"I know Yiyi only wants her mother a little bit, but what should I do if my mother misses Yiyi so much?"
Su Yinuo looked at Yi Yi pitifully with a drooped face.
"Then if mom wants Yiyi, why don't you call Yiyi... Wuwu... Mom is bad."
The crying that had just calmed down resounded again, and Su Yinuo had no choice but to follow the domineering young master's hair.
"It's mom's fault, so Yiyi stop crying and be good..."
The scene of reuniting after a long absence did not bring much excitement to Yan Huan. In his opinion, it was just one more person who was in the way. Fortunately, every thing brings its own advantage. At least he didn't have to endure the fact that it was a bed for two people.
In the middle, there is also the intrusion of a kid who only knows how to cry and occasionally act like a young master.
The man stood up from the sofa, strode in front of Su Yichen in two strides, took her hand and prepared to go upstairs.
"Yan Huan..."
She hasn't said a few words to her sister yet...
"Shut up, the matter between us has not been resolved yet."
"But……"
Yan Huan turned around suddenly, and a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes burst out with a different kind of chill, "Do you want to eat at **** tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow?"
This alternative threat often works better than anything else.
Su Yichen swallowed and looked at him helplessly, "That Yan Huan... we have something to talk about."
No man who is going crazy will listen carefully to what his woman has to say.
"I'll tell you nicely."
Yan Huan's handsome face had an unusual curve, "I will definitely be here to listen to what you have to say."
Su Yichen was suddenly confused in the wind.
The man's steps were unusually long, and he said something before going upstairs.
"If you want to stay, sleep. If you want to leave, go as fast as you want."
Su Yinuo took out some time from his busy schedule to argue with the hurried man. He grinned and said, "Don't worry, we will stay. You also know my taste. I like to sit when others are busy."
It’s time to step in!”
"Asshole!" Yan Huan suppressed the two words and almost didn't make a sound. In the end, he shook his body and still took Su Yichen's hand and walked up.
"How's it going?" Su Yinuo raised his eyebrows at Yiyi, "Is mom awesome? Can you make Yan Huan an ice cube messy in the wind?"
It was rare for Young Master Yi Yi to burst into laughter, holding Su Yinuo's face with his pink hands, "Mom is so mean."