Play fast and fast, eat up the love brain in one bite

Shen Xing'er slid down from the edge of the sofa nimbly, her small leather shoes making crisp tapping sounds on the marble floor, and she stood on tiptoe to push open the heavy glass door.

She stood in front of Chun Nian Ren holding a ballet doll, with her cute little face tilted up.

"It's really Chief Haru!"

"You are, Xing'er?"

The gentle ending melody swirled in the twilight, and Chun Nianren knelt down to look the little girl in the eye.

Shen Cenzhou has a little niece, probably the little girl in front of you.

"Ok!"

The little girl twisted the doll's golden skirt with her delicate fingers.

"It turns out that my uncle was not lying. Chief Chun really knows me!"

As she spoke, she took small steps and moved behind Chun Nian, as if she wanted to hide her shyness from this angle.

Chun Nianren stood up with a smile, looked at the little girl and extended his hand to her.

"Want to come in with me?"

Shen Xing'er nodded her head, stared at her long, white and slender hands, stretched out her hands to grab them, and followed her inside.

The glass door plays with light and shadow.

It happened to be sunset, and the frame of the floor-to-ceiling windows cut out diamond-shaped projections in the twilight, framing the scene into a gilded aristocratic oil painting.

Shen Luzhou leaned against the sofa with his long legs stretched out, the folds of his suit filled with laziness and elegance, and he looked golden and sharp.

This man has always been a man who doesn't like to laugh. He is like this even in private in front of Chun Nian, let alone in public.

The shattered light and shadows from the glass door gathered and dispersed in his eyes.

His gaze had been fixed on Chun Nianren for a long time. This was the first time Shen Cenzhou saw her wearing a cheongsam.

The molten gold of dusk meandered along the curve of her neck, coating the white magnolia pattern on her collar with a layer of gold foil, which was more dazzling than the sunset that filled the room.

Her beauty is objective and unquestionable.

Tang Yue's hands hanging at her sides unconsciously curled up, but the corners of her lips formed a decent arc, and she took half a step forward.

"Miss Chun wants to eat something. I'll get it for you."

Chun Nianren was being pulled by the little girl towards Shen Luzhou, and he politely declined when he heard this.

"Miss Tang, you're too polite. I just stopped by to pick up Cenzhou and will leave after sitting for a while."

No one here treats Tang Yue as a servant. After all, she was raised by Madam Shen and now helps Madam Shen manage her assets. Everyone will give her some face and call her Miss Tang.

It is easy to see the King of Hell, but it is difficult to deal with the little ghosts. It is easiest to put them aside.

Tang Yue felt like she was punching cotton, let alone using any other means.

The little girl was listening to the adults talking, and she understood what was said in her little head. Suddenly, she stopped where she was, looked up and asked.

"Chief Chun, are you Xing'er's aunt?"

The delicate and pretty little girl of three or four years old is smart and cute, with her mouth opened in surprise.

Chun Nianren tried to explain to the little girl, but when he opened his lips, he was speechless, and the tips of his ears turned a little pink in the afterglow of the setting sun.

"Your young aunt is shy, so it's better for you to call her Chief Chun."

Shen Luzhou spoke up at the right time to come to the rescue. He clenched his bony hands into a fist and placed it against his lips, but a hint of smile escaped his lips at the end of his tone.

Shen Xing'er cheered and pulled Chunnian over to him and asked him to sit next to him.

As soon as she sat down, Shen Kezhou put his hand on her waist. The warmth of his palm ironed her skin through the thin fabric, as if there was a hidden fire in it.

Chun Nianren shuddered inexplicably, a thin electric current ran through his spine, and he straightened his back and adjusted his position to sit properly.

The little girl was hugging her ballet doll tightly, and like a small animal trying to move, she stubbornly squeezed herself in between the two adults.

The little girl likes Chun Nianren and looks up at her and acts coquettishly.

"Chief Chun, can Xing'er invite you to the amusement park later?"

It’s obvious that the little girl wants to play by herself.

"sure--"

"No."

Shen Luzhou rejected it in a deep voice.

Chun Nianren coughed lightly, and with his fingertips he gently pulled the ribbon under the doll's dance skirt in the little girl's arms and tied the loose bow again.

"Your uncle has said that you can't do that."

Shen Xinger turned around like a little firecracker, and grabbed Shen Luzhou's hand pitifully and shook it.

"Why, little uncle?"

Seeing this, Tang Yue walked forward and tried to pick Shen Xinger up.

"My dear little lady—"

Before she could finish, Shen Xing'er avoided her hand, turned around suddenly, and cleverly got into Chun Nianren's arms, her little voice sweet as honey.

"Auntie~"

Chun Nianren pretended to be hesitant for a long time, and finally sighed and expressed his regret.

"Your uncle has already made the decision. I am powerless and cannot do anything about it."

The veins on Shen Luzhou's forehead twitched slightly, and he saw the little girl tilting her head and asking in a daze.

"My words are not taken seriously?"

In the reflection of the glass window, the man put down his crossed long legs, stood up, and extended his hand to Chun Nianren.

"time to go."

The corners of Chun Nianren's beautiful eyes were slightly curved, with a hint of narrowness that she had learned from somewhere, and she met Shen Luzhou's gaze head-on.

"No more sitting?"

The little girl in her arms was very observant and knew that she could go to the amusement park. She turned her head towards Tang Yue, her childish voice filled with joy of victory.

"Tang Yue, you don't have to follow me, go back first."

"Young lady, Madam has told me that I must take good care of you."

Tang Yue coaxed her softly, but brought up Madam Shen in her words.

The little girl was not happy.

"I'm with my uncle and aunt, so grandma doesn't have to worry."

Tang Yue was about to speak again, but suddenly met Chun Nianren's smiling eyes, which seemed to see through all her intentions, and her words were choked in her throat in an instant.

Shen Xing'er slid down from the sofa, her little leather shoes making light tapping sounds on the floor, and she had already run to the door.

The glass door opens and closes, it’s a blues moment as the sunset fades, and there’s a champagne tower at a lawn party.

Shen Luzhou held Chun Nianren's hand, and Shen Xing'er jumped and skipped beside them, looking like a family of three.

The champagne tower reflected the brilliant and luxurious light, blending the backs of the three people into a blur. They walked farther and farther away, got into the car and left.

Tang Yue finally found an opportunity to accompany Shen Xing'er here, but now she can only watch them leave.

As summer deepens, the days darken faster than usual.

"To the amusement park."

When Shen Lingzhou ordered the driver to change the route, his half-closed eyes were reflected in the rearview mirror. The amusement park could hardly arouse his emotions.

Shen Xing'er was like a little mouse that had stolen some oil. She curled up in Chun Nianren's arms, covering her mouth and laughing non-stop. Her soft hair rubbed people's neck, making them feel itchy.

Chun Nianren stroked her head with his palm. The little girl suddenly raised her face, put her little hands to her mouth, and whispered.

"Chief Chun, can you tell Xing'er your phone number?"

The little girl, Chun Chief, is short and sweet-mouthed and good at coaxing people.

Shen Luzhou looked up from the tablet and saw Chun Nianren with her head down, her bony arms wrapped around the little girl, her fingertips tapping on the pink children's watch.

The blue light of the number keys flickered on and off at her fingertips until the last digit was entered.