100 ways to trick a boy into going to sleep

Chapter 1165 Twelve Hours

"Okay~"

Before Song Guizhou could even rack his brains for a second reason, the little girl had already agreed.

"Here you go~" she said, handing him the little rabbit she was carrying, looking incredibly relaxed.

Song Guizhou's home was not what Jin Huan had imagined.

I thought the decor would be dominated by cool colors, just like him—quiet and reserved. But the style is very similar to the one upstairs, only less ornate and more imposing with Italian minimalism.

Uncle Ming said that this building is for the high-ranking officers of the base to live in. Although the decoration is fixed, everyone can choose which floor to live on, from high to low. Song Guizhou's status in the Haishi base is second only to Ming Jiaye, so he has absolute autonomy in choosing.

The layout of the apartment was the same both upstairs and downstairs. The young girl was not reserved at all. After changing into the slippers that Song Guizhou gave her, she shuffled to the French windows to look at the scenery.

The conclusion is that, although there is only a one-story difference, the view is indeed better from the higher you stand.

"Uncle Song Guizhou~"

Hearing her sweetly call his name, the man paused for a moment in an odd manner.

This form of address just doesn't sound right anymore...

But he was stubborn and wouldn't say anything even when he was feeling uncomfortable: "What's wrong?"

Do you live alone?

Uncle Ming has three aunts at home. Seeing that his room was a bit empty, they casually asked him about it.

"Auntie took the day off today." "Oh, I see."

She pulled up a chair, washed her hands, and then leisurely took out a handful of sunflower seeds from her pocket and happily started cracking them open.

Seeing that Song Guizhou was looking at her, she politely offered him some: "Do you want some too?"

"you eat."

"Good~"

I'm happy again...

......

"Hey, what are you two doing outside today?"

Aunt Chen looked at her two colleagues who were using the elderly care equipment with a puzzled expression. It was almost lunchtime, and she hurriedly changed her supplies and rushed home, fearing that Miss Jinhuan would come back hungry soon.

Why are those two old ladies downstairs still out and about?

"Song Jingzhang said he would give us the afternoon off and we could go back in the evening."

They had nowhere to go, but luckily it wasn't as sunny in the evening as it was during the day, so they could take a walk downstairs to kill some time.

"That's it."

Aunt Chen didn't have time to say much before she hurriedly went into the building.

But once we reached the top floor, we could faintly smell a fragrance.

It's spicy and numbing, like someone made spicy rabbit heads.

Unfortunately, the scent was faint; when I tried to smell it more closely, I couldn't detect anything at all.

......

Ming returned home very early today.

However, the usually gentle gentleman was clearly in a bad mood today.

Strangers should stay away.

The women instinctively fell silent, not daring to speak. The door was already closed, and they still hadn't seen the pretty little girl. Their minds raced with speculation. Although they said nothing, they could roughly guess that it was related to this little darling…

When Jin Huan got home, the house was so quiet!

Several aunties huddled in the kitchen like quails, and no longer greeted her as warmly as before.

The little girl raised her eyebrows slightly, slowly changed into her slippers, and walked into the house.

The man sat at his desk reading documents.

Hearing footsteps behind him, he didn't look up.

He didn't write a single word in half a day.

A low laugh came from beside his ear. He was pulled back by Jin Huan, and then a cute little girl with a spicy scent snuggled into his arms.

Jin Huan planted a quick kiss on the man's cold cheek. "Uncle Ming, guess what I ate today?"

Spicy rabbit head.