64 The emperorâs teacher (3)_
The little girl rolled her eyes and smiled sweetly at Chen Qingyu. The two small dimples on her white and tender cheeks were very cute.
A soft and childish voice sounded.
âIâm Yan Huan.â
The young man nodded slightly to show that he understood. His eyes were indifferent, and his black pupils swept over her again.
Seeing that Chen Qingyu wasnât angry, the little girl pushed herself into the carriage and fell flat on her face.
â..â
Fortunately, the carriage was covered with a thick and soft blanket, otherwise Chu yanhuanâs little face would have been disfigured.
Her head was dizzy, and she felt ashamed. She lay there and pretended to be dead for two seconds.
Then, a pair of clean and cool hands picked her up.
Chu yanhuan turned her head in surprise and met with Shen Qingyuâs dark, Jade-like eyes. A faint smile flashed in her eyes.
âAre you alright?â
The young manâs unfamiliar voice sounded. It was pleasant to the ear, clean and clear, and could calm oneâs heart.
The little girl shook her head and pursed her red lips. Her originally white face was stained with some dust, making her look like a dirty little cat.
Shen Qingyu frowned slightly.
After a pause, he took out a clean handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it to Chu yanhuan, ââWipe your face.â
The teenagerâs snow-white fingertips were holding a handkerchief. He leaned over slightly, and a few strands of black hair fell on the side of his white face.
He lowered his eyebrows, and the moonlight quietly fell on his long and curled eyelashes. The young manâs eyebrows and eyes showed a bit of gentleness.
Chu yanhuan stared at the fair hand.
Then, he looked at Shen Qingyuâs indifferent and gentle expression.
â..âShe silently took the handkerchief, and then with a tense face, she thanked him.
The little girl started to wipe her face.
The more he wiped, the more it dazzled.
Shen Qingyu looked at her for two seconds. He pursed his petal-like thin lips and put down the book in his hand.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Then he reached out and took the handkerchief from Chu yanhuanâs hand. He lowered his eyes and said softly, ââIâll help you wipe it.â
Without waiting for the little girlâs answer, the young man took a handkerchief, gently held her chin with one hand, and carefully wiped her face.
Chu yanhuan was sitting on the soft couch.
Because the carriage was relatively small, the young manâs figure was already quite slender. He half-knelt there, and the corner of his white clothes brushed the little girlâs fingertips.
It was a little itchy.
Chu yanhuan looked at him blankly. Her beautiful eyes were like black grapes. They blinked occasionally, as if they could speak.
Suddenly, the little girl smiled sweetly at Chen Qingyu, revealing two small, sharp, and snow-white Tiger teeth. She was very cute.
âLittle brother, youâre so beautiful.â
âI felt happy the moment I saw you.â
Upon hearing this, Chen Qingyuâs hand, which was holding the handkerchief, paused.
The young manâs delicate and indifferent eyebrows furrowed, and his crimson lips seemed to be lightly stained with Rouge. He moved slightly. youâre a child. Donât say such things.
He continued to wipe her face gently.
â..âChu yanhuan was unhappy.
Whoâs a kid? youâre the kid, your whole family is a kid!
However, she didnât dare to say this out loud. After all, this person was the Golden thigh that she wanted to hug now.
Otherwise, Iâll really end up on the streets ...
Buzzzzzz!
The little girl puffed up her cheeks and rolled her eyes. She reached out and grabbed a corner of Chen Qingyuâs snow-white clothes. She said pitifully,âCan little brother take me in for a while?â
Iâve been abandoned by my parents and I have no home to return to ...