Chapter 907 the three-year-old Miss Sha

In the eyes of outsiders, such behavior clearly represented a different meaning.

Some things were indeed natural. People would always be biased toward their own family.

After a meal, the family finished eating amiably. Then, Luo Rongci went upstairs.

Sha Zhixing accompanied the rest of the family to sit downstairs for a while and also went upstairs.

When she came to the stairs, she was about to return to the master bedroom when she happened to run into Luo Rongci who seemed to have something going on downstairs.

The two of them bumped into each other on the stairs. Sha Zhixing waved at him and turned around to walk towards the bedroom. Just as she took a step out, her wrist was grabbed by Luo Rongci from behind.

One move made Sha Zhixing's back stiffen. She looked at her hand that he was holding and her gaze turned stiffly towards him.

"Rongci, what's wrong? "

Luo RONGCI's gaze glanced at her stomach. After a moment of silence, he slowly said, "I was reading the information of the company's design department upstairs. There are some things that I don't understand. Do you have time to help me? "

"Sure, I'll go up to help you. " Sha Zhixing didn't expect such a small thing and agreed readily.

Luo Rongci let go of her wrist and walked in front of her to his own floor.

They went to the study room one after the other. Luo Rongci gave her the chair in front of the desk, put a piece of information on the desk in front of her, and stood next to her.

Sha Zhixing opened the information and glanced at it. She took a pen and circled it and annotated it, then patiently explained for him "I came up with these reports. The first vote is the data of all the works that were voted by the members of the design department. The second vote is the result of an online activity that I organized for the customers to vote for. I've shortened the sales performance to everyday. "

Sha Zhixing explained in detail. As she spoke, her hands kept drawing on the documents on the table. Her face was full of concentration.

Luo rongci placed one hand on the table. His body was very close to hers, and his gaze fell quietly on her face.

Looking at her clear profile, images of her childhood suddenly appeared in his mind.

Luo RONGCI did not like drawing. He had never liked it since he was young, but his grandfather would force him to learn it when he was young. He would say that children born in a design company would not even know how to draw a design.

Luo Rongci had learned almost everything since he was young, but he was very repulsed by drawing in the beginning. He did not pay much attention in class, so every time he came back, he did not know where to start.

Every time at that time, Sha Zhixing would volunteer to teach him one stroke after another. She would often draw a bunch of things that others could not understand, telling him what it was, what it was, how to draw small animals, how to spend flowers, and so on.

Luo RONGCI was a few years older than her. At that time, she was still very young, about three years old. Other than herself, probably no one around her could understand what she was drawing.

However, every time Sha Zhixing taught him, she was very serious. She did not care whether other people understood it or not. The expression of a little adult often made the people in the family laugh.

Luo Rongci looked at her quietly. thinking of the things that happened between them when they were young, the corners of his lips rose little by little.

He reached out his hand and wanted to touch her face, but Sha Zhixing's head suddenly turned to the side.

Looking at his hand that was so close to her, Sha Zhixing was a little surprised. She wanted to lean back, but Luo RONGCI suddenly hooked his arm around her waist and pressed her in his direction.

One move made Sha Zhixing's back stiffen, and her eyes fell on his face in shock.