The wealthy and the cold are chasing love: the cute little wife

Chapter 11 The Origin (2)

She wiped her eyes with her sleeves, trying to squeeze out a sweet smile, the dimples on her childish face were faintly visible, and shyness and timidity flashed in her bright eyes that longed for closeness.

For some reason, his heart softened. When he was a child who didn't know the world, he also eagerly longed to get close to his parents, but...

He changed his mind a few times, and dragged Donglai to talk outside for a long time.

After returning, his attitude changed, and he asked the servant to sort out the guest room on the second floor and let her live in it.

It's just that her attitude towards her is lukewarm. Danqing tried her best to please him, but it didn't work.

In the middle of the night, the stars are shining brightly, and the bright moon is competing for glory.

Under the bright desk lamp, Han Shaozhe swiped his brush like flying, sweat dripping down his face.

A slight sound of footsteps knocked on the door from far to near, the sound was very small, Han Shaozhe frowned and didn't answer.

The door was gently pushed open, revealing a cute and sweet smiling face.

Her voice was long and coquettish, "Brother, brother."

Without turning his head, Han Shaozhe said calmly, "Go back to sleep."

Danqing was carrying a small bag, holding a bear pillow in her hand, which she brought from outside.

She walked over lightly, and pulled his clothes timidly, "Brother, I dare not sleep alone, I'm so afraid...can I sleep here?"

He was silent, a child suddenly changed to an unfamiliar environment, it is indeed easy to feel panic.

"No."

These are not his responsibility, none of his business.

Danqing rolled his eyes, "Then I will sit here and not disturb you."

Without waiting for his reaction, she sat down on the floor, looking reckless.

The corner of Han Shaozhe's mouth twitched, he ignored her, and continued to copy the test papers with his head down.

She tilted her head and bit her fingers, rolling her eyes.

"Cuckoo."

Hey, whose stomach is growling?

She rummaged through her schoolbag for a long time, and finally found a bag of biscuits.

She smiled and said, "Brother, this is for you to eat, you won't be hungry after eating."

"I won't eat." Han Shaozhe coldly refused, he was arrogant, his mother didn't let him eat at night, and he was really stubborn and refused to eat.

No one supervised him, and he refused to eat even a small snack.

She hugged her little belly, with a bitter face, "Brother, I want to eat, I feel hungry."

Han Shaozhe took care of her lazily, and she would die if she didn't eat a meal.

Suddenly remembered that I didn't prepare dinner tonight, he didn't eat it, what about her?
"What did you have for dinner?"

She raised the biscuit in her hand, and Xueyu smiled sweetly, "Brother, eat this, it's delicious."

She still smacked her small mouth unsatisfied, like a greedy kitten.

Shaozhe didn't want to eat her food at first, but the hope in her eyes was so strong that he couldn't bear to refuse.

He took a bite of the biscuit, her eyes sparkled, "brother, is it delicious?"

Shaozhe was noncommittal, how delicious are the biscuits?

Seeing her staring at the bag of biscuits, drooling, he froze, "Take it and eat it."

Danqing quickly sat upright, not daring to glance around, "No, no, give it to brother, I'm not hungry."

Having said that, the saliva was secreted crazily, and the saliva was swallowed.

He opened his mouth, hesitated to speak, and finally swallowed the words back, nibbling on the biscuit silently.

The little girl's appearance of wanting to eat but refusing to eat was so funny, his mood improved inexplicably.

After eating a bag of biscuits, his stomach felt better, and he let out a sigh of satisfaction.

The little girl sat at his feet, stared at him eagerly, and smiled childishly, "Brother, if you eat my biscuits, you can't hate me."

(End of this chapter)