In the huge hotel room, the fragrance of pastoral landscape paintings on the wall has not subsided, and the air is filled with a faint fragrance of lavender, showing the quiet and elegant nature of the hotel owner.

A large mahogany round table is placed in it, with two red carp surrounding the beads in the center of the table, lifelike, which is a manifestation of hospitality.

However, the large and small burlap bags, woven bags, various mountain delicacies, seafood, strange and shiny stones and jewelry placed around the round table make people feel like they are thieves sharing the spoils.

It was obviously Linus who sat in the upper seat. He saw that his face was as deep as water, and calmly asked the waiter to serve tea to everyone who came to visit.

"Little Friend Yang Jian", the uncle stroked his beard, "It's rare that you come to visit me. The little girl is out and it's not convenient to see guests. She only has some tea to entertain you, and I hope you can forgive me."

"Uncle Lin is serious," Yang Jian clasped his fists with his hands, "I'm here to visit you. In order to repay your kindness, I specially prepared some small gifts."

"Ahem," Linus bowed and coughed dryly.

"Xiao Yang", he wanted to speak but stopped, but his eyes kept glancing at the gifts on the table.

"I'm just saying it's okay."

"I know what you want to your little girl," Linus's face looked solemn, "I just said it clearly."

Yang Jian's face immediately turned into a serious listening look.

"Ceria was raised by me and always regarded as a pearl in my hand." He seemed to have a hidden secret.

"Uncle made it clear."

Yang Jian bent down slightly, his face becoming more and more sincere.

"I know you all have this intention. As a parent, I naturally hope that the little girl can belong."

Linus stared into Yang Jian's eyes.

"But, young man, can you prove that you are capable of taking this responsibility?"

"Uncle", Yang Jian raised his head and looked serious.

"Although I, Yang Jian, cannot be said to be rich, I am still rich and rich. I believe that I have the ability to give Celia happiness, and love and care for her for the rest of my life."

"Yes," Linus nodded slightly, "It seems that you have grown a lot this year, young man."

"Are these your companions?"

"Yes, these are my adventure partners."

"Hans, Bob, Feng, and...uh," Yang Jian looked around.

"Huh? Where has Xixi gone?"

Everyone was watching.

"Oh, my legs," Linus howled.

Everyone was shocked.

"Uncle Lin, what's wrong with you?" Yang Jian looked at him with concern.

Linus looked heartbroken, covered his face with his left hand and pointed his right hand under the table.

Everyone looked under the table.

Sissi held Linus' thighs with both hands, hanging in the air, as if she was still crawling upwards.

"Quick...take her down." Linus immediately covered his face with both hands, and his body trembled like a sieve.

The gunman Feng left the table, took a deep breath, walked over, grabbed the buttons of Sissi's clothes on her back, and gently lifted her up.

"I'm naughty again," Feng murmured in a low voice.

Linas's face turned red, and his hands were holding the table, as if he was still in shock.

Why do the uncle always look like this when he meets a cute little loli?

Yang Jian knocked the table speechlessly with his index finger.

"Uncle Lin, Xixi is like a child, don't mind."

"No, no, no, where?" Linas wiped his sweat.

Yang Jian stood up.
Chapter completed!