Attack of the Adorable Kid

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As soon as An Feng tilted her head, he met He Lianxiao's deep eyes.

An Feng coughed a little, her face pale and slightly red. She pretended to look away calmly, and said with a somewhat unstable breath, "Thank you, I'm fine."

"Grandma, you have a good chat with your grandfather, and went out to find the pho and rat."

No matter what An Feng said, the little princess ran away.

The atmosphere was suddenly a little awkward.

"Children, don't worry about it." An Feng walked towards the kitchen with a cup.

The man behind him followed suit.

It seemed like she was walking forward at random, her steps were not small or small, but she was under pressure from An Feng, and she subconsciously accelerated her pace.

It wasn't until she was affixed to the counter that she reacted. She was indeed in front of him and behaved a little abnormally.

As if afraid of him.

In fact, the opposite sex, women often fall easily.

Although An Feng hadn't had a love relationship with the Eight Children's Classics, and her marriage to Nan Weiye had been hurriedly obtained, she knew the inferiority of men. Some men like to see women standing in front of them in order to prove their personal charm.

An orange lamp was turned on in the kitchen. An Feng was petite and He Lianxiao was so tall that he stood together, with a hint of warmth.

An Feng was a bit uncomfortable after being choked to the back of her throat. She looked back at the man's straight trousers without a trace of folds, raised his head to meet the man and looked at her eyes lightly.

He Lianxiao's life experience was rich, his wisdom was deep, and An Feng's defensive look just like his enemies failed to escape his eyes.

When ordinary women see him, they try their best to post it.

It is rare for An Feng to avoid him.

Helian Xiao thought of that time at the hotel's bathroom door, she smiled softly at her ex-husband. The brow is light and gentle, and there is no style when smiling, it is just a pure cleanness and gentleness.

People will unknowingly immerse and yearn for that smile.

It is hard to imagine that a smile like that would appear on a divorced woman.

But when her ex-husband was removed by him, her attitude changed again. Meeting again, she avoided him, even Xiao Tiantian could see that she didn't like him. Women's minds can often not be estimated by the calculations in the shopping malls. He Lianxiao couldn't figure it out, so he could only think about it in another way.

Desperate!

When An Feng saw Helian Xiao staring at herself, she eased the uncomfortable throat and said, "Mr. Helian, is there anything else?"

An Feng wore a light-colored cheongsam. The woman in her forties was very well-maintained, with graceful lines, and the light color made her skin look whiter. Fair, embroidered with a brilliant blooming peony flower, elegant The cheongsam put on a quiet and gentle face, with the tenderness of a Jiangnan woman like water, raising her hands and casting her feet, holding the woman's restrained and implicit temptation of that era.

The cheongsam she wore was a short design. Although she was not tall, she had a good figure and her legs appeared thin and long.

An Feng felt the gaze he was looking at, she frowned slightly, and said, "Mr. Helian, I have something to do and I'm out of company."

Helien Xiao stood in place, not giving way.

Looking at it from a distance, she was like being trapped between a tall man and her body by a tall man. Her posture was imaginative.

The wrinkles on An Feng's eyebrows were deeper. "Mr. Helian, please don't do this."

He Lianxiao chuckled at the corners of her lips and asked faintly, "What?"

An Feng could see that he was standing here on purpose. She took a deep breath and planned to walk away from him, only to take a step forward. The man's long fingers suddenly reached out to her face.

An Feng's abdomen touched her skin, and An Feng didn't respond all of a sudden.

Looking at her dumb look, he lowered his eyes and tilted slightly. He leaned in her ear and smiled, "Don't be angry, I'll just leave."

...

During dinner, Nanxun spoke to An Feng, but did not get a response. She looked at An Feng.

An Feng bowed his head and ate rice. There was no vegetable in the bowl.

"Mom, why don't you eat food?"

An Feng came back from a state of distraction. She looked southward, but she accidentally glanced at Helian Xiao, who was sitting opposite her. He hooked her lips and smiled gentleman gentleman.

An Feng, who never swears, scolds him in his heart.

"Mom is not too hungry, you eat!" An Feng put down her bowl and left the restaurant.

Nan pursed her lips, and she felt that her mother was weird!

...

After a few days of rest, the private restaurant must resume business tomorrow.

The old customer heard the news and called to book several tables in advance.

Nanxun and Anfeng started to get busy again.

When you are busy, it is not easy to think more.

They were busy till night, and the two took a bath for the children again. After a day, they were a little tired.

After the two children fell asleep, Nanxun fell asleep.

An Feng couldn't sleep.

In the middle of the night, she didn't eat much for dinner and went downstairs to cook supper.

Walking to the kitchen, An Feng was startled when he saw a black figure standing there.

Quickly turned on the lights and saw that the black figure was Helian Xiao, An Feng sighed, "Mr. Helian, what are you looking for?"

He Lianxiao coughed. "A little sick in my throat. I want to pour a glass of water."

An Feng saw an abnormal flushing on his face, and An Feng frowned. "Are you feverish?"

"A bit."

"Did you take medicine?"

"The medicine is on a private jet."

When the illness came down like a mountain, An Feng saw that he was a little weak, and she was always kind. She decided not to care about his daytime behavior. She said, "Go back to your room and rest. I'll wait to send you medicine and boil water."

"Trouble."

After Helian Xiao went upstairs, An Feng poured a glass of boiling water and went to the small medicine chest to take out the cold medicine at home. She went to the door of the room where Helian Xiao lived.

Knocked on the door.

No one should answer inside.

An Feng stood for a while and knocked on the door again.

Still no one should.

Did he burn so badly that he fainted?

An Feng knocked three more times. After receiving no response, she raised her hand and twisted the doorknob, "Mr. Helian?"

The door was not locked, An Feng pushed the door and walked in.

There was no figure of He Lianxiao on the bed. An Feng put medicine and boiling water on the bedside table and was about to go out. The door of the bath room was suddenly pulled open.

He Lianxiao, who took a simple shower, came out of the bath room, and her deep facial features became more three-dimensional. Her short hair was not dripping, but she was still wet, with an indescribable sexuality.

He only wore a pair of casual trousers, and his upper body had not had time to wear clothes, revealing a sense of strength that was inconsistent with the temperament of his elegant gentleman, as well as the sturdyness and strength of his shirt.