her smile is sweet

Chapter 205 Take off your pants...

take off pants...

These are three relatively ambiguous words.

Puberty is the budding stage of sexual awareness, let alone a precocious boy like He Qi.

These three words sounded suddenly, and He Qi didn't react for a while, and even got a little confused.

But when he lowered his head to meet Little Miaomiao's big black, bright and clear eyes, He Qi's ears were stained with a suspicious blush.

Although Xiao Miaomiao is his fiancée and will marry him when she grows up, but Xiao Miaomiao is still so young, it seems a bit dirty for him to think like this.

"Let Aunt Yan take it off for you later!"

After leaving a word, He Qi left the bedroom with big strides.

He Qi's pace was very fast, no matter how he looked at it, he fled in a panic from the bottom of his heart.

Walking downstairs, He Qi calmed down his unsteady heartbeat, waited for the suspicious blushes to dissipate, and then said to Aunt Yan in the kitchen: "Aunt Yan, I have something to go out, you go upstairs and help little Miaomiao wash it. Take a shower!"

The eyes who were chopping vegetables in the kitchen turned their heads and looked back after hearing the words, but He Qi was no longer in the room.

He Qi is currently discussing how many maids the family needs to hire in front of the housekeeper, Uncle Wang.

Uncle Wang looked at He Qi in surprise, "Master, don't you dislike having too many people at home?"

The He family is also one of the most wealthy families in S City, but the servants of the He family can be counted on their fingers.

The driver, Aunt Yan, the gardener and him.

It's not that the He family can't afford a few servants, but because He Qi likes to be quiet.

He Qi's fair and clean face is somewhat unnatural, but he has always had a paralyzed face, even if it is unnatural, outsiders can't see it.

"The two little girls in the family are grown up, and Aunt Yan will be tired looking after them alone."

He Qi lied casually.

It's not actually a lie.

Aunt Yan not only has to take care of the two little girls every day, but also cleans the room and cooks, which is indeed hard enough.

Uncle Wang and Aunt Yan are husband and wife. Now that they are both old, Uncle Wang doesn't want his old wife to work too hard.

Uncle Wang went out to recruit servants, He Qi walked around the yard a few times, calculated the time for little Miaomiao to take a bath, and then went back to the room.

When returning to the room, Xiao Miaomiao just came out of the bathroom.

The little guy was wrapped in a bath towel, which reached to her ankles. It was a tube top style, revealing two white and smooth little arms. The white and tender little feet stepped on the comfortable carpet, and the toes were plump like pearls. Curled inwards, the fingernails are light pink, very cute.

But when he touched the little guy's wet hair, He Qi's eyes darkened, and he waved his hand at Little Miaomiao, "Come here, Qigege will blow your hair for you."

The bath towel was too long, it was inconvenient for Miaomiao to walk, and she walked towards He Qi clumsily like an Antarctic penguin.

During the time when Little Miaomiao was walking this way, He Qi had already taken out the hair dryer and was sitting on the sofa waiting for Little Miaomiao.

Little Miaomiao climbed onto He Qi's lap with ease, sat on his lap, and asked He Qi to blow-dry her hair.

The slender white fingers shuttled between the little girl's scalp.

Little Miaomiao leaned against He Qi's arms like a lazy Persian cat.

There is a fresh and sunny smell in He Qi's arms, and she likes the smell of He Qi very much.

His little head arched towards He Qi, and his wet hair wet the shirt on He Qi's chest.

The coolness pierced through the shirt and pierced into He Qi's chest, and the corner of He Qi's mouth curled up slightly, "Maomao, Qigege's shirt is wet by you."

(End of this chapter)