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Sang Ye was too excited to go to bed because of Tang Yuan's return, so she asked him to accompany her by name, so Tang Yuan washed up early and squeezed into the car crib together, reading a bedtime story with a book.

He spoke vividly, but Sang Ye didn't seem to listen much, and asked him coldly after a while: "Tang Yuan, have you found Aunt Tang Yuan?"

Tang Yuan was stunned for a moment, then tilted his head and said, "No."

"Then why were you so busy a while ago? You didn't stay and sleep with me." Sang Ye complained softly with her mouth pouted.

"I won't be busy in the future, I can sleep with you more." Tang Yuan couldn't explain, but patted the child's chubby stomach soothingly.

Xiao Yezi was well taken care of by her aunt. In the past six months, she has gained a lot of fat, and she has gradually stepped out of the shadow of losing her parents, and she is much more cheerful.He also made new friends in kindergarten. On weekends, he would make video calls to his best mixed-race friend, chatting in half Chinese and half English.

This is also due to Sang Qingshi, he has always been responsible for Xiao Yezi, and he is willing to give energy and money.This alleviated Tang Yuan's pain and guilt of not being able to raise his little nephew himself.From the initial anxiety, fear, and distrust, to now I think from the bottom of my heart that he is more suitable to be Xiao Yezi's guardian than myself.

Oftentimes, Sang Qingshi was still his own god of rescue, the off-road vehicle roared like a horse neighing, his suit and leather shoes were better than colorful clouds, and he rushed to help him solve his problems.

"Little Yezi, uncle doesn't plan to marry a wife." Tang Yuan seriously discussed with Xiao Yezi, "So you don't want to talk about Aunt Tangyuan with your brother anymore, okay?"

"Why?" Sang Ye asked, tilting his head. He didn't understand what that meant, but his mother often joked that Tang Yuan would marry someone when he grew up, and he would call that lady Tang Yuan's aunt.

"Because..." Because he may also become gay, "Because uncle wants to have more time to play with you!"

Sang Ye thought for a while, "Oh, that's fine."

"Aren't you disappointed?"

"No, without Aunt Tangyuan, you can still keep company with brother Qingshi, and brother won't get married either."

Tang Yuan's nerves tensed up, "Who did you listen to?"

"My brother said it when he was on the phone with his aunt."

The eldest aunt is Mr. Sang's mother.

After returning from the Chinese New Year, Xiao Yezi mentioned Sang Qingshi's parents, saying that they were a pair of "grandparents" who were not very talkative.I paid New Year's greetings, and they gave me a red envelope and asked the nanny to take him to play.Tang Yuan understands their resistance to Xiao Yezi's identity, but being able to agree to let Xiao Yezi return to Sang's house proves that he is a very kind person.Tang Yuan is very grateful.

Just as his sister and brother-in-law hoped that he would find a wife in the future, Mr. Sang's parents also hoped that their son could get married. They have not given up after ten years of talking, and they are really pitiful to the parents of the world.

Sang Ye pestered Tang Yuan and talked for a while, and finally the battery ran out, and she started snoring lightly.Tang Yuan shook out the quilt for him, got off the bed lightly, left a small night light behind and left the room, ready to go back and continue packing his luggage.

When I opened the door, I saw Sang Qing leaning against the wall of the corridor with folded arms. He was wearing a pure black casual outfit. He was tall and tall with one leg stretched forward. His freshly washed hair hung naturally on his forehead, looking lazy. And sexy.

Tang Yuan instinctively looked around to make sure that there was no one around, and then he dared to ask in a low voice, "Mr. Sang, why are you here?"

Sang Qingshi pulled him over, turned around quickly, wrapped Tang Yuan in his arms and pushed him directly against the wall, putting one hand behind him.The movement was too fast, Tang Yuan had no time to react, he just felt that his feet were not stable, and Sang Qingshi's face was close in front of his eyes.

"Mr. Sang..." Tang Yuan steadied himself, his voice trembling nervously, and he tried to keep his voice down, "We are outside...we will be seen by others."

"Aunt Xu and Xiao Yezi are both asleep, and there is no one else at home." Sang Qing leaned forward again, and the faint smell of mint toothpaste in his breath entered Tang Yuan's nose.

Tang Yuan followed his sister to watch a lot of TV dramas, and he knew that usually the male lead would hug the female lead like this to kiss her, and later he would definitely press the female lead's shoulders to prevent her from hiding, and then the female lead would be kissed Unable to even say the words of rejection, he could only beat the male lead's chest feebly.

It's too embarrassing. Although I am looking forward to it, I must not be in the corridor. What if Auntie opens the door?What if a small leaf comes out?He grabbed Sang Qingshi's arm in a panic and persuaded him, "Go to my room."

His room is the closest.

When Sang Qing heard what Tang Yuan said, she stepped out of the way and let Tang Yuan drag her away until she was dragged into the guest room with the lights on.

Before closing the door, Tang Yuan looked out again with a guilty conscience, then closed it gently, and turned the lock. When he turned around, he found that Sang Qing was looking at him playfully.

Why do you think his eyes are different from those of the male protagonists?

Sang Qingshi glanced around the room on purpose, his eyes fell on the double bed and paused for a few seconds, then pointed to the door lock, "You are not going to let me go tonight."

It is still a declarative sentence.

Tang Yuan quickly shook his head and explained, "No! I don't think we can be in the corridor..."

Sang Qingshi put on a very puzzled expression, "I'm just asking you two questions, why can't you be in the corridor?"

Tang Yuan was stunned, staring blankly at Sang Qingshi.

He suspects that Mr. Sang did it on purpose, but he has no proof.

His face immediately burned up, his heart was unbearably ashamed and indignant, and he bit the bullet and asked, "What question do you want to ask me?"

Sang Qingshi narrowed his eyes and approached Tang Yuan step by step. He was obviously dressed casually, wearing slippers, and had a peaceful face, but it still gave Tang Yuan a sense of oppression on his body and made him subconsciously take half a step back.

"What time do you have class tomorrow?"

"Eight o'clock."

Sang Qingshi calculated the time, "I'll take you to school tomorrow morning, and if I can't meet the time later, I'll ask the driver to take you off."

Seeing that he was serious and didn't intend to tease him anymore, Tang Yuan relaxed, "No, it's very convenient for me to take the bus."

Sang Qingshi cleared his throat, put his hands in his pockets, and pointedly reminded: "The first rule of nurturing rules, small matters must be arranged by me."

Otherwise, Tang Yuan must not want to trouble others, but his home is three districts away from Tang Yuan's school.

"Ah, how many are there?" Tang Yuan didn't expect Sang Qingshi to write it so quickly.

"To be determined, I said one, you write one, and when it is perfect, I will issue a complete copy for you to sign."

"Oh, good." Tang Yuan waited for a while, "What about the second question?"

Sang Qing waited for him to ask, raised the corners of her lips, lowered her head and whispered in his ear, "Can I kiss you?"

Tang Yuan: "..."

She knew that Sang Qingshi did it on purpose!Bullying!

Tang Yuan was furious and covered his mouth with one hand. Today he said that it is impossible to kiss him even if he is dead. He is angry.He turned the lock with one hand, opened the door, pushed Sang Qing out of the room behind him, quickly closed the door and locked it, and shouted from the inside: "I'm sleeping! Night! Good morning!"