Quick Wear: The paranoid beauty grabs the waist and spoils her

Chunjuan in the system space silently watched the interaction between the two, and the smile on his face became more and more perverted.

Tsk tsk, could it be that this time you want to play and develop?

Seeing the doubtful look in the little girl's eyes, Han Yichen moved his thumb holding her hand slightly, but the expression on his face remained unchanged:

"Where is your home? I will take you back."

Upon hearing this, Nan Xiang trembled slightly, shook his head violently, and his eyelashes were covered with crystal tears.

Han Yichen lowered his eyes, his heart seemed a little sour, and he was a little confused.

"Beautiful brother, Nanxiang... Nanxiang has no home."

The little girl cried very sadly.

She briefly explained her origin family intermittently and how she escaped after being trafficked here.

"Beautiful brother, why... why do my parents... don't like me, and grandma doesn't like... me, why do they... all like my brother? Is it because I'm not good?"

But within a few seconds of crying, she stopped crying and began to cry silently. Her two beautiful deer eyes became very red and swollen, which made people feel distressed.

Hearing Nan Xiang's cries, Han Yichen was a little flustered, and his heart hurt for some reason.

He knelt down, raised his hand and gently wiped away the little girl's tears. The ink in his eyes gradually became richer, and his voice was gentle:

"Don't cry. They don't like it, but someone will."

"Oh."

Maybe she had cried enough, or maybe she heard the boy's somewhat blunt comfort, so she nodded obediently and stopped crying.

But those beautiful eyes were swollen like two walnuts.

The little girl asked timidly: "Does the beautiful brother like Nanxiang?"

"I like it. Not only my brother likes it, but his father and grandfather also like it."

Han Yichen felt more and more sour in his heart when he looked at the little girl's pitiful appearance.

He didn't know why he felt this way, he just felt that the little girl in front of him was a special existence to him.

"Really? Will they really like me?"

Han Yichen nodded gently: "Yes."

"That's great! Someone likes Nanxiang too."

With that said, Nan Xiang ran into Han Yichen's arms.

Feeling the small, soft person in his arms, a corner of Han Yichen's heart slowly melted, revealing the soft part inside.

He had just made a decision in his heart.

"Is Nanxiang your name?"

Hearing the beautiful brother in front of him ask himself, Nan Xiang nodded gently, the corners of his lips raised slightly, and there was a bit of joy in his eyes:

"My name is Han Nanxiang, this is the name I chose for myself."

When Han Yichen heard this, his eyebrows gradually softened, and he touched Nan Xiang's head:

"Get it yourself? That's great!"

"Hehe," the little girl who was still crying very sadly suddenly showed a big smile,

"Pretty brother, you asked Nan Xiang his name. As a friend, you also have to tell Nan Xiang your name."

Friends? This was the first time that such a young girl considered him a friend.

But he is not satisfied with this status.

Haha~

Han Yichen felt happy again: "Yichen, my name is Han Yichen."

"Han Yi Chen? Beautiful brother, your name is so nice."

Hearing this, Han Yichen felt a little better.

Looking at the little girl's hair, thinking of the feeling just now, he touched it again and gently rubbed the little girl's head:

"Stop calling me pretty brother. From now on, I'll call you brother."

Nan Xiang tilted his head, puzzled: "Why?"

Seeing the innocent appearance of the little girl in front of him, Han Yichen laughed:

"Go home with your brother, and he will give you a home."

"Oh." The little girl nodded.

Han Yichen turned around, revealing his broad and solid back. He pointed at his back and said to the little girl:

"Come up."

The little girl climbed onto Han Yichen's back, and Han Yichen quickly picked her up, stood up steadily, and looked ahead.

"Have you caught it?"

The little girl nodded slightly: "Yeah."

Han Yichen carried Nan Xiang on his back, looked at the road ahead, and started to return the same way.

"Why aren't you afraid that your brother is a human trafficker?"

The little girl shook her head: "I believe in brother."

Hearing this, Han Yichen felt his heart tremble.

Sure enough, having a younger sister is extremely nice.

His mother had always wanted to have a daughter, but she didn't have one until her death, which became his parents' regret.

This time he takes one back and adopts a younger sister. His old man and his family will probably be very happy.

What's more, Han Nanxiang is very well-behaved and sensible, so sensible that it makes people feel bad. He wants to meet a sister with whom he is compatible.

And the Nanxiang he met here was just right, anywhere.

Han Yichen gradually walked out of the mountain with Nan Xiang on his back.

Soon the surrounding mountains gradually blurred and became clearer.

Nan Xiang saw rows of osmanthus trees on both sides of the road at a glance.

A little to the right at the intersection is a black Cayenne.

Next to the cayenne, a tall, thin middle-aged man in a suit came over immediately after seeing her and Han Yichen.

The middle-aged man had a warm smile on his face. He glanced at Nan Xiang and then looked back at Han Yichen.

"Master, you are tired too. Leave this little girl to me."

Han Yichen took a step back and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him calmly:

"Uncle Zhao, no need, I will do it myself."

Uncle Zhao opened the rear driver's seat door and stretched out his hand to say "please".

After saying that, Han Yichen looked at the little girl on his back with a smile and said in a gentle voice:

"Okay. Listen to my sister in everything."

Nan Xiang nodded: "Brother, let me down."

Hearing his sister's words, Han Yichen reacted. He knelt down and carefully placed Nan Xiang in its place.

Feeling the person on his back getting off, Han Yichen felt a little regretful and melancholy.

He thought for a while and began to introduce his person to Nan Xiang: "Sister, this is my driver, Uncle Zhao."

Nan Xiang nodded, blinked and looked at Uncle Zhao, with a sweet smile on his face: "Uncle Zhao."

Uncle Zhao nodded slightly, looked at Han Yichen, and asked, "Master, what should I call you?"

"Nan Xiang will be my sister from now on. I will tell my grandfather and dad."

Uncle Zhao: That’s a good feeling.

He called Nan Xiang respectfully: "Miss Jian'an."

Han Yichen nodded slightly when he heard this, and looked at Nan Xiang:

"Sister, do you want to go in by yourself or do you want your brother to hold you?"

After calling "sister" a few more times, Han Yichen found that his shouting became more and more natural, and he felt more and more satisfied.

Nan Xiang glanced at Han Yichen and saw the wanton smile on the young man's face. She lowered her head slightly and answered in a low voice:

"I'll go in myself."

After saying that, she walked into the car and sat in the back.

"Brother, sit down!"

After coming in, Han Yichen saw the little girl raising her little face and pointing to the seat next to her with a light smile.

"it is good."

Han Yichen bent over and walked in, sitting next to Nan Xiang.

He looked at the back seat of the car and handed the pink and white bunny doll hanging on the car seat to Nan Xiang.

"Take it."

The little girl took the little rabbit doll, hugged it together, rested her chin on the ear of the little rabbit doll, and smiled sweetly:

"Thank you, brother."

Han Yichen: "Yeah."

Uncle Zhao was surprised when he saw the interaction between the two, but his good professional qualities did not let him show it.

Then when he walked into the driver's seat and fastened his seat belt, he saw his young master giving Nan Xiang the birthday present his wife had given him when he was thirteen, and his pupils suddenly widened.

Hearing the harmonious and friendly exchange between the two, Uncle Zhao drove the car attentively and was filled with emotion.

The young master finally became angry.

It’s been more than a year since my wife left, and it’s not easy for the young master...

Nowadays, the young lady may be the best medicine for the young master.

Thinking of this, Uncle Zhao gradually felt sour in his heart, but he still had a calm attitude on his face.

Han Yichen is the sole heir of the Han family, a century-old family in Imperial Capital, and the sole heir of the Shengshi Group. Although he is less than fifteen years old, he has shown outstanding talents.

I have skipped several grades since I was a child in Dalian, and this year I took the junior college entrance examination.

The college entrance examination results have not yet been released, and the long summer vacation is coming.

He followed Mr. Han's wishes and came to Shengshi Group to study.

Although he is still underage, Mr. Han will not demand too much from his precious grandson, but simply assigns an internship task to Han Yichen to complete - to inspect and investigate the factories of Hongguang Building Materials, a subsidiary of Shengshi Group.

No, in the past few days, Han Yichen came to inspect the last factory in China, which is the second largest raw material factory of Hongguang Building Materials in Heyang City, Guizhou Province.

So this is why Nanxiang met Han Yichen here today.

"Brother, where are we going now?" Nan Xiang asked holding the rabbit doll.

Han Yichen looked at the little girl with no emotion in his eyes, but his voice was still gentle: "Go back to Mingyue Villa."