Chapter 22 Young Master Gu's Playful Fairy (22)

  Jiao Yang's smiling eyes were crooked, the dark eyes couldn't convey any real emotion, and her tone was calm: "Mr. Gu can really joke, that car key was obviously left by his brother himself."

  The butler nodded. For some reason, he looked into her eyes and felt an inexplicable sense of discomfort in his heart.

   "I see, I will convey the message to Mr. Gu, I am only responsible for passing the message to you, miss."

  The corners of Jiaoyang's mouth curled up, smiling politely at him.

  She watched the car drive away.

  The moment the vehicle and the man's back disappeared, the corners of the mouth that were originally raised were put down instantly, and the smile on his face disappeared.

  The corner of her mouth twitched.

  Tell her to straighten her position? What position, the position where everyone in the Gu family is trampled under their feet?

fine.

  Jiao Yang relaxed her body, turned around, and hooked the corners of her mouth again.

   Sooner or later you will beg me.

  Jiaoyang went home, ran over in a hurry all the way, and went to the living room, but there was no uncle, and then went to the study and his room to look for him, but he was not there.

   I was a little unhappy for a while, and threw the thing on the ground with a "slap".

   "What about uncle?"

  The butler came forward and bowed respectfully: "Miss, Mr. Sheng has gone to the company, and asked us to take care of you before he goes. Also, there is no need to wait for his dinner today, and he may be late when he comes back."

  When Jiaoyang heard this, she became even more unhappy.

  Company company, another company, what a broken company, the important people stare at it all day long, it can be sold!

   It's just a moment of anger, and Jiao Yang won't really think so.

  She took a breath, turned around and walked up the corridor.

   "When he comes back, remember to call me."

"yes."

  The steward and several servants exchanged glances.

  Miss, what happened today? After going out for a trip, she was very angry when she came back?

  Jiaoyang didn't go back to her room, but slept on her uncle's bed, lying on it, smelling the faint fragrance from the quilt.

  It was the same as what she smelled that night, it was a very pleasant fruity fragrance.

  She buried her face in it and fell asleep without knowing it. When she woke up, it was already dark, and the room was also dark, except for a warm lamp next to it.

  Jiaoyang stood up, rubbed her eyes, and saw a man sitting next to him in pajamas, with smooth black hair and a book in his hand.

"uncle."

  Jiaoyang sat up, yawned, and did not forget to blame when she woke up: "Really, didn't you tell the housekeeper to wake me up when you came back?"

  Sheng Yuze put down the book, looked at her with a smile and raised his head: "I don't blame them, it's because I saw you were sleeping deeply, so I didn't ask them to disturb you."

   "Okay," Jiao Yang pouted, "They will only listen to you, anyway, what I say is not what I say."

  The man looked at her helplessly.

"Then uncle, can you listen to me?" Jiao Yang seemed to be depressed for a while, then raised her head to look at him with a smile, "You listen to me, don't they all have the final say? "

"all right."

  The man agreed with a smile, and then brought the hot milk to her.

   "Drink this."

  Jiaoyang's face collapsed all of a sudden: "Will you listen to me?"

   "Okay, okay, drink this obediently, and uncle will listen to you, okay?"

  He is persuasive and persuasive, and he really has the down-to-earth appearance of an adult leading a child and coaxing them.

  Jiao Yang curled her lips and glanced at the milk in front of her: "I'm going to brush my teeth first."

  She hopped and ran to the bathroom, squeezed toothpaste, and filled the cup with water.

  When she was away, the man stared blankly at the place where she had slept just now, there was still a small area sunken, and the quilt was just covered by her.

   While brushing her teeth, Jiao Yang poked her head in half: "Well, how long have I been asleep?"

  Sheng Yu chose to recover, looked down at his watch: "It's half past six in the evening."

  Jiao Yang nodded, her eyes fell on his face, then she turned around and spit out the foam from her mouth, "That's okay, there's still time for dinner."

   She was frightened to death. The days are short in winter, and she thought it was midnight.

  Sheng Yuze nodded slightly in a daze.

  After Jiaoyang came back from washing, Xiaobu walked up to him, lowered her head, obediently drank a glass of milk in one go.

  Jiao Yang handed over the empty cup, and took the tissue from the man.

   "Tell me, wait for me for so long, is there anything you want to see me?" The man put down the empty cup in his hand and rubbed her head.

  Jiao Yang thought for a while, wiped her mouth, then nodded.

   "Yes, there is something to do."

"What's up?"

  The man's gaze softened, he raised his fingers, and smoothed the broken hair on her forehead.

   "I have something to tell you." Jiao Yang lowered her head, looking at the slippers of the two.

"Um."

  Sheng Yuze responded softly, but before his words fell completely, Jiao Yang suddenly raised her head in this posture and kissed his lips.

  The man's beautiful Ruifeng eyes widened in an instant.

  Perhaps he was so shocked that he forgot to react. He stood stiffly for a long time without making any movements, let alone pushing her away.

   This fueled Jiaoyang's aggressiveness. She pulled the man's head down and swept the city, preventing him from having any chance to react.

   This kiss lasted for a long time. By the time she separated from him, the man's eyes were reddish, his eyes were shining, and he was panting when he looked at her.

   His eyes were filled with astonishment, more of it was disbelief: "Jiaoyang, you."

   "Uncle, this is what I want to tell you." Jiao Yang looked at him without flinching, the corners of her mouth curled up.

   "I like your gentleness, but after all, I am a domineering person, and I only want you to be gentle to me. So, I can only do it in this way."

  Sheng Yuze looked at her, his eyes gradually changed from shock and astonishment to tolerance and understanding, as well as love.

   Only there was nothing she wanted to see.

  Jiao Yang was a little disappointed.

  He stretched out his hand, smiled, and touched the top of her head as usual, his gaze remained unchanged, as if the kiss just now had no effect on him.

   "Jiaoyang, your thinking like this is wrong."

  Jiao Yang pouted unhappily: "Then what is right?"

  Sheng Yuze patiently explained: "Even if I am your uncle, I can still care about you, love you, tenderness is only left to you, and there is no need to go through the way just now."

   "But I don't believe it."

  Jiaoyang said persistently, "I don't believe in family affection. If it is family affection, I can't believe that your love belongs to me."

  She walked over and approached him step by step.

   "Uncle, if you really love me, please treat me like I did to you just now. Can't you love me like I have feelings for you?"

  Sheng Yuze sat on the chair and did not back away.

  He lowered his head and looked at her quietly for a while.

  Answer: "No."

   Ask for tickets~

  

  

  (end of this chapter)

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