Shen Youran hooked his lips and sneered. His cool smile was full of deep satire. His fingers curled up slightly. His voice was clear and slow: "if that doesn't count, it's in your eyes. Was it that I wanted to catch you in bed?"

Ji Jinchuan's throat tensed together: "no, it's not like that..."

Before he had finished speaking, he heard the sound of dragging on the stairs. It was Gino who came down from the stairs.

Jinuo carried his hands behind him and ran to Shen Youran: "Ran Ran, I also have a gift for you."

Shen Youran adjusts her mood. A faint smile appears on her face again. Although she already knows something, she still shows a curious look.

"What gift?"

Jinuo mysterious way: "you guess."

Shen Youran shook his head: "I can't guess."

Gino took it out of her back and gave it to her like a treasure offering: "this is what I gave you, and I drew it myself."

Shen Youran takes over. It is a watercolor painting with a woman holding a child. The background is white clouds and the sun.

Jinuo stands on tiptoe, and Shen leisurely bows with him. He points to the little boy above and says, "this is me, and this is you."

"Wonderful painting! I like it. " This is the first time she has seen Gino draw. She is very talented.

Outside the living room, I do not know when the snowflake, I started scattered, to the later such as flocculent.

Gino was excited and excited: "of course, it snowed!"

He wants to run outside, Shen leiran grabs the back collar: "it's too cold outside, you can't go out."

"I'm going to play with the snow!"

Jinuo jumps forward, but Shen Youran doesn't let go. His small face is red with collar.

Shen Youran quickly let go and squatted down in front of him, holding his face: "it's not fun outside. I'll take you to a good place. We'll read books and tell stories."

Gino clapped his hands excitedly: "good."

Shen Youran led him upstairs. When he reached the stairway, Jinuo looked back at the man they had forgotten: "Dad, you go with us."

Shen leiran subconsciously pursed her lips. She did not look back. Her eyes fell on the stairs. With the man's reply of "good", her body tightened slightly.

Ji Jinchuan got up and stepped forward. Before he approached, Jinuo held out his hand.

Shen Youran steps up the steps, takes them to the third floor, and then enters the attic she destroyed five years ago.

The attic has been transformed into a studio. From the large ground glass window, you can see the snowflakes flying outside. It is very beautiful.

"However, how do you know that my family has this place?"

"Listen to your father," Shen leisurely said

Jinuo looked up at Ji Jinchuan on the right side. His father was very attentive to chase him. He even told her such a small matter, but it seems that there is no progress. It seems that he has to make more fire.

"However, in the future, you often come to my home to accompany me. My father is too busy every day and can't contact sister Tongtong. No one plays with me." At the end of the day, he broke his mouth pitifully.

Shen Youran said with a light smile: "good."

In the future, she will try to spare more time to accompany him and supply him with the maternal love that he lacks in these years.

Jinuo looks at Ji Jinchuan and winks at him.

Ji Jinchuan glanced at his de se like son lightly, and then moved his eyes.

In one corner of the studio is the rest area, where there are sofas and tea tables. Shen Youran takes the sofa cushion and spreads it on the ground, pulling Jinuo to sit down.

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