The two of them looked at Qi Youmian together, one pair of eyes were round and bright, and the other pair of eyes were narrow and pitch black.

Qi Youmian couldn't hold back a laugh, pretended that nothing had happened, and took the lead in turning his head and walking towards the guard pavilion.

Wen Jiulan squinted slightly, strode to follow, and with one hand, she also paid attention to supporting the little girl's sleepy and crumbling head, "What are you laughing at?" ”

Qi Youmian wanted to deny it, but her peach blossom eyes were full of smiles, and she couldn't hold back when she looked at Wen Jiulan's cold face.

I had to drag out the end and try to explain, "It just feels like you're both in sync." ”

It was the first time that Wen Jiulan was stunned, and the whole person was obviously stunned.

Qi Youmian blinked, wanting to skip the topic as soon as possible, "That, I didn't see that you were quite stable holding the child." ”

Anyway, let Qi Youmian look at it, Wen Jiulan's strength is extremely gentle, and when adjusting the child's posture, he is also paying attention to protecting the more fragile parts.

Wen Jiulan replied in a deep voice, "Occasionally when I go back, I will help grandma hold the child." ”

He looked straight ahead, his tone was light, obviously just casually, and he didn't take it to heart.

But Qi Youmian's footsteps paused, and he suddenly felt a little sad for the young man's overly calm attitude.

She absentmindedly followed two steps forward, and reacted after realizing that she was distressing Wen Jiulan.

I feel sorry for him, I still lost my mother after struggling for a few years, but my biological father was a white-eyed wolf and phoenix man, and he could only grow up stumbling by himself.

The atmosphere in Qingyang County is extremely poor, from top to bottom, it is a yin and yang weird temperament, and most of the bad rumors about Wen Jiulan are from Qingyang County.

Tong Lizi is a little gossip expert, and he has long been clear about the ins and outs.

Qi Youmian also knew Wen Jiulan's life in junior high school for three years - alone and alone.

In the high school of the previous life, Wen Jiulan basically copied these eight words, and even went abroad later to take over as the president of Wen's Group...... Or even death.

His whole life doesn't seem to have escaped.

"Why are you standing there?" Wen Jiulan looked back at her with the little girl in her arms, her voice was very light, but there was a familiar soft smile in her eyes.

Qi Youmian came back to his senses from his trance, and hurriedly trotted up with his skirt to follow, "It's coming, it's coming." ”

Now everything is different.

Wen Jiulan has her, Xie Tiannian, who has a good time, and a group of fans and sisters who secretly poke and shout to learn God Wen Ge.

She will do everything she can to make him irrelevant.

There were indeed policemen on duty in the guard booth at night, and when they heard the intention of the two of them, they immediately stood up.

The little girl couldn't bear the invasion of sleep, and slept on Wen Jiulan's shoulder, not even aware of being pulled by the police.

"Thank you so much, we did receive a call from a couple half an hour ago, saying that their little daughter was lost." While the police went to make a call, they said to the two of them, "The police in our area are basically sent out to look around the policeman, but I didn't expect the child to come here...... It is estimated that he was attracted by the lights of the ancient city. ”

He quickly contacted his colleague to explain the situation, and after hanging up the phone, he warmly invited Qi Youmian and Wen Jiulan to sit down on a chair next to him, and poured two cups of hot water.

"My colleague and his family will arrive soon, please wait a while."

Qi Youmian shook his head and said it was okay.

The little girl smashed her mouth, changed her position in Wen Jiulan's arms, and continued to sleep on her back.

Qi Youmian reached out and touched the child's small hand clenched into a fist, and looked at the police, "Is there any blanket or anything like that here?" I'm afraid she's catching a cold. ”

The police suddenly, said yes and yes, and trotted to the inner lounge to get a velvet blanket.

Wen Jiulan took it with one hand, and with the assistance of Qi Youmian, she wrapped the little girl tightly, and only the fat little face was exposed.

Looking at the fat face of the child sleeping peacefully, the police smiled heartily and subconsciously lowered the volume, "May I ask, where did you two meet this child?" ”

Qi Youmian pointed out the window, "It's almost to the parking lot......"

After waiting for about ten minutes, a police car stopped at the door of the guard booth with its two-color police lights flashing.

Qi Youmian looked out of the window, and a well-dressed couple couldn't wait for the car to stop, they couldn't wait to open the door and get out of the car, and almost helped each other to run into the guard booth.

The woman's originally meticulous bun was half scattered, and the pearl hairpin hung loosely, and when she entered the door and saw the little girl with a red face sleeping in Wen Jiulan's arms, the whole person softened in an instant.

Fortunately, the husband next to him helped him so that he would not fall to the ground.

After a while, the woman cried and stepped forward to take over her daughter, "Yuanyuan, mother's Yuanyuan......"

What followed was a touching and heartfelt confession drama, the little girl was awakened by crying, rubbed her eyes sleepily and woke up, and met her mother's crying red eyes.

She thought for a moment in dullness, and then said "ahhh

And the woman's husband half-squatted beside him, gently patting the woman's back to comfort him, while reaching out and holding his daughter's little hand, refusing to let go.

The surrounding police were persuading and coaxing, and they made a mess.

Wen Jiulan slowly folded the blanket on her knees, and looked at the chaotic and touching scene in front of her with clear eyes.

He didn't think about anything, but was a little careless and calm - since he loved him so much, he didn't look at it well when he went out, hugged it, and didn't pretend to be in the hands of others, how could he lose it.

The palm of the hand that rested on his lap was suddenly covered by a small soft hand.

Wen Jiulan lowered her eyes and saw that the little girl was very tall, but her hands and feet were small, and at this time she was soft on her hands, and her fingertips were slightly cold, like a little soft ice and snow falling lightly.

"Brother Jiulan, you still have me." The little girl came closer, her breath hot and moist, and sprinkled it gently on her ears.

The voice was very low, but the tone was full of determination and comfort.

Did he think he would be sad to see this warm scene in front of him?

Wen Jiulan sighed in his heart - so good, his young sleep is really too well-behaved and cute.

On his face, he nodded obediently, tilted his head slightly, and did not meet the little girl's eyes.

I'm afraid that the pleasure in my eyes can't be hidden.

“…… I know that sleep is best for me. ”

Isn't it just pretending to be pitiful, and being reborn back into this sixteen-year-old shell, of course, is to give full play to the advantages of this age.

After all, his young sleep is the most soft-hearted.