Desire possesses, unable to escape from the palm of my roommate's uncle

Jiang Qingyan pinched Fu Miaoxi's cheeks again and again, feeling very angry: "You can't bear to torment Jiang Qiwu, but you are willing to torment me? Huh? Fu Miaomiao, what's the logic?"

"That's because... I'm not drunk, I'm a little cooked..."

Fu Miaoxi's words were incoherent, and she could only blink her innocent eyes at Jiang Qingyan, with a pitiful touch of light pink at the corners of her eyes.

Jiang Qingyan felt inexplicably depressed when he thought of Shi Shiyue whom he met today.

"Miao Miao, do you know anyone with the surname Shi? Ri Cun Shi."

Fu Miaoxi rubbed her face, looking very confused: "I don't know him, right? I don't think I have any classmates with the same last name..."

"Ah!" Fu Miaoxi suddenly thought of something and was startled, causing Jiang Qingyan's heart to fluctuate.

"My grandmother had an older sister, who seemed to be a child in her family with the surname Shi."

She didn't know why Jiang Qingyan asked this, but she could vaguely guess something in her heart: "Did my uncle meet someone?"

Jiang Qingyan calculated Fu Miaoxi's relatives in her mind. So, Shi Shiyue might be her cousin who lived thousands of miles away without her knowing?

Fu Miaoxi realized that Jiang Qingyan didn't want to answer her questions, and her mood became visibly worse.

She was flustered for a moment and subconsciously put the pen on the drawing board. With the charcoal dust still on her fingertips, she grabbed Jiang Qingyan's sleeve and called him "Uncle" in a low voice.

There was confusion and grievance in his eyes.

He's really getting better and better at acting like a spoiled child. Jiang Qingyan looked at Fu Miaoxi, and at the few dark little finger prints on the sleeves of his grey suit, and his mood strangely calmed down.

His momentary displeasure just now came from the discovery that "there might be someone who has a deeper connection with Fu Miaoxi than him."

This is the calling in the blood, a kinship that he can never compare to.

But Jiang Qingyan was relieved quickly. After all, Fu Miaoxi was still by his side, and she couldn't think of leaving him at all.

He asked someone to bring a hot towel and wiped Fu Miaoxi's fingers carefully: "I met someone today who is somewhat similar to you."

Fu Miaoxi uttered, "Are they similar?"

Jiang Qingyan looked at the curious little girl without any emotion in his eyes, and wanted to hold the curious and slightly ignorant little girl in his arms and kiss her.

"The eyes are very similar, but the rest of the body is normal. I'll have someone check to see if he's your cousin."

"Ah?" Fu Miaoxi inherently disliked interacting with relatives. "Well... there's no need to go out of your way to check, right?"

In an instant, many scenes she had seen before flashed through her mind: "We haven't been in touch for many years, and I don't know what their family is like now. If they are some weird relatives..."

"Why are you worrying about this?" Jiang Qingyan pinched Fu Miaoxi's face: "With me here, even if they find out who you are, no one can cause any trouble."

"Ah..." Fu Miaoxi's mouth twitched: "Then this relative must be recognized?"

"Isn't it good? What if they still care about the blood relationship? Wouldn't you be considered to have a family in the future?"

When Jiang Qingyan mentioned the word family, he did not miss the surprise that flashed across Fu Miaoxi's eyes, nor did he miss the desire and expectation to be loved hidden in her eyes.

His little girl felt so little love in this world.

Even if he wanted to keep her privately, he still wanted her to feel more love and kindness in this world.