Chapter 158 AI Confinement 16
It suited her perfectly.
"These shoes are so beautiful!" she exclaimed without reservation.
Xi Heng looked up at her with a gaze she had never seen before.
Song Jinhuan's heart skipped a beat, and she asked cautiously, "Did I say something wrong?"
"No," Xi Heng quickly denied.
After he put the shoes on, he lifted the girl down from the shoe cabinet and said, "The little master will not make a mistake."
Song Jinhuan scratched his head. Why did Xi Heng speak in such a pleasant way?
I don't know when breakfast was made, but as soon as I went downstairs, Xi Heng brought out a lot of delicious food from the kitchen.
After breakfast, Song Jinhuan was carried back onto the motorcycle.
Xi Heng took her to buy some clothes and said, "Make do with these for now, and I'll find you some pretty dresses in a while."
Song Jinhuan was so moved that she almost cried. No one can resist a pretty little dress!
"Xi Heng, you're so good to me!"
"But I don't have any money to give you."
Xi Heng's cold eyes showed doubt, not understanding why she could say such distant things.
He thought for a moment, then half-carried the girl to a secluded corner.
He pressed his knee against the wall, and with one hand braced against the wall behind her ear, he trapped the girl between himself and the wall.
"You may not understand something yet."
Song Jinhuan stared at him blankly, "What?"
"Everything I have belongs to you, including my life."
As he spoke, he took the girl's hand and, with a reverent expression, gently placed a kiss on the back of her hand.
In that instant, Song Jinhuan got goosebumps all over his body.
"And what about you?" he said, staring intently at her.
Song Jinhuan felt uneasy and tentatively asked, "I...I belong to you too?"
This answer should be correct, right?
Xi Heng smiled and poked the girl's soft cheek with his index finger. "Although this answer makes me very happy."
"But as my little master, you should rightfully enjoy everything I have."
"You can proudly allow me to show you my goodwill."
Song Jinhuan seemed to understand but not quite. She reached out and grabbed his large hand, meeting his gaze as she said, "Xi Heng, you must treat me well."
Xi Heng tilted his head and nodded in satisfaction. "Of course."
Song Jinhuan reasonably suspects that Xi Heng is a masochist.
...
The locomotive quickly stopped inside the iron fence.
Xi Heng carried large bags and small packages up to the third floor. Song Jinhuan went to the kitchen to pour two glasses of water, and when she saw him come down, she brought them to him.
Xi Heng was stunned for a moment, then took it and drank it all in one gulp. "My little master is so thoughtful."
Beyond genetic instincts, an important habit is to affirm the child's actions and offer plenty of encouragement and praise.
The little owner likes to listen.
Song Jinhuan did indeed enjoy listening to it.
After lunch, Xi Heng called her aside and said solemnly, "I have some errands to run this afternoon."
Song Jinhuan nodded. "Understood."
"I'll be back to cook dinner before six o'clock tonight. If you're hungry, there are some warm custard buns in the kitchen, you can eat them first," Xi Heng reminded him worriedly.
Song Jinhuan nodded. "Okay."
Xi Heng changed his clothes.
In fact, he didn't have many clothes in his wardrobe, and they were all the same style, all black.
Song Jinhuan watched him get on the motorcycle, and the sound of the engine starting up filled the air.
As she turned to go back, she saw the man sitting on the motorcycle waving at her.
Song Jinhuan assumed the other person had something else to say, so she went over.
When she was just a step away, the man stretched out his long arm and pulled her over.
A kiss rained down on her face.
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