He withdrew his gaze and indifferently flipped a page of the book.

Mianmian plucked up her courage and sat on his bed with the stuffed rabbit in her arms, "I want to sleep with Mr. Fu...... I want to see Mr. Fu's abs! ”

She silently shut up.

She swore that the latter sentence was definitely not what she wanted to say!

Fu Qinghan's face was expressionless, "Go out." ”

Mianmian is reluctant to go out.

In the three days that Mr. Fu took home, she had been sleeping with Mr. Fu, and she felt very safe.

So she got under the covers and hid herself tightly.

Fu Qinghan stared at the arched lump on the bed.

The little maid is just an artificial intelligence after all, and she is stupid enough to think that she will not be discovered by him if she hides under the quilt......

He strode over to the bed, and despite the little maid's resistance with teeth and claws, he grabbed her by the neck like a cat and threw her out of the room!

Mianmian pulled the door frame hard, "I want to sleep with Mr. Fu!" I want to sleep with Mr. Fu! ”

She was in a hurry, but she could only repeat this sentence because of procedural reasons.

Fu Qinghan snapped her fingers and locked the door without pity.

Mianmian stood alone outside the door with rabbit ears, and couldn't help but bang on the door, "Mr. Fu is the most annoying!" ”

Fu Qinghan sat on the circle chair, his handsome face hidden in the half-light and half-darkness, and his eyes were gloomy.

The little maid is still soft when she is coquettish, like a very soft.

It's a pity for his girls,

Will never come back......

Mianmian hugged the rabbit and was sad for a while, and gradually fell asleep against the wall.

I don't know how long it took, Fu Qinghan went downstairs to get milk, but when he opened the door, he saw the girl curled up in a ball.

Small and soft, strange and familiar.

"Lingering ......"

He muttered.

Complicated emotions flashed in Danfeng's eyes, and he suddenly bent down to pick up the girl.

The little girl slept soundly, as if she had suffered something sad in her sleep, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and there were tears on her long eyelashes.

"Do dolls shed tears, too?"

Fu Qinghan poked the teardrops, and the touch was cold.

He carried her into the guest room and pulled the quilt over her.

Turning to leave, the afterglow lingered on the little girl's face for a moment, and he couldn't help but linger.

Except for the burnt half of his face, the eyebrows and eyes of this doll resemble his cotton.

Even the timid and clean temperament is very similar......

The fingertips lingered between the eyebrows and eyes, and Danfeng's eyes contained tenderness that the man himself could not perceive.

He was silent and turned off the bedside lamp for her.

……

Mianmian woke up early in the morning and found a beautiful pink gift box next to the bed.

She opened it, and inside the gift box was a set of haute couture dresses!

Once upon a time when she was in Jiang's house, my sister Jiang Jingyue had a whole cloakroom dress, but she didn't have a set, she was very envious, but her father and stepmother said that her sister was going to be a model, so there should be so many beautiful skirts, and she didn't even go out, what do you want beautiful skirts for?

Later, when she lost her sight, she didn't need a beautiful dress.

Mianmian couldn't wait to change into a dress and came downstairs, Fu Qinghan was having breakfast.

"Mr. Fu!"

She called sweetly, picked up the corner of her skirt and turned it around, "Am I good-looking?" ”

Fu Qinghan said lightly: "Come here." ”

Mianmian ran over, and the man stood behind her, bowing his head to tie the bow on her waist.

The girl's waist is thin and soft.

The man's eyes darkened.

It turns out that the waist is like this......

The bow is tied by the man delicately.

From time to time, his fingertips ran across her waist, itching a little.

She turned around quietly, Mr. Fu's eyes were lowered, Danfeng's eyes were hooked inward and outward, and there was an endless elegance and restraint.

The thin lips are lightly pursed, and the lips are more red and white than the male god in the comics......

"Alright."

The man's voice was low and pleasant.

Mianmian looked at the back of the waist with a lot of meaning, and the bow was large and fluffy, and it was very beautiful.

Mr. Fu's bow tie......

She simply didn't want to tear it down for the rest of her life!

When the program started, she couldn't help it, "Mr. Fu wears a skirt for Mianmian during the day, and Mianmian helps Mr. Fu tuo pants at night......"

She silently shut up.

What the hell is this program!

God knows how many words are implanted in this app!

Xing'er looked at Fu Qinghan with a helpless look, and the man sat on the sofa reading a magazine with an indifferent expression, as if he didn't dislike her.

She quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

……

At dusk, Mianmian and Fu Qinghan attended the Jiang family's night banquet together.

The luxury cars in front of the Dynasty Hotel are like a stream, and the hotel lobby is full of fragrant clothes and sideburns, and it is very lively.

The black Maybach drove unobtrusively outside the hotel.

The car boy respectfully pulled the car door, and Fu Qinghan got out of the car slowly.

The guests who had not yet entered the hotel were surprised.

What kind of person is Fu Qinghan, the noble son of a famous family in the capital, who has lived in Los Angeles in the name of recuperation all these years, and the power of the consortium has developed very rapidly, and it can almost be called the existence of Los Angeles covering the sky!

He actually patronized the Jiang family's daughter's coming-of-age ceremony!

The Jiang family has a big face!

Jiang Cheng, the head of the Jiang Group, and his wife Li Xiuyan had already learned the news, and couldn't wait to take their daughter Jiang Jingyue and prospective son-in-law Qin Xiuwen out of the hotel.

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Why do you focus on what Mianmian and Brother Han are doing, and how to have children, covering your face shyly......