Christmas

Looking at Shi Xie's young and handsome face, he didn't underestimate him because of his age. Duan Qinghe, as a well-known private detective in the circle, is absolutely impossible to be a ostentatious fool.

He didn't refute Shi Xie's words, just smiled slightly, crossed his hands on his abdomen, and there was a hint of excitement in his eyes behind the lenses.

interest.

"I'm not trying to refute Mr. Shi's meaning, but more than 20 years of Marxist theory and Mao Zedong Thought have made it difficult for me to accept these theories. The world is full of wonders, and my vision is indeed not broad enough, but what kind of magic will Mr. Shi bring to me? The world, I'm looking forward to it."

Just nodded, Shi Xie didn't continue to say anything, he just came here to solve the problem, he didn't want to cause trouble, and that Duan Qinghe seemed to be a difficult character, Shi Xie didn't want to get entangled with him.

"It's getting late, Mr. Shi, you should stay here too, the guest room has been cleaned up, now let's have dinner first."

Looking at Tianwai, it was indeed getting darker, and Shi Xie, who took care of his family, did not refuse, and Xia Yao, who had long been used to sleeping out from time to time, certainly would not refuse, hugged Xiao Shen, and walked to the restaurant together, After simply eating something, he took Xiao Shen and Shi Xie back to the prepared room.

The family of three took a shower, and after drying their hair, Shi Xie suddenly thought of something to discuss with Mo He, so he had to talk to Xia Yao and go out.But when he came back, he saw Duan Qinghe in pajamas sitting next to his and Xia Yao's bed with a book, telling stories to Xiao Shen.

Seeing Shi Xie coming in, Xiao Shen immediately raised his head and shouted excitedly at him. Xia Yao, who was dozing against the head of the bed, was startled awake and rubbed his eyes to look at him.

"Mr. Shi."

"Why is Mr. Duan here?"

Sitting next to Xia Yao, holding his hand and looking at Duan Qinghe indifferently, Shi Xie's face was still expressionless, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"You're back."

Xia Yao, who was still a little confused, leaned on Shi Xie subconsciously. This move seemed to make Shi Xie look better, but it was not very obvious.

"I'm just a little bored by myself, and I saw that Mr. Ling is so cute, so I stayed. Now that you're back, I won't stay any longer. Good night."

After speaking, he stood up and was about to leave, but Xiao Shen grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"Uncle Duan, are you going back?"

"Yes, Xiao Shen should go to bed too."

"Okay then, good night uncle."

"Good night, little Shen."

Bending down to touch Xiao Shen's head, Duan Qinghe had a friendly smile on his face, which made Xiao Shen feel more fond of him.

It wasn't until the door was closed that Xia Yao came to his senses fully, stretched his waist greatly, and glanced at Shi Xie, although his

His face was still expressionless, but Xia Yao still saw some danger.

"what happened?"

"It's alright, go to sleep."

"What the hell happened?"

Stopping Shi Xie from pulling the quilt, Xia Yao looked at Shi Xie's face carefully, and suddenly laughed.

"Are you jealous?"

Shi Xie's expression was unnatural for a moment, but he forcefully broke away from Xia Yao's hand, pulled the cup and lay down, as if he was not close to strangers, leaving only Xia Yao who was constantly smiling, and his black eyes. Liu Liu's big eyes looked at their little ginseng curiously.

"Mom, what is jealousy?"

"Jealous is—"

"Xia Yao, sleep, don't teach the children badly."

"Haha, okay, I'm sleeping, haha——"

The lights in the room suddenly dimmed, leaving only a small lamp exuding dim warmth. Xiao Shen slept between Shi Xie and Xia Yao, with his fat little hands clenched against Shi Xie's chest, and the corners of his lips With a small smile, a good night's sleep...