Mr.Mo's eternal love: sweet wife, please come to my arms

Yan looked at the young man in front of him with surprised eyes.

What a handsome man, with sword eyebrows and stars, a nose and thin lips, and a touch of tenderness between his delicate and heroic eyebrows.

He is also very tall, at least 1.85 meters, and has a straight posture. At first glance, he has a particularly elegant and profound cool temperament.

His eyes are also very beautiful, thin and long, deep and black. His eyes are not always cold and arrogant like mochuxi, but the opposite gentle.

Yan Xinxin was stunned and suddenly returned to his mind.

How do you think of that arrogant man?

"Excuse me, are you looking for murchuxi?"

Yan Xinxin took the lead in opening his mouth.

Sheng Yehan looked at Yan Xinxin and gave him a little meal. He couldn't help looking at Yan Xinxin in doubt.

The dress looks very simple, but the appearance is not ordinary at all. The facial features are exquisite, the black hair and small face, the smart big eyes under the long eyelashes one by one attract the line of sight.

"Are you... Xi's girlfriend?"

He was stunned.

"Er, my name is Yan Xinxin. Murchuxi should have gone out for morning transportation. Why don't you come first?"

"Yes."

Sheng Yehan nodded and then walked in. Just as he entered the living room, he saw a small figure holding a plate and slowly walked to the table.

Sheng Yehan couldn't help but twist his long eyebrow and look at Yan Chenxi's children carefully.

Seeing the handsome man in front of him, he looked at his son suspiciously and interrupted quickly.

"Sit down and I'll pour you a glass of water."

“OK。”

Sheng Yehan took back his eyes and sat down on the sofa. He took out his mobile phone again to call Mo Chuxi. As soon as he got through, he heard a mobile phone ring in the room not far away.

Obviously, murchuxi went out and his mobile phone fell in the room.

Yan Xinxin went to the restaurant to pour water. Yan Chenxi, who had put away the dishes and chopsticks, looked curiously at Sheng Yehan sitting in the living room.

"Be careful, who is that little brother?"

"Is that brother Chuxi's friend?"

Yan Xinxin guessed, then poured water and picked up the glass.

"Xiao Xi, you have breakfast first. Be careful and eat later."

"Oh, yeah."

The little guy nodded obediently.

"That's good."

Yan Xinxin smiled happily and turned back to the living room.

"Sit down. I think he should be back soon."

"Sheng Yehan, my name."

Sheng Yehan looked at Yan Xinxin and introduced himself. The sound line was clear and pleasant.

Sheng?

You have a big hole in your heart and brain. Isn't he the son of Sheng family, one of the four families in an Cheng?

"Hello, Mr. Sheng."

Yan Xinxin said a polite greeting and handed the glass. The smile on his small face was a little embarrassed. After all, he was unfamiliar.

"Thank you."

Sheng Yehan stretched out his hand. His hands were white and delicate, and his bones were clear. It seemed that he had been treated with dignity since childhood. His good-looking lips pulled.

"As Xi's best friend, I didn't know he had been secretly married and had such a big son."

"Ha?"

Hearing this, the water cup that was being handed to the air suddenly slipped and broke on the floor with a bang.

Yan Xinxin squatted down to pick up the pieces before he could explain.

"Sorry, I got your pants wet, hiss..."

Apologizing, I accidentally stabbed my finger by the sharp glass, and the red blood soon flowed out.

Sheng Yehan frowned, then squatted down and grabbed Yan Xinxin's injured finger.

"Don't move."

He said, looking very serious.

Yan Xinxin was confused. When he was about to take his hand back, he felt a shadow behind him.

"What are you doing?"