Xia Changyue looks like a child when she is asleep. Her petite body is all nestled on the sofa. Her small face is on her arm. She seems to dream of something unhappy. Her eyebrows are frowning from time to time.

Yan Chengchi's body leans back and leans on the office chair. The next second, he stands up from the chair and walks towards the sofa.

He walked lightly and sat down on the sofa opposite Xia Changyue.

Black eyes stare at her for a moment

Caught a glimpse of her slightly shrinking into the sofa, Yan Chengchi took off her coat and covered her.

"Well..." Xia Changyue grunted contentedly and naturally rolled over his coat and fell asleep more deeply.

“....” Yan Chengchi eyes deep, staring at her still childish sleeping face, the body side of the hand, silent grip.

The memory seems to be back four years ago.

At that time, she never liked to cover the quilt, but liked to roll his coat.

He asked her, but she said, "if you have a boyfriend's coat, who needs to cover the quilt..."

He just pinched her cheek and didn't think deeply.

Until once, he accidentally saw her diary.

At that time, he knew that what she liked was not his coat, but the familiar taste on his coat, which belonged to him.

When he is not around her, rolling his coat can make her sleep at ease

Peace of mind, how simple, but love is not longevity of the two words.

But in the end, she was tired of his taste

Yan Chengchi's eyes were dark, and the fundus of his eyes reflected a faint light.

Looking at Xia Changyue, who is rolling his coat and sleeping sweetly, her eyes become complicated.

He got up, went back to his desk and went on with his work.

In such a big office, because of one more person, even the air seems to have changed.

Originally boring work, it seems not so grinding.

Yu Guang from Yan Chengchi's corner of his eye sweeps the mobile phone on the edge of the table, remembers something, picks up the mobile phone and opens wechat.

"I like the gift very much. In return, you can make me a condition, which is my promise to you." Yan Chengchi loosens his hand and looks at the success of voice transmission. Black eyes know it well.

He admitted that he had no affection for an Chenxu's son at first.

But the little guy seems to be different from what he imagined

Why does he always have a feeling that her son, who doesn't like an Chenxu, is throwing an olive branch at him instead.

Is it his illusion?

"Anything is OK?" Han Han's tender voice soon came out of his mobile phone.

Yan Chengchi moved his mobile phone away from his ear and said, "well, anything is OK, as long as I can do it."

"King Hanhan wants money, a lot of money!" The little guy responded without thinking.

“....”

Yan Chengchi stares at the mobile phone screen for a while, then puts the mobile phone to his ear and listens to it again.

Make sure you didn't hear me wrong, and then open your lips.

"What do you want so much money for?"

"Raise a little Yue and a pig!" Han Han answered simply without hesitation.

There is a sister who can only eat. King Hanhan has to work hard to earn money to make a living.

“....”

So, in his heart, mom and pig are the same level creatures?

After Yan Chengchi was slightly stunned, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

But the next second, the picture of Xia Changyue inviting him to dinner flashed through his mind, making his body slightly stiff.

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