The castle is very big. Fangchi Xia leads Xiaoyi to follow the servant and stares at the castle while walking.

The corridor is very quiet. The afternoon sun is warm, and the ground is mottled. However, Fangchi Xia feels a little chilly here.

The servant walked ahead, respectful from the beginning to the end, without saying a word to her, quietly leading her way.

Fang Chi Xia followed her, walking slowly, while she was staring at both sides of the corridor.

As she passed one of the rooms, her steps stopped.

She didn't know why she stopped, like being pulled by a force, walking, the pace suddenly stopped.

On her side, she was facing a room.

The door was closed.

She didn't know who lived in the room.

She didn't know what the room was for.

The door is nothing special, just a simple white tone.

But the two paintings on the side of the door are much more attractive than the door panel.

Van Gogh's famous paintings, sunflower and starry night, are worth hundreds of millions of art treasures.

Fang Chi Xia stayed outside the door for a long time. She stared at the door and the painting. She thought it was the two paintings that attracted her to stop.

Fang Chi Xia is not very interested in things that are too literary and artistic. After a while, he takes back his sight.

With a gentle step, she followed the servant to the end of the corridor.

After a few steps, he turned his head and stared at the door.

"What do you think, Xia Xia?" Beside, Xiaoyi's voice came suddenly.

Fang Chi Xia regained his mind and shook his head.

"No, let's go!"

Leading Xiaoyi, she quickens her pace and keeps up with the servant.

Just as their figure disappeared, another figure appeared at one end of the corridor.

Qingmuchen holding xiaochenxi standing in the corridor, quietly staring at the direction of Fangchi summer disappearing, looking a little long.

Make sure she didn't look back, holding small dawn, he step by step came to just square pool summer stop in front of the door.

The door of the room was gently pushed open, and his eyes were quietly staring at the direction of the bed in the room. He came to the window with dawn in his arms.

Nothing to say, just put down the small dawn, after a quiet area on the door and went out.

The room was strangely quiet, with a young man lying flat on the bed.

The man seems to be sleeping. His eyes are covered with dense long eyelashes and feather fans. The sunlight is scattered in the eye socket. His facial features are deep and addictive.

In the afternoon, the sun is still shining, the man is bathed in the sun, and the light and shadow are jumping on his face. This makes little Chenxi think of the ancient Greek god sculpture standing in the fountain of the back garden of the palace.

Xiaochenxi sat cross legged on the bed, staring at him for a long time.

Her eyes moved up and down on him. She reached out her little hand and tentatively touched his hand first, but she was not rejected. She tentatively touched his face again.

She is not big, and her movement radian is naturally small. It seems that she has deliberately lightened it. She is afraid of waking a sleeping man.

The little hand, with warm heat, stayed on the man's face for a long time.

It's soft, like cotton.

After touching his face for a while, she didn't get rejected. She seemed to have the courage.

Small body to the man's arms, lying on his chest, in his face kiss here, kiss there, and then, around his neck, she pronounced very clearly called out, "Daddy!"

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