President, don't be arrogant!

Xiao Han's body froze obviously, he looked down at the woman buried in his arms, her fragrance lingered in his nose, and the tips of his hair blown by the wind brushed across his heart like feathers.

Warm and itchy.

"What's the matter?" His low alcoholic voice sounded pleasantly.

Wei Zixi's arms around his strong waist were tightened, and her voice was muffled, "Don't move, I just want to hug you."

Xiao Han's heart became hot when he heard her words, and his softness flooded into a catastrophe in an instant, his hoarse voice was full of doting, "Okay, you hug slowly, anyway, I will only let you hug me for the rest of my life."

When he said this, Wei Zixi didn't have the nerve to continue hugging her, she immediately let go of her hands, raised her head to stare at him with bright eyes, and pursed her crimson lips lightly: "Who wants to hug him forever, narcissist!"

Xiao Han's meager lips curled up, his smile was shallow, he looked down at the flower in his hand, "Then this flower..."

"Whoever sends wild flowers, give them to me!" Wei Zixi reached out and took a bunch of wild flowers in his hand, there were red, yellow, pink, purple, colorful piled up together, the colors are very messy, can't Knowing why she finds it beautiful too, especially with wet drops of water on the flowers.

When Wei Zixi turned around with flowers in both hands, a smile welled up in his eyes, and his eyes narrowed into a crescent moon.

Xiao Han seemed to feel her good mood, striding to keep up with her footsteps, walking side by side with her, reaching out to hold her fingers hanging beside her.

Wei Zixi turned her head to look at his stern silhouette, and he kept his eyes on the road ahead, but separated her five fingers, and then clasped them tightly together.

Palm to palm, his warm body temperature permeated her skin, rolling back and forth in her body along with her blood, making her feel hot all over.

***

Xiao Han sent Wei Zixi back to Huimo, and he himself was going to the company.

Wei Zixi asked Aunt Su to find a vase, trimmed off the wild flowers that Xiao Han picked one by one, put them into the vase, and filled one-third of the water.

She doesn't know how to arrange flowers, she just thinks that bright colors look good when placed together.

Xiao Yixin saw that she was sitting at the table looking at the flowers in the vase for a long time, so she ran over and typed on her mobile phone to show her.

——Mom, why are you staring at the flowers in a daze?

Wei Zixi turned her eyes from the flowers to her daughter, and said softly, "Don't you think it's beautiful? Your father picked it himself."

Xiao Yixin frowned, and immediately typed three words on the mobile phone - not good-looking.

Wei Zixi was speechless for a few seconds, and asked curiously, "Xinbao, do you not like Dad?"

Xiao Yixin's eyes flickered, she lowered her head and remained silent for a while, then typed a line of words on her mobile phone for her to read.

——Dad doesn't like Xinbao, so Xinbao doesn't like Dad either.

Wei Zixi's heart tightened, and he reached out to stroke her hair, "Did Xinbao misunderstand Dad? Xinbao is Dad's daughter, how could Dad not like Xinbao!"

Xinbao looks like a cold and proud girl, but she is also extraordinarily sensitive and vulnerable, she just likes to pretend she doesn't care.

Xiao Yixin blinked her eyes and said nothing, jumped off the stool and ran upstairs.

Wei Zixi's eyes followed her back, until her back disappeared into the crooked place, she turned her head and saw Aunt Su standing at the door of the restaurant, looking towards the direction of the stairs with faint worry in her eyes.

"Aunt Su, do you know why Xinbao said that?"