Ying Shao is a Girl

She was not satisfied until Ling Yiche was wrapped up in a circle of fat.

The long white down jacket covered his knees, and the turtleneck covered his slender neck. There was also a scarf wrapped around the sweater, covering his delicate and beautiful chin. The wide cuffs wrapped the young man's hands, leaving only a little bit of his hands exposed. fingertip.

"..."

Ling Yiche was like a beautiful puppet, letting her control him for a long time.

Finally, the whole person was stuffed into her thick down jacket.

"Chuchu..." The young man's gentle voice was a bit muffled.

"What's wrong?" Ying Junchu raised his eyes slightly, revealing dark pupils.

"It will be inconvenient to move if you wear it like this..."

It is very inconvenient to walk, and it is also very inconvenient to write.

Will be restricted by large and heavy clothes.

"Just keep it warm."

"But Chuchu..." Ling Yiche tried to discuss it with her.

"No buts." Ying Junchu interrupted him impatiently.

Don't even think about refuting me.

There is no room for negotiation.

"You can't catch a cold, that will be very troublesome." Don't you need medical expenses if you catch a cold?

Isn't it uncomfortable?

Ying Junchu added another sentence, his face still expressionless.

"Yeah, okay, I understand." The young man nodded obediently.

"Be good." That's what he said.

I don’t know if it’s because I’m wearing too much clothing and it’s too hot, or for some other reason.

A blush spread on the boy's fair cheeks.

Like red plum blossoms blooming in the white snow.

Delicate and elegant.

"Have you grown a little taller?"

She had this feeling just now when she carried Ling Yiche into the house.

"Maybe..." He didn't even pay attention to his height.

"Yeah." Ying Jun responded vaguely at first, unable to distinguish her emotions.

I raised them all well!

"Don't be stunned, hurry up and go to school." Ying Junchu urged him to leave.

It feels like chasing people away.

"Chuchu, aren't you going to school today either?"

"no."

"I won't go there in the future." Ying Junchu's eyebrows were full of indifference and his expression was serious.

Dorothy has been found and the shares of Guiniao have been obtained. Naturally, there is no need to waste time in school.

"why?"

"No need, I already have a doctorate."

Ying Junchu said calmly, his expression as usual.

"..." Well, Chuchu is the most powerful person he has ever seen.

"Oh well."

Ling Yiche stopped worrying. Ying Junchu was already very busy. If he went to school again, he would not have time to rest well.

This is not good.

Ying Junchu glanced at him indifferently. The young man's eyelids were drooped, and his long eyelashes cast a small shadow on his fair cheeks. His dark hair was slightly blown by the wind, and his bright red lips pursed slightly.

Finally she took a step back.

"Go when you have time. When you finish the college entrance examination..." I won't go.

"Okay." His eyes were once again filled with a starry smile.

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Bai Su was arranged by Ying Junchu again.

In the morning, he took Qingyu to a specific school to learn sign language. In the afternoon, he was Ling Yiche's agent and was responsible for handling matters related to him. In the evening, he returned to his own duties, handling legal cases and studying the law in depth.

He's so difficult, he's just a lawyer.

He was under pressure that a lawyer should not have.

"Mr. Ying, where did this beautiful little girl come from?"

Bai Su's eyes were immediately attracted by the doll-like appearance.

This little girl really has her own aura, and she can be recognized at a glance among millions of people.

"Picked it up."

Ying Jun answered him without changing his expression for the first time.

Bai Su:? ? ?

Where did you pick it up? Shall I pick one up too?

His face suddenly changed slightly, and a dangerous and absurd idea came to his mind.

Could this little girl be...

Master Ling gave birth to her, right?

No no no.

It's impossible, Master Ling is a boy, and he's still underage.

He shouldn't have such thoughts.

Self-repentance.