77 sweet kisses from the president: the new wife is addicted

Chapter 2521 My hands are short

It's just that Xiaobao is here, Qi Yan didn't touch Nie Yao, but dragged the little guy who occupied Nie Yao to his side, looked down at its immature little face condescendingly, and said words like blue: "It's so good! What are you doing here when you go upstairs to sleep?"

"Oh, Xiaobao remembered, Dayaoyao, I have your call." Xiaobao remembered that Xie Junqi had called Nie Yao before, and now he was still waiting upstairs.

Nie Yao glanced at Qi Yan who was opposite, "Then I'll go upstairs first."

"Hmm." Qi Yan replied with a nice single tone.

Nie Yao got up to leave, but Xiao Bao who wanted to go with Nie Yao was dragged back by Qi Yan, Xiao Bao was a little unhappy: "Daddy, why are you grabbing me?"

"Where are you going?" Qi Yan asked indifferently.

Xiaobao murmured, "Of course I went upstairs, but you are holding me, how can I go up?" He looked very dissatisfied.

Qi Yan said directly: "Go and help me tidy up the files."

"Why?" Xiaobao was too lazy to move.

Qi Yan gave him a gloomy look, and Xiao Bao, who was about to say something, closed his mouth silently, and it's not difficult to organize the files.

It's just that he's a bit short, and Qi Yan's desk is high, so Xiao Bao has to straighten his back to reach everything on it.

Qi Yan didn't continue to read the documents, but held several video conferences in a row, sitting in the same position from beginning to end without moving. Xiaobao found that Qi Yan was really busy, and he was not very willing to do anything at first. He could only silently sort out all the messy things that Qi Yan saw.

There are many folders on the table, and the colors are also different. There are white, brown, and black. Xiaobao arranged them in the order of white, brown, and black. He found that there were several folders of different colors mixed in the middle. Take it out and rearrange.

Qi Yan raised his eyebrows, and put the most important document on the pile of books in front of him, Xiaobao brought it over again when he found that the colors were inconsistent.

This kid has obsessive-compulsive disorder?
This idea was the first thing that flashed in Qi Yan's mind. He didn't close the computer until the meeting was over, stared at the little guy who had planned his files "neatly", grabbed his little hand and directly He picked him up and let the little guy sit on his lap.

"So what are you doing seriously?"

"It's pretty." Xiaobao said innocently, raising his head.

Qi Yan said with a dark face: "Do you think it's a zebra crossing? My files are all messed up by you. Organize them for me."

Xiaobao: "My hands are short."

"Short hand is an excuse." Qi Yan replied calmly.

Xiaobao was really lazy, he didn't want to do anything, so he kept getting into Qi Yan's arms, and in the end he simply closed his eyes and pretended to be dead, and he didn't respond to Qi Yan's words.

Helpless, Qi Yan had no choice but to clean up by himself, and when he was about to push the little treasure in his arms away, he found that the little guy fell asleep at some point, with his little face pressed against Qi Yan's chest, sleeping soundly An Ning, a pair of chubby little hands tightly grasping Qi Yan's clothes, she looks very cute.

Looking at it, Qi Yan felt warm in his heart, and his dissatisfaction with Xiaobao disappeared at this moment.He still has a lot of things to do, so he can only put Xiaobao on the sofa next to him and let him sleep by himself.

The air conditioner in the room was turned on a bit, and Qi Yan carefully pulled a quilt to cover Xiaobao.

(End of this chapter)