Chapter 282： Good ... a little closer (26)

Feng Qian's movements were a bit clumsy.

The look is very serious.

The soft touch brought by the touch of the fingertips made Mr. President narrow his eyes.

The girl carefully dried the other person's hair before turning off the hairdryer and obediently putting it aside.

Yan Sheng hooked his lips: "Thank you, darling."

Feng Qian blinked his eyes, "No thanks."

The girl slowly moved to the other side and picked up the phone on the bed.

The screen has gone off.

After Feng Qian's fingerprint was unlocked, he lowered his head and typed a few words.

send.

Then the girl put the phone in her pocket.

Yan Sheng looked at the girl's movements calmly, but there was no emotion on his face.

Eyelashes drop slightly.

The light in the amber eyes gradually deepened.

Is the anniversary of Q...

Yan Sheng got up, slender fair fingers covered the top of the girl's hair, smoothing it gently.

The voice is warm and pleasant: "Guy Qian, brother go to the study to deal with some documents first."

Wind nodded.

Yan Sheng glanced at the girl, took out a clean suit from the closet, and went into the bathroom to change it.

Mr. President's slender fingers slowly buckled the secret buttons one by one, and his amber eyes showed no emotion, and he casually stared at himself in the mirror.

Every movement is impeccable, graceful and charming.

The last step is to tie the tie.

After correcting the collar.

Mr. President took his long legs and walked out of the bathroom.

He looked at the girl to the side, and his thin lips lightly parted: "My little girl, if you're sleepy, you can take a nap on the bed."

A very soft voice and a gentle tone.

Plain command.

"Um."

The girl blinks her eyes.

After the debris left, Feng Qian was bored and brushed his phone aside.

She politely declined Xia Yang's invitation before.

They are not familiar.

She also doesn't want to be too involved with the people of the small plane.

Furthermore...

Not too lazy to dance.

…

study.

Mr. President narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the screen of the laptop in front of him.

half an hour.

The slender fingers rested casually on the keyboard, tapped a few lines of words, and sent them out.

Finish sending the email.

Yan Sheng has just started the work that has been piled up today.

take a vacation?

Um.

It's just kidding.

By the time I finished the afternoon's work, it was almost seven o'clock in the evening.

Yan Sheng closed the notebook.

He got up and went back to the bedroom.

When pushing the door to enter, Mr. President paused and closed the door gently.

Fell asleep?

The little girl slept on the bed, very far to the side.

There was only a little quilt on his body.

The little hands are laid flat on the lower abdomen.

Well-behaved and quiet sleeping position.

Yan Sheng's amber eyes lingered on the girl for a moment, then gently lifted his feet and walked to the side of the bed.

He looked down.

He slowly pulled up the quilt for the girl.

Yan Sheng stood quietly on the spot.

watched for a long time.

The slender fingers slowly landed on the girl's soft side face.

His expression remained unchanged and he poked lightly.

Mr. President's lips curled up.

Sure enough...

It's as soft as expected.

Yan Sheng stood by the bed and looked at it, then walked out of the bedroom.

Usually, Mr. President rarely eats at home.

No babysitter was hired on purpose.

so……

There are not many ingredients in the refrigerator in the kitchen.

Yan Sheng simply fried a few poached eggs, and then placed two bowls of steaming beef noodles.

The simple dinner was ready, Yan Sheng put the noodles and fried poached eggs on the table.

Everything is ready.

Yan Sheng then returned to the room.

Although she fell asleep.

However, the child's dinner still can not be saved.

Yan Sheng walked to the bed and looked down at the **** the bed.

He bent down slightly.

The corners of his lips twitched slightly, and he raised his hand again.

The slender white fingertips gently pinched the girl's side face with a cool temperature.