100 ways to be a scumbag boss

"Shen Jinhuan."

"Hey, what's wrong?"

She is pretending to be addicted. What should I do? I really like to see Ming Jia Ye having a headache and being helpless~

"I won't touch you tonight. Get out of the car and go upstairs to blow on the air conditioner."

He rubbed the little girl's head vigorously, and when he saw that her fine hair was messed up by him, he let go and raised his lips slightly.

Jin Huan glared at him with dissatisfaction!

However, he had already gotten out of the car and walked around to her side to hug his little princess. How could there be any unhappiness that a sweet princess hug couldn't solve?

Her calves swayed happily, and she hugged Ming Jiaye's neck tightly: "Uncle Ming, you are also a bad man!"

"I'm not."

"You are." She didn't say why, she just buried herself in the crook of his neck, laughing softly like a little fox that had stolen something.

"Well, in front of you, I am."

Mingjiaye's home is very big...

At least compared to Song Guizhou's, it's huge.

Several households on this floor have been opened, and they are all his homes.

The decoration in the house is in a minimalist style, it looks elegant and clean, but the decorations on the walls are very original.

For example, the painting hanging on the entrance hall, if she read it correctly, should be an original work by a painter hundreds of years ago.

When she came here just now, the host was not here and she couldn't look around. Now she seemed to be unscrupulous.

Mingjiaye's family does not hire live-in nannies, all of them are part-time workers.

So now, there were only two of them on the huge floor.

Tsk tsk tsk, covering an area of ​​more than 2000 square meters, Mingjiaye is actually quite high-profile in other aspects except for the car when going out...

However, the Ming family has always paid taxes on time and on time, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

This is one of the reasons why Ming Jiaye walks steadily and feels at ease.

"Uncle Ming, where should I sleep tonight?"

She picked a few rooms and poked her head in to take a look.

Ming Jiaye picked her up by the collar of her back and pulled her into his arms. His voice was slightly hoarse, gentle yet unspeakably strong: "Sleep in my room."

"Then you sleep in the study room?" She asked knowingly.

"I'll sleep wherever you sleep."

He had changed the hug to a hug, and his feet immediately left the ground.

"Uncle Ming, are you going to play gangster on me later?"

"I touch you and I am a dog."

Mingjiaye was very confident in his self-control.

She suddenly became quiet.

Once he put her under the quilt, the little girl didn't even resist, she just looked at him so tenderly.

Mingjiaye knew a little about this girl, but she was so good all of a sudden... I don't know what she was holding back!

Ming Jiaye raised his head, and the little girl's white and tender little hands followed his movements and gently grabbed the corner of his clothes, with a pitiful expression on his face: "Uncle Ming, won't you come up?"

Her beauty was indeed a killer, and just looking at him like this made him feel a little soft-hearted. However, Ming Jiaye remembered what he should do now.

"I'll get you a bottle of milk so you can drink it so you can sleep."

"Okay~"

She reluctantly let go.

When he came back, there was suddenly a pile of familiar clothes on the ground, and the little girl who was originally sitting on the quilt was now holding on to the quilt and hiding under the quilt, with only her little head exposed.

His temples were beating wildly again, and several bad premonitions arose in his heart.

A jade-like little arm stretched out, pressed it gently along his metal belt buckle, and then slowly, slowly moved down.

"Uncle Ming, are you sure you don't want to be a dog tonight?"