Doted by My Seven Brothers novel Chapter 70

Chapter 70 A Beauty in Traditional Apparel

"Thank you, uncle. I like it very much."

She thanked him softly and very seriously.

Her uncle was just like what her mother had said. She looked serious, old-fashioned, and fierce, but he was very gentle.

John picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea to hide his inner tension. When he heard the girl softly say that she liked it, he suddenly relaxed. His seriously pursed lips broke into a faint smile, and his eyes behind the glasses were also dancing with laughter because of Nancy's angelic smile.

His wife glanced at him crossly from the side. This man liked the girl, but he insisted on pretending to be serious. He was not afraid of scaring the girl.

After more than an hour on the plane, she was still a little tired. Under the effect of the soothing fragrance, Nancy quietly listened to the adults chatting, and she gradually found it hard to open her eyes. She closed her curly eyelashes slowly before she quickly opened them again.

After doing this a few times, she yawned a little, and her eyes became watery. Then her body tilted, and she fell asleep leaning on her father.

James quickly hugged her small body and said with a doting smile, "She's asleep."

Nancy's aunt stood up. "Leave her in my care. I'll carry her to sleep."

James wanted more to hug his daughter in his arms while she was sleeping, but it was a little rude to talk to his brother-in-law with her in his arms, Besides, it was more comfortable for her to sleep in a bed.

In the end, he reluctantly let go of the girl in his arms.

Although Nancy was in an unfamiliar environment, she still slept very comfortably, and when she opened her eyes again, she lost track of time.

Nancy rubbed her eyes and looked at this quaint room in a daze. She sat blankly looking silly, and it took her a while to remember that she seemed to be at her uncle's house.

She rolled over and got out of bed to look for her parents, but she was a little panicked when she didn't find them there. She also forgot that she still had her cell phone with her.

"Who are you? Why are you at my house?"

A clear voice came from behind her. Nancy's eyes were red as she turned around, and she met a pair of curious eyes that were as clear and beautiful as his voice.

The youth who looked no more than eighteen years old had a thin body, soft black short hair, fair skin, and distinct facial features. He also had a pure and gentle temperament, like a child's. His eyes were smiley, round, and clear like a cat. At this moment, he was carrying a drawing board on his back. His slender and picturesque hands were resting on his knees as he bent down slightly to look at the girl in front of him.

Nancy's black eyelashes trembled twice as she watched him. The tears gathered in her beautiful eyes were like crystal beads, and her eyes were red. She looked pitiful.

"Why are you crying?"

The young man's clear voice was as comfortable as a clear spring. He stretched out one hand and gently wiped the girl's eyes.

"There, there. Don't cry, okay? I'll buy you some candies."

Nancy sniffed and said to him tenderly, "Mom and Dad are gone."

"So, you're looking for your parents. Ah, you are a guest at my house today. Wait for me. I'll call my mother."

Only now did Nancy remember that she also had a phone with her.

She wrinkled her nose, feeling so stupid.

"Siri."

"Yes, I'm here. Is there anything you need help with?"

Ivan, who was about to call his mother, paused, tilted his head, and stared curiously at the light pink phone in Nancy's hand.

"Hmm, call Dad."