250 Raids: There's a girl next door

Then he went down to the ground and walked out of the room, finished washing and waiting for breakfast.

The floor-to-ceiling glass walls make the whole restaurant look clean and bright, and three glasses of milk, sandwiches and bread are placed on the long white dining table.

The virtuous woman brought out three more plates from the kitchen, and each plate contained a browned poached egg.

Cheng Ningyou asked about the fragrance, walked into the restaurant with a smile, looked at the busy woman, she stepped forward and hugged her waist enthusiastically, "Lin Wei!"

Suddenly a loud voice appeared behind her, a familiar voice shouted in a warning tone, "Youyou..."

Lin Wei smiled and gave Cheng Yanke behind Cheng Ningyou a look, "But I'm only nine years old, and you force me to call you uncle all day long, are you embarrassed? I don't like to call you auntie, I'm even more so old."

Cheng Ning smiled sadly and made a funny face at Cheng Yanke, and said in cooperation with Lin Wei, "That's right, just be an old man."

There was no impurity visible on Cheng Yanke's handsome face, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses were added on the bridge of his nose, adding a bit of elegance to him.

Against the background of the white shirt, besides being handsome, he also has the charm of a mature man.

He looked at the mischievous expression on Cheng Ningyou's face, said nothing, bent down and sat down opposite her, and after he sat down, he glanced at the breakfast on the table.

Frowning in displeasure, he cast a reproachful gaze on Lin Wei who was sitting opposite, "You did all of this?"

"Yes..." Lin Wei could hear the displeasure in Cheng Changke's words, and she lengthened the ending in fear, and then explained, "I get up early in the morning, so it's okay if I'm idle."

Cheng Yanke hung her face and said, "The cooking fume is bad for your health, don't do it next time, don't compete with the aunt at home for jobs."

"Oh." Lin Wei lowered her head and put the sandwich into her mouth.

Cheng Ningyou, who was sitting by the side, also lowered his head and bit the sandwich, and the two secretly looked at each other and smiled.

After breakfast, Cheng Ningyou sat in the garden and looked at the flowers and plants and butterflies dancing in the yard, with a blank drawing board in front of him.

The colorful paints were placed neatly beside her, her mind was blank, and all the memories were from the time she woke up.

As far as memory is concerned, it is the little boy and girl she drew repeatedly, and suddenly thought of an idiom "childhood sweetheart" that Cheng Yanke taught her a few days ago.

"Sorrow."

Just as she was thinking about it, Lin Wei suddenly appeared, interrupting her thoughts,

She tilted her head to look at Lin Wei who was walking towards her.

There was a baby-like clean and sweet smile on his face, and no impurities could be seen in his eyes.

"What are you thinking about? You've been staring at the drawing board without writing." Lin Wei walked to Cheng Ningyou and sat down on the chair next to her.

Cheng Ningyou said with a melancholy face, "I really like the stories of childhood sweethearts."

After finishing speaking, she stretched out her hand to hold Lin Wei's hand, pursed her lips and smiled slightly, "Chen Ke will take me back to China to find my relatives in a few days."

Lin Wei nodded but did not speak, what should she say?This kind of life is pretty good now, with Cheng Ningyou, the smile on Cheng Changke's face becomes more and more ordinary every day.

But he was too busy working every day to take care of the two of them. For the sake of her, he could only help Cheng Ningyou find his family.

She knew that most of the reason Cheng Yanke wanted to return to China to help Cheng Ningyou find her family was because of her.

Because he was afraid that he would ignore her while taking care of Cheng Ningyou, thinking, she sighed deeply in her heart,

(Dear friends, this article is different from the previous version, both in terms of the character of the heroine and the development of the story behind.)