Chapter 21 It turns out that you are like this!

  In the evening, Shi Su followed with her small schoolbag and prepared to enter the door.

   When Mianmian entered the door, she ran in first--

  Jing Jihan rarely walked around again, just sitting on the sofa, turning on the TV and watching the news station for five minutes, Shimian jumped in and ran into the door directly and leaped towards him.

Xiao Mengbao hugged his stiff neck unexpectedly, and then started rubbing his face with her small face. The soft little cheek and the sweet milk fragrance made Jing Jihan startled for a moment. However, after regaining consciousness, he noticed that his hand had been patted on the little guy's back, and he had already given her a hug in time.

  He didn't come into contact with children before, and he naturally repelled them, but no matter how clingy this little guy was, he couldn't even hate it.

  Shi Su came in the door and saw Shi Mianmian's action in his arms, and said: "Shi Mianmian, Uncle Ji Han still has injuries on his body, how can I stand you rushing over and hitting him like this."

  Mianmian immediately realized that she seemed to have done something wrong, her big eyes turned to surprise, and she raised her head from Jing Jihan's arms: "Does uncle hurt?"

  Jing Jihan stroked her head: "It doesn't hurt."

  But Shi Mianmian hurriedly withdrew from his arms and stood in front of him obediently, not daring to climb on him again, nor daring to rush into his arms indiscriminately.

Suddenly the little guy seemed to think of something, and turned around with a smile on his face to find Shisu, took out a well-packaged candied fruit from her cute little pink schoolbag, tore open the outer packaging, and ran over again: "Uncle, this candied fruit is sweet, I'll eat it for you!"

  Speaking, in order to let him smell the sweet taste on the candied haws, Shi worked **** tiptoe to lift the candied haws to his mouth.

  No way, my uncle is too tall, even if she is sitting on the sofa, she wants to lift it to his mouth, but it’s not so high...

  Shisu: "……"

  Leave this sentence in the big girl, it is vividly reflected in the four-year-old child.

  With her gluttonous temper, chocolate and candied haws are her favorites. Except for her mother and Grandma Qin, she would not give it out easily, and only bought a bunch.

  The only string.

  Shi Su stood from the perspective of his mother and sighed silently in his heart.

  It turns out that you are like this from time to time!

  Jing Jihan smiled lightly and gently pressed down her little hand: "Thank you, uncle, don’t eat."

"Why? Uncle, just eat one!" Shi Mianmian insisted on standing on tiptoe again, still opening his mouth wide. "Ah--" said: "Uncle, open your mouth and eat one. This is my favorite. Eat, you eat!"

  Many men don’t like to eat sweets, and I guess he is no exception.

  Shi Su walked over and was planning to stop it in due course: "Mianmian, uncle is still healing, and you can't eat too sweet things, don't make trouble..."

Mianmian still kept the posture he wanted to feed him, but her little feet no longer stood on tiptoe, looking at him innocently: "There are red dates in the hawthorn of the candied haws. Mommy said that red dates can nourish blood. I Today, when I bought candied haws with Mommy, I specially asked for the ones with red dates in them..."

  As she talked, she wanted to put her hands down with a frustrated expression.

Jing Jihan looked at the little girl’s lost face, reached out to catch her little hand that was still holding the candied haws carefully, and took her hand to bite off the top one. The sweet and sour taste of hawthorn mixed with the taste of red dates inside. Together, I can't tell if the taste is sweet or weird.

  He calmly ate and said, "Thank you, it's delicious."

  (End of this chapter)