Growing Fond of You, Mr Nian

Chapter 1387 Baby I Am Insomnia

Half an hour later, Molucy returned to his room.

Turned over and over for a long time, excited to sleep.

He just made a successful marriage proposal. He is now the future son-in-law recognized by Yan Su's parents.

He was finally able to hug Yan Suming's name.

But why such a night can only sleep alone.

I ca n’t help but pick up the phone and send a WeChat to Yan Su: Baby, have you fallen asleep, I have lost sleep.

Before long, Yan Su replied: I didn't fall asleep.

After all, for the first time in my life, he was proposed, and his mood was always sweet and complicated. Who could sleep immediately?

Molucy: Coincidentally, I'd better come over.

Yan Su: ....

Molucy: It's been more than half a month since I became a vegetarian. Today is a special day, plus the New Year.

Yan Su was speechless: You are enough, Yan Yan is still sleeping beside me.

Molucy: I tap.

Yan Su: You are not afraid to be discovered by my parents. My father doesn't like this.

Molucy: I will be very light.

Yan Su: I fell asleep.

Molucy: "..."

He looked at his mobile phone very late and was completely insomnia.

In the new year the following day, many people came to worship.

On the second day of the second day, Yan Lu took a family member to the mountain to sacrifice to his ancestors, and went to Grandma Yan Su's house in the afternoon. A group of elders were still playing mahjong. ring.

There are too many memories of Yan Su in this ancient town with beautiful scenery, "Look, this is where I go to primary school."

Moliusie glanced into it. Although there were only three buildings, he could feel the village was very wealthy by the mountains and rivers. "You are also here in middle school and high school?"

"No, in Jingdezhen," Yan Su and he explained, "This is our old house. Our family has a large factory for the production of porcelain behind the mountain. It is sold throughout the country every year. If it is not for the Chinese New Year or the weekend, my parents will They live in urban areas, and they often have to exchange ideas and talk about art, and sometimes they have to travel to other places for business. They only visit the factory occasionally. The factory is usually run by my uncle and uncle. "

"Susu, I understand. Your family is truly a pottery family uploaded by your ancestors, and you are also a real boudoir," Moluci pinched the tip of her nose. "No wonder you have developed this temper."

"What temperament?" Yan Su asked curiously.

"Willfulness," Molucy chuckled her with a smirk, "indifferent to fame and fortune, nothing to win."

Yan Su said embarrassed, "Because I have been in my family since childhood, I really don't care much about them. My parents hoped that when I was young, I would be well-educated and be able to inherit their mantle, but I was really not interested in porcelain."

"Now that's fine, Yan Yan, do you mean?" Moliuxi bent over and asked the airtight Yan Yan in the bag.

Yan Yan danced with joy, and looked very happy, but no one could understand what she said.

"Susu, you're leaving tomorrow ... I can come here secretly," Molucy whispered as she approached her.

Yan Su's cheeks were reddish, and it took a long time before the wind heard her soft "um" voice.

...

At two o'clock in the morning, everyone was silent.

Yan Su opened the door, and Molucy quickly slipped in and hugged her into the air.

"Baby, I don't want you to go," Moluci buried Jun face in her neck.

"Be busy this year, it's better to prepare for the tour, slowly," Yan Su said, holding up his face, "to spend more time with my daughter."

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