Ji'an gently shakes little ash in his arms and hums a lullaby of ethereal sounds in his mouth.

Little ash's wrinkled face slowly subsided and fell asleep in her mother's arms.

After singing a song, Ji'an kisses the little guy on the forehead, just like once, coaxing her daughter to sleep every time.

She kisses with all her love and guilt.

"Mr. Beiming, she's asleep!" Looking back, Ji'an turns around and finds that Beiming Shaoxi has a pair of deep hole like eyes staring at her, which makes her cheek hot!

Damn it, she didn't know how charming she was just humming. She was like a glowing light.

Beiming Shaoxi sees too many Ji'an's shadow from her

No, except for their appearance, they are just one person!

"Uncle Beiming!" Ji'an was nervous when he saw the rolling substance in his eyes.

The eyes of Beiming Shaoxi are like two eddies.

He suddenly regained his consciousness and looked at her with a heavy stare: "take off your clothes!"

"Undress?" Ji'an's voice was hoarse, "I'm so much younger than you!"

Beiming Shaoxi sneered: "she needs your taste, put your clothes in the cradle, she will fall asleep. Or what do you think? "

Does she want to sleep with her baby?

Ji'an is silent for a moment: "but I hold her, how to take off?"

"Give it to me!"

"Here you are. Little ash will wake up and try to coax her to sleep."

"Put her on your lap, undress, dress!" Beiming Shaoxi ordered word by word, "I'll give you five minutes."

Finish saying, he turned to walk into the bathroom, domineering to close the door.

Because he had not taken a bath, he took off his shirt which was covered with tears and nose, and opened his hair. Ji An'an was speechless and choked. He looked at his ease and couldn't help kissing baby's face.

Ji'an sat on the sofa, holding little ash carefully on his knees, pulled off her skirt as quickly as possible, and wrapped it on her body.

There is no crib in the room of Beiming Shaoxi, because little Aishi usually sleeps in the same room with Leo.

Ji'an puts her on the big bed. Little ash holds her clothes and her small face sticks to the cloth

Ji'an was wearing such a long sleeve dress and took it off to little ash, and she didn't have it.

She opened the coat cabinet and put Ji'an's clothes in different categories, which were more than those of Beiming.

Her eyes once wet, not to wait for her, why still keep these clothes?

She is so small that these clothes are too big for her.

Most of them were skirts. When she wore them to mop the floor, she chose a white shirt.

It's like a woman stealing a man's clothes. It's super wide, with several layers of sleeves rolled up, revealing thin and slender arms.

As for skirts and trousers, they can't be worn at all. If the waistline is too small, it will fall down.

Bang, Beiming boss came out after a bath, and was relieved to see the little man sleeping on the bed.

Another glance at Ji'an on the edge of the wardrobe: "why haven't you left yet?"

This tone of voice

Ji'an's legs were straight and his shirt was wide and empty: "am I going like this?"

"What else do you want? Stay in my room? " The language of Beiming Shaoxi is sharp and satirical.

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