Bamboo horse is a small milk dog (4)

After leaving the room, Father Jiang thought about his clinginess just now, and happily reached out to hug Jiang Shi.

It's just that as soon as his hand stretched out, Jiang Shi indifferently crossed him and went downstairs, his snow-white little face was cold, and his back was straight, as if he had lost all his emotions in an instant.

Jiang's father: "......"

???

So, are all his emotions affected by the little princess of the Shi family?

Father Jiang forced a smile and went downstairs to say goodbye to Shi's mother.

At this time, Jiang Shi waved his hand to Shi's mother very obediently, and his soft little face showed two small dimples, and said softly: "Goodbye, Auntie." ”

Father Jiang: ?

This is better for Shi Mu than for him!

Father Jiang took Jiang Shi home with a bitter face.

I saw him walk straight back to his room, and locked the door by the way.

Father Jiang: ?

——

In the slightly gray room, Jiang Shi opened the canvas in the window, and an unfinished painting appeared at the bottom of his eyes.

He pursed his lips, his eyelashes drooped indifferently, picked up the brush on the side, slowly grinding the paint, his back straightened, the curled eyelashes fell on his fair face, casting a layer of shallow silhouette, the broken hair slightly covered some eyebrows, and the temperament was cold and noble.

Not at all like a five-year-old boy.

After mixing the paint, he picked up the brush and tapped the canvas, and when his eyes touched the characters in the painting, a little tenderness appeared.

After a long time, he was a little reluctant to accept the painting.

Getting up and sitting at the table next to him, he took out a small notebook from the drawer, and slowly picked up the pen and wrote.

[Xia Xia touched my hand today. 】

[Tomorrow's Mission: Get a Kiss.] 】

After writing this, his pink lips slowly hooked, and two small dimples appeared obediently, lining the snow-white little face, delicate and picturesque.

——

Shijia.

Shi's mother went downstairs with Shi Xia in her arms, put the candy in her palm, and asked her, "Does Xiao Xia like to be young?" ”

"Hmm!"

The little girl responded softly, and the little milk voice came from her nose, lined with beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and she couldn't help but feel soft when she looked at it.

Shi's mother smiled and touched the top of her hair, and said gently: "That's good, from tomorrow, my younger brother will go to kindergarten with you and go home in my mother's car together. ”

"Good!"

Shi Xia blinked his eyes, thinking about how to take care of Jiang Shi to make him feel more favorable towards her.

So early the next morning, Shi Xia went to knock on the door of the Jiang family opposite.

It was the Jiang family maid who came to open the door.

When I looked down, it was a little girl.

With two pigtails, the pale yellow dress lined the little face as white as jade, and the round eyes looked up at her slightly, but she was afraid that the hat on her head would fall, and her little hand held the light yellow hat, and said crisply: "Hello, Auntie!" I'm here to find Jiangshi! ”

Seeing the little girl standing at the door softly, the maid had a teasing intention in her heart, reached out to take her little hand, and took her to the living room to get two candies.

So when Jiang Shi went downstairs, he saw the maid holding the little girl's hand and standing in the living room chatting, and the little girl was still full of a little smile on her face, as if she was chatting with the maid very well, and she looked happy.

Standing indifferently at the top of the stairs, the beautiful pupils under his slender eyelashes silently stared at the back of the servant, a little cold appeared at the bottom of his eyes, and the five fingers in his sleeves gradually closed.

The servant only felt a chill behind him, and unconsciously looked back.

Shi Xia also followed the maid's eyes, and saw the little boy standing at the top of the stairs aggrievedly, with his little hands in front of him, a pair of dark eyes blinking, and making a soft sound.

"Sister, you want to hug!"