Can't help but be moved

Chapter 73 Brief introduction, baby~
With candy in his mouth, the man heard the little girl's question, turned his head and stared at her, then curled his lips and shook his head slightly.

He didn't say what was in his heart.

Why would you rather endure the pain than tell him when watching a movie, why you always want to avoid him and keep a distance from him...

He didn't say these words.

"fine."

Jian Nian blinked, and let out a low "Oh" when she heard the answer.

nothing.

She is not blind.

He almost wrote the word "irritability" on his forehead, how could she not see it.

Since he doesn't want to tell her, then she won't ask.

Kyoto University is here.

"Uncle Feng Wang, thank you for sending me back, then I will go back to the dormitory first."

Jian Nian said goodbye to Feng Wang while unfastening her seat belt.

Just when she was about to open the car door, a warm and wide palm suddenly pressed the back of her other hand.

Jian Nian turned her head in doubt, and unexpectedly fell into a pair of deep eyes.

In the dim car, the man's eyes seemed to be bottomless. When he was staring at her quietly, her breathing unconsciously stopped.

"Feng, Uncle Feng Huang?"

The little girl moved her eyes away with difficulty, and her eyes fell on the man's big palm with slender and well-proportioned knuckles.

Uncle Feng Huang, what does this mean? Why did you suddenly hold her hand?
Feng Wang withdrew his hand unhurriedly, as calmly and naturally as if he hadn't had physical contact with her just now.

"Little Jian Nian, on the day of the official performance, Uncle has a gift for you."

Jian Nian tilted her head in a daze, and it took a while to react.

Gift?

Feng Wang wants to give her a gift?

"Uncle Feng Wang, how can you be sure that I will definitely be on stage? If I fail the screening, then I will be very embarrassed, and the gift you prepared will not be delivered."

Jian Nian raised her hand, scratched her face with her fingers, and spoke her thoughts sincerely.

"No," Feng Wan shook his head, his brows and eyes were soft, "You will definitely be able to take the stage, and..."

The man paused, and his smile deepened a little: "Even if you really haven't passed it and can't get on stage, it doesn't affect my gift for Mid-Autumn Festival."

Jian Nian couldn't understand: "Why did Uncle Feng Wang give me a Mid-Autumn Festival gift?"

why?
I don't even know this absurdity.

He just felt that he should prepare a gift for the little girl.

After pondering for a moment, the man smiled, "Uncle wants to give it away."

Jian Nian: "..."

What an answer.

"Okay then," Jian Nian said with crooked eyebrows and a bright smile, "Then I will thank Uncle Feng Lun for your gift in advance. For your gift, I will definitely perform well and strive to pass the stage!"

Feng Wang was amused by her serious words.

Jian Nian pushed the door to get out of the car, bent down and waved goodbye to Feng Wang in the driver's seat, not forgetting to remind her.

"Uncle Feng Wang, drive slowly at night."

"Drink less alcohol, your driver should be off work by this time, remember to find a driver to drive when you go home."

"By the way, Uncle Feng Wang, please take care of my brother for me. If he drinks unconscious again, he will definitely be beaten by my parents when he goes back."

Facing the little girl's instructions one by one, Feng Wangquan responded to them one by one with great patience.

Seeing the little girl walking briskly into the school gate with her bag on her back, Feng Wang drove away.

……

When he arrived at the bar box, Jian Yan and Shen Shu had already finished a round of drinking.

Looking at the crooked empty wine bottles on the table, Feng Wan took off his coat casually, leaned lazily on the soft sofa, and gently parted his thin lips: "Drink less."

The two people who were having fun heard Feng Huang's words, and waved their hands in disgust.

Jian Yan poured a glass of wine and handed it to Feng Wang, who took it.

The wine glass dangled between his fingers, but he didn't drink it right away.

"I said Feng Wang, it's too disappointing for you to ask us to drink less when you just came here."

Shen Shu echoed: "That's right, the three of us finally met each other, so we have to drink to our hearts' content no matter what, so we won't go home until we're drunk!"

Feng Hua's tone was flat, but if you look carefully, you can find a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Your sister told me to watch you and tell you to drink less, or you will be beaten by your parents when you go back."

Hearing this, Shen Shu laughed so hard that he leaned forward and backward.

Jian Yan rolled her eyes: "A little girl, what are you doing with her words?"

Feng Wan raised his eyebrows: "I think what the little girl said is quite reasonable, and she is also doing it for your own good."

Once when Jian Yan came home drunk, he would not be scolded, and occasionally Bai Lu would slap him twice.

Briefly: "..."

Shen Shu laughed so hard that he could hardly breathe.

Jian Yan stared at him coolly: "Is it funny?"

Shen Shukuang nodded: "It's very funny. Brother Jianyan, who was so powerful in school and fascinated thousands of girls, is now in his thirties and still under the supervision of his parents. He has to drink two glasses of wine and go home to suffer." Parents beat me up, who wouldn't laugh when I say that."

As he said that, he coughed twice and patted Jian Yan's shoulder pretending to be serious: "If you want me to say that little sister Jian Nian is really doing it for your own good. Listen to my sister and drink less, baby Jian Yan~ "

Jian Yan's face turned black, and he backhandedly scuffled with Shen Shu.

Jian Yan has been a bully since he was a child, and his history of fighting can be traced back to the period when he wore diapers.

When he was a child, he often used those fists to cause trouble for Bai Lu Jian Mingli, so they have always been strict with Jian Yan, the devil in disguise.

As long as he relaxes a little bit, Jian Yan will not have the image of this person as a dog now.

In terms of force, Shen Shu is no match for this demon king.

He was pinned down on the sofa by Jian Yan before he could resist.

"Brother, Brother Jane, I was wrong."

Jian Yan grinned one corner of his mouth, revealing a row of white teeth: "Hehe, now I know I was wrong? It's too late!"

Then there was a burst of wailing in the box.

Holding the wine glass, Feng Wan leisurely watched the two brothers play.

After a while, Shen Shu rubbed his elbows and sat up from the sofa: "Hiss... In short, you're a little more aggressive this time. It's been so long since we've seen each other. You really can bear it."

Jian Yan rolled his eyes at him, and said with a half-hearted smile: "You deserve it."

"Okay, I deserve it, I'll punish myself first."

Shen Shu poured himself a full glass of wine, then raised his head and drank it down.

Putting down the empty cup, he said seriously: "Actually, I think, in short, if you want to avoid being controlled by uncles and aunts, the best way is to quickly find a wife."

Jian Yan glared at him fiercely.

"I'm serious."

Shen Shu gave him an analysis with reason and evidence.

"Look, it's said that a man doesn't really grow up if he doesn't have a family. You don't even have a girlfriend, let alone a family. In the eyes of your uncles and aunts, you are a child who needs to be disciplined. You must Worrying about you."

"So I said, you just need to quickly find a girlfriend and marry your wife. Hey, from now on you will be the head of the family, a mature man, who cares about you?"

While Shen Shu was speaking, he did not forget to give Feng Wang a look: "Feng Wang, is there any reason for you to say what I said?"

Feng Wang leisurely opened his lips: "I don't care if it makes sense or not."

It depends on the idea of ​​the person concerned.

(End of this chapter)