He carefully examined the girl who was grinning foolishly at him, then realized he was overthinking it; a five-year-old child shouldn't have such a mindset.
Yi Chenli's hand gently touched the canvas, as if he could touch the snow through the canvas.
Without a doubt, he loved the painting very much.
An Yuan'er then said, "Isn't my first painting beautiful?"
An Yuan'er then revealed her childlike nature, like a child waiting for a reward.
Yi Chenli clearly liked it, but still awkwardly said, "It's alright."
Not even a single word of praise was offered.
An Yuan'er didn't argue with him, but instead generously said, "This painting is for you."
An Yuan'er boldly reached out her chubby little hand and grabbed Yi Chenli's pale and cold hand. Because of Yi Chenli's subconscious struggle, An Yuan'er only hooked his little finger.
Yi Chenli glanced at her and saw that the girl's eyes were sparkling. She said solemnly but firmly, "Don't say that you can't see the blue sky outside anymore. From now on, I will draw every inch of scenery I see and give it to you."
"I can be your eyes, your legs..."
It is said that children speak without restraint, but Yi Chenli read seriousness in the girl's eyes.
At that moment, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his soul and heart trembling. Everyone had abandoned him, including his father, but this girl was trying to pull him out of the mire with her naive and somewhat innocent words.
For the first time in his life, Yi Chenli was speechless.
At this moment, words seemed inadequate; all he could see was the girl's radiant smile and her expressive eyes amidst the snowstorm.
Even years later, whenever Yi Chenli thought of it, his eyes would soften.
This was a rare display of tenderness from the tyrant.
An Yuan'er felt that Yi Chenli should have some reaction and response after saying such affectionate words.
But when An Yuan'er looked over, she felt that Yi Chenli seemed to have lost his soul, and his gaze was unfocused.
An Yuan'er pouted angrily, and she forcibly hooked her little finger with Yi Chenli's, making a pinky promise with her.
She continued, "We've already pinky sworn, you'd be a little dog to go back on your word!"
Yi Chenli: "......"
The area where the hook was pulled was burning hot, and Yi Chenli wanted to pull his hand back.
But the little girl, with a strength she didn't know she possessed, forced herself on him, throwing herself on top of him and preventing him from moving.
What kind of girl is like this? Shengjing is full of gentle ladies, but Yi Chenli felt that even if the little dumpling in front of him grew up, she would not be very ladylike. After all, one's nature is hard to change.
“Say you won’t go back on your word.” An Yuan’er persisted, but Yi Chenli remained unwilling to budge, and in the end, he did not make any promises.
Yi Chenli then realized that An Yuan'er's body was burning hot; her fever was more serious than he had imagined.
The domineering woman who had been yelling just moments before suddenly deflated, curling up limply in his arms and muttering, "It's so cold! Shiver!"
Yi Chenli was both annoyed and amused. He said fiercely, "You're sick and you still have a snowball fight. You deserve to feel uncomfortable."
An Yuan'er trembled even more violently in his arms.
This man is too fierce!
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Qiao Qiao's new ancient romance novel is here!
There's no rebirth, monster-slaying, or villain-abusing here; there are only two souls drawing ever closer.
A story with both healing and positive elements; a coming-of-age theme in the early stages, followed by sweet romance and face-slapping moments later on.
The girl who accompanied you through your youth, now that she's grown up, how can Yi Chenli repay her with a lifetime of love and devotion? Only by spoiling her! Spoiling her! Spoiling her!
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