The girl looked cold and sat on the soft sofa with her back against the sofa.

    The slender white long legs were crossed and folded into two legs.

    Lazy and noble, lazy and evil.

    Suddenly, the unpredictable girl suddenly smiled and made a sound, and Feng''s eyes moved away from Jiang Yanci.

    She raised her eyes and looked at the respectful housekeeper grandpa standing in front of her. The corners of her mouth gently hooked and said lazily, "then stay."

    The boy who had been quietly lowering his head beside him heard the girl''s light words, and his beautiful eyes lit up in an instant.

    Originally good-looking eyes, at this moment, seem to be full of stars, bright and charming.

    He couldn''t help bending the corners of his lips and raising his head. His eyebrows and eyes were more moving.

    When she looked at the girl with her side eyes, her eyes were full of water and very soft.

    His eyes were burning.

    The girl on the side of the body just left him a soft side face. She didn''t turn to look at him, but she bent her lips in a small arc.

    The housekeeper grandpa was also a little surprised. He thought he had to prepare a speech to explain that Shen Wanqing left Jiang Yanci. He didn''t expect it to be so smooth.

    Looking at the cold young man and looking at the tenderness in the girl''s eyes, the housekeeper grandpa smiled happily.

    The wife''s daughter-in-law is finally settled.

    Miss Shen is willing to keep the young master, which means that the young master is still somewhat different from Miss Shen.

    Young master... It''s not Acacia!

    The housekeeper smiled happily. His eyes disappeared, and the fine lines at the end of his eyes wrinkled.

    "In that case, young master, please Miss Shen."

    The housekeeper grandpa pushed the suitcase to Shen Wanqing, said a few words, and quickly slipped away.

    No, what if Miss Shen goes back temporarily?

    Looking at the housekeeper grandpa who was about to fly away, sister-in-law Li, who had just finished putting wangzi''s milk, muttered suspiciously while wearing a bib.

    "Why is the housekeeper running so fast? There is no ghost chasing him behind him. Why does it smell like greasing the soles of his feet and running away?"

    Shen Wanqing''s eyes also withdrew from the door. When he heard sister-in-law Li''s confused and muttering words, he hissed and didn''t speak.

    Then looking at the boy who was clever and didn''t speak, Shen Wanqing got up from the sofa slowly.

    He stretched his waist and revealed the white inch of his waist.

    Shen Wanqing picked up the suitcase and subconsciously weighed it. It was light and floating, just like a cotton. Shouldn''t there be nothing in it?

    "Let''s go."

    Leaving a word, Shen Wanqing took the box up the stairs.

    The young man behind him hurried to follow him. His legs were still very long. He caught up with Shen Wanqing only a few steps.

    Jiang Yanci stretched out his hand to take the suitcase in Shen Wanqing''s hand. "Qingqing, the suitcase is heavy. I''d better carry it."

    Shen Wanqing lifted the box and avoided the boy''s hand.

    Next to Jiang Yanci, his eyes drooped, his slender feather eyelashes were on his eyelids, and his white and soft face seemed a little gloomy.

    Shen Wanqing in front of him looked indifferent. Just ready to take a step, his eyes subconsciously glanced at the young man and frowned.

    What''s wrong?

    She glanced at the box she was carrying and at Jiang Yanci secretly.

    An empty box?

    Delicate!

    A box is also wronged!

    Shen Wanqing pursed his lips and changed the box to another hand with a cold face. The empty hand held the young man''s hand.

    Don''t you feel wronged holding hands?

    The girl''s palm is soft and fleshy. It''s very comfortable.

    The tenderness of the palm came, and the boy in front was a little stunned.

    Beautiful eyes blinked and looked at the girl.

    The girl turned her head and led her up the stairs.

    Her faint opening seemed to explain.

    "The box is too heavy for you to carry."

    Boys are really too delicate.

    Can''t knock, can''t touch, like a porcelain doll.

    You have to hold it carefully in the palm of your hand.