The young master of the president kneels and sings conquest

"Please! Xiaoran, don't go!" Her tears came urgently and quickly, but they were cold and without warmth.

Her body is so small, but she seems to bear a heavy pressure on her shoulders.

A trace of hesitation flashed in Lan Qianchen's eyes, and finally he stretched out his hand and pulled her into his generous embrace.

"Xiao Ran." Grasping his hand, Yin Xiayue calmed down a little, and her rapid breathing also gradually calmed down.

Holding on tightly, so worried about gains and losses, as if holding a treasure that no one can take away!

There was a smile on the corner of Lan Qianchen's mouth, and he didn't even realize that there was a momentary tenderness in his eyes just now.

"Sleep, I'm here." It was rare for him to whisper to her so softly.

Gradually, Yin Xiayue slept peacefully, and because he was hugged tightly by her, he would get nervous at the slightest movement, so he had no sleep all night...

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When it was just dawn, Jian Ruolin led a group of servants and stood outside Lan Qianchen's room.

"Are you ready?" Jian Ruolin smiled wickedly.

"Ma'am, what are we doing here?" The servants couldn't help asking.

"Hey, don't worry about it so much, go in later, be gentle, don't wake them up, but take pictures from every angle for me!"

"Yes, ma'am!"

Slowly open the door—

Just when Jian Ruolin was about to make a gesture to ask the servants to do something, Lan Qianchen, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes, and shot them as sharp as a blade.

"Hey, hey..." Jian Ruolin was like a child who had done something wrong, with a guilty, doggy smile.

But when she realized what she saw, she rubbed her eyes in shock.

What progress is this?Already hugged?or already...

Looking at Lan Qianchen and Yin Xiayue on the bed, she looked exhausted after being spoiled, and her son's neck still had a few finger marks that were obviously scratched by a woman.

She woke up with a jolt——

Is this the scene after the passion? !

"Withdraw—" She quickly returned to her senses, and made a gesture of withdrawing troops to the servants.

Before leaving, she still didn't forget to turn her head and give her precious son a thumbs up, "Son, good job!"

"..."

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"Morning, Auntie! Good morning, President!" Yin Xiayue walked downstairs slowly, rubbing her sleepy eyes.

Last night, she slept very restlessly.

But it didn't matter, what mattered was that when she woke up, she found herself in Lan Qianchen's arms.

When she asked him what was going on, the guy turned his head awkwardly and gave her a dreamlike silence.

She knew she had mild sleepwalking.

God, she wouldn't steal his tofu while she was asleep, would she?

"Morning, Xia Yue." Jian Ruolin was even more enthusiastic towards her today, her smile was as sweet as honey, but there was a little weirdness in her eyes.

And Lan Sitong who was sitting at the table still didn't look at her, only Lan Qianchen was full of eyes, "Brother Qianchen, is it cold today? Why are you wearing a turtleneck sweater?"

"Ahem..." It wasn't Lan Qianchen who coughed suddenly, but Jian Ruolin.

"If you're a child, don't ask so many questions." Jian Ruolin scolded.

Lan Sitong pouted, but didn't dare to say anything more.

As soon as Yin Xiayue sat at the table, Jian Ruolin put a poached egg in her bowl, "Xiayue, you have to eat more, if you can't keep up with the nutrition, the baby will be unhealthy!"

"Ahem..." This time it was Yin Xiayue's turn to choke on her own saliva, "Auntie, what did you say? Baby?"

"It's nothing, I'm just talking casually."

Hearing this, Lan Sitong's sharp eyes wandered between Yin Xiayue and Lan Qianchen.

"I'm full!" Lan Sitong seemed to be very angry, "Boom—" he threw the bowl and chopsticks on the table, stood up, and pulled Lan Qianchen's arm, with a tiresome pleading in his eyes, "Qian Brother Chen, let's go to school."

"Qianchen, bring Xia Yue with you!" Jian Ruolin spoke.

"No." Lan Sitong pouted.

"Lan Sitong, there is no room for you to speak in this family, don't forget who you are!" Jian Ruolin's voice turned cold instantly.