Chapter 271: Good... a little closer (15)
Feng Qian: "?"
Didn't he want to stay...
Feng Yu and Mu Qing were also somewhat surprised by Yan Sheng's words.
Not only the name, but also the actions are pampered.
If you don't know the character of the other party.
Feng Yu had to wonder if Yan Sheng had malicious intentions.
Since the other party said to stay, Feng Yu ordered someone to clean up a guest room.
Feng Yuchaofeng said lightly: "If Qianqian is sleepy, go back to your room and rest first."
After speaking, Feng Yu turned towards Yan Sheng again.
In a friendly tone: "A Sheng sits in the living room first, and the room will be tidy up soon."
Yan Sheng was silent for a moment, and her beautiful amber eyes fell casually on the girl.
The next second, he opened his long legs: "No need. I'll send Qianqian up."
Feng Yu choked.
He watched Yan Sheng go upstairs with the girl.
He frowned.
This child of the Yan family...is it too good for Qianqian?
…
Feng Qian walked to the door of his room.
The girl obediently turned her head to look at the debris behind her.
The tone is also soft: "I'm here."
Yan Sheng was silent.
Amber eyes watched the girl quietly.
Feng Qian was a little uncomfortable at the sight of the other party, and the girl asked tentatively: "Brother, do you want to come in and sit?"
This time.
Yan Sheng's eyes flickered.
Quietly: "Okay."
Feng Qian looked at each other, blinked and turned back to open the door.
Please come in.
Yan Sheng took his long legs and walked in slowly.
Amber eyes casually surveyed the girl's room.
Pastel shades.
Very girly.
The desk was neatly tidied up with some extracurricular readings and study materials.
There is also a cartoon lamp.
Yan Sheng walked over, pulled out the chair in front of the desk and sat down.
The slender fingers carelessly fiddled with the lamp on the table.
Feng Qian also followed.
The girl sits by the bed.
Yan Sheng fiddled with the lamp for a while, then put it back in place.
He leaned back lightly.
His eyes lightly looked at the books on the girl's bookshelf.
Yan Sheng suddenly stopped, leaned over, and pulled out a book with a colorful cover from the bookshelf with long fingers.
He rolled his eyes.
Then he raised his eyes and looked at the girl beside him, "Reading before going to bed?"
Feng Qian blinked his eyes.
He got up and walked over, holding the book in Yan Sheng's hand.
It's a fairy tale book.
Feng Qian was a little confused.
Searched the original main memory.
"This is what I saw when I was a kid."
Windy explanation.
The original owner has been studying abroad since his junior high school.
Just returned home.
The decoration in the room is still as if she had just left the country.
Say it again.
How can anyone... read bedtime books at the age of nineteen.
Or a fairy tale.
Yan Sheng looked up at the girl.
Suddenly he said, "Come here."
The extremely light voice carried the unique magnetism of the other party.
Feng Qian blinked and moved closer.
Yan Sheng: "Bend down."
Feng Qian: "?"
Although he was a little confused, Feng Qian did as he did.
The girl bends a little
Yan Sheng raised his hand.
The slender fingertips had a slightly cool temperature, and slowly and gently brushed the slightly messy hair on the girl's forehead to the side of the ear.
then…
His fingertips rested lightly on the girl's shoulders.
Eyes narrowed slightly.
Yan Sheng leaned forward slightly.
The lips covered the girl's forehead, touched it lightly, and then retreated.
The wind stayed silent.
I saw that the look in the amber eyes of the other party did not change, and he quietly watched the girl.
His thin lips parted lightly: "Good night kiss."
"Good night sister."
Mr. President got up slowly, the amber eyes were calm and indifferent.
A nonchalant tone, and...a great tone.
Feng Qian blinked in confusion.
Seeing the other party walking past, he pushed open the door and went out.
"Good night…"
The girl murmured.