Chapter 2346 The First Call of Dad

This castle is very big. Fang Chixia led Xiaoyi and followed the servant, staring at the castle as they walked.

The corridor was very quiet. The afternoon sun was warm and scattered all over the ground, but Fang Chixia felt that it was a bit cold.

The servant walked in front, respectful from beginning to end, and did not say a word to her, quietly leading her way.

Fang Chixia followed behind her, her steps were very slow, and she stared at both sides of the corridor as she walked.

When she passed one of the rooms, she couldn't help but pause.

She didn't know why she stopped, as if she was pulled by a force, and her steps suddenly stopped as she walked.

On her side, she was facing a room.

The door was closed.

She didn't know who lived in the room.

She didn't know what this room was used for.

There was nothing special about the door, just a simple white tone.

The two paintings on the side of the door were much more attractive than the door panel.

Van Gogh's famous paintings, Sunflowers and Starry Night, are art collections worth hundreds of millions.

Fang Chixia stopped outside the door for a long time, staring at the door and the paintings. She felt that it was the two paintings that attracted her to stop.

Fang Chixia was not very interested in things that were too literary. After looking at them for a while, she withdrew her sight.

With a steady pace, she followed the servant to continue walking to one end of the corridor.

After walking a few steps, she kept turning her head to stare at the door.

"Xia Xia, what are you thinking about?" Xiao Yi's voice suddenly came from the side.

Fang Chixia came back to her senses and shook her head lightly.

"No, let's go!"

Leading Xiao Yi, she quickened her pace to keep up with the servant.

As soon as the two figures disappeared, another figure appeared at the end of the corridor.

Qing Muchen stood in the corridor holding Xiao Chenxi, staring at the direction where Fang Chixia disappeared for a long time.

After making sure that she did not look back, he held Xiao Chenxi and came to the door where Fang Chixia had just stopped step by step.

The door of the room was gently pushed open, and he stared at the direction of the bed in the room quietly. He came to the window with Xiao Chenxi in his arms.

He said nothing, just put Xiao Chenxi down, and then quietly closed the door and walked out.

The room was surprisingly quiet, and a young man was lying quietly on the bed.

The man seemed to be sleeping, with dense and long eyelashes covering his eyes like feather fans, and the sunlight cast a silhouette in his eye sockets, with deep and fascinating facial features.

The afternoon sun was quietly shining, and the man was bathed in the mottled sunlight, and the jumping light and shadow danced on his exquisite face. Such a man made Xiao Chenxi suddenly think of the ancient Greek god sculpture standing in the fountain in the back garden of the palace.

Xiao Chenxi sat cross-legged on the bed and stared at him for a long time.

Her eyes moved up and down on him, and she stretched out her little hand to touch his hand tentatively. Not being rejected, she tentatively touched his face again.

She was not big to begin with, so the arc of her movements was naturally small, and she seemed to deliberately slow down, as if she was afraid of waking up the sleeping man.

The small hand, with its warmth, stayed on the man's face for a while.

It was soft and fluffy, just like cotton.

She touched his face for a long time, but was still not rejected. She seemed to be getting bolder.

Her small body threw herself into the man's arms, lying on his chest, kissing him here and there on his face, and then, hugging his neck, she called out very clearly, "Daddy!"