The Boss is Very Busy

He took the fried chicken a little further away, and faced the girl's slightly surprised gaze, Jiang Jin bent his lower lip imperceptibly, "Do you think about your brother?"

MuMian was taken aback, then nodded, and said without hesitation: "I miss my brother."

She smiled again, "I really want to."

The boy's complexion was faint, his thin eyes trembled, and he stretched out his fingers again, and passed the fried chicken calmly, but he seemed satisfied.

MuMian got the fried chicken and didn't open it, she held it in her hand, and went to hold the other's hand, "Brother Jiang, why are you back suddenly? Are you not busy studying?"

Jiang Jin watched her movements, the shards of light under his eyes flickered brightly, he faintly closed his eyes, his delicate white cheeks looked indifferent.

But obediently let the other party lead.

He hummed, "I'm not busy these days."

MuMian asked again.

"Then how many days will you stay at home this time?"

Jiang Jin paused, was silent for a while, and said slowly: "It shouldn't be long... Will Mianmian blame her brother for not being with you?"

The girl shook her head, looking inexplicable.

"Of course not."

The teenager stopped suddenly and lowered his head to stare at the girl who hadn't reached his chest. He couldn't help but feel slightly motivated, and raised his hand to touch the other's head.

Since the little girl grew up, she seldom wore braids, and she rarely wore dresses with beautiful flowers. She was in a daze that she was much taller than when she was a child.

But the little girl grew up a bit late, and it has not exceeded his chest yet.

But in Jiang Jin's eyes, he was still a lovely little child. He rubbed the girl's head, and the fluffy hair was soft and felt very good.

Jiang Jin remembered what was going on. He lowered his slender eyelashes, his beautiful eyes were well-shaped, the beautiful lines on his face were smooth, and the edges and corners were obvious.

He has grown from a cold and pure boy to a man with a faintly mature and noble charm.

But he still has the appearance of his youth. At least when he was in front of MuMian, he never changed.

He said in a steady voice: "My brother may be busy for a while, and he should not be able to come back often."

MuMian remembered that Jiang’s mother mentioned that he was going to start a business with a few boys. The little girl nodded obediently, and she understood at him: "It’s okay, brother, I’ll call you when you are free. ."

Jiang Jin twitched the corners of his lips, and then pinched the other's face with his cool and white fingertips, just like when he was a child, just a slight pinch and a red mark appeared.

He paused and rubbed it a few times.

The print is even more red.

Jiang Jin calmly took away his fingers. He pursed his lips and glanced at the fried chicken he was carrying, and frowned without a trace. "Why don't you eat?"

MuMian also looked down, and the little girl replied, "Go home and eat."

The boy stretched out his hand at her, MuMian subconsciously looked over. His fingers are slender and shiny, like elaborately carved works of art, and he wears expensive watches on his white wrists.

MuMian paused and heard the quiet voice of the other party, "Give it to me, brother will help you carry it."

The little girl didn't give it right away, and said casually, "I can carry it by myself without sinking."

The teenager was quiet, and then the two people met, and the other's eyelashes drooped slightly, covering half of the deep and dark eyes. The clear pupils seemed to reflect the girl's figure.

His voice is still steady, but it seems to be softer, but he can't refuse to say: "Goodbye, to brother."