Pushing open the door of the sundries room on the third floor, Ji Yanhan looked at some old things in order, and instantly saw the photo album.

Every corner of the house is carefully cleaned by servants every day, so even things that he hasn't touched for several years are still as clean as new and spotless.

After Ji Yanhan got the photo album, he turned on a wall lamp beside him.

Ji Yanhan, who was wearing a nightgown, sat on the floor in a casual posture, and began to look through old photos of him when he was a child.

Turning over one by one, the age is getting younger and younger.

Finally, he saw the photo he left when he was three or four years old. Although it was a bit outdated, he looked like a little fool in the photo, smiling happily, and beside him lay a brother who was three years younger than him.

Ji Yanhan squinted his eyes, looked at his childhood appearance, and found that he was very similar to his son's appearance.

Thinking of this, Ji Yanhan hooked his thin lips, and couldn't help chuckling.

Just as he was immersed in the world in the photo, the door was pushed open, and Uncle Yuan walked in in surprise.

When he saw Ji Yanhan sitting on the floor with no image, he froze.

Ji Yanhan didn't expect that Uncle Yuan would come up, and he immediately stood up from the ground, as if he had done something embarrassing.

"Master, it's you. I thought the servant was careless and forgot to turn off the light." Uncle Yuan was also very embarrassed. Just now, the young master was sitting on the floor with no image of the young master. Would the young master directly blind him?

Ji Yanhan raised his hand solemnly: "Uncle Yuan, it's getting late, you should go and rest quickly, I want to see some old things, I will turn off the lights."

Uncle Yuan hurriedly backed away as if he had got a big deal, and said with concern as he retreated: "Master, you should also rest early and pay attention to your body."

After finishing speaking, Uncle Yuan closed the door in a cold sweat and left quickly.

All of Ji Yanhan's interest was dispelled by the sudden appearance of Uncle Yuan. He closed the album, turned and went out.

When he reached the stairs, he suddenly saw a petite figure standing at the door of his room with his head down.

The half-raised little hand seemed to be planning to push the door of his room.

However, when the little hand was about to touch the doorknob, it hung down in panic.

Ji Yanhan folded his arms around his chest, crossed his long legs, and leaned lazily against the wall next to him, looking at the struggling expression on this woman's little face with interest and playfulness.

Of course, Tang Youyou didn't know that there was a pair of deep and charming eyes peeking at her embarrassing behavior.

However, she had to ask him exactly what he was going to do, whether he wanted to promote his godmother.

Otherwise, how should she tell her godmother about this when she goes to work early tomorrow morning?

She didn't want to disappoint the godmother, because the godmother must have been looking forward to it for a long time.

Tang Youyou kept twisting her two little hands together, her beautiful eyes flashed with nervousness.

However, if she did this, would she be too proactive?

In case Ji Yanhan takes it as a joke, how will she continue to maintain her motherly prestige in front of the children in the future?

Will Ji Yanhan also regard her as a very casual woman? In order to achieve the goal, take the initiative to seduce him by any means?

When Tang Youyou was in a dilemma, Meimou inadvertently glanced at the corridor next to her.

In an instant, I met a pair of smiling eyes. JrNovels.com