It's so sweet, the little uncle is addicted to her

Chapter 39 The Last Rose

"Oh." Lin Qin recalled the two days when the cooperation was concluded. He was not sure whether Uncle Yan knew that the painter Ling was her from the beginning, so he relaxed the cooperation conditions so much, and even asked the employees to adjust their working hours accordingly.

Lin Qin couldn't explain why she suddenly cared about such a trivial matter.

Perhaps the sudden switch of light and dark positions made her a little uneasy, and there seemed to be some emotional fluctuations in the secrets of her heart caused by being overly cared about.

The overall mood was quite complicated, so Lin Qin said "Oh" and didn't speak.

Yan Shang also pulled her other hand over, wrapping it with a big palm at the same time, the posture of bending over and looking at each other sank a little bit, and became squatting and looking up in Lin Qin's eyes.

Explain softly: "Qinqin, because you didn't tell uncle about it, I thought you didn't want me to know, so you didn't mention it."

Lin Qin could understand this, nodded and asked calmly: "Did you adjust the time of the art team to take care of me?"

Yan Shang didn't expect her to care about this, so he was taken aback for a moment and quickly explained.

"Of course not. At that time, I didn't know it was you. The time adjustment and various benefits were all approved by the company in order to get you to submit a formal application."

He seemed to understand why the little girl was sulking.Children naturally have a feeling that they don't like to be underestimated.

However, Lin Qin's increasingly outgoing emotions recently not only did not annoy him, but felt that the little girl had become more trusting and dependent on him.

"Qinqin, although I know it's you, I definitely want to give you something more, but I will definitely ask for your consent. When did uncle do something you don't like?" Yan Shang said, holding her in his arms. He raised his hand and placed a soft kiss on the back of both hands.

"Don't be angry, okay?"

Lin Qin felt uncomfortable in front of him after a long absence, and pulled back his hand with some strength, "I'm not angry."

Yan Shang let go of her, "Then what are you thinking? Can you tell uncle?"

His eyes clearly expressed concern and admiration.

Lin Qin bit the soft flesh on the inner side of her lower lip, and suddenly stretched out her hand to cover Yan Shang's eyes horizontally.

"Qinqin?" Yan Shang's heartbeat rhythm was disrupted, and it accelerated slightly nervously.

Lin Qin was silent for a long time before withdrawing his hand, and put his five fingers together towards the palm.

After looking away, he said: "Uncle Yan, your eyes make me feel excited."

"Boom." The heart, which was already speeding up, suddenly seemed to hit the chest several times harder.

"Qinqin, really?" Yan Shang moved his Adam's apple up and down to relieve the dryness in his throat, and he clenched his hand into a fist on Lin Qin's knee, the love in his eyes became even hotter.

Lin Qin was much calmer than him.

At that moment just now, she found that she liked being looked at by Yan Shang's affectionate and gentle eyes.Within half a minute of covering his eyes, it was quickly decided that the feeling wasn't just a whim.

"Well, when you looked at me, it was like..." She thought for a while, looked into Yan Shangming's eyes and said, "It's like the last rose blooming on the barren land."

"I suddenly understood the metaphors of those poets."

Yan Shang listened to her words that were infinitely close to her confession, and all her senses focused on the brain nerves to trace back the sound.

That sentence was repeated more than a dozen times in his mind, causing Yan Shang to squat in place without moving, and he didn't hear Lin Qin's last sentence at all.

"...Uncle?" Seeing that he hadn't recovered, Lin Qin gently brushed off the hand on his knee, and moved the chair around him towards the computer desk.

Only then did Yan Shang get up quickly, desperately wanting to hug the little girl and sit in his arms, but resisting the impulse with extreme difficulty, he put his hands on the back of her seat and lowered his head and asked, "Qinqin, what do you mean, can I ...brings you a strong emotional change, doesn't it?"

He compared what he said when he brought the little girl back from the boxing ring.

Lin Qin understood, and nodded "Yes", but her tone was a little distressed: "I don't know if it's the same as a normal person's feeling."

Yan Shangqing couldn't help but raised the corners of his mouth and rubbed her hair, "In this case, then you don't have to do those dangerous things in the future, just come to me if you want to experience this feeling!"

"..." Lin Qin felt that he could hear the hint of pride in his voice.

She pointed to the authentication interface on Weibo and changed the topic: "How do I do this?"

"Huh? Let me see?" Yan Shang seldom received her request for help, so he turned his attention.

"Real-name authentication first, and then I can find someone to forward it for you."

"What is the identity verification?"

Yan Shang pondered for a while: "Learning from a blogger?"

"No." Lin Qin had a new idea, and moved the mouse to check the lifestyle bloggers.

Of course, Yan Shang would not refute, and sent a message to the secretary with a particularly turbulent mood, and hung up on the little yellow V in less than 10 minutes.

"Do you want to post something?"

Lin Qin asked back, "For example?"

For example, give you some food that uncle cooks for you, cut fruits for you, and buy clothes for you.

Yan Shang came up with countless ideas in a second, and finally proposed with a normal expression: "Life blogger, of course, post some content related to life. How about taking a picture of the book I bought today?"

"Well, yes."

Another thought flashed through Yan Shang's mind, he went inside and took out the books to help her fan out one on top of the other on the table, pretending to be leaning against the table inadvertently, with one hand on the edge of the table maybe The location of the mirror.

Lin Qin didn't pay attention to this. After adjusting the arc of the fan to perfection, he picked up his phone and took a picture.

"What's in the copywriting?" She subconsciously looked at Yan Shang again.

The man looked down at the photo and was satisfied with the two fingers in the lower left corner.

Immediately help the little girl with a text: "You don't need to write anything, just type an emoji of a book."

"Oh." It is indeed feasible, and I will do it in the future.

After Lin Qin posted on Weibo, he looked up at him leisurely, "Is there anything else?"

"Huh? It's all right."

"Then I'm going to read. Uncle, you can go out." Lin Qin hurried away with ease.

Normally, Yan Shang would definitely leave after saying this to make room for her, but today he just got some sweetness comparable to love talk, how could he just leave like this?
He raised his hand and pinched Lin Qin's ear, "I don't want to go out."

Lin Qin didn't dodge: "?"

"Go downstairs and have a look." Yan Shang withdrew his hand, but there was still a soft touch on his fingertips.

He nonchalantly picked up the book that Lin Qin brought when he opened the door, "Let's go, you read, uncle will make you dessert."

"How about taro ball ice mochi? I just got a box of coconuts in the morning, and I just use fresh coconut milk as a base."

"You can also add mango... By the way, what fruit do you want to eat today?"

Looking at Lin Qin who was talking to himself but had to admit that he was lured: "... let's go."

Satisfied, Yan Shang took her shoulders and went downstairs. He went to the kitchen to prepare desserts as he said just now, and even made some heart-shaped coconut milk jelly, with different kinds of small pieces of fruit pressed on the top, arranged chubbyly in a wooden square. The plate trembled slightly.

With a gentle smile between his brows and eyes, he took a large tray and walked towards the living room unhurriedly.

"Niece, is this really you? The number of fans is growing very fast, if it wasn't for you, go and sue him!"

As soon as he approached, he heard Lu Wanjiang's loud voice, Yan Shang's face turned a little bit tight, he stepped in faster, put down the plate on the coffee table, and looked at the good brother who was squeezing Lin Qin with a half-smile.

"Old Yan!" Lu Wanjiang understood his eyes in a second, jumped up as if his buttocks had been pricked by a needle, and flung himself into the single sofa.

He still didn’t forget to explain: “I happened to be on a blind date nearby, and when I saw Weibo, I stopped by and asked my eldest niece if she posted this Weibo herself.”

Yan Shang handed the pink rabbit-printed dessert bowl to Lin Qin, and asked him in a cold voice, "You still look at your phone on a blind date? You deserve it because you can't find a match."

"No? Lao Yan, why are you still attacking personally?" Lu Wanjiang secretly poked a piece of coconut milk jelly with a small fork while he turned around. .

"Niece, you are so happy, can I join your life? I promise to only eat and not talk! I will never disturb you two..."

Yan Shang pretended to go around to the other side of the coffee table to get a fresh tissue, and kicked him along the way: "Don't even think about it."

"Aw!" Lu Wanjiang pulled his leg back, poked a panna cotta again, and stretched his neck to look at Lin Qin's bowl, "What are you eating, niece? Give me some?"

Lin Qin: "..."

"You go get the bowl."

Yan Shang was about to stare a hole in his back, but when he turned to face Lin Qin, he seamlessly switched back to a gentle expression, and sat beside her with a faint sense of grievance.

Lin Qin was stared at by him for a few seconds, "What's wrong, Uncle?"

Yan Shang's lips moved, but he was too embarrassed to say it.

It can't be said that he is jealous of Lu Wanjiang, so he won't let her share the food with others, right?

It doesn't sound as generous as a primary school student!
When Lu Wanjiang came back, he even resisted Yan Shang's eye attack because of his stuttering.

Holding the bowl in his arms, he turned back and asked, "Niece, did you apply for the exam in two days?"

"Well, the application for the exam will be over within a week."

"Where is the report?"

"Physics major at Imperial University."

"Physics? I get a headache just looking at that thing. Why don't you think about reporting that?"

Yan Shang turned sideways to block the sight of the two, and taunted him: "Qinqin's IQ is much higher than yours."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, the little girl poked his arm twice.

Seeing him turn around, he asked in a low voice, "Uncle Yan, why do you always attack him?"

"?" The kid is trying to fight for Lu Wanjiang? ? ! !

Yan Shang felt his whole brain shake.

Before he had time to refute, Lu Wanjiang picked up his phone and started chatting.

"Niece, do you want to read the comments on your Weibo? It's quite popular. It's not been two hours yet? There are almost [-] likes."

Lin Qin touched his pocket, "The phone is upstairs, check it later."

"Then I'll read it to you?"

Yan Shang took it out of his pocket and gave it to her, "Use mine."

"……it is good."

The dynamics of just one picture and one emoticon received more than 9 likes and more than 1 comments in more than an hour, which shows how strong netizens are about Lin Qin.

Yan Shang put her head together and clicked into the comment area.

The number one hot comment is: Miss, you are here! ! ! ! ! (like 6.8w)

Second: The lower left corner is Mr. Yan's hand, right?huh huh huh? (6.1w likes)

Third: Miss, what is the relationship between you and Mr. Yan? ? ? (like 5.4w)

Yan Shang curled the corner of his mouth calmly, bent his fingers and slid down.

——Do you have the backbone? Why did you suddenly call Missy? ?Let go of Her Royal Highness and let the old slave come!
——Hahahahahahahaha are you okay?However, it is not too much to call the young miss with the configuration of scholarly family number one + number one scholar + beautiful woman + suspected relative of Mr. Yan.

——Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
——Is it only the prospective high school seniors who want to ask the beautiful sister for some study methods?
——Missy, are you interested in astrophysics?Welcome to Dida Madhouse! ! ! !

——Our Beijing University also welcomes it! ! ! !There are so many handsome seniors in the Physics Department of Peking University! !

——Laughing to death, why even the admissions team is here, please don't be too humble!

——Watching the top2 admissions team have to kneel down against the number one scholar in science with 741 points, I am so excited, who knows?

——I thought that the number one scholar would certify learning bloggers or something, but when I saw the tag of this life blogger, I couldn't help laughing.

——Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha really! (Let me pay attention to see what Xueshen's life is like!
……

Yan Shang saw this and took the opportunity to interject: "Would you like to post another update?"

Lin Qin chewed the taro balls and asked vaguely, "What?"

"Life is all about eating, drinking and having fun. Take some photos of desserts and post them?"

Lin Qin looked down: "...It's almost finished."

"It's okay." Yan Shang asked her to hold the phone, and got up to ask for Lu Wanjiang's little bear bowl.

"Hold the bowl together, and take a picture with the panna cotta." Yan Shang gently pulled her wrist, then took the phone, held the dessert bowl with her in one hand, and took a picture with the other.

Just the right distance to bring both wrists into the camera.

"Okay, let's go."

Lin Qin glanced at it, but didn't see anything special, "The phone is upstairs, I'll send it later."

Yan Shang didn't want her to forget about it later, returned the bowl to Lu Wanjiang, got up again, "I'll get it."

"..."

"Niece, are you two still together?" Lu Wanjiang asked in a daze.

"No." Lin Qin leaned lazily on the sofa after finishing his meal.

Lu Wanjiang clicked his tongue twice, shook his head and muttered: "Old Yan is like this before we are together, if you two are really together, he will not grow on you..."

"What did you say?"

His voice was too low, Lin Qin could only hear the first few words clearly.

"It's okay, I said Lao Yan is really kind to you."

"Indeed." Lin Qin looked at the remaining pieces of panna cotta, deeply convinced.

Yan Shang took his mobile phone and went downstairs, half-coaxing and half-persuading the little girl to post on Weibo.

@林琴L: [Picture]

The accompanying text was omitted, but Yan Shang couldn't help being overjoyed just by sending out the pictures.

Lu Wanjiang looked at his worthless look as if he saw himself at the beginning, and the more he looked at it, the more disturbed he became, but he also knew that the object of his relationship was not comparable to Lin Qin, and the gap suddenly became even bigger.

He got up and waved his hands, "You two play, I'll go first."

Yan Shang smiled: "Goodbye."

Lin Qin: "Goodbye, Uncle Lu."

However, after taking a few steps, Lu Wanjiang turned back as if thinking of something, and said, "By the way, Lao Yan, the piece of land you saw just after the new year has been approved, and I heard that the bidding will start soon. When are you going to come?"

　The original text of Qinqin's sentence is "In my barren land, you are the last rose." It comes from the poet Pablo Neruda's "The Last Rose" (the time in the next chapter will be fast forwarded ~ by the way Piaopiao, baby n3n loves you
　　
　
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