Ying Shao is a Girl

-Nine years old.

Ying Jun first saw a flash of doubt in his eyes.

"Qing Miao can't speak."

"...Okay." The young man's blue eyes were full of pity.

"Chuchu..."

Ling Yiche paused and thought for a moment.

"Is Qingxu your sister?"

"No." Ying Junchu's answer was straightforward.

"Is that your niece?"

"..." Ying Junchu didn't really want to talk to him.

Because she is the legitimate daughter of the Ying family and the oldest. Where did she get her niece?

"No."

But Ying Junchu still answered this boring question.

Ling Yiche took another look at Qing Miao and Ying Junchu. They looked nothing alike and might not be related by blood.

"She's just like you."

Ying Junchu glanced at the two of them indifferently, without any emotion on his face.

"What's the same?"

Ling Yiche didn't react for a moment and didn't understand what she meant.

"They are all wards."

She said it word for word. If you still don't understand, there is really no way to explain it.

"..." Ling Yiche didn't know what to say for a moment.

"So I picked her up..."

Ying Junchu's eyes moved from Qing Miao to Ling Yiche, and finally stopped on him, with a serious look on his face.

"Same for you." I picked them all up.

After saying this, she suddenly felt that her behavior was a little strange.

Seems keen on being a guardian.

"..."

This is not a good phenomenon. I must not pick people up next time.

Raising two is trouble enough.

Too much and she won't be bored to death?

And there are too many to support.

Her money didn't fall from the sky.

"Yeah, we are the same."

Ling Yiche accepted Ying Junchu's statement calmly.

If it weren't for Chuchu, he wouldn't know where he is now. Anyway, he would definitely not be as happy as he is now.

Because I am very happy to see Chuchu.

The young man's slender eyelashes were lightly lifted, revealing his beautiful eyes, which were full of stars. There seemed to be thousands of stars twinkling in the azure eyes, with broken light twinkling.

This smile is inexplicably familiar.

It seems like he smiled like this a long time ago.

It seemed like she had known him a long time ago.

"I brought Qingming back from Africa. She doesn't understand anything. You can teach her when you have time."

It was impossible for Ying Junchu to take care of the children.

She doesn't have much patience.

Don't even think about it.

"Okay, I understand, I will teach her well, don't worry."

The young man nodded with a smile on his face and looked very well-behaved.

Qing Miao also looked well-behaved.

"……"Good.

-

early morning.

The Imperial Capital, which had been drizzling all night, looked wet.

The air is thick with water vapor.

It's December and the temperature is already below freezing.

It was warm inside the house, but it was freezing outside.

Ying Junchu glanced at Ling Yiche's thin figure.

"..." Wearing such thin clothes, aren't you afraid of freezing to death?

Ying Junchu carried Ling Yiche to his own room without saying a word.

Ling Yiche was slightly stunned and had not yet reacted.

"Chuchu, what are you doing?" He couldn't laugh or cry for a moment.

Ying Junchu had no time to answer him, so she opened the closet and rummaged through her clothes.

She remembered that she had bought thick clothes for Ling Yiche before. If she didn't wear them, they would get moldy?

"Put it on."

Ying Junchu pulled out a warm-looking white down jacket from the closet, and she stuffed the down jacket into Ling Yiche's hand.

He said expressionlessly, "Put it on."

Ling Yiche glanced at the white down jacket in his hand.

"..."

Nothing was said.

Just do it.

Ying Junchu stared at him for a long time.

Ling Yiche was so stared at that she felt uneasy.

She frowned slightly, feeling that something was missing.

Then Ying Junchu rummaged through the closet for a long time, and she made the originally neat closet a mess.

She found something that looked warm and stuffed it all over Ling Yiche.