President, please spoil me!

Chapter 234 "Maybe because you... look more pleasing to the eye?"

The man's face was slightly startled, his eyes narrowed and he asked in a low voice, "You know everything?"

"what?"

Huo Sicheng looked at her face, "I know that I have watched you for a long time, and I also know that uncle is not a bad person."

She nodded.

Huo Sicheng's eyes returned to the drawing, and he smiled lowly for a while.

He really didn't know that she had noticed it from the beginning.

She didn't show any clues and "aware" of his existence.

But it's not surprising, a normal little girl went to a remote place alone, and was stared at by a man for a long time in a deserted and ruined airport, most likely she would be curious or afraid, but she really didn't.

What's more, after getting to know her, I knew that she was indeed indifferent to the irrelevant people and things around her to a certain extent.

When he got out of the car to ask her where she was going, she looked up at him, and then at the uncle who drove a black car for a while, without saying a word, she pushed the suitcase and walked towards his parked car .

He thought... She believed that the uncle was a bad person. After all, compared with a man in his early 20s, young and "righteous" and born with a good skin, the uncle who was running around for a living could easily be portrayed as wretched, let alone at that time In that poor village, the locals can't even speak Mandarin.

Xing Shen said that she... didn't know anything she wasn't interested in, but she knew everything she wanted to know or needed to know.

So sometimes it seems ignorant and innocent, and sometimes it is mysterious...

but……

Huo Sicheng asked curiously, "Since you know he's not a bad guy, why did you choose to get in my car?"

Now that I think about it, compared with the driver who solicits customers to support his family... he, who has bad intentions towards underage girls, seems to need to be more careful.

why?

"Maybe it's because you... look more pleasing to the eye?"

Most likely, she was not at all afraid of what would happen to her anyway.

The corner of the woman's lips maintained a smile, and she tried to push her hand away from the sketchbook, "What is behind, is it you too? If you continue to tell me, maybe I can think of something else."

"No need," Huo Sicheng closed the cover, and looked at the time on his wrist, "It's almost ten o'clock, I haven't showered yet, I'll show you tomorrow and tell you, it's time to go back to bed now."

She was in high spirits, so she was inevitably a little disappointed, but she didn't feel too unhappy. She put her hands around the man's neck, "Well, I'm a little sleepy too. I left my shoes in the bedroom. You can carry me back."

Huo Sicheng put the album into a drawer, and said, "You are not allowed to peek at it when I am not around."

"...I drew this, isn't it my thing?"

He didn't change his face, "You have already given it to me, and the ownership belongs to me."

"Really?" She looked puzzled.

"Yes."

She couldn't refute what he said, so she could only believe it for the time being, and asked, "In this sketch, there are paintings inside, why can't you show it to me?"

"I didn't say I couldn't show it to you," Huo Sicheng hugged her and got up, "I'll watch it with you when I have time."

"It's okay. I can vaguely remember what you said to me when I read it."

"it is good."

Huo Sicheng carried her back to the bedroom, put her directly on the bed, and covered her slightly with the quilt, "Go to bed first if you're sleepy, and I'll accompany you after I take a shower."

"I'll be waiting with you."

He bent down and kissed her hair, "Yeah."

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Let’s add this one thousand today. I wrote too much in the past two days... I have a headache and my eyes are tired, and the thirty thousand has shrunk to twenty-seven thousand...