Ling Qiyang, who grew up in France and studied and lived with his uncle after he could walk, was very famous in the Paris kindergarten. Not only can he speak three languages, but he is also good at mental arithmetic, very sensitive to numbers, and has practiced some fighting skills.

According to his uncle, Ling Qiyang, who has no father, has been favored by the heavens. He is very talented and can learn everything at once.

This is good, he can protect himself and his sister by going out.

But no, after three years of hard training with his doctoral student uncle who loves martial arts, it is more than enough for Ling Qiyang to deal with Mi Rongxing who is about the same age.

"Let go, let go!" Mi Rongxing struggled, his little arm hurt so much that he was about to shed tears.

He regretted it to death. He really shouldn\'t have gone to the third floor to play alone. Mom and Dad are talking to someone in the banquet hall. Who can save him?

Looking up and seeing a waiter approaching, he opened his mouth and shouted, "Come here... um!"

The mouth was covered again by a pair of white and tender hands, and the pretty little face in front of her eyes was angry, "If you shout again, I\'ll sew your mouth shut!"

Mi Rongxing opened his big phoenix eyes, looking at her big eyes shining like black pearls... A gleam of joy flashed across his face.

He shook his head hastily, and then the siblings let him go.

Ling Qiyang clapped his hands, but saw the little fat man hugging Ling Qiyue, yelling, "Little princess, I finally found you."

Um? Ling Qiyang was startled.

"I\'m not a little princess, I\'m Ling Qiyue." Little Suancai blushed anxiously, put her little hand on his chest and pushed it out, "You\'re too fat, you\'re going to crush me to death."

Ling Qiyang helped push Mi Rongxing away, and stood in front of him, with a domineering manner, "She is my younger sister, don\'t misunderstand her!"

"I\'ve seen her in the movie, she is my little princess." Mi Rongxing insisted on his cognition.

Ling Qiyue shook her hand at him, blinking her big eyes, "I have never acted in a movie." After speaking, she took Ling Qiyang\'s hand, "Guokuo, let\'s go."

"Don\'t go!" Mi Rongxing rushed forward and pulled Ling Qiyue.

Ling Qiyang stretched out his hand and pushed, and he screamed and fell to the ground. Looking at the backs of the brothers and sisters running away, he was angry and wronged, "Little princess, I won\'t eat you!"

The two brothers and sisters ran to the corridor outside the hall, panting for breath, when they heard footsteps behind them, Ling Qiyue was afraid that the little fat man would catch up, and wanted to run again.

"Wait." Ling Qiyang took her hand.

Ling Qiyue raised her head and saw that it was Gu Mingxuan who came, her eyes widened immediately. Leaning on her brother\'s shoulder, she stared blankly at the very handsome President Gu.

There was a pair of beautiful children holding hands standing in the spacious and bright corridor, Gu Mingxuan subconsciously glanced at them, this glance made his cold as ice ink eyes stagnate suddenly, and stopped his footsteps.

The special assistant behind him also froze, why does this boy look so much like the president?

"What\'s your name?" Gu Mingxuan suddenly squatted down, his eyes fixed on Ling Qiyang\'s face.

Ling Qiyang stared at him for a few seconds before answering calmly: "My name is Ling Qiyang, and this is my younger sister. Her name is Ling Qiyue."

"Yes, my name is Ling Qiyue, and my nickname is Sauerkraut." Ling Qiyue came back to her senses, her blushing face came up to her, and she stretched out her small hand boldly to touch Gu Mingxuan\'s face, and asked directly , "Uncle, do you have a wife?"

Her fingers softly touched her cheek, and Gu Mingxuan couldn\'t help tightening her skin...

A car accident five years ago took away all his memories and made his body very sensitive. He didn\'t like women approaching him. Once a woman touched him, he reacted as if he had been shocked by an electric shock. Responding, he slammed her away.

If a woman\'s scent wafts into his nostrils, he will sneeze.

But now he didn\'t shake off the little milk bag in front of him, on the contrary, her touch gave him a strange warmth in his heart, and his mood was still calm.

Unable to help, he pulled the soft and cute little sauerkraut and smiled at her, "Why do you ask this?"

This scene stunned the special assistant Ji Feng next to him...

Can the president touch girls?