Arrogant Uncle, don't be shy

Ling Chen looked at Zhang Xiaoxiao for a while and saw that she was finally quiet. She curled up in a small ball on the bed and slept peacefully. She looked clever and harmless.

Ling Chen breathed a sigh of relief. There was a trace of tenderness on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows. He carefully pulled the blanket aside and covered Zhang Xiaoxiao.

"Well." In his sleep, Zhang Xiaoxiao frowned uncoordinated. With a push of his short legs, the blanket fell gently to one side.

“……”

Ling Chengang was about to turn around and leave the room. When he heard the noise, he folded back, bent down, picked up the thin blanket on the ground and covered Zhang Xiaoxiao.

It's strange to say that Zhang Xiaoxiao's eyes are closed. At this moment, he seems to feel the same. He is dissatisfied. The next second, the poor blanket falls off her again.

Ling Chen's eyes were quick and his hands were quick. He reached out to catch the blanket that immediately fell to the ground and covered Zhang Xiaoxiao again.

She frowned and kicked again;

Ling Chen picked his eyebrows and covered them again;

Kick again;

Cover it again.

……

After repeated several times, Ling Chen finally gave up and clenched his hand with the thin blanket. He gnashed his teeth and looked at the "evil spirit" on the bed. How could he think that she was clever and harmless when she fell asleep just now.

Zhang Xiaoxiao on the big bed suddenly moved restlessly. His small hand unconsciously pulled the fake collar on his neck. While pulling, his small mouth muttered, "it's hard..."

Ling Chen looked at Zhang Xiaoxiao's cherry mouth, and there was some inexplicable restlessness on his body. The little hand was still pulling his clothes. Ling Chen looked at it for a while and finally realized it.

Zhang Xiaoxiao is still wearing the cumbersome princess dress she attended the banquet before. Although this kind of dress is beautiful, it is not so comfortable to wear. In particular, the bow tied around her neck will feel tired after wearing it for a long time. No wonder she is so restless.

Ling Chen doesn't think much. He subconsciously wants to unbutton Zhang Xiaoxiao's clothes. He always treats Zhang Xiaoxiao as his married niece, so Ling Chen doesn't feel anything wrong about his behavior of going to pick up Zhang Xiaoxiao.

That said, when Ling Chen really wanted to start, his fingertips stayed in mid air, trembled slightly and refused to fall. The buttons of Zhang Xiaoxiao's skirt are designed at the front chest, so Ling Chen's eyes are unavoidable and fall on some places that should not fall.

The 18-year-old girl is fully mature and plump. There are some places to drum up. The beauty makes him have the impulse of nosebleed.

Ling Chen frowned and scolded himself for being worthless. There were many mature and beautiful women who stood naked in front of him. Du Zetang even laughed at whether he had a problem with his orientation.

But now when facing Zhang Xiaoxiao, Ling Chen feels like a hairy boy who has never seen a woman. After biting his teeth, Ling Chen withdrew his hand. He was just going to go out and ask others to help Zhang Xiaoxiao change his clothes, but he suddenly remembered that there were no female creatures in the whole Ling family except Zhang Xiaoxiao.

Just because he rejected women's close proximity, the whole Ling family didn't even hire a maid.

Ling Chen frowned. Zhang Xiaoxiao looked really uncomfortable and tight. After hesitating for a while, he sighed, and his big hand with distinct bones extended to Zhang Xiaoxiao.

Ling Chen almost escaped from Zhang Xiaoxiao's room. There was an abnormal flush on his face. Even the breath sprayed was hot. Uncle Rong passing by Ling Chen was stunned. What's the matter, young master? Is it a fever?

"Young master, are you all right?" He asked with concern.

His young master was stunned at his words, frowned, shook his head seriously, shook his head again, and then turned and left.

Uncle Rong scratched his head. Why did he think something was wrong with the young master.

"Uncle Rong." Ling Chengang took two steps, suddenly stopped and stopped him.

"Ah?"

Ling Chen took his fist to his mouth and coughed twice. He said uneasily, "remember to find two maids to come home tomorrow."

"Yes, young master."

After Ling Chen left, uncle Rong stayed in place in a daze. Don't you hate women approaching him?

Zhang Xiaoxiao slept until the morning. Today is a weekend, so she doesn't have to get up early to go to school. Naturally, no one bothered her dream early in the morning.

Zhang Xiaoxiao yawned deeply and narrowed his eyes comfortably. The ancients sincerely didn't deceive me. A beautiful day really began with waking up naturally.

Suddenly, she glanced at the neat little skirt stacked next to the head of the bed. She was stunned. Isn't that the princess skirt she wore on her birthday yesterday? How could it be there.

She is a very self-conscious person. The neatly folded clothes are definitely not her own.

Zhang Xiaoxiao bowed his head and was still wearing her bear pajamas. However, when she changed it yesterday, she couldn't remember at all.

Zhang Xiaoxiao shook his head and tried to evoke his memory last night. Finally, she found that she only remembered that Du Zetang gave her a glass of juice. She was just thirsty and drank it in one gulp. Whether the taste of the juice was different or not.

Suddenly thought of something, Zhang Xiaoxiao covered his mouth and exclaimed that he was born. No, this dress... Should not be changed by uncle while she was asleep.

Then, Zhang Xiaoxiao shook his head and denied his idea. How can uncle be idle and bored and run to change her clothes? Forget it. Go down and ask again when you see uncle.

Zhang Xiaoxiao scratched his hair like a chicken nest and dragged his loose steps to the bathroom.

When Zhang Xiaoxiao went downstairs, Ling Chen was sitting on the sofa in the living room reading documents. When Zhang Xiaoxiao saw him, he just turned a page and concentrated. He didn't find Zhang Xiaoxiao's arrival at all.

"Good morning, uncle!" Zhang Xiaoxiao smiled foolishly, Chong Lingchen waved and said. After that, he scratched his head awkwardly. Well, it seems that she should ask Uncle how it's noon.

Ling Chen put down the document in his hand and raised his head. As if he had just noticed Zhang Xiaoxiao, he slightly picked his eyebrow: "get up?"

Uh huh, Zhang Xiaoxiao nodded.

"Uncle Rong, serve." Ling Chen snapped his fingers, and immediately a group of people with cook hats came in a row, one with a plate in his hand.

Zhang Xiaoxiao was slightly stunned. Is uncle waiting for her to eat?

Ling Chen sat up from the sofa and approached Zhang Xiaoxiao. The corner of his mouth slightly recalled: "this meal has been heated twice. If you don't get up again, I'm going to heat it for the third time -"