Chapter 283： Good... a little closer (27)

Mr. President squeezed a few times with great interest.

The little girl hasn't woken up yet.

Um.

Sleep quality is good.

Yan Sheng moved his fingers slowly again, and the fingertips moved from the side of the girl's face to the forehead, sliding slowly.

The fingertips paused, and then followed the girl's delicate and beautiful eyebrows, and slowly painted the girl's eyebrow shape.

Fingertips slip.

There was no emotion in Mr. President's amber eyes, but it gradually became a little deeper.

finally.

The fingertips rested on the girl's curly and slender eyelashes.

Sweep lightly.

Feng Qian couldn't help frowning in his sleep, and subconsciously raised his hand to hug someone's messy fingers.

After touching the other's slightly cold fingertips, the girl woke up faintly and slowly opened her eyes.

With a bit of confusion in his dark eyes, he looked at the fragments, and then at the slender white fingers held by his little hands.

Feng Qian slowly let go.

"woke up?"

Yan Sheng looked down at the girl, and as his fingers were loosened by the girl, he slowly pulled back.

Randomly put it on the wall next to it.

"Um."

Feng Qian blinked.

Sit up from the bed.

"What time is it? Brother..."

The girl asked politely.

Yan Sheng looked down at the watch at the wrist bone.

Lightly parted his thin lips: "It's ten at seven in the evening."

"Well, is it so late..."

The girl murmured softly.

Just in the room.

Accidentally got sleepy.

Fragment also said, can take a nap.

So...she fell asleep.

Feng Qian innocently looked at Mr. President next to him.

Yan Sheng lowered his eyelashes.

"My dear, it's time to get up for dinner."

When he said this, Mr. President's amber eyes had a slight smile that could not be traced.

The little girl was confused.

so nice...

Really cute tight.

Feng Qian nodded, lifted the quilt and got off the bed.

The girl followed Mr. President downstairs and sat down obediently at the dining table.

In front of them are two bowls of steaming noodles.

Topped with greens and beef.

On the middle china plate are a few fragrant poached eggs.

Feng Qian looked at it suspiciously.

Ask: "This... my brother made it?"

When Feng Qian came to this villa, he found that there was no one else here.

There are no housekeepers, no babysitting servants.

Except for a few close-fitting bodyguards, there is no one else.

Therefore, the meal in front of you can only be made of scraps.

Hearing the girl's words, Yan Sheng's slender hands folded, his elbows and knees resting on the table, and he casually propped his chin.

A little interest flashed in the amber eyes.

He said in a low voice, "Well. Brother did it."

"It's simpler, will Gu Qian despise it?"

Mr. President asked the exit calmly.

It was obviously a question, but there was no half-different emotion on the other's face.

Even interrogative sentences are spoken as declarative sentences.

Just a good time to wait for the girl's answer.

Feng Qian looked at Yan Sheng, then lowered his head and picked up the chopsticks.

"I won't dislike it. Big brother has worked hard."

The girl is well-behaved.

Pick up the noodles with chopsticks and taste it.

The girl slaps her mouth.

The dark eyes gradually brightened.

"delicious."

Feng Qian did not hesitate to praise.

Fragments cook really well.

Even the boiled noodles are so delicious.

Feng Qian buried his head and ate noodles.

Mr. President, who was praised by the girl, couldn't help but smiled in a good mood, picked up his chopsticks and put a poached egg into the girl's bowl.

"Eat more, darling."

Feng Qian silently ate the poached egg that the other party put into the bowl.

Continue to eat the noodles in the bowl.

After eating, the girl touched her belly.

On the opposite side of Mr. President, the noodles are only half eaten.

Yan Sheng's dining behavior is very elegant.

Obviously it's just ordinary beef noodles, but rawness can make him feel like a high-end restaurant.