Nangong Jin looked at the big and small ones who hurried in, frowning slightly, but soon, he stared at the elevator door without squinting.

Shen Yuqiao lowered his head, trying not to look at the man in front of him, Nangong Jin had a special faint aromatherapy smell. The smell is very similar to what I remember six years ago.

That night six years ago made her miserable, but in the end, she was left with An Bao, the little angel sent by God to save her.

She didn't remember who the man was that night, or how she got into that room that night, but she dreamed back in the middle of the night, always with a pair of big hands gently caressing her whole body, and then stabbing her body fiercely.

Shen Yuqiao couldn't help but shudder, shook his head and erased that scene from his mind.

The elevator number slowly went down, Nangong Jin's face was cold, his eyes were indifferent, and Shen Yuqiao and An Bao around him seemed to him as if they did not exist.

The elevator was not big, Shen Yuqiao only felt that the smell was stronger, and she couldn't help but look up at Nangong Jin.

The man's nose is high, his eye sockets are slightly deep, his eyes are deep and invisible, his sexy thin lips are pursed into a straight line, and his tall figure is wrapped in an Armani handmade suit.

Standing straight with long legs, hands hanging at the sides, deep dark eyes looking straight ahead, standard aristocratic standing posture.

With just one glance, Shen Yuqiao couldn't take his eyes off it.

Nangong Jin is more handsome than on TV and magazines, especially the side face, she can't help but look at Nangong Jin's hands hanging down at her sides again. The fingers are slender and distinct, and the round, white nails are neatly trimmed.

These hands are simply beautiful.

Shen Yuqiao couldn't help but lose her mind a little, the big hand that touched her body that night seemed to be so beautiful.

The "ding" elevator stopped on the first floor, and Nangong Jin took the lead and walked out.

"Mommy, do you like that handsome uncle?" An Bao blinked with a pair of big eyes and looked at Nangong Jin in the distance curiously.

"That uncle was a gay just now, how could Mommy possibly like him." Shen Yuqiao pursed his lips and pulled An Bao towards his red beetle, "Stinky boy is leaving, don't say that Mommy likes people as soon as you see a man." ”

"Is Mommy such a superficial woman?"

"But Mommy, you just looked at that uncle with a very ...... look" An Bao tilted his little head, trying to think of words that could describe Shen Yuqiao's eyes just now.

Shen Yuqiao's voice instantly gloomy: "What? Well? ”

"It's ...... Lovely. An Bao swallowed his saliva and deceived himself insincerely.

"That's right!" Shen Yuqiao nodded with satisfaction, and rubbed An Bao's mushroom head "lovingly".

Anbao: Hey, life is not easy, baby sighs.

"It's a pity, the president's uncle is a gay, but mommy, you say, since the uncle is gay, he definitely doesn't have a child of his own. Why don't you Mommy, I'll go and talk about this order for you, and then you can take me to eat KFC. ”

Anbao's eyes were shining, and he applauded the good idea he came up with.

"Mommy, you wait, I'll go talk to you about business."

"Hey, Amble, Amble."

An Bao's little short legs ran in the direction that Nangong Jin had just walked, but Shen Yuqiao didn't have time to hold it.

"Uncle, wait a minute."

Nangong Jin had already pressed the lock of the car, and was about to get into the car when he heard a milky shout behind him.

He turned slowly and looked at the little boy who was panting and running towards him.