My Husband, Warm The Bed

Even though Little Ranran was small and only a little over three years old, her cleverness was something that many children couldn\'t compare to. It was just in accordance with what people often said, a small fry.

However, there was a reason why Little Ranran was so clever.

Little Ranran\'s father was the one who was at the helm of the Sheng Tian. He was the one who had jumped a few levels in school, an influential figure who had never broken his record.

Then she looked at Little Ranran\'s mother. When she was in school all those years ago, no one dared to test first, and no one ever did. She was sent to the best university in the capital.

Most importantly, Xiao Qinghe felt that Little Ranran\'s cleverness was due to his extremely quick-witted uncle.

They all said that their nieces were like their uncles. He felt that Little Ranran\'s cleverness was most similar to his.

He had not stepped into this place for months. It was just like he remembered, but it was also a little different from what he remembered. It seemed to be a little warmer than the last time he came.

Perhaps it wasn\'t that this place had changed, but that the person they had been looking for for for three years, the true mistress of this place, had returned.

He did not let the servant lead the way. Before he even entered the living room, he heard Little Ranran\'s soft voice: "Sister, of course, other than daddy, I like you the most, don\'t I?"

"That\'s right. I like my dad the most, and I like our Little Ranran as well." Of course, Jian Ran was talking about her own father.

It had been three years since he heard that voice, but he could tell right away that there was no one else other than Jian Ran.

Xiao Qinghe entered the room and saw Jian Ran squatting on the ground with Little Ranran. No one knew what they were playing with. Anyway, they were playing very seriously and no one noticed him.

Hearing what Jian Ran said, Little Ranran\'s tone changed. She felt that her sister\'s favorite person was her father, and her father only liked her after that.

But she felt that she was cuter than her father and more likeable than him. Shouldn\'t her elder sister be the first to like her?

Could it be that when her father left today, he said that she would cry and her elder sister heard it, so her elder sister despised her?

However, even when she was crying, she was still very good-looking.

Seeing that the little fellow had the expression of \'you bullied me and I\'m about to cry for you to see\', Jian Ran felt that it was both fu

y and painful. She couldn\'t help but point the little fellow by the nose and ask, "Little Ranran, why aren\'t you happy?"

"Elder sister, why do you not like Ran Ran the most? Dad is not so cute. " Little Ranran blinked, tears of grievance welling up in her eyes.

Knowing that Little Ranran had misunderstood, Jian Ran wanted to explain, but when she thought about it again, even if she did, Little Ranran might not be able to understand.

She held Little Ranran in her arms and rubbed Little Ranran\'s pink cheeks. "Ranran\'s favorite thing is Little Ranran. She won\'t like anyone else."

Hearing this answer, Little Ranran smiled in satisfaction. "Yes, yes. Little Ranran likes Ranran the most, too. She likes father."

"Of course you don\'t like Uncle?"

Just as they were deep in conversation, a male voice rang out, causing Jian Ran and Little Ranran to turn around at the same time.

Little Ranran immediately ran and shouted, "Uncle, hug me!"

Xiao Qinghe walked over, hugged Little Ranran and pinched her cheek. "Of course, don\'t you miss Uncle at all?"

Jian Ran didn\'t recognize this person. Hearing Little Ranran call him uncle, she naturally knew that this man was from Little Ranran\'s mother\'s family, so she couldn\'t help but glance at him a couple of times.

Xiao Qinghe noticed her prying eyes and replied her with a polite smile: "Miss Jian, how are you!"

"Hello!" Jian Ran nodded, thinking to herself, this is the first time I\'ve met this person, how did he know her surname was Jane?

"Before I came, I talked to Little Ranran\'s father. He said that Little Ranran invited a very important guest home, so I know your surname is Jane." Xiao Qinghe saw through Jian Ran\'s thoughts with a glance.

Jian Ran: "??"

"My surname is Xiao, and my name is Xiao Qinghe." Xiao Qing He continued, "It\'s Little Ranran\'s mother\'s blood brother."

Jian Ran nodded and did not continue the conversation. She just felt that it was very strange. Recently, they had met for the first time and told her some very private things.

To be honest, Xiao Qinghe did not care about the relationship between Jian Ran and Little Ranran\'s mother at all. Since she came to the Qin Family, she only liked Little Ranran purely because she didn\'t have any other motive.

"Don\'t think too much, Miss Jian. I have no ill intentions towards you. Furthermore, Little Ranran has a good eye for people. Anyone she likes must be a very good person. " After exchanging a few simple words with Jian Ran, with Xiao Qinghe\'s many years of experience, he was sure that Jian Ran had really lost her memories and wasn\'t faking it.

"Big sister is a good person, of course I like big sister." Little Ranran opened her arms and hugged Jian Ranso. "Of course I like Sister\'s hug."

"Little Ranran, your sister and you haven\'t eaten yet, right? Can Uncle accompany you to eat?" Xiao Qinghe handed Little Ranran to Jian Ran and walked towards the dining room. "Aunt Qian, I\'ll have to trouble you to prepare di

er for the two of us."

Jian Ran caught Little Ranran and was stu

ed for a while. It was the same when she saw Qin Xiaobao two days ago. They all pushed Little Ranran to her, as if she was the closest person to Little Ranran.

At the di

er table, Xiao Qinghe didn\'t ask Jian Ran any special questions. He just casually chatted with her for a while, but these few sentences were enough for him.

After di

er, Xiao Qinghe left. Although he said that he wanted to go out to play with his friends, he was actually going to report to Qin Yue.

After having Ranran, Little Ranran, the servant at home, didn\'t want anyone else. After eating di

er, she pulled Jian Ran upstairs, saying that she wanted Ranran to sleep with her.

The maid had prepared a guest room for Jian Ran. Now that she had been dragged away by Little Ranran, Jian Ran could not bear to refuse. She thought that Little Ranran also had her own room, so it didn\'t matter if she accompanied Little Ranran.

Who would\'ve thought that Little Ranran would drag her into the master bedroom.

Jian Ran looked over and saw a desk in the hall near the balcony. There were a few books on the shelves and an easel beside the desk.

?? It was a familiar setting.

Jian Ran pulled Little Ranran back and said softly, "Little Ranran, this is father\'s room. Can you come with sister to your room?"

"Of course, we\'ll sleep with dad, Ranran and Little Ranran, and we\'ll sleep together." Little Ranran had a separate room, but she had never slept in it. To her, her father\'s room was her room.