military pet

All the hustle and bustle settled in the night, the car passed by the neon lights on both sides of the road quickly, and there was silence in the car.

Little Wen Di was sleeping soundly in Zuo Hen's arms. He and Feng Ziqian were staring out of the car window, 'seeing the scenery', their eyes were like streams, and their thoughts were different.

Not long after, they got off the car at a place far away from Zuo Hen's residence.

The autumn night wind blew coldly on his face, Zuo Hen walked slowly with the child in his arms.

Feng Ziqian put his hands in his pockets, lowered his eyebrows slightly, and asked, "Will the child follow you all the time?"

"En." Zuo Hen's voice was very soft, afraid of disturbing the child.

"Their parents...?" Feng Ziqian hesitated, wondering if he should ask.

Zuo Hen explained softly indifferently: "My sister and I are orphans. She died of illness last month. I only found out half a month ago. I don't know who my brother-in-law is, so Wendi will be taken care of by me in the future. .”

His explanations were both true and false, but Feng Ziqian did not doubt that Zuo Hen had asked for leave during this period because of this matter.

For a moment he felt a little embarrassed, he seemed a little reckless just now.

Just as he was dazed, Zuo Hen pretended to be joking and said, "On Monday, I saw someone who looked like you in a restaurant in City B, and I almost went up to say hello, luckily I didn't."

"Really? Maybe it's really me." Feng Ziqian's face was still uneasy, but his heart trembled a few times.

"Tch, I don't believe you know how to separate yourself."

Zuo Hen pretended to be disapproving and smiled, but he knew in his heart whether that person was Feng Ziqian or not.

Regarding Feng Ziqian, many people in the school know that the prince's father is the deputy chief of staff of the Shenyang Military Region Command. He is a genuine prince, but they also feel strange that his father would let his son come to the south alone. Their school is not a military school.

Moreover, Feng Ziqian's parents are divorced, and his mother's current husband seems to be a gangster. Feng Ziqian did not inherit his father's business but followed his mother to the south. This is a bit unusual in their kind of official family, but there are not many people. think.

But Zuo Hen discovered a while ago that this lazy and lonely prince is not as self-motivated as they seem on the surface, it seems that there is something else hidden.

However, no one knows what this prince is doing secretly, just as no one knows his other side.

Feng Ziqian was slightly relieved to see that he wasn't paying attention at all, and changed the subject, "Although the school won't care about this, is it convenient for you to go to class in the future, please hire a nanny?"

Zuo Hen didn't explain much, just nodded with a smile, "Well, I'll go to the housekeeping company to see people tomorrow."

In fact, he would not 'hire' a nanny at all, because it would be very inconvenient to 'work' in the future.

Now there are full-time senior nanny companies, where children's safety and daily life are guaranteed.

Although it is very reluctant, it is indeed too dangerous to have an unknown person at home.

"Just send me here, Chuxiong's temper may be crazy tonight, you go back and see if he doesn't make trouble then."

"Well, good." Feng Ziqian stopped and stared at Zuo Hen, with reluctance hidden in his eyes.

Everyone can see that he likes the person in front of him, he likes his warm smile, and his clean eyes.

Feng Ziqian was recognized as a handsome guy in school, and there were a lot of people who admired him.

But he is always as cold as an iceberg, making people panic and afraid to approach.

But everyone knew that this cold and arrogant prince was very kind to Zuo Hen.

Although he has never stated his position, there are some things that can be seen with the eyes.

This is also one of the reasons why many people who like Zuo Hen dare not make a move. Anyone who offends Prince Feng is an iceberg.

However, Zuo Hen was very troubled by them. He would not like anyone, but he could not refuse Feng Ziqian.

He didn't express his stance clearly to him at all, Feng Ziqian's concern for him was nothing more than the usual concern among classmates, even his words were well-behaved, and he never crossed the line.

Those rumors are just one-sided speculations of gossipers, so is it possible for him to be sentimental to clarify?

So there has always been an ambiguous stage between them, which made him very depressed.

"You go back, be careful on the way." Zuo Hen was a little cold from the night wind, and he tightened his hands holding the child, urging lightly.

"Okay, you too." Feng Ziqian agreed but didn't move his feet, his black eyes stared at Zuo Hen without turning his eyes.

He really wanted to reach out and take off the pair of flat glasses to take a closer look at the person in front of him, to see if his mind was the same as his own.

Everyone said that Zuo Hen was very beautiful, and it was the kind of beauty that stood out from the crowd, unique!

Take a look, take your breath away, and seduce your mind.

Those crystal eyes are clear and clear, and Wa Liang is always smiling.

The bridge of the nose is straight, thin and straight, and the lips are cherry-colored, tender and moist, not flirtatious, but warm!

His handsomeness is two points enchanting, three points cute, and five points handsome.

Watching it for a long time will make people trapped in that whirlpool and unable to extricate themselves.

Although he usually hides it deliberately, the unique noble temperament emanating from him is always with him.

However, he is like a marshmallow wrapped in a crystal glass, it makes one's heart itch, but few people can really swallow it.

And besides Feng Ziqian's unreally beautiful appearance, what he likes most is something deep in the bottom of Zuo Hen's eyes, which is difficult for others to notice, loneliness.

"Ziqian, thank you for sending us back. Go back and drink less." A little embarrassed by someone staring at him, Zuo Hen urged him tactfully again.

"Zuo Hen." Feng Ziqian did not agree to Zuo Hen's words this time, but took a step forward.

Zuo Hen is not even 1.8 meters tall with shoes on, while Feng Ziqian's net height is 1.8 meters five.

Moreover, Zuo Hen's figure was much thinner than him, so he stood in front of him at such a close distance.

An invisible pressure hit his face, making Zuo Hen feel hairy all over.

He quickly narrowed his eyes and smiled and said, "Okay, if you don't go back, they will make a big noise, thank you for sending us back."

Feng Ziqian felt quite helpless, he felt that his actions were obvious enough, why Zuo Hen still didn't respond, did he really need to speak out?

But he is a man of action, and it would be easier to act directly than to make a nasty confession from him.

Just as he was thinking, his body moved forward slightly, Zuo Hen's heart skipped a beat, and he exerted force on his hand.

So just when Feng Ziqian was about to kiss him, the little guy lying on Zuohen's shoulder suddenly woke up.

In a daze, the little one whimpered in a low voice, "...Dad... woo..." Uh...someone pinched him sorely.

"Is it cold, baby?" Seeing the little guy pursed his mouth and looked like he was about to cry after waking up, Zuo Hen kissed his pink face distressedly, and then said to Feng Ziqian: "The little guy must be cold, You go back quickly, don't let Zhou Chuxiong bully Qiu Bin, he will have to socialize tomorrow."

Zuo Hen's words resolved Feng Ziqian's embarrassment just now, he pulled his lips in a rare way, and said with a smile: "Maybe Qiu Bin is looking forward to it, well, you are too when I go back, be careful on the way."

After Feng Ziqian left, Zuo Hen finally let out a heavy breath, quickly rubbed Little Wendi's soft thigh, and sincerely apologized: "I'm sorry, baby, did it hurt?"

But it seemed that he didn't pinch him at all, the little guy didn't answer his words, he just whispered a few times in his ear and fell asleep again in a daze.

But they didn't expect that just after they walked tens of meters away, Zuo Hen's phone rang suddenly, and when he took it out to see that handsome and handsome eyebrows, he immediately frowned.

The author has something to say: Aww, dizziness, weakness in the limbs, smoke from my throat, my sisters, wear thicker clothes in cold weather, it’s so uncomfortable to catch a cold.

Update one chapter first, work harder in the afternoon, and update at night...