God quietly moved

Chapter 120 Our Children Have Grow Up 10
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Xu Xingyan shook her head lightly, looking at him inexplicably.

Fu Shiyan didn't know what he thought of, and then smiled slightly with his lips curled up, and gently wiped the little girl's tears with a tissue.

"Why are you still like a child?"

"Crying every now and then, huh?"

Xu Xingyan sniffed, and retorted in a childish voice, "I'm not a child anymore, I've grown up!"

Fu Shiyan leaned lazily on the sofa, and put his big hand on Xu Xingyan's small head and gently rubbed it.

Because of the close proximity, the milky scent of the little girl lingered in his nostrils for an instant, and it smelled very good.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and then quietly hid to the other side.

"..."

Xu Xingyan naturally noticed his small movements, and gently pinched the corner of his clothes with her small hands.

The moment he raised his eyes slightly, the sunlight happened to shine on Fu Shiyan through the glass window.

The brilliance is shining and shining.

It's a boy, the boy she likes.

Unknowingly, Xu Xingyan stared at him for a long time.

Fu Shiyan moved closer to let her see more clearly.

next moment.

The phone in the man's pocket rang.

The little girl accidentally caught a glimpse of the caller ID on his mobile phone.

——Little Tangli
Fu Shiyan frowned slightly when he saw the caller ID, and then glanced at the little girl beside him.

He shook his phone lightly, "Brother, go to answer the call, you go to the kitchen to look at the soup."

Xu Xingyan nodded her head lightly, and walked to the kitchen in a muffled voice.

She stretched out her hand and pulled the kitchen door up, to isolate the harsh sunlight and the faint and fresh breath from the outside.

It seems that if you don't go to see him, you will feel less sad.

Soon.

Fu Shiyan pushed open the kitchen door and walked in, and immediately saw the little girl who was secretly drinking ribs soup.

He shook his head helplessly, raised his hand slightly, touched the little girl's forehead with his slender fingertips, and flicked it lightly.

"You."

"Be careful it's hot."

Just in that moment.

Xu Xingyan raised her eyes slightly, the moment she looked at him.

Fu Shiyan clearly felt that the little secret in his heart was gently touched.

In more than two years, the little girl's facial features have grown and become more and more beautiful.

Fu Shiyan lowered his eyes sideways, and looked at the quiet little girl who was holding the pork rib soup behind him, feeling that the atmosphere was weird.

He touched his nose with his hand, and asked in a low voice, "Yanyan, pork rib soup, isn't it good?"

Xu Xingyan shook her head, and put the small bowl into the sink.

"nice drink."

"The pork ribs are soft and rotten, the corn is sweet and delicious, first-class!"

When the little girl said this, she kept her head down, playing with the water with her clean and slender fingertips.

Fu Shiyan didn't think too much about it.

He just thought it was because he hadn't been by her side for the past two years.

The little girl was still sulking.
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The summer in Huainan is extremely hot this year.

The stuffy Xu Xingyan almost felt out of breath.

The two had dinner.

Xu Xingyan moved a small bench and sat beside Fu Shiyan.

The light and clear cedar wood fragrance on the man has become the best smell this summer.

The afternoon sun was warm and the breeze was light.

Xu Xingyan smelled this familiar and clear breath, and she couldn't control her little head resting on the man's arm.

"elder brother…"

Fu Shiyan noticed Xu Xingyan's small movements, and moved his arm lightly to adjust a comfortable angle for her.

Then he replied softly, "Well, what's wrong?"

The little girl closed her eyes, and said in a soft voice, "Brother, do you...have you..."

She shook her head lightly, but still swallowed the words she was about to say.

"I... I'm sleepy!"

Fu Shiyan's big hand gently placed Xu Xingyan's small head, and rubbed it lightly.

When he looked down at the little girl in his arms, his eyes were full of doting.

half an hour.

He said softly:

"Not in love, but—"

"My brother has a little girl that he likes very much. She hasn't grown up yet, so my brother has to wait!"

(End of this chapter)