Chapter 430: It's just a five-year-old child
Shen Anan looked at Aunt Jenny in front of her and was silent for a long time, she looked disappointed.
Shen Anan yawned: "Then, I'll go back to the room and sleep first, Auntie, let's go after you make dumplings." ā
Jenny looked at the female doll in front of her: "Auntie, let's put An An to sleep first, okay?" ā
Shen Anan thought that his father was reluctant to tell a story just now, so he asked, "If you want to put me to sleep, will you tell a story?" ā
When Jenny heard Shen An'an's question, she felt that children were really children and liked stories.
"Okay, tell the story."
The two naturally went to Shen Fengli's room, and Jenny used her mobile phone to search for some stories.
"Once upon a time, there was a little princess ......"
Shen Anan listened to her with a satisfied look on his face.
By the time Jenny stopped, the girl in the bed was already asleep.
Jenny turned around and left, she still had to make dumplings for Shen Fengli.
"Whew."
After Jenny tossed in the kitchen for more than an hour, she finally wrapped the dumplings. After she put it in the refrigerator, she left the Shen Mansion.
The night outside was naturally very dark, but the light in Shen Fengli's room was as bright as daytime.
The door was opened, and Shen Fengli walked into the room.
The white and tender face of the sleeping female doll on the bed, there was a slight flush on both cheeks, and Shen Fengli's eyes stayed on Shen An'an's body, and he was a little dazed.
He stayed for a long time, but finally turned and left the room.
The night passed quietly, and outside the window in the early morning, the sound of birdsong came into the room.
"Daddy morning."
Shen Momo came to the living room after washing, and when he saw Shen Fengli, he screamed.
"Early."
Shen Fengli was making dumplings.
Shen Momo ran over, but there was a cry behind him.
"Brother."
Shen Momo didn't pay attention to Shen An'an, he saw that there was breakfast prepared on the dining table next to him.
He was about to say something, but his eyes were stuck in the trash can.
It was thrown away, it was a bag of dumplings.
Shen Momo withdrew his eyes, he was very happy in his heart, and his small body leaned forward.
"Dad was so nice to get up so early to make us breakfast. Hey, hey, let's make dumplings together. ā
Shen Anan walked over silently, and she naturally heard everything Shen Momo said.
"I'll do it too."
When Shen Momo heard this, he gave Shen Anan a roll of his eyes.
Traitor!
The two children said that they wanted to help, which naturally added more chaos. In the end, the dumplings were naturally wrapped by Shen Fengli alone.
Shen Fengli looked at Shen Momo with a cold face, and Shen An'an on the side looked a little bowed.
Seeing that the two of them got along a little differently than usual, he frowned, but didn't say anything.
The family of three silently finished breakfast, and Shen Fengli went to wash the dishes and chopsticks.
After Shen Fengli finished washing the dishes and chopsticks, he glanced around, but found no trace of Shen An'an.
"Where's An An?"
Shen Momo looked around: "IāI don't know." ā
Shen Fengli was a little angry when he heard him say this.
"She's your sister. You're an older brother, why aren't you optimistic about your sister? ā
Shen Momo was silent, Shen Fengli thought about it with his brain, and drove to Song's house.
Wherever An An can go, it is naturally there.
"Daddy."
As soon as Shen Fengli entered the Song family's living room, he saw Shen An'an.
"Why did you come here all of a sudden? Go home, today is Chinese New Year's Eve. ā
Shen Anan took a few steps back, and she shook her head.
"I want to stay here. Dad, I'm not coming home. ā
When Shen Momo heard Shen Anan say this, he didn't know what to say.
It's just that he's wrong, he should be optimistic about his sister.
Song Huaiming watched Shen Momo walk forward, his usual cunning gaze was full of blame at the moment.
Shen Momo looked at Song Huaiming looking at him like this, he actually just reflected in the car in his heart, he knew that he had done something wrong, he shouldn't treat his sister like this.
"I'm sorry, An An."
When Shen Anan heard him say this, the unhappiness in his eyes dissipated a little.
"Dad, I had a great time here. I want to stay here. ā
Shen Fengli looked at An An with an expectant look, and he looked at Shen Momo.
Shen Momo looked at his father and spoke with some hesitation.
"Otherwise, Dad, I'll stay here too."
They're all kids, and they can all play together.
Shen Fengli knew that Shen An'an was a little unhappy, and there was nothing wrong with them staying in the Song family.
He nodded, and the three children cheered together and ran to play.
Shen Fengli watched the children play together for a while, then turned around and left to go back.
The Shen Mansion on the other side was an uninvited guest.
Jenny looked at the furnishings in the living room, and was about to take a step when she was stopped by a voice.
"Miss Shen An'an is not here."
Jenny turned her head and saw that it was a servant of the Shen Mansion.
She immediately showed a somewhat polite look on her face: "It's okay with this, I can wait." ā
When the servant saw her say this, after all, he was not his master, so he went with her.
When Jenny saw the servant leave, she turned and went to the kitchen.
She frowned when she saw the trash can next to the dining table, which was the dumplings she had made seriously last night, and she walked into the kitchen.
Jenny's gaze glanced over the row of wines.
That's it!
Her eyes were fixed on a wine bottle, and Jenny's hand reached into the bag she was carrying and pulled out a small white paper bag.
Jenny opened the bottle, gently slipped the white powder into the paper bag, and after a while, the bottle was restored to its original state.
After that slut left, Shen Fengli always had a few days of getting drunk.
After she put the bottle back in place, she turned around with a clear smile on her face.
Jenny heard the distant honking of car horns, and she left the kitchen with a roll of her eyes.
The sound of Shen Zhai's car horn was because Shen Fengli had returned.
When he stopped the car, the look on his face was a somewhat self-deprecating smile.
Shen Fengli ignored the surrounding environment, he didn't look at the others, but turned straight and walked straight to the kitchen.
He opened a bottle of wine and drank it at the dinner table.
Shen Fengli felt that he was a little drunk, so he stopped, and then he raised his feet and walked upstairs.
Since you're drunk, let's sleep for a while.
He didn't know why he felt a little hot, so he tore open the two buttons on the shirt he was wearing.
Shen Fengli twisted the door lock, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw a woman inside.
"Who?"
The woman didn't turn her head, but looking at her back, the clothes on her body were Qiao Qingxian's appearance.
"Clear strings?"
When Shen Fengli called out this name, there was endless longing in his heart, and in addition to loneliness and grievances.
Jenny, who was sitting on the bed, heard Shen Fengli pronounce the name out of her mouth, and when she heard the emotions in Shen Fengli's voice, her mood was a little complicated.
She loved him.
"Qingxian, is that you? Will I really be able to see you again? ā
The man's swift footsteps rang out in the room.