Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Shen Ting's heart was filled with indescribable feelings.

A little bit sour, and a little guilty, as if the moment was stolen at this moment.

This little happiness was originally missed all night.

But there was another voice in her heart saying, no, not necessarily, maybe what she wants when she grows up is not Ye Xiangnan, but him Shen Ting!

When Shen Ting felt unable to endure, he stretched out his hand and gently touched her little face, only to touch him, he immediately took it back.

His face was slightly warm, as if he had done something unspeakable.

Suddenly, Shen Ting stood up and walked to the window. He originally wanted to open the window, but in the end he gave it up because he was afraid she would catch a cold.

In this way, I quietly looked out the window, and after watching it for a long time, he calmed down.

But when I picked up the book, my heart was still unstable.

The words I read turned into Yihuan's face.

Finally, Shen Ting decided to sleep.

He took a shower and felt trouble when he turned his head. Yihuan slept in his bed. Of course he couldn't sleep together.

He sighed, took a blanket, then lay on the sofa and covered it.

The night is getting deeper.

He smelled the sweet smell in the air, it was Yihuan, sweet.

Shen Ting thought he couldn't sleep, but when he lay down, he fell asleep quickly, sleeping better than ever.

This night, Shen Ting had a dream, in which there was intentional joy.

When he woke up, the sky was already bright.

Her eyes opened suddenly, and she looked sideways at Yi Huan's little face. She was still asleep, sleeping fragrantly on his bed, her porcelain-white little face was buried in the pillow, and her short hair was exposed outside.

He looked cute as an angel, and suddenly ran into Shen Ting's arms.

He even reached out and touched his heart lightly, as if trying to make sure if there was something there.

Of course, there is nothing but a heart pounding.

Shen Ting clutched his heart for a long time, then looked at that little guy, he was still sleeping sweetly.

There is no sign of waking up at all.

Shen Ting closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, there was something more in his eyes.

He stretched out his hand and touched her cheek lightly, feeling the touch.

In fact, he should have given her a good morning kiss. They are relatives. This is not too much, but he has other thoughts in his heart, so it is guilty to think about it, at least not now, at least not when she was so young. At least not when she is asleep at the moment.

In the morning light, Shen Ting's face was depressed, depressed and restrained.

But her beauty deserves his restraint, for many years, until the year when she was 18 years old, she did a big thing...

Shen Ting just stared at her like this, and did not notice that he was kneeling there for a long time, his knees hurting.

Yi Huan woke up at 8 o'clock in the morning, opened her eyes and saw the enlarged face of Brother Shen Ting in front of her.

He really looks good.

Yi Huan is only 7 years old, so he doesn't know what reservedness is, so he stares at him and exclaims from time to time, "Brother, you look so good."

Shen Ting stared at those big eyes that looked like blue cats, and smiled slightly: "You are also very beautiful."

Yi Huan found herself sleeping in his bed in his bedroom. She was surprised at first, but it was probably because the bed was too comfortable and she didn't want to move at all.