Yan Zhi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This little girl was really too clingy to him. He shrugged helplessly at Sijin, hugged the baby and went out, "Okay, uncle will take you to take a boat ride."
…
Yan Zhi put Uncle Love's treasure on a flower boat by the lake and let the two maids watch. The little girl was just a little girl. With the fresh flower boat, her uncle immediately ran away.
Yan Zhen smiled helplessly again. He couldn't find Xin Gan and Lei Haotian everywhere, so he turned around and went upstairs again.
As soon as he went upstairs, he heard Yan Mo ask: "Yan Zhi, your place is much warmer than outside. Who is your designer here? I will also find him to design a set for me tomorrow." [
Although it is already February, the weather is still very cold. Unexpectedly, after entering the gate, the temperature here is obviously different. It is as warm as spring. The grass on the lawn is tender green, which is really a visual enjoyment.
A man sitting on the sofa laughed: "He just knows how to enjoy it. The designer you mentioned is actually right in front of you when you are far away!"
Yan Mo's curiosity turned to the man, "Could it be you?"
"Here." The man raised his chin, and Yan Mo's eyes were fixed on Yan Zhi. Yan Zhi shrugged, "It's unique and unparalleled in the world!"
Yan Mo despises him!
Sijin walked out of it, wearing a polar fishtail skirt that showed off her tall figure. Yan Zhi strode over and held her by his side.
"Brother Mo, Xiao Liangliang has grown so big?"
Sijin looked at the little boy who was about seven or eight years old, and lamented how time flies. If she and Yan Zhen hadn't been separated for so many years, wouldn't they have children now, and they would be walking around around her on the ground?
"This is Xiao Jingjing, my daughter." Yan Mo glanced at his eldest son Yan Liang, who came with others, and then ignored him. Instead, he pointed at a little girl and introduced to Sijin that he also has a son, Yan Qingcheng, who is currently living in the hospital.
Studying in the gifted youth class of the Royal Academy of Spain.
Sijin didn't know that she and Yan Zhen already had a son who could stagger around. But that was a story for another day!
At this moment, everyone in the room was chatting and laughing, but in the other room, Lei Haotian put his heart under his body and gnawed at it fiercely. The two of them locked the door of the room from the inside, and then the sky thundered and the earth fired.
Endless passion burns...
In the end, Xingan knocked on Lei Haotian's arm, and the two of them took a bath comfortably.
Lei Haotian's abdominal fingers scratched her red skin, "Are you still angry?"
"No." Xingan shook his head. A dozen days ago, the two had a quarrel. It was really just a trivial matter. Xingan ran to Los Angeles in anger, and Lei Haotian refused to go back no matter how coaxed he was.
"Lie." He pinched her nose: "You don't want your daughter anymore? You don't want your man either?"
"Of course I want a daughter. I'll give it some thought to the man." Xianggan pinched him hard with both hands, "Is it true that if two people live together for a long time, their relationship will fade away? I heard others say that the seven-year itch is very scary.
, but we haven’t reached seven years yet…”
She said she felt aggrieved, and angrily pinched his flesh again, squeezing it hard.
"No." His words were always concise and clear, but made people feel firm.
However, "Uncle Lei has been ill recently, why can't you tell him that you are his son?" She didn't understand. They were obviously father and son. She just proposed that father and son should recognize each other. Why did he not agree: "Uncle Lei these two years...
I regret very much. I regret not calling my grandfather daddy before he died. He has always felt bad in his heart."[