Chapter 202

"When will it be windy?" she leaned on Shen shaoting's broad and warm chest, and Xuanxuan was very likely to break the casserole and ask the truth.

"After reading the weather forecast, you will know..." his eyes were still following the figure. When he saw her walking into the bathroom with men's supplies, his anger came up, and even inadvertently squeezed Xuanxuan.

Xuanxuan was in pain and kept twisting: "uncle, you pinch me and the remote control. Uncle, look at the weather forecast."

Immediately, the big hand loosened. Shen shaoting picked up the remote control and randomly pressed it on the stage where the weather forecast was broadcast, dealing with the difficult little girl.

"Xuanxuan, you don't want to see the bald head. Uncle has used the computer. Come and see." while trying to turn the wheelchair, Shan Guoguo walked out of the room. When he saw the handsome, noble and elegant man on the sofa, he was stunned.

Holding up Xuanxuan's small ass with a big hand, let her small body slide down on her lap and circle it into her arms. Then, Shen shaoting looked at Shan Guo and pulled his lips. His voice was low, with a little provocation and pride: "I came to see my daughter..."

Deliberately, his words deepened his tone when they fell on three words of my daughter.

Ye Zi came out just after her work on a sunny day and said to Xuanxuan, "after reading the weather forecast, you should take a bath and go to school tomorrow."

I've been playing like the wind these days. I'm depressed when I mention going to school, like frost eggplant.

"Do you not want the little red flowers given by the teacher, or do you want the students to say that you are a truant?"

Xuanxuan pouted. Although she was reluctant, she still nodded her head heavily: "I see, Mommy!"

Later, ye Ziqing looked at Shen shaoting: "if you don't see enough, you can continue to see it tomorrow, but now we should rest and you should leave."

However, before Shen shaoting could speak, Xuanxuan said: "Mommy, it's cold and dark outside. My uncle lives here today, okay?"

"There is no place for my uncle to live here, and my uncle is an adult. He is not afraid of black or cold. My uncle can find a place to live by himself."

He looked and listened, frowned and replied in a cold voice, "adults are also human. Naturally, they will be afraid of the dark and cold."

Hearing the speech, ye Ziqing couldn't help getting angry and stared at him fiercely. Is this what an adult should say?

"It's really dark, and it's raining heavily. Mr. Shen is unfamiliar in Binhai. Ziqing, let's stay for one night." Shan Guojia said.

Cold sniff, Shen shaoting spilled a sneer from his nose, mixed with disdain. When can he use him to say good things?

After looking at him, ye Ziqing said coldly, "sleep on the sofa at night."

Then she took Xuanxuan to the bathroom, and Shan Guoguo returned to the room. There was only Shen shaoting left in the living room.

The night was getting darker and darker, and the room was quiet again. Only a faint breath echoed. Unexpectedly, it was still so cold in the summer night on the seashore. Shen shaoting's tall body moved on the sofa, his narrow eyes narrowed upward, and he was sleepless.

Then, a sound of tiptoe came. Xuanxuan came over with a blanket taller than herself, staggering around and laboriously put it on the sofa: "here, uncle!"

A soft heart, Shen shaoting kissed the little girl on the forehead. His low voice was very soft: "go to bed quickly."

He took a kiss on his face, and Xuanxuan ran back to the room again.

The next morning.

Shen shaoting got up very early. After he went to the bathroom to wash his face, his eyes fell on the brand-new washing utensils. He smiled coldly, tore the utensils directly, washed his face, brushed his teeth, and then used a razor. He used all the male products she bought, and did not let go of the towels.

When I walked out of the bathroom and stood in the living room, I heard the woman's voice coming out of the room.

"Do you want to wear suit pants? If you don't go out, I think it's more comfortable to wear sweatpants..."

Gritting his teeth, his deep eyes narrowed dangerously and walked two steps into Shan Guo's room. Sure enough, he saw that she was standing in front of the wardrobe, with a soft face asking about Shan Guo, just like a virtuous wife

He wants to kill Shan Guo first, and then kill her!

The cold eyes fell on Ye Ziqing. Shen shaoting walked towards her step by step. The dark eyes contained the cold and lonely of the wolf. His thick arm raised, grabbed the slender wrist and dragged her out of the room. He was very strong. Bai Xi's wrist had turned red and was very painful.

"Let go of me!" Ye Ziqing struggled violently behind her.

He didn't even answer. He pulled her out of the room and went downstairs, but he still walked forward.

Ye Ziqing was angry and beat him vigorously. The rain immediately wetted both of them, including hair, face and clothes.

The pace at his feet was too fast, and the ground was slippery. He didn't pay attention at his feet. Ye Ziqing fell to the ground, and his knees were particularly hot and painful.

Shen shaoting's chest was still fluctuating violently, and the cold rain could not extinguish the burning anger in his body.

Aware that she fell, he finally released her. His face was cold, his seal hall was black, and his body was slightly bent, trying to lift her up.

Ye Ziqing clapped his hand, wiped the rain off his face with his left hand, propped the palm of his right hand on the ground, gritted his teeth, slowly propped up his body, and his chest was constantly fluctuating up and down.

"I think we need to talk about something..." she limped forward.

She felt that it was very necessary to thoroughly clean up the relationship between the two people. If this continued, she would only be physically and mentally exhausted.

The rain was still falling, and ye Ziqing was still wearing the green dress. A gust of wind blew, the skirt swayed, and the slightly lame leg seemed to caress the man's heart. Then guilt and unspeakable heartache emerged from the bottom of his heart. The anger and mania accumulated for a day were gradually dissipated.

In the twinkling of an eye, he had arrived at the coffee shop. There was a wind chime hanging on the door. When he pushed it away, he made a crisp sound.

Binhai is not as prosperous as s City, but it has a different style, streets and alleys, antique and fragrant.

At this time, the cafe is empty and empty, and the dim yellow light tilts down from above, adding a hazy and warm, very soft and beautiful.

Sitting on the seat next to the window, ye Ziqing ordered two cups of light coffee, and his body was still dripping down in embarrassment.

Sit down face to face. A moment later, the coffee came up. Looking at the two people's embarrassed appearance, the waiter's eyes were a little different.

Pick up the coffee, ye Ziqing takes a few sips, dispels the cold in her body, takes a deep breath, suppresses her anger, and tries her best to keep her last calm. "