Jiaoyang was wearing a white nightdress, which was a little transparent, vaguely revealing the white camisole inside, and her two little tender legs went down from the skirt and stood straight.

"I couldn't sleep in a new room."

Jiaoyang opened her eyes and said nonsense, and said it brazenly, regardless of the fact that she had asked for it.

Cool breeze at night.

Sheng Yuxue glanced at her and took a black coat from the side and gave it to her.

"What then?"

Thinking of what she said in the corridor today, she teased her with her heart, "Do you want to tell a story to coax our little Jiaoyang to sleep?" ”

"I..."

Jiaoyang glared at him, then leaned over and grabbed the man's arm, "You don't need to tell a story, just accompany me." ”

"This..."Sheng Yuxue glanced at the project on the table, put down the pen, and touched the little girl's hair, "Okay." ”

Big brother, your daughter is really difficult to manage, and the child is really difficult to raise. It's hard for you to grow so much gray hair in the past few decades, it turns out that it is not for the company's growth.

Jiaoyang didn't care what he was thinking, she raised her hand, followed his example, put her hand on the man's hair, and touched it.

Sheng Yuxue was stunned for a moment, his eyes trembled slightly, and he lowered his eyes to meet her.

"Wet."

Jiao Yang met his gaze frankly, and his tone seemed to be stating the facts.

"Hmm... Wet. ”

Sheng Yuxue avoided his gaze for a moment, stretched out his other hand, and took down the little hand she put on top of his head, how could it be so soft, the little one, like a child.

"I'll do it later." He let go of his hand and took a step back as if to dodge.

"But it's night."

Jiaoyang looked at him, a serious popular science, "Uncle, you are almost thirty years old now, you should take good care of it, otherwise you will be middle-aged bald, but ugly, like my dad." ”

Sheng's father, who was on a business trip far away in another country, sneezed inexplicably: Does the little girl miss me?

Sheng Yuxue was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "People are small and big." ”

After speaking, he pinched her face.

Jiaoyang snorted, ran outside to tinker for a while, and not long after, ran back again.

Sheng Yuxue stayed in the study and waited, looking at the planning case in front of her, she also had a sense of absent-mindedness, looking at the figure outside where she didn't know what to do, and there was a faint expectation in her heart.

"Hair dryer?" The man looked at what the little girl was holding in her hand and was a little surprised.

"Hmm."

Jiaoyang nodded, walked over with a hair dryer, touched Sheng Yuze's slightly wet hair with her fingers, gently passed through his hair, and then began to blow it for him.

His hair was abundant, dark and thick, and it was still very smooth, and it seemed that her worries were a little unnecessary.

"You're busy, I'll dry it for you," Jiao Yang's mouth hooked, "Little uncle, don't rely on your own hair, you won't have a sense of crisis." ”

"I'll do it myself."

Sheng Yuxue was a little unaccustomed to it, so he dodged for a while, and his body was forcibly fixed by Jiaoyang's other free hand.

"That's not going to work, I won't bother you if I say it."

Jiaoyang's little head poked out from the back of his neck and blinked at him, "You work, just leave it to me." ”

Sheng Yuxue met her gaze in a daze, and after a while, the corners of his mouth hooked up and nodded at her.

The scalp of the human body is one of the most sensitive parts, with countless acupuncture points on it, and it should also be the place where the body's defense mechanism is strongest.

But now, he had given her his weakest position, and in just one day, she had made himself 100% trust in her, which was something that had never been done before.

Sheng Yuxue held the hand of the tip of the pen for a moment, and there were some doubts in his heart, but he quickly understood that this was a family affection that blood was thicker than water, and it was something that others could not bring to him.

I felt the top of my head stretched like never before where her fingers had touched, my body relaxed invisibly, and the fatigue of the day was swept away.

"How?" Jiaoyang leaned over to his face and asked, quite begging for praise.

Sheng Yuxue put down the pen, leaned back, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked.

"Not bad."

"Just good, isn't it?" couldn't get the answer he wanted, Jiaoyang pursed her red lips and didn't give up.

The corners of Sheng Yuxue's mouth turned up again, and he stretched out his hand to hook her little fingers: "It's very good." ”

Jiaoyang was satisfied, and bent her eyes with a smile, "That's about the same." ”

She pushed her fingers in until she locked her fingers with him.

Sheng Yuxue was stunned, smiled, and let her go.

Jiaoyang then maintained a hand interlocking with his fingers, and held a hair dryer in one hand to blow the wind for him.

Sheng Yuxue turned his head sideways, looked at their current scene from the mirror, and smiled.

This kid.

I don't know, I thought she was holding some treasure in her hand.

But I don't know Jiaoyang's psychology at the moment: the little uncle's hands, the fingers are slender and perfect, like works of art, aren't they just treasures?

At last.

"Alright."

Jiaoyang threw the hair dryer aside, looking like she was done.

Sheng Yuxue knew at a glance that she had no experience in taking care of people, and shook her dried hair in the mirror, but her heart was warm.

Even though she has no experience in taking care of people, she is still willing to take the initiative to take care of him.

That kid is sincere and heartfelt affection for him...

said that he didn't bother him, but the final result was still bothered.

Jiao Yang glanced at the plan on Sheng Yuxue's table, and her red lips pouted meaninglessly: "Lu's acquisition case? ”

Sheng Yuxue said "um", opened the file in front of her, then bent his eyes, and said again teasingly: "After all, it is what the future ruler of the Sheng family said, how dare I not listen." ”

The man looked very good when he smiled, his thick eyelashes were long and curly, and his eyes were curved, like a pair of crooked crescents, like a demonic kraken.

Jiaoyang smiled with satisfaction, bent his eyes like him, and his face was a pair of crescents of the same style.

The soft red lips "poofed" on his face: "I know that the little uncle is the best for me." ”

...

Deeper in the middle of the night.

Sheng Yuxue finished dealing with the things at work, his thoughts were withdrawn from his work, and he suddenly thought of something, and looked at the sofa.

The little one was already asleep, and said that he wanted to accompany him, but he slept soundly.

He got up and looked at her sleeping face. After watching quietly for a while, I couldn't help but reach out and flick the tip of her lovely nose.

What Jiaoyang muttered during the period, he didn't hear clearly.

"Mr. Sheng," the secretary next to him walked up, "ask someone to bring the little lady back to the room." ”

Sheng Yuxue still looked at her and shook his head.

finally picked her up, and smiled when he glimpsed this scene in the mirror, and then he really realized the bitterness and fatigue of the eldest brother when taking care of the child, as well as the strong warmth in it.