Chapter 172: My idols have been trained again 47

If you refuse, you will reluctantly say it.

Sheng Junshu sighed and got up to pour water for the little girl.

He held the water glass in his bony hand casually, walked over steadily, and walked directly to the little girl.

Qinghui raised his eyes and subconsciously reached out to pick it up.

Qingjun is elegant and seems to have a little desireThe angry man narrowed his dark eyes slightly.

The hand bent slightly.

Dodge Qinghui's little hand.

Qinghui was stunned for a moment, frowned a little dissatisfied, and then his hand reached out to Qinghui, still holding a glass of water.

Qinghui, who was used to being taken care of, didn't react much, and drank directly.

The fair-skinned little face was very close to his hand.

Soft breath brushes the back of your hand.

The child's appearance looks too soft.

With his eyes downcast, he could see the soft crest of her hair and long black eyelashes from his angle.

Sheng Junshu's breathing deepened slightly, but he still looked silent.

It wasn't until Qinghui raised his hand and pushed his elbow that he withdrew his hand, holding the cup with a third of the water left in his hand.

The little girl drank water, her lips were crimson, and she leaned lazily on the backrest behind her, and then looked up at him.

I heard the other party's deep voice sound, "Your two brothers are coming back soon." ”

Qinghui tilted his head, remembering this.

After all, there is Qingqiong, who brushes the sense of existence every day, but Qinghui remembers it.

So?

Sheng Junshu bent down slightly, his dark eyes and Qinghui's eyes looked at each other, his breath suddenly approached, and the corners of his lips had a trace of arc that seemed to be indifferent.

So, if he, a ill-intentioned person, 'takes care' of the children here again, he will probably be discovered.

"I'm not staying with you tonight."

The little girl looked at him, oh, and then frowned slightly.

Ay? That's ...... Meal tickets to run?

Seeing the little girl's delicate brows furrowed, Sheng Junshu's original aggressive aura relaxed slightly.

A little carelessly, he put his hand on the child's shoulder and chuckled, "Don't want to?" ”

The meal ticket is going to run, so of course it's not happy.

Qinghui nodded and spoke to him seriously, "You can't run, if you run, I'll lock you up." ”

Sheng Junshu: ......

Why does this sound a little strange?

But after all, the little girl didn't want him to go.

Sheng Junshu straightened his waist and sat down next to him, just about to put down the water glass in his hand to speak, but a soft touch came up in his arms.

He froze, and the water in the cup shook violently, almost shaking out.

And the little girl's hand was on top of him, closer than just now, and the two pairs of eyes looked at each other.

"Don't run."

The soft and irritable voice fell on my ears.

The little girl in front of her was wearing a white wide T-shirt, her black hair was soft and scattered over her shoulders, and she had a sweet smell on her body.

Beautiful eyes, ruddy lips, and the color of Sheng Junshu's eyes continues to deepen.

The voice was also dumb all of a sudden.

To add to what I just said, "I bought the next door." ”

That is, not to go?

Qinghui tilted his head, are you teasing Lord Lingjian?

Seeing the little girl's strange eyes, she flashed her little white teeth and got up to leave.

Sheng Junshu got up quietly at this moment.

The little ear seemed to rub against something, Qinghui blinked, and decided to go back to his room to bask in the sun.

Watching Qinghui return to his room.

The man who left the living room alone with the aristocratic temperament of a prince pinched the cup and looked at it for a while, then slowly raised his other hand and put it on his forehead, the black hair on his forehead covered his white hand, and the darkness of his eyes could not be concealed.