Chapter 27 Premier Wen is having a daily episode of illness.
The girl clung to the car window, her eyes straining to find a point of view outside, but each time she fixed her gaze, she disappeared out the window.
"What are you looking at?"
A heat source suddenly pressed against my back.
Song Jinhuan froze instantly, only daring to tilt her head slightly to the right.
The man's angular face rested on her right shoulder.
At that moment, one of his large hands landed on her left side, while his other hand rested on the car door, just like hers.
My eyes were fixed on the scenery outside the car window, following her gaze.
Song Jinhuan moved forward silently, and the heat source on her back disappeared.
Before I could even catch my breath, the heat source was right next to me again.
"you……"
"Hmm?" The man looked at her, feigning ignorance.
She really wanted to remind them that they were standing too close.
But then she thought, maybe the other person didn't mean anything by it, and if she reminded them, wouldn't it seem like she was overthinking things?
Song Jinhuan shook his head.
Wen Li's lips curled up almost imperceptibly. Her unnatural expression was reflected in the car window, and a wicked glint was clearly visible in the depths of the man's dark eyes.
She really has a soft heart.
They are really easy to bully.
Clearly, she was full of curiosity about everything in the outside world, even the most ordinary receding scenery.
Everything that is ordinary and mundane in her daily life is something she cannot experience.
He thought he should discover more interesting things in life instead of just burying himself in his work.
In this way, he can imagine more scenarios, and she can see more scenery.
The man's frustration and unhappiness were gradually replaced by pity, and he couldn't help but raise his hand and rub her little head.
The feel is surprisingly good.
Song Jinhuan stared at him blankly; she had seen this action before.
In one family, the older brother, returning from a hike, squats down in front of his half-tall little girl, rubs her head, teases her for a bit, and then takes out two candies from his pocket.
It's a very heartwarming scene.
The girl reached out her hand to Wen Li; the lines on her fair palm were clear and neat.
"What is this?" Wen Li was quite confused.
Where's the sugar?
She pointed to her head as she spoke, "Didn't you just touch my head?"
Song Jinhuan has almost no experience interacting with people, and her understanding of interpersonal relationships is extremely limited.
They all learned by imitation from the images they vividly remembered while observing.
This was the first time Song Jinhuan had faced Wen Li with such confidence, which surprised the man.
However, this novelty didn't last long before he frowned. "Who told you that you have to give candy if you touch someone's head?"
Wen Li felt increasingly uneasy and was even preparing to get angry.
Could it be that some scoundrel took advantage of her young age to deceive her?!
"Nobody said anything, I saw it myself!"
Song Jinhuan proudly raised her head and recounted what she had seen.
After she finished speaking, she glanced at Wen Li and noticed that the other person's expression was a little strange.
That pride slowly faded, and she said uncertainly, "Could it be that I misunderstood?"
How could that be?
Wen Li didn't even realize something was wrong. She ruffled her hair again and chuckled as she asked, "So, does that mean I can pat your head if I give you candy?"
Song Jinhuan sensed something was amiss, thought for a moment, and shook his head, saying, "It depends on whether I'm willing or not."
She can't just accept candy from everyone, can she?
Wen Li ruffled her hair again and tentatively asked, "Would you be willing to accept me?"
Song Jinhuan didn't want to hurt his feelings; he had so few friends and seemed so unapproachable.
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