The man in his arms was completely paralyzed, breathing evenly and splashing on his neck. Yan Jingchen didn't dare to move. He was afraid that he would wake up the little girl. He thought that the blanket was around, but he couldn't reach it. He was a little annoyed by the distance of one finger.

Gee, why did you put it so far?

When frowning, the car shook suddenly. Yan Jingchen leaned directly. He held people in panic and didn't take care of himself. Until the car was stable, he twisted his eyebrows and stared at the front seat. His long eyes were cold and sharp: "what's the matter!"

The driver was frightened and said, "the car next to him suddenly changed lanes..."

"Drive well!"

"Yes!"

The driver shut up and didn't dare to speak any more. Instead, Secretary Chen glanced in the rearview mirror and looked at their high-end, atmospheric and high-grade president Yan leaning in the back seat without image. While struggling to support the sleeping Lin Jian, he tried to get enough blankets.

Secretary Chen:

Look away silently, OK, he didn't see anything!!!

It was easy to reach the blanket. Yan Jingchen was happy for a while, but the car stopped before it was covered. Secretary Chen's voice came faintly: "Mr. Yan, here we are."

Yan Jingchen:

What the hell is he doing all the way??

Some angry embarrassment for a while, Yan Jingchen looked sideways at the person who was still sleeping, bent over and hugged him.

Forget it, just get there.

Lin Qiang is now watching TV in the living room waiting for his sister-in-law's milk to come back. It's more than 8 p.m. when the door opens, he quickly gets up to meet him. As a result, he sees the sister-in-law's milk held back by the princess, and the person holding the sister-in-law's milk is Yan Jingchen!

Lin Qiang:???

"Are you...?" are you going to dinner??

Yan Jingchen glanced at him coldly. If he hadn't been the grandson of the little girl, he wouldn't have paid any attention.

"Well, I slept in my arms."

“…………”

Well, the amount of information seems a little big!!!

"Uncle Zhong, uncle Zhong!" Lin Qiang thought he was not Yan Jingchen's opponent. He turned back and called for people. Uncle Zhong came out and saw the sleeping Lin Jian. He was very calm. He smiled and said, "Yan Shao, send people into the room."

"Don't wash?" he hugged people tightly and stepped into Lin Jian's room. This was his first time in. The layout inside was very simple. It was more like a Zen room in the Taoist hall than a bedroom. Cigarettes curled.

"No, I'll do it myself when I wake up."

The man gently put down and pulled the thin quilt. Yan Jingchen looked up and took a glass of water and put it at the head of the bed. Then he turned and left. Lin Qiang was watching from beginning to end. When he came out, his eyes still fell on him. He said, "you didn't do anything to my sister-in-law's milk?"

Yan Jingchen's clear and sharp eyes fell, cold to the extreme, obviously unhappy: "you should ask, your sister-in-law didn't do anything to me."

“…………”

Well, I think of that classic quote again: your sister-in-law's milk greedy for my body.

Lin Qiang helped his forehead, turned pale and left. Forget it, my aunt's milk is so powerful. There should be no one who can treat her in the world.

Turning back to the room, Lin Qiang finally opened the live broadcasting room. It doesn't matter. The message directly exploded on the screen!

I'm little cute: little brother, you're finally here!! You're a whole hour late!! Do you know that you have more than 50000 fans today? You want fire. Come and celebrate with us!!!

Lin Qiang:????

No, when the live broadcast is turned on, the powder will not rise. When the live broadcast is turned off, what's the operation??

The live broadcasting platform is hacked??