How could she let her brother grow up in such a hellish place?
But before, she had no ability...
She pursed her white lips, remembered something, stood up, turned around, and saw Li Canchen leaning against the door and looking at her.
Li Canchen looked at her thoughtfully, You's face flushed slightly, "Xiaolie is fine, you can go and rest." [
"Um."
He replied calmly, turned around and went back to his room.
I have to shoot the MV next week, so I have to keep myself in good spirits.
During lunch, the little Xiaolie sat on a chair and stared at the mansion with wide eyes.
The huge crystal lamp and gorgeous layout were much more beautiful than his small home.
Xiaolie looked at the man in front of him. The man had an extremely beautiful face.
Xiaolie became excited and grabbed You's sleeve, "Sister, this brother is so beautiful!"
After hearing this, Li Canchen pursed his lips slightly and looked at him friendly.
Xiaolie was even more happy, "Sister, is this my brother's home?"
"Xiao Lie, call him Brother Chen from now on. This is where we will live from now on."
You gently stroked his head, "Let's eat. Eat more."
You especially don't want Xiaolie to disturb Li Canchen. Li Canchen has always been very quiet and hates making noises, but when facing Xiaolie, he didn't show any disgust in his eyes.
Well, Xiaochen is a good boy, You thought of this and smiled lightly.
Xiaolie lived like this.
Although you are very busy, with Aunt Zhou here, Xiaolie is taken good care of. After a week, his pale face has gained some color.
Naturally, Xiaolie also started to smile happily.
***The beginning of ambiguous love***
The sun is very hot.
Fortunately, the place where the photo was taken was a place full of sycamore trees.[
Li Canchen can actually record the sound in the recording studio, and the rest can be simply shot for the MV.
But as he pursues perfection, he doesn't sing and record live like this.
He has always been a person who demands perfection. Of course, such a recording would take twice as long.
It's been a whole week and I haven't taken any photos yet, but today is the last day.
The previous photos are almost done.
You stood under the sycamore tree and looked at Li Canchen who was singing there.