Good morning, Mr. Rong!

Chapter 89

Rong Zhiyan: "Rong Xiaoyan, I think your skin is getting tighter and tighter recently!"

Rong Xiaoyan moved the washbasin to the bathroom, and then walked out, with a very serious expression on his cute little face: "Dad, as an elder, you have to do things that convince me, instead of threatening me all day long." !"

"Why should I convince you of things that can be threatened!" Rong Zhiyan raised his eyebrows and replied.

"Then let's talk about it!" Rong Xiaoyan pouted her cute little lips, and then pointed to Yanyan's pretty face: "Tell me yourself, are you prettier than Yanyan?"

Rong Zhiyan: ...

He looked down at the delicate and beautiful little woman in his arms.

A small face the size of a palm, with delicate features, and fair and transparent skin, belongs to the type of beauty that looks more beautiful the more you look at it.

It is indeed beautiful!

Forget it, stop fussing with your son!

Then he picked her up by the waist, walked into the bedroom, and put her on the bed.

Rong Xiaoyan watched his father lose the battle, and a proud smile appeared on his little face.

Jing Huanyan just turned over and continued to sleep.

The wine tastes pretty good, and I don't make a fuss when I'm drunk.

Rong Zhiyan curled his thin lips, smiled faintly, and looked around her bedroom.

Her bedroom is different from hers, it looks very simple, except for a bed, a wardrobe, a table and chairs, there is nothing else, the big table is occupied by a large stack of books and manuscripts , there is only a small corner where cosmetics and skin care products are placed.

"Um……"

Behind him, a sound like a kitten scratching someone sounded, interrupting Rong Zhiyan's scrutiny.

When he turned his head, he saw Jing Huanyan's face wrinkled into a ball in pain.

"Need to vomit..." A humming voice escaped from her pink lips.

Rong Zhiyan frowned, almost made a quick decision, picked her up from the bed, and rushed to the bathroom.

Just pushed her head into the washbasin, Jing Huanyan vomited it out with a "wow".

His brows were completely frowned into small mountains and rivers.

"Is Yan Yan okay?" Seeing Jing Huanyan throwing up like this, Rong Xiaoyan asked worriedly as he stood at the door of the bathroom.

Rong Zhiyan turned his head and said to his son with a serious face: "Of course there is something to do!"

The little guy became anxious when he heard it: "Huh? Then let's send Yanyan to the hospital!"

Rong Zhiyan said another sentence with a blank face: "I guess the hospital would not dare to accept it!"

"How could it be so serious?" Rong Xiaoyan, who had never seen what a drunk person looked like, believed it, and was so nervous that he was about to cry.

"Because the hospital only accepts patients, not drunks!"

Rong Xiaoyan: "Father, you will lose your lovely son one day!!"

Rong Zhiyan looked at the grief and indignation on the little guy's face, curled his lips, and laughed: "It's okay, just another one!"

Rong Xiaoyan: "..." You are cruel, Comrade Dayan!

Rong Zhiyan took another look at Jing Huanyan, who was lying on the sink in pain, and turned to Rong Xiaoyan, "Get out!"

"I'm not going out! I want to accompany Yanyan!"

Hearing the little guy's stubborn tone, Rong Zhiyan raised his eyebrows, and said lightly: "I want to change her clothes, are you sure you want to watch here?"

The little guy's fair and tender face quickly passed a red cloud, he lowered his head, turned around shyly and ran away, and when he ran out of the bedroom, he closed the door very cleverly.

(End of this chapter)