Jing Jihan walked back, looked at the pitiful little guy with red eyes for a while, and hooked his lips: "Did your mother tell you that you can't sleep with strange men or boys?" ”

Shi Mianmian hugged the white teddy bear, and the light of anticipation that had just risen in his eyes dimmed instantly, and he looked at him aggrievedly, but he didn't speak.

Mommy did tell her.

"Sleep here, I'll sit next to you and shoot you sleep." Seeing that the tears were rolling in her red eyes, Jing Jihan's heart softened, and she took the teddy bear in her arms and put it next to the pillow: "Lie down and sleep." ”

"Good!"

Shi Mianmian immediately laughed, sucked her little red nose, and quickly lay down.

She stretched out her little hand from the quilt again to grab Jing Jihan's big hand, as if she was afraid that he would suddenly walk away, blinked her big eyes and asked obediently and sensibly: "Then uncle, don't you sleep?" Aren't you sleepy? ”

Jing Jihan has always been indifferent and alienated, and he has never gotten along with children.

Although Shi Mianmian is only four years old, she is cute and sensible, and she has the instinct to treat people gently.

He gently squeezed his soft little hand, and said softly: "I don't sleep, you sleep obediently." ”

Shi Mianmian was gently held in his hand with one hand, and the other small hand held the corner of the quilt, looked at him, and suddenly said with a smile: "Uncle, your hands are so warm." ”

After finishing speaking, he quickly closed his eyes obediently.

After a few minutes, I thought that the little guy had fallen asleep, but Shi Mianmian suddenly opened his eyes again, looked at Jing Jihan's face, and said, "Except for Mommy and Grandma Qin, only my uncle has coaxed me to sleep, uncle, can you be my father?" ”

Jing Jihan lowered his eyes and looked at this innocent little Mengbao, smiled helplessly, pinched it on her little hand again, and changed the topic without a trace: "Who is Grandma Qin?" ”

"Mommy invited to take care of me, Mommy called her Aunt Qin, I called her Grandma Qin, but she seemed to go home because there was something at home, Mommy said she would come back in a few days......"

Shi Mianmian really couldn't hold it at this moment, and as he spoke, his little hand moved mischievously in his hand a few times, and then after a few minutes, it finally quieted down.

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At five o'clock in the morning, Shi Su rushed back, rushed to the children's room as soon as he entered the door, and found that Mianmian was not sleeping on the small bed, and then turned around and saw that the door of the master bedroom was open.

She was stunned, walked over, and sure enough, she saw that Shi Mianmian was sleeping on the big bed in the master bedroom, and the man who was supposed to lie on it was sitting on the edge of the bed, obviously not sleeping all night, and the man did not have the slightest hint of worry in his eyes, and turned his eyes to look at her because of the footsteps she walked over.

Shi Su: "...... Why did she come here to sleep? ”

Seeing Shi Su, it seemed that he had been drenched in the rain, his hair was wet, his clothes were also semi-wet, he was a little embarrassed, and he had a nasal voice when he spoke, as if he was catching a cold.

Jing Jihan pointed in the direction of the bathroom with his eyes: "Go take a hot bath first." ”

Shi Su was still looking in the direction of the child: "She ......"

"I was woken up by thunder at night, and when I saw that you were not around, I couldn't sleep in fright, so I ran to me." Jing Jihan is concise and to the point.

"Oh." Shi Su breathed a sigh of relief: "Sister Jun opened a studio near here, just renovated, open the window every day for ventilation, the staff forgot to close the window when they got off work yesterday to prevent typhoons, last night Sister Jun suddenly called and said that she was worried about the computers and data files inside, I lived nearby, so I went to help close the window, but the typhoon raged in the middle of the night, stopped me in the studio, and I ran back in the morning when the wind was lighter." ”

Speaking of which, she looked at a person lying on the bed again, but her little hand had been placed in the man's hand, and she was in a somewhat indescribable mood for a while, so she didn't care about taking a bath, and walked over and said, "I'll take her back to the children's room." ”

Jing Jihan didn't stop him, and was about to raise his hand, but Shi Mianmian suddenly sobbed aggrievedly in his sleep, and his little hand grabbed his fingers tightly.