Madam, hold your little vest

Chapter 317 Including Shen Yifan and Han Chengxiu's Small Theater

His eyes narrowed, and the joy in it seemed obvious, but Yan Guo, the well-informed head of the Yan family, ignored them all like a blind man who couldn't see.

Some family leaders next to him sighed for a while, that young man from Yanci, what a child, let Yan Guo, a foolish person, ruin him like this.

Some of them are neighbors with the Yan family. When they were young, life in the Yan Temple was miserable. Their mother died early, and their father was attracted by lovers outside, so they never came home from morning till night.

At a young age, every time he came back from school joyfully with his schoolbag on his back, he was always jumping up and down, hoping to see his father.

However, not once.

During that time, Yan Guo didn't go home for a month as if he was being tricked by his lover.

Yan Ci was so full of joy, and finally became disappointed and waited for Yan Guo for a month.

During that month, their neighbors all watched, and they heard Xiaoyanci say:

"As long as I get better grades in school, my father won't dislike me." This is when Xiaoyan Temple came home but saw that his father was not there.

"If my mother was still here, she would definitely hug me and praise me now." This is when Xiaoyanci won the three-good student medal.

"It's been a long time since I've eaten a meal made by my mother." This is when Xiaoyan Temple is eating with chopsticks.

"Woooooo...Mom, where are you?" This was when Xiaoyan Temple was having nightmares while sleeping at night.

There was a lot of crying that night, but in the whole villa, no servant appeared to pat Xiaoyan Temple on the back, and then said to him: "Be good, baby, don't cry, don't cry."

In the end, these neighbors couldn't bear it anymore, and they called back Mr. Yan who was on vacation in the south, and at the same time added a sentence, "Old Yan, your good grandson has been bullied, come back and have a look, and your son's scumbag!" .”

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone, as if he didn't want to say another word to the person on the other side of the phone.

He didn't understand, Lao Yan was so outstanding, why didn't his own son inherit the good family tradition of others?
It's not about having a mistress, this is a typical way of eating what's in the bowl and looking at what's in the pot.

If you want to ask him why he does this, it may be because people are born with a cheap temper, and what they can't get is always in a commotion, and the fragrance of wild flowers is not as good as that of wild flowers.

As soon as Old Man Yan came back, he acted swiftly and took Xiaoyan Temple from S Continent to his side. At the same time, he told Yan Guo to separate from that lover.

Yan Guo was in the stage of being bewildered, so of course it was impossible to agree. At this time, the lover who was hiding in the dark came out.

She instigated Yan Guo to marry him, and Yan Guo was a little hesitant at first, after all, he was a wandering flower, so he might not be willing to ask him to marry someone else for a while.

But when he saw the beauty's misty and moist eyes, his heart softened instantly.

He began to put forward conditions to the old man, and even forced him to die, telling old man Yan that if he disagreed with him marrying his lover, he would cut his wrists and commit suicide in front of the old man and die in front of the old man.

Although these words may not necessarily be true, although Mr. Yan was angry at that time,
- off topic -

I’m really exhausted today. I stayed up late yesterday, and then I took a nap at noon today, and then I didn’t write a single word after [-] o’clock in the evening. The most important thing is, I actually returned the text. , (As long as I don't say it, you can't see that I really made up a little bit of words, really just a little bit.)
Then I recently chased a novel and found that sometimes there are some small theaters in it, so I will write it too, (*≧▽≦)))
Cough
in a huge swimming pool
Han Chengxiu's sexy thin lips were slightly pursed, his long and narrow fox eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and he was wearing a white bathrobe. He smiled and slowly took off the bathrobe from his shoulders. , no more, no less and just the right six-pack abs, to the thin and slender white ankles.

Han Chengxiu is the third generation of red, probably because he has been training since he was a child, his muscles are hard and strong, but his skin is as white and smooth as milk, just like the best suet jade.

Han Chengxiu heard clearly that the man opposite him swallowed hard, and he laughed softly, a sunny smile bloomed on his delicate but not feminine face.

There was a bit of teasing in the bottom of his eyes, which made the opposite person's stomach throb, and Shen Yifan couldn't help wondering if he didn't work hard enough recently, so he still had the strength to tease himself?

A few malicious smiles appeared on his masculine face, and his bronzed skin became a little bright under the sunlight. He lifted his steps and walked slowly.

"Ah Cheng, is your waist healed?" Shen Yifan's words overflowed from his sexy bulging throat, his Adam's apple rolled, his eyes were burning, as if he wished to take someone to the Fa on the spot, tearing him apart.

The smile on Han Chengxiu's face froze for a moment. He might feel the dryness around his lips, and his lips protruded slightly to lick the dry lips.

The unconscious movement can be said to be completely subconscious, but it made Shen Yifan's lower body, who was staring at him closely not far away, even hotter.

The atmosphere in the air changed instantly, "Ah Cheng, I..."

Han Chengxiu's eyes were dull, apparently he didn't pay attention to Shen Yifan, but facing Shen Yifan's burning eyes, it was hard for him not to see it.

"What are you, what's the matter with you?" Han Cheng looked innocent, obviously, he didn't imagine that aspect.

"Ah Cheng, my index finger and middle finger smell like tobacco, but my index finger and ring finger don't smell like you."

no... your smell...

woc, is this car driving so hard?

Han Chengxiu twitched the corners of his mouth, and the veins on his forehead popped up. He couldn't bear it anymore and didn't need to bear it any longer. He wanted to punch the proud face of the man in front of him right now, but...

Han Chengxiu breathed a sigh of relief, "What kind of yellow waste is in your mind?"

Shen Yifan looked innocent: "Ah? No, right?"

——There is no yellow waste, I just want to do it after seeing you.

"A Cheng~~" Shen Yifan began to act like a baby.

Usually, he looks like a strong and strong man, but acting coquettishly is also unbearable. At least, Han Chengxiu's ears are soft.

Seeing that Han Chengxiu's expression seemed to be loosened, Shen Yifan smiled, and his magnetic voice sounded somewhat hoarse, and the silent space was filled with Shen Yifan's laughter for a moment.

Han Chengxiu finally realized that he had been tricked again.

Before he had time to react, there was a touch of warmth on his lips, Shen Yifan's big palms with well-defined knuckles wrapped around his waist, rolling them forcefully and yet gently, as if an electric current caused a tingling numbness the itch.

Han Chengxiu's eyes widened, and he wanted to cry, but he actually wanted to say that his old waist is not healed yet! ! ! ! !

(End of this chapter)