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

"..." Yan Shang was stunned, and it took him a while to swallow.

Lin Qin moved into a more comfortable position and leaned into his arms, lazily unwilling to speak.

"Baby?" Yan Shang was quiet for a while, and called her tentatively.

"Huh?" Lin Qin replied softly.

The arms around her waist tightened suddenly, and the man behind her buried his head in her neck like a big shit.

"Baby, baby, so you've always thought so." It was obviously a deep and magnetic voice, but it was very tired and crooked.

Lin Qin's ear tip moved, turned to kiss him, and asked, "Are you thinking too much?"

"...No." Yan Shang denied without confidence, and changed the subject: "Then can you let me move back when I get home? Baby, I can't sleep well every day by myself."

Can't sleep well?Lin Qin looked at his face carefully, there seemed to be some dark marks in his eyes, but...

"Your moving back will affect my sleep."

"No baby, how well I sleep, it will definitely not affect you! I can still sleep on the bedside, or, or I can sleep on the sofa." Yan Shang was anxious to fight, seeing that the little girl didn't express his opinion, he said: "Baby, I can sleep on the carpet, just let me stay next to you, okay?"

"Not good." Lin Qin was hugged tightly, almost out of breath, and turned her head to bite his ear.

Yan Shang let her bite, relieved a little bit of strength, but it was impossible to let go, and continued to coax people with a good voice.

Lin Qin softened his attitude when he heard his voice, which was half pleading and half coquettish, and said, "Uncle, you know why I disagree."

"I... know." Yan Shang lowered his eyes and kissed her when he avoided the seriousness and was punctured lightly.

His breathing was getting hotter and hotter, he struggled to distance himself, and whispered with his lips pressed together: "Baby, as long as, as long as you don't make it to the last step, you can play however you want, let me go back, okay?"

How can I play?
Lin Qin kept his smile on his face, leaned forward and kissed back, "Uncle, don't go back on your word."

……

"Son, the day after tomorrow will be thirty, when are you going home?" A gentle female voice came from the mobile phone sandwiched between the ears and shoulders.

Yan Shang's cooking movements were still smooth, and he replied without changing his face: "Mom, I will go back again in the first grade of junior high school, and the second grade of junior high school at the latest."

"Huh? Won't you come back for the New Year's Eve dinner? The company is so busy this year?" Wen Linglong put down the plum blossom cake brought to her mouth, her expression became depressed.

Father Yan closed the book, came over to answer the phone as if casually, and asked with a serious face: "What can make you miss going home after Chinese New Year? I still know whether the company is busy or not. Where have you been these days? "

Yan Shang didn't hesitate at all: "Dad, I'll tell you when I get home."

"Hmph." Ms. Wen turned her face away, stuffed the pastry to her husband, and said angrily, "You don't go home either, and Yan Fei hasn't been home for a long time. Tomorrow, I will travel abroad with your dad."

"Okay, Yan Shang, come back after the Spring Festival." Yan's father said and was about to hang up.If it wasn't for his wife worrying about the two children, he would have taken people to the island to enjoy himself.

"Understood." Yan Shang paused, and stopped him: "Dad, what has Yan Fei been doing lately?"

"You don't know how I know." When it came to the daughter, Yan's father's "resentment" surged, "I don't know which wild man I'm dating again, and I don't know when I can find a reliable one! You are the same, you are over 30 and still not looking for a partner, your mother didn't talk about it in front of you, she just told me... Hey!?"

"Little bastard, still can't say it?" Father Yan was very angry.

Wen Linglong sighed, and patted him on the shoulder, "Old Comrade Yan, when the child grows up, he has to let go."

"Isn't that what I told you?" Father Yan was comforted by his wife, his mood improved instantly, and he stood up and said, "Pack up your things, wife, let's go out and play."

"Really go?"

"Go! The children are grown up, don't let them affect your mood, you tell Yan Fei that you don't have to go home, I'll go and pack up, and we'll set off in the afternoon." Yan's father is amazing in action.

Ms. Wen watched him get busy, picked up a piece of chestnut cake and took a small bite, thinking about arranging a blind date for the two children.