The Villain’s Little Cutie

Han Sheng carried the pastry bag and walked back.

Suddenly stopped.

I remembered the sudden smile on the corners of Ning Hanyan's lips that Yu Guang had just glimpsed.

He grinned suddenly, his eyes gloomy.

Those pale faces bloomed with strange colors.

He looked at the pastries and short sugar in his hands.

Smiled and said: "Assi...you will be mine sooner or later...willingly..."

He closed his eyes and curled his lips.

Sooner or later, I will depend on me.

Only rely on me.

Lianchun Garden is still open after all.

The bone was taken away by people from the police station, allegedly because of what a young man named Hansheng said for them.

That's why the above agreed to reopen the Lianchun Garden.

The class leader wiped the sweat from his head and asked: "Do you think Han Sheng knows what happened back then?"

The teacher's wife said: "How old was he when her mother died? What can a five or six-year-old child think about? Besides, if Han Sheng really knows something, how can he help us intercede!"

Class leader: "However, we are not good to Hansheng at all. Could he be a conspiracy to help us intercede?"

The wife of the class leader suddenly twisted the class leader’s ears and cursed: "Can’t you think of something good? Huh? Han Sheng grew up in our Lianchunyuan! Who else should we honor if he doesn’t come back? The woman who bought it? A joke, that woman didn't care when she saw it. Han Sheng must have thought of how we were kind to him!"

"Yes, yes! You let go!"

The teacher's wife then released her hand and said, "Another day, someone will give Han Sheng a gift in person. This kid is promising. I heard that many people praised him, even Mr. Zhang."

"Hey, didn't Yuan Ming have a relationship with Han Sheng before? Let Yuan Ming go."

As soon as he got home, he saw the pastries on the table, most importantly!

There is also a bag of crisp candy.

The little girl's depression in the past few days has completely dissipated.

He rushed into the kitchen with his eyes bright, and praised without hesitation: "Hansheng! I like you so much!"

Her small mouth opened and closed, and her black eyes seemed to be immersed in water, which was very alluring.

With a knife in his hand, Han Sheng lowered his eyes, cooking with a gentle expression on his face.

Resist the urge to take her into her arms and give her a hard kiss.

He said, "You can't eat more, you can only eat one piece of sugar a day."

As expected, Asi's little face collapsed, she stretched out her little hand to hold Hansheng's sleeves and shook it gently.

"Cold and cold, you are the best."

Han Sheng said nothing.

Asi stretched out a finger, "May I have one more piece?"

Her expression is really pitiful.

Han Sheng said helplessly: "Then you have to eat all the dishes I made tonight."

Assi pursed his lips solemnly, and said earnestly: "A word is definite."

The satiated Assi stood by the bed with a tangled expression on his face.

Reached out and touched his chubby belly.

Han Sheng knelt down on the bed covered with bedding.

Suddenly stretched out his hand and said gently: "Asi, come up to sleep."

"Well," Asi frowned, "Han Sheng, you are very old now, shall I go to the next room to sleep?"

Han Sheng looked at Asi with a serious face, and said slowly: "I'll be scared."

As he said, those black eyes looked at Assi faintly, as if she would do something scary if she dared to refuse him.

Assi shrank his neck.

"Ok……"

She blinked and continued to struggle: "Then when you are eighteen, we must sleep in separate rooms."

Han Sheng did not speak.

Oh, when I was eighteen years old.

In two years, he would always turn two quilts into one.

By the age of eighteen, the children are there.