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

Chapter 63 No electric one?
Lin Qin turned over in a half-dream and half-awake state.

"Hiss..." There was a faint inhalation sound from behind, and the arm covered by the pillow trembled.

She subconsciously rolled to the outside and called out vaguely, "Uncle?"

"I'm here, baby." Yan Shang endured the numbness of his arms, and pulled him back into his arms sideways, rubbing his chin against the little girl's hair, "It's still early, go to sleep."

"Well, what time is it?"

"It's just past 06:30, I'll sleep again, and I'll call you at seven." The little girl who just woke up was cuter than a milk cat, Yan Shang just wanted to hug her, and didn't want to get up at all.

Lin Qin was confused and said "hmm", and a thought flashed across.How come you don't need to get used to sleeping with Uncle Yan?Sleep quality is so good.

After thinking about it, he woke up, his body was still sluggish, and he turned over and half lay on Yan Shang's chest.

"What's the matter, baby?" Yan Shang moved his arms a little and straightened her long hair.

Lin Qin was quiet for a while, then fully awake, "Uncle, it's time to get up."

"Take you to wash?"

"I'll go by myself." Lin Qin yawned and stood up with the strength of his strong muscles.

Yan Shang followed up in a good mood, first took off the toothbrush from the water cup, squeezed the toothpaste and handed it to her.

"...Thank you." Uncle Yan's thoughtfulness really went up to a new level.

Yan Shang put his arms around her waist from behind, rested his chin on his shoulders, looked at Lin Qin in the mirror, and said in a low voice, "Baby, can we still be together tonight?"

With foam in her mouth, Lin Qin nodded casually.

"Really?" Yan Shang's sleepless complexion instantly recovered, "Then I'll go get the things."

take what?
Lin Qin was puzzled, and while rinsing his mouth, he watched him go out quickly, and returned within a few minutes with the toiletries.

"..." If I remember correctly, the other bedroom also has its own bathroom.

"I just want to stay with you for a while longer." Yan Shang was stared at by her for a few seconds, muttered in a low voice, and went to wash up.

Lin Qin was amused by him, "Then I'll go and change first."

"Wait a minute baby." Yan Shang called to her again: "I want you to do me a favor."

"what?"

Yan Shang picked up a small bottle and a razor, and smiled standard hospitality: "Baby, help me shave my beard."

"...Are you sure?" Are you not afraid of being scratched?
Lin Qin looked at the tools in his hand, then at Yan Shang who was more attractive with stubble, and wanted to say that he didn't dare to do it.

But Yan Shang had already pulled up her wrist, squeezed the shaving cream into the palm of her hand, bent over, raised her chin, and blinked innocently, all in one go.

"Baby, help me quickly."

"..." How can you refuse?

Lin Qin glanced at him with a half-smile, clasped his palms together to make foam, and followed the man's instructions to operate carefully.

Yan Shang propped his hands on his knees, then got lower, and looked up at the little girl.

"Uncle." Lin Qin suddenly stopped and called him.

"Ok?"

"Don't laugh, you'll scratch your face if you laugh again!" Lin Qin grabbed the thin layer of flesh on his cheek, pretending to be fierce.

"Hmm!" Yan Shang pursed his lips tightly, and let out a muffled smile in his nasal cavity, which gradually made his chest tremble.

Lin Qin was careful not to scratch his face. Seeing him like this, she put down the razor and said, "Shave yourself."

"Don't, don't! Baby, I was wrong, stop laughing, stop laughing, help me, or I'll be late for school if I don't finish it."

Lin Qin refused to let him hug her, glanced at the sink and asked, "Is there no electric one?"

"Yes, yes..."

"Are you going to get it?"

"But I want my baby to help me with my own hands." Yan Shang lowered his eyes and pretended to be pitiful.Recently, children have become more and more fond of being coquettish and obedient. If you work hard, maybe one day he will be more popular with children than being obedient.

But it's one thing for Lin Qin to like him like this, but it's another thing to be speechless now.

Seeing his insistence, he simply turned around and left, "You can kiss and shave your hands. I'll change clothes. It's eight o'clock class. Don't let me be late."

"...Oh." It seems that next time I have to change the routine.

When the people left, Yan Shang instantly returned to seriousness.After cleaning his chin in two or three strokes, he went back to his bedroom and changed into a suit.

……

The first class at [-] o'clock in the morning is a professional introduction, a compulsory course for freshmen, one class a week.

This kind of class that grasps the general direction is generally assigned to respected old professors. The old professors have written textbooks in person and are familiar with the professional content. One person is a history of the development of a certain subdivision field.

Between the professor's vivid explanations and citations, the context of contemporary physics slowly unfolds.

Lin Qin listened very attentively and enjoyed such high-density and fast-paced knowledge intake.

Near the end of get out of class, the professor made a joke about the number one in the college entrance examination.

Lin Qin listened to the jokes in the classroom, lowered her head and turned on her phone to check the schedule.

Due to the consideration of time arrangement, she wanted to take more credits in the first semester, so she chose three elective courses, a few more courses per week than the average classmate.Moreover, all courses are selected from Monday to Thursday, and the whole day is filled, and there is an evening class on Monday and Tuesday.

The advantage is that you can take four days off and three days off, and combine Friday and weekend for a small long vacation.

But... She rubbed her chin. It seemed that there was nothing to do during the three-day long vacation. It was nothing more than doing homework at home, reading books, watching movies, playing games, and being held in Uncle Yan's arms all the time.

Tsk, shouldn't she urge Yan Shang to do a good job?

...

If Secretary Fang knew what he was thinking, he might want to knock Miss Lin down.

"Boss, this is the contract that you need to sign yesterday and the day before yesterday." Secretary Fang, with big dark circles under her eyes, followed Yan Shang into the office with a stack of documents more than ten centimeters thick in her arms.

Yan Shang picked up the tablet first, and looked at today's schedule, "The evening entertainment helped me push it."

"Boss, except for your intensive business trip in the first half month, you have only attended one reception in the past three months, and had dinner with the partner twice. Why don't you go to today's dinner?" It's all over, and I don't take care of Mr. Yan's face when I talk.

Yan Shang's long legs were crossed, his upper body was slightly leaned back against the back of the chair, and he crossed out the item of entertainment and handed it back to him, "No, I really can't refuse to ask Manager Cheng to attend on my behalf to increase performance."

"Miss Lin doesn't care about you." Secretary Fang took it, and couldn't help complaining in a low voice.

"What did you say?" Yan Shang frowned and scanned the past.

"It's nothing, nothing! I said you should take a good rest, and you will be able to embrace the beauty as soon as possible!"

"Come back." Yan Shang's tone was calm, but his aura was stronger, "Repeat what you just said."

"Ah? No, no, boss. I'll just say it casually. Did you..." Meeting Yan Shang's eyes, Secretary Fang's voice became lower and lower, "I said Miss Lin doesn't care about you... I don't care I mean, boss! I just think that if Ms. Lin knows that you gave up your job to chase her, she will definitely have a psychological burden... Ah no, I mean..."

"That's enough, don't talk about it." Yan Shang waved his hand, "Let all departments count the performance increase of the last quarter, and issue an additional 20.00% bonus."

"You go out."

"Good boss! I'll tell Manager Cheng to entertain you on your behalf!" What an uncertain capitalist!
Yan Shang rubbed his forehead and took out his phone.

Yan: Baby, what do you want for lunch?I will pick you up.

　Happy weekend babies! ! ! n3n! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)