Chapter 260 eyes in the dark

More than ten minutes later, the little guy in his arms breathed more and more evenly. Ji Xiaohan glanced at him stealthily. His son, who was still trying to lose sleep, was sleeping soundly now. Instead of being a little devil, he became his liver.

Ji Xiaohan quietly looks at his son's beautiful and delicate face. Inexplicably, he thinks of the photos he saved when he was a child.

He has forgotten his childhood nirvana, but he remembers his younger brother's appearance. It seems that he is similar to the little guy, but he must be more like himself.

Season owl cold gently removed the little guy's small body from his arms and got out of bed.

Then he opened the door and went out, standing in the corridor with his big body, his hands on his waist, and began to think about where his old photos were.

In the glove room on the third floor?

When Ji Xiaohan thought of this, he immediately went to the stairs.

Push open the sundry room door on the third floor. Ji Xiaohan looks at some old things sorted out and sees the album in an instant.

The corners of the house are falling, and there are servants who take care of and clean them carefully every day, so even if he hasn't turned over things for several years, they are clean and spotless at the moment.

After Ji Xiaohan got the album, he turned on a wall lamp.

In his nightgown, the owl sat on the floor casually and began to look at the old photos of his childhood.

Turning over one by one, we are getting younger and younger.

Finally, he saw the picture he left when he was three or four years old. Although it was a little old, he looked like a little fool in the picture. He smiled happily, and there was a younger brother who was three years younger than him.

Ji Xiaohan squints his eyes and looks at his childhood nirvana. He finds that he looks very similar to his son.

Think of this, season owl cold thin lip a hook, couldn't help but chuckle.

When he was immersed in the world in the picture, the door was pushed open, and uncle yuan came in surprised.

When he saw the season owl sitting on the floor without any image, he was all alone.

Ji Xiaohan didn't expect uncle yuan to come back. He stood up from the ground as if he had done a very embarrassing thing.

"Young master, it's you. I forgot to turn off the light because the servant was careless." Uncle yuan is also very embarrassed. Just now, the young master was sitting on the floor without the image of the young master. Would he be directly blinded by the young master.

Ji Xiaohan raised his hand solemnly: "Uncle yuan, it's late. Go to have a rest. I want to see something old. I'll turn off the light."

Yuan Shuru quickly backed away, caring: "young master, you should also rest early and pay attention to your health."

After that, uncle yuan shut the door and left quickly.

All of Ji Xiaohan's interest was suddenly dispelled by Uncle yuan, who closed the album and turned out of the door.

When he came to the stairway, he saw a small figure standing at the door of his room with his head down.

The little hand, half raised, seemed to be going to push his door.

However, when I saw that my little hand was about to touch the doorknob, I fell down again in panic.

Season owl cold hands around the chest, long legs overlapping, lazy leaning on the side of the wall, interesting and fun looking at the woman's face that struggling expression.

Of course, Tang youyou didn't know that there was a pair of deep and charming eyes peeping at his awkward behavior.

However, she has to find out what he plans to do and whether he wants to promote his mother.

Otherwise, how can she tell Gan Ma about going to work tomorrow morning?

She doesn't want to let Ganma down, because Ganma must have been looking forward to it for a long time.

Tang youyou's two little hands are constantly twisted together, and the beautiful eyes are flashing with tense looks.

But will she be too active in this way?

In case of being treated as a joke by Ji Xiaohan, how can she keep her mother's prestige in front of the children in the future?

Does Ji Xiaohan think of her as a casual woman? In order to achieve the goal, do everything possible to hook him?

When Tang youyou was in a dilemma, Mei Mou inadvertently swept to the corridor nearby.

A pair of smiling eyes in an instant.

Tang youyou has a feeling of being struck by thunder. The whole person is not good. In the next moment, she turns around and runs to her room.

"Stop!" But as soon as she ran out, there was a slight command voice from the man behind her.

Tang youyou is really obedient and stops, turns around and stares at him angrily: "how long have you been standing there? Why don't you make a noise? Do you mean to see my jokes? It's disgusting. "

"Are you the first accuser of the wicked?" Season owl cold eyes light still smile.

Tang youyou is stunned. The white face like a plate floats the color of peach blossom in an instant.

She's really blushing. It's going to explode.

This man is not a common hater.

Even standing by to see her jokes, she lost all her face this time.

When Tang youyou decided not to take care of him in his life, the man walked towards her quickly. Then, he forcefully and domineering buttoned her slender wrist and dragged her to the balcony.

Tang youyou's beautiful eyes are gaping. He looks down at the place where the man holds his hand tightly. His steps have been taken forward by him.

"Ji Xiaohan, what are you doing? Let go. I'm going to sleep!" Tang youyou has decided not to ask him, or self-esteem is important.

It is better to be on the verge of one's own morale than to be despised by him. Later on, in terms of children's education, one has the right to speak for good or ill.

"Didn't you come to me just now?" Ji Xiaohan knows that she's talking nonsense. Her thin lips are raised, and her tone is still smiling.

Tang youyou is going crazy.

"All of a sudden, I'm fine now. Let me go!" Tang youyou's duplicity.

But now, she has been pulled out of the balcony by the man.

In the distance is the sound of the waves rolling. In the near place is the breath of men's masculinity.

Tang youyou only felt that the back was gently pushed and pasted to the wall by the man, and then, the man's hand, strongly propped up in her ear.

Look at her from a high position, smile from thin lips, more charming.

Tang youyou's breath is fast, and her beautiful eyes are up, looking at the men's unfathomable eyes.

"Season owl cold, why do you want to play with me?" Tang youyou accuses him of his evil deeds. In his beautiful eyes, there is a layer of fog.

Season owl cold slightly startled, surprised and innocently shrugged a shoulder: "long, where did I play with you?"

"You don't want to answer my request at all, you just want to see my joke, do you?" Tang youyou hasn't heard his reply yet. How can she not think about the harm?