The Boss is Very Busy

Kapok raised her hand, and gently grabbed the other's tender and cool little hand. The other party trembled visibly, and then her beautiful and bright red lips were tightly pursed.

The young man comforted him softly: "Don't worry about this, you can live here with peace of mind, and I will send someone to your house to tell your father."

Ai Wei was slightly stunned, she looked at the other party without making a sound, her blue eyes were unclear about her emotions.

Seeing that she hadn't spoken, Kapok raised her hand again, and touched the other's hair with her fingertips, and she rubbed it gently.

"If you are happy living here, you can stay here. Just in time, I also need someone to accompany me."

The girl's voice was soft and low.

"But you obviously have a lot of people here..."

The boy shrugged helplessly.

"They are all servants, and they can't play with me. In fact, sometimes there are too many people, but no one can accompany them. It's very lonely."

Seeing the other party's lost figure, the little girl closed her mouth tightly, and the streamer in her beautiful eyes trembled slightly.

Kapok couldn't help but complacently gave her a five-star rating for her poor performance.

Seeming to be moved by the other party, Ai didn't say anything for the only time.

Kapok stood up, her slender figure was beautiful and young, she squatted down slowly, raised her head, slightly bent her white fingers like jade, and stroked lightly on the girl's delicate and small nose bridge.

Seeing the other party's round eyes and dull expression, Kapok smiled in a good mood, and then rubbed the top of her furry head with a doting tone.

"Ai Wei, let's go horseback riding together."

The other party's dark and deep eyes were clear and bright, like the radiance of broken stars.

Just like himself, dazzling and eye-catching, he always attracts others as soon as he appears.

The emotion in his eyes was too gentle, the little girl was rubbed on the head by him, and her curly eyelashes were slightly lifted, as if she was bewitched by the other party.

Oddly enough, Ai Wei nodded.

The boy suddenly laughed, and the girl's eyes froze for a moment, and then she couldn't help but pursed her lips tightly.

His eyes softened a little.

When he came to the racecourse, Mu Mian asked the guards to bring the horse. The white horse's hair is beautiful.

Mu Mian turned around and held the little hand of the girl in the princess dress, letting her come to the horse, then slightly opened her arms: "Come on, I'll carry you up."

Ai Wei watched the other party open her arms, her snow-white fingertips trembled slightly, and she grabbed the skirt in a daze, not knowing whether she should go over, she raised her eyes to stare at the tall horse's back, and asked as if changing the topic.

"Will he run away suddenly?"

Kapok shook his head: "No, this is a trained horse, very spiritual, don't worry."

All right……

Now that St. Rex had said so, Ai Wei stared down at the crook of his arm, and suddenly stepped on the small leather shoes and walked over. Suddenly, someone hugged him tightly around his waist, and then his body suddenly hung in the air.

The little girl opened her eyes and subconsciously clung to the other's shoulder. She lowered her head and met the other's curved eyes, beautiful and gentle.

When she realized it again, Ai Wei had already sat on the horseback, and the petite girl and the tall horse looked very inconsistent.

The boy also got on the horse, and he stretched out his hands, still placing them on the waist of the person in front of him.

Her waist is very slender, and her slender waist can almost be held with one hand.

Kapok couldn't help feeling a little dizzy.

Damn, why is it so exciting, a little boy is so delicate and soft, maybe in the future, if she does anything, the other party will cry.

That's not good.

Although Kapok thought so, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile.

The girl was hugged around the waist, she couldn't help trembling, her body stiffened slightly, she lowered her head and glanced at the other's fingers, and kept them on her waist.

It seems that some cubs have misunderstood, not to change the style, but to add a little plot, the style will not change, because I still like to write small love essays, so no matter what, this essay is still in the style of cookies (???????) This book will try to write a million words, and the practice of writing will not be hasty