Invincible cute baby comes knocking on the door

Chapter 71 The chick is drunk, but the uncle is virtuous!
Yin Mochen lowered his eyes, looking at her hand on his shirt.

She was clearly still asleep, but she held onto it so tightly, like a puppy who was afraid of being abandoned by its owner, cautious and pitiful.

Occasionally, he was moved with compassion, and couldn't bear to push her fingers away.

He had no choice but to stretch out his long legs to hook a small stool not far from the bed, and sat on the edge of the bed with a slight movement.

He heard the words she said while hugging him in her dream just now.

Although Yin Mochen was very confident in his appearance, he would not think for nothing that the 'you' the little girl was talking about was himself.

So, does she have someone she likes?

What does the boy she like look like?

Why did the humbleness in her tone make him feel a little distressed when she mentioned that boy?

distressed?

Thinking of this word, Yin Mochen sneered at himself, curling the corners of his lips.

A person like myself would never have feelings for any woman, so how could he understand the so-called love of a high school girl?
And I have only one purpose for approaching her, and that is to find the whereabouts of the key from her as soon as possible.

He doesn't mind using some extraordinary measures when necessary.

Of course, Shen Xiaotian is kind to him, she is Shen Xiaotian's daughter, so he will never hurt her, and he will not allow anyone with evil intentions to hurt her!

Outside the window, the night was dark, and the small courtyard of the Ye family was silent.

In the room, only the slight ticking of his wristwatch could be heard.

The thick darkness quietly surrounded him, even though it was early summer, Yin Mochen still felt a little cold.

He slightly looked sideways at the sleeping girl's little face next to her pillow, saw her slightly furrowed brows, and a complex and difficult look flashed in her deep eyes.

This night seemed to have been very long, Yin Mochen rubbed the center of his brows with the other hand, a faint tiredness appeared on his face.

He propped his forehead with his hands, leaned against the bedside and closed his eyes to rest.

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The next day, the morning sunlight softly poured into the bedroom through the half-opened old-fashioned wooden windows, and the whole room was dyed a warm orange color, giving it a warm atmosphere.

Ye Zhixia finally woke up faintly, opened her eyes, she stared blankly at the ceiling, her mind went blank for a moment.

Strange, she remembered that she went to sing with Xiaoyue last night?
How could you wake up in your own bed?

How did she come back, who did she come back with, why is there no memory at all?

She hadn't had enough alcohol last night to keep her brain from functioning properly.

Ye Zhixia Lai stretched out under the quilt, Mo took the opportunity to get up from the warm quilt.

Suddenly, I heard the slight sound of pots and bowls colliding in the kitchen next door.

Ye Zhixia frowned suspiciously, and called out tentatively: "Mother?"

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and then her bedroom door was pushed open.

When she saw the man wearing black-rimmed glasses standing at the door, she opened her eyes in surprise: "Uncle, uncle?"

"Are you awake?" Yin Mochen smiled gently at her, and continued, "Get up and wash up, breakfast is ready."

Hearing what he said, Ye Zhixia realized that he was actually wearing a doraemon apron around his waist that he bought at the night market for five yuan before the Chinese New Year.

This man is tall and has a standard build, but this cartoon apron doesn't feel at all inconsistent with him.

(End of this chapter)