Chapter 17

Jing Jihan went back and looked at the poor little guy with red eyes for a while. He hooked his lips. "Did mom tell you that you can't sleep with strange men or boys?"

When Mianmian holds a white teddy bear, the light just rising in his eyes darkens. He looks at him wrongly, but he doesn't speak.

Mommy did tell her.

"Sleep here. I'll sit by and photograph you." When she saw the tears rolling in her red eyes, Jing Jihan's heart softened and took the teddy bear in her arms and put it on the pillow: "lie down, sleep."

"Good!"

When Mianmian immediately laughed, sucked the small nose that cried red, and quickly lay down.

She reaches out her little hand from the quilt and grabs Jing Jihan's big hand for fear that he will suddenly walk away. She blinks her big eyes and asks, "uncle, don't you sleep? Are you not sleepy? "

Jing Jihan has always been indifferent and alienated, and has never been with children.

When Mianmian although only four years old, but lovely sensible let life out of the instinct of gentle treatment.

He gently pinched his soft hand and said in a deep voice: "I don't sleep, you sleep well."

When Mianmian's hand was gently held in his hand, another small hand holding the corner, looked at him, suddenly said with a smile: "uncle, your hand is so warm."

After that, he quickly closed his eyes.

A few minutes later, I thought the little guy had fallen asleep. Unexpectedly, Mianmian suddenly opened her eyes again, looked at Jing Jihan's face and said, "except for mommy and grandma Qin, only my uncle coaxed me to sleep. Uncle, can you be my father?"

Jing Jihan looks down at the innocent little Mengbao, but he smiles. He pinches her little hand again and transfers the topic without any trace: "who is grandma Qin?"

"It's mommy who asked to take care of me. Mommy called her aunt Qin, and I called her grandma Qin, but she seemed to go home when something happened at home. Mommy said she would come back in a few days..."

When Mianmian really can't hold it now, he said, his little hand moved mischievously in his hand for a few times, and then after a few minutes, he finally calmed down.

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At five o'clock in the morning, Su rushed back to the children's room. After entering the door, she rushed to the children's room for the first time and found Mianmian not sleeping on the cot. then she turned around and saw the door of the master bedroom open.

She was stunned and walked over. Sure enough, Mianmian was sleeping on the big bed in the master bedroom when she saw it. The man who should have been lying on the big bed was sitting by the bed. Obviously, he didn't sleep all night. The man's eyes didn't feel drowsy. Because of the sound of her footsteps, he turned to look at her.

Shi Su: "why did she come here to sleep?"

When she saw Su, she seemed to have been in the rain, her hair was wet, her clothes were half wet, and she was a little embarrassed. When she spoke, she still had a nasal sound, like she was cold.

Jing Jihan pointed to the direction of the bathroom with his eyes: "take a hot bath first."

When Su is still looking at the direction of the child: "she..."

"Wake up at night by the thunder, see you are not around, scared to sleep, ran to me here." Jing Jihan is concise and to the point.

"Oh." Then Su relaxed: "sister Jun has opened a studio near here. She has just been renovated, and the windows are open for ventilation every day. The staff forgot to close the windows to prevent typhoon when they got off work yesterday. Last night, sister Jun suddenly called to say that she was worried about the computers and data files inside. I lived near here, so she went to help close the windows. As a result, the typhoon raged in the middle of the night and stopped me in the studio, I didn't come back until it was a little bit windy in the morning. "

Speaking of this, she looked at a person lying on the bed, but the small hand has been put in the hands of the man's continuous, for a time some inexplicable mood, not to take a bath, went to say: "I take her back to the children's room."

Jing Jihan didn't stop him. Just as he was about to lift his hand up, Mianmian suddenly choked in his sleep, holding his finger tightly.