The male god of fast wear is not human

Chapter 211 Call Your Parents Tomorrow (18)

Xiao Yan just stepped into the company building,

I ran into my own father head-on,

Peeking out from the freight elevator, the dog is stalking,
Looks like he intends to skip work.

"Where do you want to go?"

Ao Wen followed behind him, still thinking,
Seeing that his footsteps were settled, he followed his gaze and looked over.
"Uncle Yan! Long time no see, you are still in good spirits,"

Ao Wen warmly stepped forward to hug,

"Are you...going out to do errands?"

Yan Luowang smiled awkwardly,
"Ahaha, yes, yes..."

He peeked at his son's face, and asked with a guilty conscience,
"You, you guys are... back, huh?"

half the words,
He suddenly pushed Ao Wen aside,
eyes narrowed into a slit,

Not afraid of death, he leaned in front of his son,
Go around in circles and look up and down.

"Son, have you met new friends recently?"

Xiao Yan squinted at him,
"I make new friends for your company every day."

The company needs to develop,
In particular, Luoyan Company has a wide range of cross-field businesses,

You will meet all kinds of people from all walks of life at any time.

Xiao Yanwang opens his eyes every day,
Faced with a lot of meetings and a lot of strangers,
I have long been used to it.

Yan Luowang laughed twice,
He raised his hand and scratched the back of his head, his eyes wandering,
"This, this is your company too!"

Xiao Yan stared at him again,

"I don't want it. Don't try to dump the company on me."

Yan Luowang suddenly had a bitter face.

This is different from what you said!

someone else's son,
I can't wait to inherit the family business as soon as I grow up, and flex my muscles.

His house...

Is the factory data set wrong?

"Then what,"

I know that the topic of inheriting and retiring will be hopeless for a while,

Yan Luowang witty switched back to the previous doubts,

"You really haven't met any... girls recently?

Or different boys? "

Xiao Yan looked at him again,

"I have something to say, I'm very busy."

Seeing that he was patient enough to see the bottom line, Yan Luowang waved his hands again and again,
"No, no, it's just that your face has changed a little.
Peanuts at the end of the eyes, Hong Luan Xing is about to become a ghost,
Yes, a little... care, heart, what about you..."

Talking,

He found that his son's expression was not right,
The first time I didn't stab him with eyes,

Instead, it blinks twice,

avoid it!
"Fuck! What's your reaction!"

Fuck!My son is in peach blossom? !

Xiao Yan frowned slightly,
disgusted,
"Don't you have something to go out? Why don't you go out?"

Yan Luowang: ...

"Oh oh oh, I'll go, I'll go, let's go."

ah ah ah-

My son is in full bloom!Retirement is just around the corner!
……

Yinyang Temple.

"Mom, hug~"

Little bald head with watery eyes,
without blinking,
Looking forward to Kuang Chisui.

The next second, he was picked up.

The little bald head let out a mouthful of happiness,
Love drool left on both sides of Kuang Chitose's cheeks.

After a while.

"Mom, hungry~"

Little bald head with watery eyes,
flickering, flickering,

He stared at Kuang Chisui innocently.

Next second,
Feed the spoon to the mouth.

The little bald head hummed happily,
In the arms of Kuang Qiansui, it is arched into Xiaobai's residence.

After a while.

"Mom, sleepy~"

Little bald head with watery eyes,
blink blink,

out of focus...

Next second,
Kuang Chitose was placed on the small bed.

The little bald head immediately became energetic.

The arms around Kuang Chitose's neck were tightened quickly.

"Mother hug~ hug~ Xiaoguang is not sleepy!"

Kuang Chitose: ...

She parted the two lotus root joints with her little hands,
Touched the little bald head,

"Little thing, don't trick me. Go to sleep."

The little bald man pursed his mouth in grievance,

teary,

"I want to sleep with my mother~"

Kuang Qiansui was distressed, but he didn't budge.

"If you sleep with your mother, you can only stay in the Taoist temple for one night.
I will sleep in a small bed by myself, and I will stay with you for three nights. "

The little bald head whined twice,
"I want to sleep with my mother for three nights~"

Kuang Chitose: ...

"No. Sleep well."

The little bald-headed groaned for a long time in aggrieved voice,
In the end, he chose to sleep with Kuang Chitose's hand in his arms.

(End of this chapter)