The Regent's Tender Darling

"Yan Sihan! Yan Sihan!"

A sound like a silver bell came from the second floor, and the man who was drinking coffee and reading a newspaper on the sofa looked towards the stairs.

I saw a girl wearing a short white tulle skirt with her hair loose and running down the mahogany stairs with bare feet.

The man on the sofa was wearing a suit as black as night, with a pair of deep and cold eyes under his neat short hair.

"You don't wear shoes?"

The man's tone was not very good, and Lin Jiaojiao didn't react at all. She just ran to the man's side excitedly, and then held the hem of her skirt and spun around in circles.

"Yan Sihan, does it look good? Do you like it?"

This skirt is very special. It has a tube top style. The skirt is above the knees and a large area of ​​​​the back is exposed. The person wearing this skirt is even more beautiful.

Yan Sihan glanced at her. He had just asked the girl to change clothes and go out, so she changed into this outfit?

His little girl was naturally pretty, but she could only show her look like this to him, so he said against his will: "It doesn't look good, go and change into Hanfu."

"Ah?" Lin Jiaojiao's little face suddenly fell. In this summer, Hanfu is really hot, not to mention that she finally traveled to this modern place, and she has to wear the skirts of people here!

Although she couldn't accept it at first, she saw a lot of things about a thing called a mobile phone and gradually adapted to it.

Yan Sihan, on the other hand, adapted much faster than she did. Now that he has inherited the Yan family's property, he is busy with work and meetings every day, just like in the previous court.

"No, Yan Sihan~ I like this skirt."

"Be good, be obedient." The man stood up, picked up the coquettish little girl, and carried her upstairs without caring about her little feet dangling.

Ten minutes later, Lin Jiaojiao was forced to change into a chest-length undershirt. She looked at the man in front of her and puffed up her face angrily and said, "You should change too!"

"good."

In the past six months, she was used to seeing Yan Sihan wearing modern clothes, but she was a little uncomfortable with the sudden change back to the past.

However, Yan Sihan looks good no matter what.

Today is the Chinese Valentine's Day, and the modern Chinese Valentine's Day is different from theirs. Although she doesn't know much about it, she likes to go shopping with Yan Sihan.

There are many kinds of food in the mall, and her favorite durian is also available in the supermarket. Although Yan Sihan is quite dissatisfied with durian, he doesn't mind her eating it.

"Yan Sihan, come on!" She quickly ran to the supermarket door and waved to the man.

Pedestrians coming and going in the shopping mall would unconsciously focus on the two of them, and many men were staring at Lin Jiaojiao.

Such a look makes someone feel uncomfortable.

His big hands held the person in his arms, and his cold eyes scared away many people around him.

"Yan Sihan... don't be angry, let's go in quickly." Lin Jiaojiao quickly moved her body closer to the man.

Yan Sihan withdrew his eyes that were killing the nine tribes, and his eyes softened when he looked at the person in his arms.

At night, the balcony was illuminated by the moonlight. Lin Jiaojiao was eating ice cream and quietly leaning against the man.

"Yan Sihan, I'm starting to like this place."

Then, she turned to look at him, and he was looking at her seriously.

"Yan Sihan, do you like it here?"

"Yes, I like it." The man's eyes fell on the corner of her mouth, and the big hand on her waist clasped the back of her head.

She was in a daze, and when she was about to ask something, she was brought over by his strength, and then she felt warmth on her lips that had been numbed by the ice cream.

The sweetness of the little girl in his arms soothed his heart, and he couldn't help but want to ask for more.

"Yan... Yan Sihan, the ice cream is about to melt!"

"I know."

The man's hand took away the ice cream from her hand, and then he ate the last bite of the ice cream. He reached out and tapped the tip of her nose and asked, "Are you full?"

"Yeah." She nodded.

The man curled his lips: "Then...it's my turn."

Chirp~