Chapter 458: Sang Sang's Gift

Chapter 458 Sangsang’s Gift
Seeing that he didn't mean to keep herself, the little girl had to curl her lips in grievances, put the cloth bag on her little head, and walked away with her short legs.
The room fell silent again.
...
Ye Sang climbed onto the bed and hugged her doll, buried her small face in the bed, and gently rubbed her warm and comfortable temperature, causing her to fall into a long sleep.
A good night dream.
In the next morning, Fu Yan got up early to help the little girl tidy up her things, and then tied her a beautiful braid. The little hat was slanted on the little girl's head, and she was dressed in a beautiful cake skirt. It's like coming out of a comic.
Fu Yan was finally satisfied. She said, "I said hello to Mr. Shen and Mr. Huo. They will come to pick you up at noon. Sangsang must remember to miss my sister when I return."
"Okay~ miss my sister." Ye Sang repeated her words softly in a little milky voice, then rubbed the other party, and handed the red peace knot in her palm to Fu Yan. She softly voiced her childish voice and said seriously: "Gift~"
The girl was taken aback for a moment, then reached out and took it, rubbing her head in a complicated mood.
Fu Yan remembered it clearly.
The little girl made two of them all day long.
I didn't expect one of them to be my own.
"Thank you Sangsang." The girl's voice softened. She kissed her and thought that the other party would leave today, and she also began to feel unwilling to give up.
Taking advantage of the fact that her card hadn't been frozen, Fu Yan took the child out for a meal.
At noon, they had been guarding the door early, especially the little girl, who had not seen anyone for weeks in a row. Fu Han couldn't help but sneer at the little look of eagerness.
He gently dropped his fingertips on the mouse, sitting in the living room with a cold expression.
Obviously, the other party is also waiting for Shen Chuchen and them.
Ye Sang was holding the doll in his arms. The clothes and everything were in the suitcase. She was swaying on it. Everyone could see her happiness.
In addition, Fu Han also noticed the small red rope she was holding in her hand, her fingertips entwined, and a buckle, the delicate and small peace knot with a little antique flavor, very beautiful.
This technique is unexpectedly familiar.
For a few seconds that Fu Han lost his mind, he suddenly remembered that Ye Si liked to make peace knots a long time ago.
Those long-time family ladies like to tie peace knots, and Ye Si is no exception.
Ye Sang is her daughter, so it's not unusual to make this up.
"Sister, why dad hasn't come yet." The little girl lowered her head and asked this question several times. Fu Yan looked down at the phone indifferently. Hearing this, she raised her hand and rubbed her head, and said softly, "Don't worry. Don't worry, come soon."
It's boring to be around. The little girl lowered her head and continued to make up the unfinished peace knot in her hand. Every time there was someone in their place, no one would give her a copy during the Chinese New Year, which meant peace.
Each grandfather’s method of giving is different.
Mo Yue waited for about half an hour before the car arrived. Fu Yan stood up and met Liu Tezhu, and immediately saw Shen Chuchen's figure from behind him.
They have not seen Moyo for several months.
Fu Yan's impression of this man still remained on the term cynicism.
A foolish man never speaks in a proper way.
But it is undeniable that in major matters, this man is indeed reliable.
Liu Tezhu walked in front and smiled at her politely, and then before he recovered, he saw that the little guy who was lying on the suitcase had his eyes light up, and he rushed forward, "Baba."
Holding the newly tied peace knot in his hand, the soft and chubby body was warm, and Shen Chuchen almost subconsciously reached out and took the person in his arms.
The man had a faint fragrance in his arms, because he hadn't seen it for several weeks, and he didn't want to let it go when he hugged his daughter.
"Baba hugs." Ye Sang raised his head high, excitedly.
"Okay, hug."
Complete pampering.
Fu Yan squinted his eyes and looked at Shen Chuchen. The other party's face was a little pale, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness, with a pair of peachy eyes smiling, showing a laziness and inaction.
However, Fu Yan never looked down on each other.
After all, he could push his little uncle to this point in just a few weeks.
have to say.
None of this group is good.
Of course, there may be several other credits.
With so many families helping out, her little uncle's loss is not wrong.
Fu Yan thought about it, couldn't help sighing, and then seeing the little girl's happy look, she temporarily suppressed those messy thoughts, and laughed and joked: "Why are you here?"
"Sangsang is almost turning into a stone of hope."
She felt distressed when she looked at the little look that didn't blink.
Ye Sang would also climb up the pole. She stood on tiptoes and followed with a milky voice, "Daddy hold it."
"Hold Sangsang."
The little guy's jet-black cat eyes are shining without blinking, so cute.
Shen Chuchen's fingertips were very cold. He lowered his eyes, his slender eyelashes cast a faint silhouette, gently stroked the back of the little girl's neck, squatted down and hugged his daughter in his arms. Before he could speak, the little girl slouched. I nudged him, and forced a red peace knot into my palm.
Shen Chuchen was taken aback.
I saw the little girl blinking her clear eyes, biting her voice: "Peace knot, be on peace."
"..."
It's safe and sound.
She wants everyone to do well.
Without a word, Shen Chuchen squatted down and wrapped the person in his arms.
The man hugged his daughter, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and kissed her softly, "Okay."
Safe.
After spending a long time with Shen Chuchen, Fu Han, who had always had no sense of existence, let out a cold snort of dissatisfaction, and only listened to the other side saying indifferently: "Go and play."
You are naturally referring to Fu Yan and Ye Sang.
Fu Yan curled her lips. Out of natural fear of this little uncle, she turned around and went upstairs.
But Ye Sang didn't follow her at this moment, she hugged her father's neck tightly, "Baba, hug."
The one who is coquettish is called a Xingyun Liushui.
Before Huo Yao arrived, Shen Chuchen originally wanted to dismiss the little girl, but after meeting her soft gaze, the man's peachy eyes blinked slightly, and he stretched out his hand to embrace the child, and licked his lips leisurely, saying: " She doesn't get in the way here."
The implication is that you say yours.
Fu Han forbeared and closed the notebook, not too lazy to watch the criticism of him.
His voice was cold and straightforward: "What did you do to make them sell shares?"
"Holding?"
Shen Chuchen was noncommittal.
Where can they be cleaned by the means of doing their job? Several internal high-level relatives abroad are all in China. Since they are in China, that is undoubtedly their chassis.
(End of this chapter)