A childish voice came from behind. It was not loud. It suddenly sounded in the quiet corridor, making her breath hitch.
She turned around and looked across the long red carpet. On the other side, under the charming light, there was a little dot, as if she had come from the other side of time. Her face was like smoke, with a hint of alluring red. It's intoxicating, but his expression is so cold. Even his thin lips are pursed, outlining the cold taste.
He ran closer and closer until the face was completely exposed under the dim yellow light. A pair of dark green eyes were frighteningly bright, like a beast in the dark night, so cold and cold that even the starlight was dimmed.
Jin Bingyun's eyes opened wider and wider, his pupils shrank violently, and he even had to lean on the wall to stabilize his shaky body.
How could that happen?!
How come this child’s eyes are the same color as Brother Ye?!
No, this is impossible...
"Sister?" Xiao Mo shook his hand, his thick eyebrows furrowed slightly, and a trace of confusion flashed across his cool little face. This sister's reaction was too strange!
"You...who are you looking for?" She came back to her senses, her tone a little more tentative.
"I'm looking for..." Looking at the longing eyes of the other party, Xiao Mo's head turned quickly and he changed his words: "I came to watch the game. I heard the adults said there will be a wonderful makeup show here, which is very fun!"
Fun?
After all, he is still a child. He is really innocent.
With a faint smile on his lips, Jin Bingyun squatted down, tilted his head, and sighed: "Little brother, you are a step too late. The game is over. Next time, there will be a final."
After speaking, she looked around
"Where are your parents? Isn't there anyone to take you back?"
Xiao Mo turned around in disappointment, lowered his head and muttered a few words, as if he didn't hear what Jin Bingyun said. It wasn't until she ran all the way to catch up with him and said she wanted to send him back that she politely refused.
"Thank you sister, but I just met my uncle downstairs. He will take me back, so I won't bother you. Goodbye!"
Jin Bingyun looked at his leaving figure, and it took him a while to react. He hurriedly walked to the window at the end of the corridor, lifted a corner of the curtain, and downstairs, the little guy twisted his body, got into the black Lincoln car, and drove away.
She also recognized the car she had ridden in countless times before it turned into ashes.
inside the car
"Uncle, you're lying. I haven't even found mommy yet." The little guy lowered his head gloomily and kept glancing in the direction of Ling Ye, as if complaining.
"come over"
After a long time, the cold man spoke up and patted the empty seat next to him. Seeing that the little guy didn't move, he stretched out his long arms, took him in his arms, and sat on his lap.
This kind of intimacy is something the little guy has never experienced since he was born. The musky smell unique to men, mixed with the strong masculine scent, penetrated his nasal cavity.
He twisted his body in embarrassment, and his little head, which had been downcast a moment ago, was immediately raised, his face flushed.
This was the first time he sat on a man's lap. Even his uncle had never hugged him like this. Although the man's arms were cold and his face was cold, a trace of emotion still passed through his heart. warmth
If only his uncle were his daddy!
Daddy?!
The little guy's pupils dilated, and he suddenly looked into those cold eyes...