Reborn Xueba: I am a giant

She called Mu Yu and changed the meeting time to eight o'clock tomorrow morning.

At twelve noon, Liang Cheng carried Sheng An into the back seat of the car, then got into the car himself, and put Sheng An's feet on his lap.

Sheng An lowered his head and said nothing.

The driver, Lao Wang, looked at Liang Cheng's cautious look from the rearview mirror, as if it was a treasure.

Old Wang has met this girl Sheng An more than once, and she has a very close relationship with Liang Cheng. Apart from the Liang family, only Sheng An has been in this car.

Maybe she still doesn't know how prominent the Liang family is. Many powerful and powerful people are constantly currying favor with the Liang family, but this girl has no intention of currying favor with Liang Cheng.

However, the only son of the Liang family, Liang Cheng, who was held in the palm of his hand by many people, was fawning on her.

He started the car without saying a word as usual, and the car drove smoothly on the road.

Sheng Yan was waiting for Sheng An about 100 meters away from Sheng's house. He was wearing a pair of suspenders, a children's shirt, and a small red bow tie.

It is quite different from his usual restrained attire, and it looks a little more aura.

At the intersection, he secretly watched the pedestrians passing by, trying to find Sheng An's figure from inside.Even with such a small movement, his hands were still tightly clenched.

Until a car stopped in front of him, he still hid back in fear, his small eyes were full of panic, and his head was lowered.

The car window was rolled down, revealing a face that surprised everyone, her voice was soothing and cold: "Sheng Yan."

Sheng Yan raised her head in surprise, looked at Sheng An, pursed her lips and smiled: "Sister."

Sheng An smiled with crooked eyebrows, such a cute and cute Sheng Yan is really rare: "Get in the car, don't stand still.

Sheng Yan nodded, the back seat was already full, but instead of going to the co-pilot, Sheng Yan opened the door of the back seat.

Wherever Sheng'an is, he will be there, no matter how crowded he is.

Opening the car door and seeing Sheng An's hands and feet wrapped in gauze, he was taken aback for a moment, and then asked Sheng An with red eyes: "Sister, who made this?"

Sheng An patted his head: "My sister did it herself, not someone else."

Sheng An gave way and let Sheng Yan sit next to her.

Sheng Yan got into the car very carefully, and then kept staring at Sheng An's wound wrapped in gauze. He reached out to touch Sheng An's wound, but retracted when he was about to touch Sheng An.

It seemed that Sheng An would feel pain even if he got close, and then his hand stretched out to Sheng An's hand little by little.

Sheng An smiled dotingly at him: "I don't feel any pain anymore."

"Really?" Sheng Yan raised her head, her voice was soft and soft, and her eyes were wide open. At this moment, Sheng An found that Sheng Yan's pupils were black if you didn't look closely. Blue, but this blue is too light and too light, and it is extremely easy to be ignored.

Sheng An nodded.

Sheng Yan stretched out and retracted several times before gently placing his little hand on Sheng'an's gauze. He raised his head and asked cautiously, "Does it hurt?"

Sheng An shook his head: "Sheng Yan's movements are so light, how could it hurt?"

Sheng Yan pursed her lips and smiled: "Let me blow it to my sister again, it won't hurt anymore."

Sheng An looked at Sheng Yan with a smile in his eyes, his two small hands cupped Sheng An's hand, and Sheng An also raised his hand in cooperation.

Sheng Yan's face puffed up, and she carefully blew air on Sheng An's injured hand, even if she blew air very slowly and lightly.

Liang Cheng watched Sheng Yan's movements, and couldn't help being amused. How could this child's blowing movements be so painful?