Make sure Secretary Chen takes back his sight. Yan Jingchen frowns and looks at the little girl coming out.

Barefoot with scattered hair, long black hair completely covered the outline of the face, and the very small face became more and more small and exquisite.

Black eyes were soft, there was a moist light, yawning, walking over and sitting next to Yan Jingchen.

So the white little feet also appeared in front of him. With a perfect radian and soft shape, Yan Jingchen frowned, took the socks from Uncle Zhong's hand and gently raised the white and ruddy feet.

Starting with the warm and soft touch, Lin Jian's eyes also looked over at the right time: "hmm?"

To do what?

"Put on your socks. It's cold even with heating."

This is an ordinary community, which can't compare with the exquisitely decorated villa. The heating is also collective heating. Although it's not cold, it still can't be barefoot. Yan Jingchen bowed his head and put socks on the little girl's film very seriously, while Lin Jian snorted mercilessly. The ruddy and lovely nose moved gently, and the rich rice fragrance rushed into the nose.

Lin Jian said excitedly, "there's something delicious. What did Uncle Zhong do?"

Seeing that the little girl spoke to Uncle Zhong rather than himself, Yan Jingchen's face was a little ugly. He suddenly didn't want to serve the heartless little girl.

Yes, he's jealous again.

He is not sure how many people in the world will be jealous of him. In short, there are two now, one is Lin Qiang and the other is uncle Zhong.

So now the question is, what is he in Lin Jian's heart??

When frowning, uncle Zhong saw the clue. He squinted at Lin Jian and explained, "I didn't prepare it. Young master Yan Jingchen specially bought breakfast for the young lady. I saw that the breakfast was very affordable and needed to queue up for a long time. Young master Yan Jingchen really bothered for the young lady."

Hearing that Yan Jingchen had prepared it for herself, Lin Jian turned her head and looked at the man who lowered her head to tidy up her socks. The outline of the man was beautiful in the sun. The whole man was not unhappy, but very calm. Lin Jian couldn't help laughing. She reached out and touched his head. Just like Lin Qiang, she spoiled him and said with a smile: "Well, good sun, you did a good job. My aunt's milk is very happy."

Hearing the little girl calling her good sun, Yan Jingchen's face became more and more gloomy.

He reached out to take off his hand on his head and held it in his palm. He felt the softness and warmth transmitted by his fingertips. With his other hand, he took breakfast and stuffed chopsticks into the little girl's hand. In a voice that he was obviously not very happy but had to spoil, he said, "eat quickly."

He went to bed so late last night and didn't get up until this point today. He must be hungry. He doesn't want the little girl to be hungry. Moreover, when he is there, he wants to spoil people in his arms rather than get angry with her.

Lin Jian smiled and clenched her chopsticks, but before eating, she suddenly got up and said, "no, I have to call my good grandson to eat together. I can't make him hungry!"

The man had rushed to the bedroom door and patted the door. He shouted, "good sun got up for dinner. Yan Jingchen brought a delicious breakfast. He won't eat his sister-in-law's milk any more. He won't stay with you at all."

She shouted, but she didn't know that the man's eyes behind her were darker.