Chapter 632: Lang Comes Riding a Bamboo Horse, Han Shao Is Green

Chapter 632 Lang is coming on a bamboo horse, Han Shao is green

"Little girl? How old is the little girl? What does she look like?" Nian Xiaomu asked anxiously. The next second, she was pulled into Yu Yuehan's arms.

She used her body to separate herself from Fan Yu.

The voice sank slightly.

"Nian Xiaomu, calm down."

"I'm calm..." Nian Xiaomu said subconsciously, and immediately realized that he had just held Fan Yu's hand, moved it in his arms, and muttered, "I'm jealous."

"Huh?" Yu Yuehan raised his eyebrows slightly.

He hugged her and looked at Fan Yu again.

Fan Yu caught a glimpse of his dark face, and the corners of his mouth curved into a smile, and he lightly parted his lips, "It's been so long, I only vaguely remember that that little girl is about the same age as you."

He said, turned around and walked towards the Fan family's villa.

The distance between the two families is not very far.

Unlike the Xing family, although the Fan family went abroad, they still retained their domestic industries.

Including the villa where Fan Yu lived.

The villa that has been vacant has been taken care of by dedicated people, and it doesn't look too old.

Fan Yu led them to the small door in the backyard, opened the door and walked inside.

Soon, I saw a window sill.

Just by raising your toes, you can see the scene in the room.

"This is my room. You used to like to step on the stone slabs, lie on the window sill, and listen to me playing the piano. Sometimes you would fall asleep while listening to it." Fan Yu pointed to the smooth area on the window sill. said with a smile.

Memories are always tender.

At that time, she was young, but she was as big as a brat.

She looks cute and delicate, but when no one is around, she becomes extra boyish.

Climb over walls, climb trees, drill through fences...

You can get all the special skills you are good at.

She turned herself into a little cat, and when she appeared on his window sill, she could still say to him confidently, "Brother Fanyu, I did this just to see you. If you don't play the piano for me, Listen, does that make sense?"

As a result, as soon as he played the piano for her, she would be sleeping like a little pig on his window sill.

Even when he carried her to the bed, she would just chirp, turn over, and continue sleeping.

Sometimes she would tug on his sleeves and talk in his sleep, "Brother Fanyu, you play the piano so beautifully. I feel sleepy as soon as I listen to it..."

When he listened to it, he just felt dumbfounded.

Looking back now, if she didn't have absolute trust, how could she fall asleep in front of him so easily...

The question that Fan Yu thought of, Yu Yuehan also thought of.

The angular handsome face darkened little by little.

The whole body was filled with a cold air that kept strangers away.

Holding Nian Xiaomu's hand, she kept tightening...

He was jealous, very jealous.

Jealous that they had such a small and beautiful past, jealous of her past that he had no time to participate in.

If she hadn't lost her memory, what kind of existence would Fan Yu be in her heart?

If one day she remembers...

Yu Yuehan frowned and his face became darker.

"Well, what happened in the past is in the past. You said you wouldn't mind..." Nian Xiaomu came to his side, cleared her throat, and spoke in a low voice.

Hearing this, Yu Yuehan looked sideways at her, with deep black eyes on his stern face, and his thin lips parted slightly as he met her smart eyes, "Nian Xiaomu, you never told me before that you were so good at flirting when you were a child. "

Nian Xiaomu: "o(╯□╰)o..."

So, does he care about her past now?