The first time Jiang Yan met Shen Li was at a wedding banquet.
Just as he was about to leave, his trouser leg was grabbed by a little girl with a milky voice.
She was wearing a light pink skirt and a pair of small leather shoes. She had bright black eyes. She looked up at him and timidly shouted: "Brother."
Jiang Yan lowered his head and looked at her indifferently, frowning slightly: "You have recognized the wrong person."
The little girl immediately shook her head, hugging his calf and not letting go: "No, I want you to be my brother."
Jiang Yan: "..."
He tried to pull her away impatiently, but the Shen parents got drunk and stuffed the little girl into his arms, patted his shoulder and said with a smile: "Xiaoyan, I will ask you to take care of Lili from now on!"
Jiang Yan frowned and looked at the milk dumplings in his arms. The little girl's round face was pressed against his suit, and her eyes were watery and full of dependence.
He sighed, as if fate had really given him a little tail.
Very nice, my type