Report to the president, Mr. Ben Miao does not warm the bed

Even if Xin Ziwen wanted to pretend nothing had happened at this moment, he couldn't do it anymore, his heart beat so fast that he was almost on strike.

The girl in his arms was his sister in name, his half-sister, but he knew from Xin Xiaotian very early on that he was not a child of the Xin family at all, and the girl in his arms was not his own sister. .

His feelings for her deteriorated from time to time, even he didn't know it.

Maybe it was because he knew she was not his own sister, and he watched her grow up from a cute little doll to the beautiful girl she is now, or maybe it was some other time...Anyway, wait until he reacts At that time, his feelings for her had deteriorated.

After the relationship has deteriorated, every day of getting along with her is suffering.

She is not yet an adult, but he has such nasty thoughts about her. He also knows that the little girl in his arms doesn't know anything. She thinks he is her own brother, which is why she is so close to him.

He didn't want that either.

But he really couldn't help it, he was thinking all the time, if he could really hug this little girl, how great would it be?

Especially now, the little girl's soft body is nestled in his arms like this, so small, so cute, it almost disrupts all his thoughts, he can't think of anything, he can only blushing, letting go My heart beat faster and I was at a loss.

And the little girl sleeping in his arms seemed to feel something too. She raised her head and asked him, "Brother? Your heartbeat is so fast, ah, your face is also red? What's wrong with you?"

"I...I'm fine, get up!" Xin Ziwen's heart jumped in his throat when she asked her this, afraid that she would see something, so he quickly pushed her away, hurriedly urged and left the room.

Xin Miaomiao looked puzzled at the back, scratched her messy hair, and finally got up reluctantly.

There is floor heating in the house, and a layer of woolen blankets is laid. Although it is already winter, Xin Miaomiao doesn't feel cold at all, so she goes to the bathroom to wash up with bare feet.

After brushing her teeth, holding water in her hands, she ravaged her little face indiscriminately, and she came out, put on the clothes that Yang Rong prepared for her in the morning, and went out happily.

Xin Ziwen was still waiting outside, but at this time his heartbeat recovered and his face became normal. He saw the little girl jumping out without shoes on, so he put the shoes in his hand at her feet.

"How many times have I said that you have to wear shoes when it's not cold at home, girls..."

"Brother, why are you as nagging as your mother?" Xin Miaomiao frowned as soon as she heard that the man was about to nag, her pretty face wrinkled like an old lady's.

"You." Seeing this, Xin Ziwen could only poke her cheek helplessly, feeling the soft touch, her heart beat faster again, and she immediately retracted it like an electric shock.

"Brother, how beautiful do you think my sister will be today?" Xin Furong didn't notice any abnormality in the man, she just looked up at her bright little face and said with longing.

But after saying this, she immediately pursed her mouth again, lowered her head a little dejectedly and said, "Mom said that I want me to follow my sister all the time, but... my sister doesn't like me, so I don't want it anymore. Today is my sister's wedding." Today, if she has affected her mood because of me, then..."