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Shaking his head, Qin Cheng stretched out his hand to remove the little maid's hair from his chest, pinched her face again, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Today, she ran in and warmed the bed herself, instead of letting herself get up and go out and carry her in.

Or maybe it was because she was really tired yesterday. Did she knock on the door this morning but didn't notice it?

It didn't matter, Qin Cheng covered the quilt again, but he got up and got off the bed, picked up the clothes on the coat rack beside him, and put them on. Qin Cheng came to the window and opened it.

He doesn't take off his clothes when he sleeps, except when he's doing that kind of thing, he usually only takes off a coat and it's gone.

The scene outside the window is not bad, after all, it is a big mansion.

shhh.....

Feeling the breeze blowing, Qin Cheng stroked the messy fever.

I should have something to do with the group today.

"Well... Qin Shao... are you awake?"

The little maid rubbed her hazy eyes and looked at Qin Cheng by the window in surprise.

"I have something to go out today. You stay at home and teach Xia Yinliu your [Maid Required Courses] by the way."

Qin Cheng turned around and said instructed.

"Hey... Are you going to go out in just one day? I understand. I will teach Miss Xia well. You have to pay attention to safety on the road."

"Ah."

"Please wait."

Qin Cheng turned around and wanted to leave, but the words of the little maid made him stop.

blah blah blah...

A pair of white and tender feet rubbed lightly on the floor, and the little maid ran to Qin Cheng before she could put on her shoes.

The little hand waved.

Qin Chengzheng, then bent down.

The little maid naturally tidied up his clothes, and reached out and rubbed Qin Cheng's messy black hair.

Organized for a while.

"Just wash up a little, go out, pay attention to safety."

"Ah."

……

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"Young Master Qin, here we are."

Lao Biao bowed and opened the car door for Qin Cheng.

In the core area of ​​Pinghai City, the Qingyun Group Headquarters Building stands majestically in it.

In the parking space of the high-rise group in the parking lot, a Maserati slowly opened the door, and a man with extraordinary temperament in a suit and leather shoes walked out.

Qin Cheng had a question in his heart.

Humans seem to always like to build buildings as high as possible, which symbolizes status, but whenever disaster strikes, this kind of building is the first to collapse.

This time Qin Cheng did not go in directly from the door of the company, but chose to keep a low profile.

This time, he didn't even go to the staff elevator and guest elevator outside, but to the elevator that can only be taken by group executives at another special point.

When he came to the familiar floor, Lao Biao nodded to Qin Cheng and turned to leave.

Open the door and walk in.

The scene that comes into view is still the same as the last time I came. What comes into view is a study room full of scholarly scent, filled with ink, pens, paper, etc. The sofa in the center of the living room presents four opposite sides. style, tone bias...

Mmmm... Most importantly, the room is pinkish.

It's almost the same as the last time I came in, there isn't much change, but the details are more biased towards young children.

This was originally used by Qin Guoguang to interview guests.

The first time Qin Cheng walked into the room, he saw a petite and exquisite figure holding a brush, dipped in ink, trying to write a heart-warming handwriting.

"Hmm... Yaoyao misses Dad so much..."

Chapter 13 Yaoyao's Careful Thinking, She Still Has to Deduct Her Salary

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The little guy in pink makeup and jade was distracted at this time writing handwriting, although the handwriting has a little taste, although the writing is very serious, but Yaoyao's heart is thinking of something else.

He was so distracted that even Qin Cheng, who was behind him, had entered the room and Li didn't notice it.

Looking at Yaoyao's blue silk strewn on the floor, Qin Cheng suddenly had a thought in his heart, and he started to do it.

Yaoyao's black hair was as soft and slender as her mother's, and it would grow back quickly even after the haircut, which made Qin Cheng feel a little helpless.

After all, sometimes when Yaoyao is snuggled in her arms, it is actually a little uncomfortable. Yaoyao's blue silk will always be scattered on her skin, giving her a feeling of itchiness in her heart.

But now Qin Cheng sneaked behind Yaoyao, perhaps because he gradually accepted the fact that he had become a father, and he looked at Yaoyao with a more doting look and action.

When he came behind his daughter, Qin Cheng reached out and gently lifted Yaoyao's long blue hair scattered on the ground.

"Yeah?!"

Feeling that her hair was suddenly held up, Yaoyao panicked and let out a very cute coquettish cry, and subconsciously made a movement, holding her head and squatting!

jingle...

As a result, the brush in his hand fell on the table, destroying the handwriting that was being written.

"Ah...word..."

Noticing that the words she finally wrote were ruined, Yaoyao cried out in grievance.

Then she turned around angrily.

What she saw was the person she was thinking about, and the feeling of some small grievances disappeared in an instant.

"dad?!"

puff~

Yaoyao threw herself into Qin Cheng's arms like a little silly roe deer, and wrapped her arms around Qin Cheng's waist tightly, her face was filled with excitement, and she began to curl up into Qin Cheng's arms. .

The tip of her nose greedily sniffed the smell on her father's body, Yaoyao hugged her father tighter than usual.

Without any extra words, just hugging like this, Qin Cheng didn't expect Yaoyao to have such a big reaction for a while, and she was thrown to the ground directly.

Because he was holding Yaoyao's long hair just now, Qin Cheng was squatting, but a tiger like Yaoyao came down the mountain and directly hit the crouching Qin Cheng on the ground.

"I haven't seen you for more than a day, right?"

Qin Cheng couldn't help but feel a little helpless, he just returned home and stayed for more than a day.

However, Yaoyao ignored her father's words, she sniffed her father's scent greedily, snuggled up against her father's chest, hugged him tightly, and said with dissatisfaction and seriousness, "Yaoyao feels like a long time has passed. For a long time, it feels like I haven't seen my father for a long time!"

Natural blush appeared on her fair-skinned and cute little face, and her serious and dissatisfied pouting little mouth was even more cute to report.

Seeing this scene, Qin Cheng also felt that Yaoyao was becoming more and more coquettish, which made him unable to bear it.

But... Yaoyao's pressure on him made Qin Cheng feel a little intimate.

What is your posture with Yaoyao now?

She was already squatting behind Yaoyao, but when Yaoyao saw her, she was so excited that she jumped up like a silly roe deer jumping in the sunset, and fell to the ground unexpectedly.

Snuggling in his arms, he was naturally pressed to the floor by Yaoyao, that is, lying on the floor.

This is a bit too intimate, Qin Cheng doesn't feel good, but he doesn't dare to directly grab his daughter and put it aside, after all, her daughter seems to be a little angry now.

If you say something like "I hate my father the most!" "Yaoyao will ignore my father in the future!", then it will take a day or two to coax him.

"Yaoyao, get up first, okay?"

Strategic questioning.

"Don't! Dad didn't pick Yaoyao home, and just now suddenly scared Yaoyao, which made Yaoyao's words that she wrote for a long time become like this, and Yaoyao was angry!"

The daughter seems to be angry now, and she looked indignantly at the destroyed ink and wash characters on the table. Not only did she not obey her father's words and got off her father's body, she even sat on it even further.

Yaoyao got up from Qin Cheng's body and sat on his stomach, forcing Qin Cheng to continue lying on the ground and not allowed to come forward.

A pair of slender jade feet wrapped in white silk also hooked Qin Cheng's legs, preventing him from moving.

Like an absolute queen, she lost the look of the pitiful and well-behaved little guy before.

"Uh... I'm sorry... Dad just wanted to help Yaoyao tie her hair just now, out of kindness, so can Yaoyao forgive Dad?"

There was a bit of embarrassment in Qin Cheng's words, because he found that he really seemed to startle Yaoyao, and he made her writing fall short.

"Well... Yuan, it's okay to forgive Dad... Dad, kiss..."

Hearing that Qin Cheng didn't scare herself, but wanted to help her comb her hair, Yaoyao bowed her head a little embarrassedly, her cheeks flushed, and she muttered to herself in a low voice.

After getting the answer, Qin Cheng understood. He didn't have any more scruples. He grabbed his daughter directly with both hands and held it in his arms like a small pet.

Then, when Yaoyao closed her eyes slightly, she kissed her cheek.

"Is that all right?"

"Um... well..."

Yaoyao shyly buried her little face in Qin Cheng's chest, her little hands shrank, and shyly changed back to her sensible and well-behaved look.

Holding Yaoyao in his arms, Qin Cheng looked at the calligraphy and painting destroyed by the brush on the table, feeling a little guilty in his heart.

At this moment, a figure suddenly walked out from the corner of the corridor of the room.

Seeing that it was her son who came back, Li Taiyi walked towards him happily, but she didn't see Si Qiuyi, so she pretended to be angry and said, "Why didn't you bring Qiuyi with you?"

"She's dealing with a little thing in her company, I don't want to touch her."