[Chapter 166]:Nanny

Some of these things like feelings need to fall in love at first sight, and some need to accumulate precipitation over time. Although the love at first sight is too romantic, it still can't catch up with the accumulated precipitation. At least you can feel a sincere feeling from every bit. Even men like Tang Monk like to be with their sisters who used to get along with each other day and night.

After returning home, the two said good night to each other, and then ran to their own room.

Tang Yan, who walked to the room, thought a lot. In fact, it was not that she didn't know her identity, and it was not that they were just secrets as the older generation of the Tang family thought. However, although the secret had been stolen by herself, in order to get along with the man in her heart, she didn't mind that she just did it. That man's sister. Although it is painful, at least it also experiences happiness. The so-called pain but happiness is this kind of artistic conception! It's just that no one knows about this kind of pain and happiness. The woman leaning against the door sighed deeply and began to untie her lazy clothes.

Tang Monk, who returned to the room, didn't feel anything. No matter how smart he was, no matter how much he was a conspiratorial in his mind, he would not think of some dog-blooded plot, not to mention that there was no sign of this kind of dog-blooded plot. If he thought about that place, he really felt that he must have a sister-in-law complex. Beasts.

Looking at the sleeping little girl, Tang Seng smiled slightly. Looking at the sleeping little face, although it is very young, it gives people a charming beauty. The charming atmosphere that inadvertently reveals makes ordinary men not think that the little girl is only eight years old.

Tang Seng, who squatted at the head of the bed, smiled at the corners of his mouth and whispered, "When you grow up, you must be a beauty embryo that turns all sentient beings upside down. I don't know who has this gorgeous blessing to enjoy your delicious meal.

Although Tang Monk thinks he is not a good person, he can't make the idea of raising a young girl as his wife, and he doesn't care about this kind of seed of a beauty embryo that reverses all sentient beings. If he has this idea, it is estimated that the noble woman Aunt Chen will be very responsible for cherishing him. Cut it off, it's called: protect underage girls.

Tang Seng smiled and kissed the little girl gently on the forehead. Then turn around and go to the sofa to sleep.

Tang Monk, who slept until midnight, did not expect that this little girl with a beautiful face like a disaster for the country and the people had already got up from ** and squatted next to the sofa to watch her sleeping soundly. Tang Monk, who always felt that he was sleeping and dreamed of a beautiful woman taking a naked bath, thought that he must have saliva on his mouth. He quickly got up and said as if a beautiful woman was peeped by a pervert, "Why are you getting up so late?"

"Brother Tang Monk, I want you to sleep with me in your arms." The little girl said coquettishly. Although he was only seven or eight years old, that mature and charming breath made Tang Monk, who tried to blasphage a woman in his sleep, feel that he must be dreaming at this time. He just saw the young little face. Even if the hormones in his body were sharply increased, he did not dare to press the seven- or eight-year-old girl under his body. It was the behavior of a beast.

"What's the matter?" After rubbing his eyes and waking up from the confused world, Tang Monk asked.

"I can't sleep alone." The little girl pouted and rubbed against the sofa.

"Why can't you sleep? Didn't you sleep soundly just now?"

"My mother used to sleep with me in my arms. But no one hugged me to sleep today. Since it's not the right time for the strong play, Aunt Qiongyao's crying drama will definitely move you. Although the girl doesn't have that kind of tearful performance, that kind of tearful eyes really can't stand Tang Monk. He can only disarm and surrender and pick up the girl from the sofa to ** to sleep. The girl felt a very warm scene, but Tang Monk still felt that he was suffering. The kind of beauty lying on her chest, but the unimaginable situation could be felt. It was just that the little girl who kept rubbing Tang Monk's chest naturally did not know that Tang Monk's brother was suffering in her heart at this time. Although he dodged again and again, the other party's aimless and unscrupulous teasing really made Tang Monk feel that the explosion was certain.

It was not until the girl was asleep that Tang Monk reluctantly abandoned some kind of dirty idea in his heart and quickly fell asleep.

It was already seven o'clock in the morning when I woke up. Perhaps the suffering last night made Tang Monk, who was used to getting up at six o'clock in the morning, feel ashamed, especially when he didn't see that his energetic grandfather had come back from morning exercise. Only then did he really understand the real meaning of the saying that women are evil.

But Tang Monk, who can't stop exercising, is still the same as before, morning running, Tai Chi. It took more than an hour to get rid of the tired spirit. He went home for breakfast in high spirits, and he had received a phone call saying that Sima said he was looking for himself.

Presumably Sima has thought it over.

Whether it's good news or bad news, at least I'm not passive now.

The little girl had fallen asleep and came down from upstairs and was washing. When she saw Tang Monk's brother coming back, she quickly washed it, and then obediently brought bread and milk for Tang Seng. It seems that Tang Seng, who almost didn't sleep well by this little girl last night, just took the bread in the other party's hand with a smile and praised her for being so good.

After dinner, he planned to leave, but in the face of the little girl's impermitment, Tang Monk really felt that he must have owed something to the little girl in his last life, but he had nothing to do with her. Although he is not a person who likes children, the girl's tearful expression, coupled with the charming color, makes Tang Monk feel that if he doesn't agree to her, he is the same as Chen Shimei who abandoned Qin Xianglian. Of course, this seven- or eight-year-old child is naturally Qin Xianglian, which Tang Monk thinks.

Tang Monk had to find the little girl's killer and find Aunt Chen. Originally, I thought that Aunt Chen would feel that she would lead the little girl to ruin her. I won't promise the little girl to follow her, but the noble woman waved her hand and said with a smile, "Since Mengli likes you so much, you can help me take care of the child for a few days, and I will be relaxed alone."

Tang Monk felt like a nanny. Although he was very reluctant, he also knew that the noble woman's so-called child care was also to put Chen Mengli aside to let her play by herself, but he played the role of the girl's "nanny". In the face of that noble woman, Tang Monk really didn't dare to say that he didn't want to. In addition, the girl in his arms had looked at him with tears in his eyes. Tang Monk can only helplessly shoulder the identity of taking care of the child.

A handsome man holding a girl who looks young but exudes some kind of enchanting color in his bones. It is really a strange picture, giving people a sense of discordant beauty, but he can't say what is discordant, but the beauty must exist. The photographer who did not take the camera believes that this painting must give people a dreamlike reverie. The title is: Ghost Past Love.

After walking out of the door of the community and waiting for a few minutes, I saw the yellow Lamborghini sports car coming and parked next to Tang Monk. I saw the little girl in the painting in Tang Monk's arms. I asked doubtfully, "Master, who is this little girl? Why do you still learn from others to take care of children!"

Chen Mengli, a charming girl, seems to have no interest in the man in front of her who looks absolutely more handsome than Tang Monk in the eyes of others, and she doesn't even look at him. His eyes never left the man holding him.

"The neighbor's child." Tang Seng smiled and said.

Although the girl who got out of the car was not interested in children, she still wanted to tease the little girl who exuded some kind of enchanting woman in her bones, and said with a smile, "Call me uncle."

Just let the girl, who has been touted in the women's circle, unexpectedly get the little girl's white eyes. An indifferent expression. It made me feel helpless for a while.

Although he is only eight years old, he does not have the shyness of ordinary children, nor does he have the desire to express ordinary children.

I got on the car, and the car was driving all the way.

He has been looking at this strange girl through the rearview mirror, but he still can't find everything that a child should have from the girl. Although he only looked at the rearview mirror every ten seconds, he never saw the girl's eyes leave Tang Monk.

He muttered to himself in his heart, "The little girl is really too precocious now."

"It's so beautiful. What did Sima say to you? Tang Monk asked the absent-minded.

"None. He didn't say anything, but when I brought him food this morning, he said he wanted to see you. I have something to discuss with you. You told me yesterday that if anything happens to Sima, I will inform you first. Then I called you." His eyes left the girl and focused on answering Tang Monk's question.

"Presumably he will give me the answer I want. This is a clue that brings me closer to the target!" Tang Seng felt relieved that he could finally find some information about the person behind the scenes, and seemed to feel that he would not have to worry about the future of the Tang family every day in the near future.

"If that boy is so ignorant of current affairs, I'll do this kind of thing." She said with a smile, but it gave people a gloomy and horrible feeling, but the little girl still looked at the man beside her with a cute expression. He snuggled in a man's arms very well-behaved and affectionately.

"Mengli, I'll listen to a few sisters later. Brother Tang Seng is going to do something. Tang Monk is really a little afraid of this little girl. If he has been relying on himself, I'm afraid that there is really a problem with seeing Sima. Although it is not a bloody scene, the scene of fighting wits and courage does not want to be seen by this little girl who has nothing to the world.

"Are they your girlfriends?" The little girl, who had been silent for a long time, asked.

It made him laugh, and he could clearly feel that there was a lot of jealousy in this sentence. Although he doesn't know why he feels that way.