Quick Transmigration:He's Affected Again

After getting out of the car, the old housekeeper who was guarding outside the villa welcomed him with a smile.

"Welcome home, young master." The old housekeeper's smile was very pleasing, which made Chen Yan feel close at once.

"This will be our home in the future." Yu Ling took Chen Yan's hand and never let go.

He felt as if he were dreaming.

In just a few days, he decided to adopt a child and brought the child to his own home to make him a part of the family.

"I'll call grandma and uncle later. Do you know?"

"I see." Chen Yan nodded his head cleverly.

After entering the door, we saw Mrs. Yu and Yu Chen sitting on the sofa.

"Brother, you are back!" Yu Chen threw himself into Yu Ling's arms. However, he threw himself into Yu Ling's arms, but his eyes kept on peeking at Chen Yan.

"You child, you are shy now." Mrs. Yu laughed at her little son's shyness.

He complained to the eldest son: "you don't know. Before Xiaoyan came, he kept on jumping up and down, and kept asking me when my nephew would come. It's like a monkey. It's killing me. Now that you're back, he's embarrassed

"Mom!" Yu Chen didn't like to be exposed by his mother, so he became angry.

"OK, OK. Don't give the gift you prepared for Xiaoyan quickly." Mrs. Yu laughed at her little son's advice, and she was very happy.

Yu Chen plucked up his courage and raised his head from his brother's arms. After receiving an encouraging look from his brother, Yu Chen took out the picachu doll, which was covered with heat in his arms, and handed it to Chen Yan.

"Nephew, this is a gift I prepared for you. Would you like it?" Yu Chen recently accompanied Mrs. Yu to watch a TV play. He was so nervous that he gave Biao all the northeast dialect he had learned.

Being called nephew by an 8-year-old child, Chen Yan's feeling in his heart is a little hard to say.

Imagine, a psychological age of n-year-old man, by an eight year old child called nephew, that is really 10000 points of critical attack.

However, Yu Chen's eyes were so sincere and tense, and his lips were tightly pursed. He was afraid that he would not like the Pikachu he sent him. Chen Yan sighed silently in his heart. Forget it, nephew is nephew.

"I like it very much. Thank you, little uncle." Chen Yan takes over Pikachu and smiles. His eyes are like crescent moon, which is very pleasing. Yu Chen felt his eyes lit up at that moment.

"I knew you'd like it. Pikachu is so cute, I always like it."

Yu Chen, no matter how precocious, sensible, is also a child. Seeing Chen Yan, who was about his age, he couldn't help but open up a quarrel.

"My mother and my brother have decorated your room. I'll show you. You'll love it."

Yu Chen said that he would pull Chen Yan upstairs.

Yu lingrou and smile, "go."

Yu Chen stepped on his Pikachu slippers and ran upstairs with Chen Yan.

Mrs. Yu called out, "Yuchen, you should take good care of your brother! Slow down. Don't drop your brother. "

Yu Ling corrected her mother's mistake after hearing it. "Mom, Xiaoyan is not Xiaochen's younger brother."

Mrs. Yu responded to what she had just said.

"I didn't get used to it for a while. Xiao Yan is only seven years old. I can't help thinking of him as Xiao Chen's younger brother."

Mrs. Yu laughed.