Uncle President, don't spoil me

Chapter 216 A Promise

It was already very late when Dongfang Yan came back, and it would be dawn in a few hours, but he was not very tired. The killer was used to working late at night, so his energy at night was definitely better than during the day.

The sound of his walking was very soft, almost no footsteps could be heard, when he passed by the door of Mu Lan's room, her door opened, and the petite Mu Lan was wearing a knee-length pajamas, rubbing her eyes sleepily .

"Why are you up?" Dongfang Yan glanced at her bare feet, walked over and hugged her up, the little girl actually walked on the ground with bare feet, although there is a carpet in her room, it is still easy to catch cold in this weather of.

Mu Lan, who was picked up by Dongfang Yan, nestled obediently in his arms. When Dongfang Yan put her under the quilt, she said, "Why did Brother Yan come back so late?"

"You're waiting for me on purpose?" Dongfang Yan frowned and said disapprovingly, "Don't sleep so late in the future."

Mu Lan shrank herself into the quilt, only showing a cute face, barely opened her eyes, "I wanted to wait for you, but I fell asleep after waiting."

She didn't know what she was worried about, the atmosphere between Brother Yan and Brother Yi'an was very strange, she was a little uneasy, afraid that Brother Yan would not come back, that's why she wanted to wait for him to come back.

"You waited for me on purpose? Is there something wrong?" Dongfang Yan looked at Mu Lan. She is a very coquettish girl. Although she is more sensible than her peers, it may be because she was abandoned by her parents when she was a child. She has no sense of security and is always very dependent. Oriental dialect.

"It's okay, I want you to sleep with me, I can't sleep well." Mu Lan blinked pitifully, revealing Bambi's innocent eyes, looking at Dongfang Yan, trying to pretend to be pitiful.

Dongfang Yan stroked his forehead with a headache, this little girl knew his weakness of being soft-hearted, and always pretended to be pitiful to him, obviously he was cold and fierce, but she was never afraid of him, which made him very frustrated.

"Hey, I haven't slept well these days, and I have nightmares every day, you can't bear to see me not getting enough sleep, can you?" Mu Lan continued to pretend to be pitiful, her big eyes were full of grievances.

Dongfang Yan sighed, sat on the side of her bed, and tucked the quilt for her, "I'll be here with you, you sleep well."

"Brother Yan, please talk to me." Mu Lan smiled like a sneaky kitten, got up and snuggled into Dongfang Yan's arms. Dongfang Yan didn't refuse her approach, but just pulled the quilt Come over and cover her.

"What do you want to say?" Dongfang Yan asked lightly.

It seemed that Mu Lan could feel the uneasiness in Mu Lan's heart, she was always like this, when she was uneasy and scared, she was always very talkative, as if she wanted to distract herself and prevent herself from thinking wildly.

"Are you and Brother Yi'an good friends?" Mu Lan thought for a while, and brought the topic to Kai Yi'an. She seemed to be very concerned about Yi'an.

"Well, we've known each other for a few years." Dongfang Yan replied after pondering.

In fact, they didn't talk a lot during the meal. Dongfang Yan secretly sighed at Mu Lan's amazing sensibility. She always seems to be able to detect many things that others can't. Dongfang Yan even deliberately avoided Yi An's sight. However, Mu Lan easily found an unusual atmosphere between them.

"What happened to his feet?" Mu Lan asked again, she seemed very interested in Yi'an.

"It's hurt, but it should be fine." Dongfang Yan replied simply.

"Brother Yan has someone he likes?" Mu Lan changed the subject again, as if she had lost interest in Kai Yi'an.

Dongfang Yan was slightly taken aback, as if he didn't expect Mu Lan to ask him this question.

But, who do you like?He looked at the delicate smiling face in his arms and fell into deep thought.

"Brother Yan is such an excellent person, how come there is no one he likes?" Mu Lan raised her head curiously, and looked at Dongfang Yan's firm facial features from below. He is actually very good-looking, with a rare femininity, It doesn't look feminine.

"What do you know, little girl?" Dongfang Yan didn't want to answer her, so he nodded her small nose and shook his head lovingly.

Mu Lan lowered her head, her long bangs concealed the disappointment in her eyes, she bit her lip, feeling depressed in her heart.

It was the first time she was angry with herself, if she was not ten years old but 20 years old, then she could stand proudly beside Brother Yan, instead of coquettishly nestling in his arms like now.In his heart, he is just a little girl who hasn't grown up yet.

"What are you thinking?" Dongfang Yan looked suspiciously at the little girl who was suddenly quiet in her arms. She rarely had such a pensive expression, and most of the time she bluffed and looked carefree.

"If brother Yan has a girlfriend, will he still hurt Mulan?" The little girl's words were full of tenderness and grievances unique to little girls. She blinked her big watery eyes, looked at Dongfang Yan, and asked.

Dongfang Yan was startled, then suddenly laughed, rubbing her head, "No way."

He doesn't like women at all, how can he have a girlfriend?But in this case, Dongfang Dialect would not be spoken to Mu Lan, because she is just a little girl who doesn't understand anything.

"Really?" Mu Lan, like all ten-year-old girls, seeks a promise from an adult, even though she knows in her heart that such a promise is completely different from the promise she wants, but she still simply hopes that Dongfang Dialect Can give her hope.

"En, of course." Dongfang Yan smiled and patted Mulan's arm, "Okay, it's getting late, you should go to bed quickly."

Obtaining his promise, Mu Lan nodded happily, hugged Dongfang Yan's waist, and fell into a deep sleep, wondering if she had some kind of sweet dream, a slight smile appeared on her lips.

Seeing the innocent Mu Lan sleeping like a child, Dongfang Yan shook his head, gently put her back on the bed, helped her cover the quilt, stood up tiptoely, and left her room.

Some love will slowly grow in the bottom of my heart, take root and sprout, and will not die because of the change of time, but will grow stronger and stronger.