After Xiaoyun recovered from her illness, she seemed to be a little less lively than before, and sometimes she would be alone in the yard in a daze.

It's getting late and night has fallen.

Seeing Yang Lin coming over, the little girl slowly turned around, looked up at Yang Lin, and said, "Uncle, you're out..."

"What, what are you thinking about?"

"No, no..." Xiaoyun reacted greatly, and quickly explained with a red face.

Yang Lin smiled: "Did I disturb you?"

"ah?"

"Because someone is missing spring."

"No!" Xiaoyun's face was red and she lowered her head, not daring to look at Yang Lin: "If I continue to talk nonsense, Yun'er will ignore me."

"Haha." Yang Lin smiled and rubbed the little girl's head, nodded and said, "I understand, Yun'er is thinking about life."

"Yun'er ignored my uncle."

"That's thinking about what to eat for dinner."

"Humph, I won't care anymore."

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore, let's see what good things your uncle has brought for you."

"I don't want to look at it!"

"If you really don't want to read it, then I will give it to someone else."

"Uncle, you did it on purpose!"

"Yeah, aren't you curious about what good stuff it is?"

"I'm not curious!" The little girl originally planned to reply harshly, but when the words came to her lips, she still asked eagerly: "What is it?"

Yang Lin took out a small porcelain bottle from behind like a magic trick, handed it to Xiaoyun, and said: "Open it quickly, smell it and see."

The ordinary small porcelain bottle has a few dots of ink bamboo outlined with an ink pen on the surface, which looks elegant and elegant. When you pull out the cork wrapped in red cloth, a burst of fragrance suddenly hits your nose.

When Xiaoyun heard it, she closed her eyes and was intoxicated by it.

Yang Lin saw this and thought to himself, indeed, no woman can escape the temptation of perfume.

The little girl held the perfume bottle in her hand and felt like stars were popping out of her eyes. She said excitedly: "Uncle, what is this?"

"Perfume, gardenia fragrance, a gift for Yun'er, do you like it?"

Sure enough, the little girl nodded cutely and satisfied: "I like it!"

"Every time before you go out, sprinkle a little, not too much."

"My uncle is so kind!"

"Women are duplicitous animals."

"No, my uncle is the best."

"Okay, okay, I have only researched a few scents of perfume for the time being. Let's try it on my family first. By the way, this bottle is for Rong'er. It's lily scented and should suit her style."

"How do you know that the young lady likes Lily?"

"Ahem..." Yang Lin thought unkindly of Shen Yourong and Xiao

The scene where Yun is sleeping together is too charming and sinful.

"Remember to keep it secret, we will make money from this in the future."

"Okay, but the lady asked Yun'er to sleep here tonight and not go back until tomorrow morning."

"..."

"Do you dislike Yun'er for not following the rules?"

"Nothing."

"That means you dislike Yun'er for being shameless." The little girl said more and more outrageously, her voice became smaller and smaller, her eyes were red, and she felt herself falling into a self-blaming mood.

Yang Lin blinked innocently, probably being distracted by the girl's complicated thoughts. He finally sorted it out and said with a smile: "You silly girl, what are you thinking about?"

Xiaoyun lowered her head, silently rubbed the corner of her clothes, then raised her head to look at Yang Lin, bit her lip: "Yun'er... Yun'er..."

"You sleep in the room, and I'll make a bed on the floor in the living room."

"Yun'er didn't mean that..."

"Your uncle is not an unreasonable person."

"Uncle..."

"Okay, I'll explain it to Rong'er, don't worry."

"No, uncle..."

"I feel like this is a conspiracy. Rong'er deliberately sent you to test my determination?" Yang Lin made an irrelevant joke in order to relieve the little girl's nervousness: "This is too disrespectful to your uncle."

"Well... the lady didn't mean this, it was Yun'er... Yun'er promised the lady to take good care of my uncle... I will sleep on the floor at night... My uncle, please don't blame the miss..." Xiao Yun bit her lower lip and felt like it was...

She burst into tears, her voice as thin as a mosquito's fly: "It's because Yun'er is ignorant..."

"knew."

"My uncle dislikes Xiaoyun."

"..."

"My uncle is admitting it if he doesn't say anything."

"You're going to sleep here today, and you won't go anywhere!" Yang Lin said viciously, and he picked up the little girl and put her directly on the bed.

When the little girl was caught by Yang Lin, her whole body went limp, and she said with a red face: "Uncle, Yun'er..."

Yang Lin almost spit out his nosebleed when he heard it. He glared at her and said, "Shut up!"

The little girl shrank her neck in fear, looking weak and pitiful.

Yang Lin could no longer pretend to be a bad person, so he could only quickly comfort the little girl: "Okay, sleep well and don't think about it."

"Uncle, where are you going?"

"Go get the oil lamp."

"Well, uncle, don't leave Yun'er alone..."

"No, you can sleep inside."

By the time Yang Lin brought the oil lamp, the little girl had already taken off her coat and huddled in the bed, leaving only the white silk clothes she wore for sleeping. Her body was so stiff that she didn't dare to move.

Yang Lin smiled helplessly and shook his head, took off his robe, and lay on the bed. Neither of them spoke, and they could hear each other's heartbeats in the quiet air.

Yang Lin is not a saint who sits still, but he is not a beast enough to attack a little girl... Whether voluntarily or not, this place is really a bit shabby now, and he doesn't want to leave any bad impression on the little girl.

Regarding this matter and the future, he actually didn’t have too many thoughts in his heart. He just muddle along and make peace with it as it comes. Before many things happened, there was no point in thinking too much, but now he had to take care of the girl.

mood.

As a human being, Yang Lin has actually experienced everything he should have experienced in his two lives, but the actual experience of interacting with a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl is like a blank sheet of paper.

Maybe it's best not to say anything at this time.

After a long time, Yang Lin got up to put out the oil lamp.

He turned around and found the girl's eyes blinking at him.

"Why haven't you slept yet?"

"Uncle, Yun'er can't sleep."

"Okay, it's indeed a bit early to go to bed now."

"My uncle can't sleep either?"

"..."

"It's Yun'er's fault."

"..."

"Why don't I tell Yun'er stories? When Yun'er couldn't sleep when she was little, Miss also liked to tell stories to Yun'er."

"Then let's tell a story about a beast that is worse than a beast."

"Well?"

"It's better not to talk about it. It's too bleak."

"Actually, Yun'er has heard of it a long time ago."

"..."

"So Yun'er said it's true that my uncle is a very nice person."

"Don't hand out good guy cards randomly if it's okay, in case I really become worse than a beast."
To be continued...