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

Mingyue Villa is a new Chinese-style private villa manor owned by the Han family in the suburbs of Heyang City, Guizhou Province. It had been vacant before and had not been occupied for more than ten years. It was not until Han Yichen came to Heyang City to inspect this manor that the manor was discovered. Got angry.

But this time, if Nan Xiang comes with him, Mingyue Manor will be more lively.

As for why the manor was named "Mingyue", it was naturally named after Mr. Han's wife, in memory of Han Yichen's grandmother.

When Nan Xiang entered Mingyue Villa, he was immediately taken to wash up.

Regarding clothes for children of Nan Xiang's age, Han Yichen asked Nan Xiang what he liked and asked the people at the villa to prepare them.

Nan Xiang was taking a shower, while Han Yichen started a video call with Mr. Han.

After Han Yichen reported on the progress of his day's work here, he mentioned Nanxiang to Mr. Han.

Mr. Han lamented: "This is such a miserable child."

After he finished sighing, his eyes widened when he heard his grandson's words.

Han Yichen: "Grandpa, I want to raise her."

"What? You bastard!"

Apparently Mr. Han misunderstood Han Yichen's words.

"She is so young and you already have thoughts about her?"

Han Yichen didn't understand why his grandfather had such a big reaction at first, until his grandfather said something again. He felt shy, and a blush slowly crept up to the tips of his ears.

This was the first time he felt so embarrassed, and it was in front of the old man he respected the most.

Han Yichen explained helplessly: "Grandpa, it's not what you think. Didn't my mother always want a daughter before she was alive? And I also want a sister. Don't you always want a soft and cute granddaughter? I mean Keep her in the name of her father and mother, and raise her as her own sister.”

Hearing Han Yichen's long explanation, Mr. Han felt a little strange, because this boy was usually reticent and never explained but just took action.

But if this kid said something, I would feel a little irritated, but if I think about it carefully, what he said makes sense.

He is what netizens call the "dumb handsome guy".

Since the Shengshi Group was completely handed over to Han's father, Mr. Han has been very leisurely and usually surfs the Internet. He is a fashionable little old man.

So sometimes my imagination is a little big.

When Mr. Han heard his grandson's explanation, he asked again uncertainly: "Zundu is fake?"

For Mr. Han, who is known as the "old naughty boy who surfs 8G online", Han Yichen's deep black eyes flashed with a hint of helplessness:

"Ah."

Seeing his grandson who had returned to his aloof appearance, Mr. Han felt bored. Then he seemed to think of something and said:

"Bring that little girl here and show it to the old man."

Han Yichen corrected her: "Her name is Han Nanxiang. From today on, she is my sister and your granddaughter."

Mr. Han nodded quickly: "I know, I know."

He looked at his grandson a little absent-mindedly, and even his vision was a little wandering, so he immediately became interested:

"Are you thinking about Xiaoxiang?"

Mr. Han stepped into the role relatively quickly, and as soon as Han Yichen reminded him, he started shouting affectionately.

Han Yichen retracted his thoughts and looked at the half-smiling look on his grandfather's face. He ignored his own unnaturalness and retorted lightly:

"No, she hasn't come out of the shower for so long, I'm worried about her."

Mr. Han nodded, and the smile on his face deepened: "It seems that our Yichen will be a considerate and good brother."

Although Mr. Han was praising himself, Han Yichen always felt something was wrong. Just as he was about to say something, he heard Mr. Han continue:

"Let's do this for now. You tell your dad later and ask him to contact Xiaoxiang's parents to resolve the matter. Or I can tell Shilin. I will instruct everyone in the house to prepare Xiaoxiang's things. of."

The Shilin that Mr. Han refers to is Han's father, Han Yichen's father.

Hearing this, Han Yichen nodded and swallowed the original explanation.

In short, there is nothing to explain. It is wrong to say too much.

"Hmph, old man Xu always shows off his granddaughter to me, and I will show off to him later."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Han hung up the video call with Han Yichen.

Han Yichen was left silently looking at the computer screen with the default desktop.

When he was about to contact Father Han, he suddenly heard Nan Xiang's voice.

"Brother, brother, are you there?"

The voice seemed trembling and frightened.

Han Yichen stopped moving his hands and responded softly: "I'm here."

So he immediately stood up, turned around and walked out of the study, just in time to see the timid little girl leaning at the door.

Looking at the little girl's appearance, Han Yichen's eyes moved slightly, as if a stone had been thrown into his heart, causing slight ripples.

Although the little girl was only six years old, she put on the pink princess dress Han Yichen had prepared for her. Her long yellow-brown hair was slightly curly and naturally dispersed with moisture. A pair of clear deer eyes looked at her wetly. Han Yichen didn't know why. , I just feel my heartbeat speeding up unconsciously.

The little man in front of me has fair skin, picturesque features, and natural baby fat. It is hard to imagine the dirty and embarrassed look he had when we first met him not long ago.

But the little girl's beautiful, pure eyes and sweet smile are impressive.

"Brother, I wanted to find you after washing, so I asked Aunt Chen. Aunt Chen said you were in the study."

The little girl's clear voice brought Han Yichen back from his thoughts, and he listened carefully.

"This place is too big. It took me a long time to find my brother's study."

Speaking of this, Nan Xiang's voice gradually became quieter.

She lowered her head, as if she didn't dare to look into Han Yichen's eyes.

When Spring Roll in the system space heard what his master said, he called out to Liuliu and continued to watch the show.

Hearing this, Han Yichen felt helpless and funny, but more concerned about Nan Xiang.

He knelt down and looked at Nan Xiang, trying to keep his eyes level with Nan Xiang:

"Anan, you can ask Aunt Chen to bring you here directly."

"But Aunt Chen has her own things to do, and I don't want to disturb her..."

Speaking of this, Nan Xiang lowered her head and slowly raised it. She met the young man's Qingjun eyes and continued,

"Did I disturb my brother by coming to see him?"

"No." Han Yichen raised the corners of his lips slightly, revealing a faint smile. He reached out and touched Nan Xiang's head, his brows furrowed slightly and felt wet.

"Anan can come to my brother at any time and he will be there."

Feeling the power in her hair, Nan Xiang took a few steps back: "Brother, my hair is wet."

"It doesn't matter, brother will help you dry your hair."

Seeing Han Yichen's confident look, Nan Xiang only felt a little worried.

She didn't know why she felt so worried.

Hearing that Han Yichen wanted to blowdry his hair, Nan Xiang felt a little embarrassed and immediately refused.

It wasn't until Han Yichen explained it again and again that Nan Xiang accepted it with embarrassment.

Han Yichen opened his arms and asked politely:

"Anan, can I hug you?"

Nan Xiang: ...Really, he is really reasonable.

Nan Xiang nodded, "Of course."

So Han Yichen carried Nan Xiang to the sofa opposite the computer desk in his study.

Han Yichen placed Nan Xiang on the sofa, pulled out the cabinet next to him, unpacked a sky blue towel, and brought the hair dryer over.

Han Yichen took these things over and saw that Nan Xiang didn't start immediately. Instead, he took out his mobile phone and searched.

Seeing Han Yichen's embarrassed and innocent look, Nan Xiang felt funny in his heart.

Even the spring rolls in the system space don't know what to say, but they all make up their own tricks.

Within three minutes, Nan Xiang saw the man approaching. He carefully turned Nan Xiang inside and out.

After wiping away the water stains on his hair, Han Yichen put the towel aside, held Nan Xiang in one hand and made her sit on the small stool in front of the sofa, and held a hair dryer in the other hand to dry her hair.

At first, Han Yichen's movements were a bit unfamiliar, but slowly, his proficiency improved. From now on, he could quickly complete every request from his sister and do it well. But that’s all for another day.

After drying his hair, Han Yichen took Nan Xiang to a room.

When I opened the door, I saw that this room was very big. One room alone was larger than Han Nanxiang's previous home.

Moreover, this room is very beautiful and dreamy. There are many cartoon stickers of stars and small animals on the wall. The walls are light pink. The soft bed is also light pink. There are many beautiful and lovely dolls, and the wardrobe is full of clothes.

It is very much in line with the standard princess room.

Han Yichen saw Nan Xiang staring blankly without saying anything, and asked, "What's wrong? Don't like it?"

Hearing this, Nan Xiang came back to his senses and looked at the gentle and patient young man in front of him and shook his head gently:

"I like it, thank you brother, Anan likes it very much."