More than ten minutes later, the little guy in his arms breathed more and more evenly. Ji Xiaohan secretly glanced at his son, who had just made a fuss about insomnia. At the moment, he slept very sweetly, no longer like a little devil, but his little sweetheart.
Ji Xiaohan quietly stared at his son's beautiful and delicate face. Inexplicably, he thought of the photos he had saved when he was a child.
He had forgotten what he looked like when he was young, but he remembered his brother's appearance. It seemed that he was similar to the little guy, but he must be more like himself.
Ji Xiaohan gently removed the little guy's small body from his arms and got out of bed gently.
Then he opened the door and went out. The tall body stood in the corridor, with his hands on his waist, and began to think about where his old photos were placed.
In the utility room on the third floor?
Ji Xiaohan thought of this and immediately went to the stairs.
Pushing open the utility room door on the third floor, Ji Xiaohan looked at some old things in order and saw the album in an instant.
The corners of the house are carefully cleaned by servants every day, so even if he hasn't turned them over for several years, they are as clean as new and spotless at the moment.
After Ji Xiaohan got the album, he turned on a wall lamp beside him.
Ji Xiaohan, wearing a nightgown, sat directly on the floor in a casual posture and began to look at his old childhood photos.
One by one, he turned over, and he was getting younger and younger.
Finally, he saw the photo left when he was three or four years old. Although it was a little old, he was like a little fool in the photo, laughing happily, and lying next to him was a brother three years younger than him.
Ji Xiaohan squinted his eyes and looked at his childhood appearance. He found that it was very similar to his son's appearance.
Thinking of this, Ji Xiaohan's thin lips hooked and he couldn't help chuckling.
Just as he was immersed in the world of photos, the door was pushed open and uncle yuan came in in surprise.
When he saw Ji Xiaohan sitting on the floor without any image, he was stunned.
Ji Xiaohan didn't expect Uncle Yuan to come up. He immediately stood up from the ground as if he had done something embarrassing.
"Young Master, so it's you. I thought the servant was careless and forgot to turn off the lights." Uncle yuan is also very embarrassed. Just now, the young master sat on the floor. He didn't look like a young master at all. Will he be directly blinded by the young master?
Ji Xiaohan raised his hand seriously: "Uncle Yuan, it's late. You should go to rest. I want to see some old things. I'll turn off the light."
Uncle Yuan hurriedly retreated as if he had received a great reward. As he retreated, he said with concern, "Young Master, you should also rest early and pay attention to your body."
After that, Uncle yuan closed the door in a cold sweat and left quickly.
All of Ji Xiao Han's interest was dispelled by the sudden appearance of Uncle Yuan. He closed the album, turned around and walked out the door.
When he reached the stairs, he suddenly saw a petite figure standing in front of his door with her head lowered.
Half-raised little hand, it seems that he is going to push the door of his room.
However, when he saw that his little hand was about to touch the door handle, he dropped it in panic.
Ji Xiaohan's hands are around his chest, his long legs are crossed, and he leans lazily against the wall beside him. He looks at the struggling expression on the woman's small face with interest and fun.
Of course, Tang Youyou doesn't know that there is a pair of deep and charming eyes next to him who is peeping at his embarrassing behavior.
However, she must ask him what he is going to do and whether he wants to promote his godmother.
Otherwise, how can she tell her godmother about it when she goes to work early tomorrow morning?
She doesn't want to let her godmother down, because she must have been looking forward to it for a long time.
Tang Youyou's two small hands kept twisting together, and her beautiful eyes flashed with a nervous look.
However, is it too active for her to do so?
In case of being regarded as a joke by Ji Xiaohan, how can she continue to maintain her mother's prestige in front of her children in the future?
Will Ji Xiaohan also regard her as a very casual woman? In order to achieve his goal, will he take the initiative to seduce him?
When Tang Youyou was in a dilemma, her beautiful eyes inadvertently swept to the corridor beside her.
In an instant, she met a pair of smiling eyes.
Tang Youyou has a feeling of being struck by lightning. The whole person is not good. The next moment, she turns around and runs to her room.
"Stop!" But she just ran out of two steps, and the man's slightly commanding voice came from behind.
Tang Youyou really obediently stopped, turned around, and stared at him with some resentment: "how long have you been standing there? Why don't you make a sound? Are you deliberately looking at me as a joke? It's disgusting. "
"Are you a villain complaining first?" Ji Xiaohan's eyes are still smiling.
Tang Youyou is stunned. Her milk-like white face instantly floats the color of peach blossoms.
She really blushes, red is about to explode.
This man is not ordinary hateful.
She even stood by and looked at her as a joke. She lost her face this time.
Just when Tang Youyou decided not to talk to him for the rest of his life, the man walked towards her quickly. Then, strong and overbearing, he clasped her slender wrist and dragged her to the direction of the balcony.
Tang Youyou's beautiful eyes are big. She looks down at the place where the man grasps her hand tightly. Her footsteps have been led forward by him.
"Ji Xiaohan, what are you doing? Let go. I'm going to sleep!" Tang Youyou has decided not to ask him, or self-esteem is important.
It's better to keep his confidence than to be despised by him. In the future, he still has a right to speak in his children's education.
"Didn't you just look for me?" Ji Xiaohan knew that she was talking nonsense. Her thin lips were hooked up, and her tone was still smiling.
Tang Youyou is going crazy.
"I'm all right now. Let me go!" Tang Youyou said against his will.
But at this moment, she has been pulled out of the balcony by the man.
In the distance, there is the sound of the waves rolling. Near, there is the man's masculine breath.
Tang Youyou only felt that her back was gently pushed against the wall by the man. Then, the man's hand, strong support in her ear.
Looking down at her condescendingly, her thin lips evoked a smile, more charming and charming.
Tang Youyou breathed quickly. Mei Mou raised her eyes and looked at the man's unfathomable eyes.
"Ji Xiaohan, why are you playing with me?" Tang Youyou accused him of his evil deeds. In her beautiful eyes, there was a layer of mist.
Ji Xiaohan was slightly stunned. He shrugged his shoulders innocently and said, "Yoyo, where did I play with you?"
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