stupid?" ”

It's stupid, but he likes it!

"Not stupid, just right."

"Oh."

The two jumped for a while, and Xinyou intentionally or unintentionally put her body on Uncle Cui's body, so that she would not fall so easily, she didn't want to lose face in front of him.

Uncle Cui has extraordinary senses, the young man's graceful body is so close to himself, he muttered almost inaudibly, looked up at the ceiling, and suppressed the fire in his body slightly.

"Uncle, I called you yesterday, why didn't you answer?"

"The phone was in the living room, and I didn't hear it when I slept."

Because of the jet lag, he went to bed very early, and this morning he saw so many missed calls in his heart, not to mention how happy he was, considering that she still had some things that could not be explained clearly.

Xinyou seemed to notice the solemnity on Uncle Cui's face, she felt that she was very aggrieved in her heart, and she had to ask clearly: "Uncle, do you still like me?" ”

Of course I like it!

I love it!

Isn't it all for her that he has done all this to try to get rid of the image of the gentleman!

"How so? If you don't like Yoyo, who else can you like! ”

"Really!" Xinyou almost screamed, stretched out his snow-white lotus arm to wrap his arms around Uncle Cui's neck, thought about it, stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the chin.

Uncle Cui was stunned for a moment, but he was the master, and kissed her lips to devour her soul more than he imagined.

He was a little out of control, but this was Xinyou's first kiss, under the protection of her father and eldest brother, she had never approached the boy at all, and this sudden kiss made her almost soft on Uncle Cui's body.

He felt the little woman in his arms gasp for breath, and smiled contentedly with his lips hooked.

After the kiss, he still hugged her and didn't mean to let go.

While her ears and temples were grinding, Uncle Cui rubbed her heart and asked, "What are you doing here alone?" If I hadn't come to you, would you have been with the other men? ”

After walking for so many years, although he will come back several times a year, the time for each meeting is too little, and if there are too many, he can't make it clear to her at that time, so he will tell her directly with actions tonight.

"Yoyo, I kissed you just now, you should know what I mean to you, right?"

Of course Xinyou knew, but I didn't expect it!

She blushed with a smile and hid her head in the man's broad arms, for fear that he would see her current expression.

"Heheyo is so good, so, you like me too, right?" Uncle Cui laughed heartily, feeling that the moonlight tonight was exceptionally beautiful.

The little woman in her arms is even better.

"Huh? Why don't you speak? Your silence is acquiescence. Seeing that Xinyou didn't say anything, Uncle Cui was a little anxious, but her reaction to herself just now was not quite like not liking herself.

Xinyou nodded slightly.

Uncle Cui was overjoyed, hugged her a little tighter, accompanied by the music of the waltz, let her step on her feet, and danced with her for a while. To be continued.