"Who says they can't grow taller? Who says they can't grow taller? Cheng Yu, are you looking for a hammer? Come here, do you want to run away?"
She grabbed the tall young man's ear, then pressed the back of his head with one hand, easily pushing him down on the soft carpet.
“Ahhh…Xiaojiu—Have mercy! Have mercy!”
Cheng Yu slapped the carpet hard with one hand, which was a gesture of surrender.
He really wasn't acting, although he was actually willing to cooperate and make Xiaojiu happy.
But this time he was really held down by Xiaojiu's hand and couldn't break free.
Xiaojiu's extraordinary strength is well-known in the circle.
Hmm... maybe that's why she eats so much!
My thoughts actually wandered at this time.
"Who told you to question my aesthetics? See how I deal with you today..." Si Jiu chuckled, quickly tied Cheng Yu's hands behind his back, and then pressed his butt on his back, "Beauty, just obey me obediently."
Cheng Yu: “…”
Cheng Yuan: "...cough."
The two people who were fighting quickly raised their heads. Even though Si Jiu was always shameless, he couldn't help but feel his face getting a little hot.
Because Cheng Yuan did not come back alone, Mr. Shen was with him.
Mr. Shen was sitting in a wheelchair, his face was a cold pale complexion that revealed a hint of illness, and his lips were also pale, which made people feel that he was not in particularly good health. However, his eyes were very black, several shades darker than that of ordinary people, so they looked unusually deep.
When being stared at, one can easily feel their heartbeat quickening, and it’s hard to tell whether it’s from nervousness or something else.
Apart from his particularly deep eyes, Mr. Shen's face has always been very dull.
It's so dull that it's almost emotionless.
Most of the time, Sijiu felt that no one could guess what he was thinking.
But the amazing thing is that she is extremely sensitive to his emotional changes.
For example, now, Mr. Shen doesn't seem very happy.
"Excuse me."
Chen Huai, who was in a wheelchair, nodded and greeted the two people standing by the floor-to-ceiling window without changing his expression. Their posture did not please him very much.
Si Jiu woke up as if from a dream, and got up from Cheng Yu in a hurry with embarrassment. He reached out and pulled him up.
"Mr. Shen, hello, long time no see."
Chen Huai's eyes passed over Si Jiu's messy hair, he said "hmm" lightly, and then lowered his eyes.
Basically, this means "I don't want to bother with anyone, and I hope no one will bother with me."
Cheng Yuan glanced at Sijiu and said, "Mr. Shen is here to discuss something with my eldest brother. He will stay for dinner tonight. Xiaojiu, please tell the kitchen."
"Oh." Sijiu stood up and when he passed by the wheelchair, he subconsciously glanced at Mr. Shen's hand on the armrest.
She only had time to see his fingertips curl slightly before she was gone.
At this moment, an inexplicable thought flashed through my mind: Mr. Shen's fingers seemed to be very cold.
As soon as Sijiu left the living room, the atmosphere between the three people in front of the floor-to-ceiling window underwent a subtle change.
But no one said anything. After a moment, Cheng Yuan pushed Chen Huai's wheelchair again and walked towards the elevator.
Cheng Yu sat up straight, lowered his head, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.
Sijiu was unaware of all this. She ran to the kitchen and saw that her virtuous second brother was not doing anything at the moment. Instead, he was leaning against the sink with his hands folded, his head tilted to look at the steaming steamer. She didn't know if he was in a trance and didn't even notice that she had come over.
Although he was clearly in a kitchen filled with the smell of life, with all kinds of life-like kitchen utensils all around him, he shouldn't have had this feeling.
But he couldn't tell why, but at this moment, Si Jiu felt two words from his quiet silhouette - loneliness.
It seemed as if he was the only one left in the world.
It was as if he was the one left behind by the whole world.
Sijiu felt inexplicably blocked in the heart and his nose felt sore.
"Second brother?"
Cheng Ze turned around when he heard the voice.
The moment he saw Si Jiu, he seemed to have suddenly broken free from the loneliness he had just felt.
No, it was like... coming alive in an instant.
At this moment, Si Jiu looked away, feeling an inexplicable strange feeling in his heart.
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