Tempting You to Marry Me—Pampered Cute Wifey

"Why not?"

Wen Zhihan glanced at the adult over there and whispered to Qian Qian. "Qin Lulu is a man who is unreasonable. At first glance, he is spoiled at home. If there is no tutor, he can teach such a daughter. Parents are definitely not good. Go, like your father, Xi Bobo, Ji Bobo, they are directed at their own character, you know that your tutor is definitely good, and the character is naturally not where you are."

Yan Qian still quite agrees with his sentence.

After all, he has seen this kind of thing. The character and character of the parents themselves have a great influence on the children.

At 10:20, the group returned to Longting.

Wen Shaofan and Nan Lin Mo are the same ones who are responsible for cooking at home.

Because the wife is a famous pianist in the circle, it is extremely important to look at both hands. At that time, he also spent a lot of effort to catch up.

So a beautiful pair of hands, he can not bear to cook the kitchen to wash the bowl, but also bought a billion yuan insurance for his wife's hand...

The two children got into the game room again.

When Qian Qian was bored for two years, he would read books and play games. The games that he could play were almost played by him all the time, so it was easy to fight with Wen Zhihan.

"Ah, you make me a game!!!!"

Wen Zhihan collapsed a bit, watching the screen on his own side was smashed by the enemy, and the gas almost dropped the gamepad! ! !

Yan Qian has no expression and leans against the wall. "Sorry, hand mistakes, I haven't resisted for a while."

Wen Zhihan: "..."

Good luck! Can I hack this guy?

After playing two games, Yan Qian got up and "wait for me."

Ten minutes later, Yan Qian came back and had a porcelain doll in his hand. He sat cross-legged by Wen’s cold and looked at the doll in his hand.

After a while, he lifted his hand and handed it to Wen Zhihan, "Give."

"Give me this, the girl's house, I don't want it!" Wen Zhihan disliked his mouth.

Qi Qian patted his head and was speechless. "I said it was for you. This is for Ou Yuenan. If you see her, give this to her."

"Hey, you are a light-hearted friend. You haven't been able to get a woman for so many years. You haven't sent me anything!"

Wen Zhihan screamed and took it, looked at it and stuffed it into his pocket. "I know, I will see her and she will give it to her. As a reward, you will go see me playing next month!"

Yan Qian evoked his lips and his eyebrows were sloppy. "Ok, sure, you are holding it, it is porcelain, you can't afford to fall."

"I know, I know!"

After lunch, Wen Shaofan took his son away.

Yan Qian blinked at Wen’s cold and gestured with a thumb. Wen Han’s eyes blinked and made an ok gesture.

Yan Qian’s lips squinted with a faint smile. Although Wen Zhihan was a haggard, he was very reliable and gave him this task. He was very reassured.

South Lin Mo, holding her daughter, turned around and saw the laughing son. He walked over. "Today is a good mood."

The two brothers are very good, raising their hands and holding the shoulders of the old man. "Yeah, because Mommy is not there, don't listen to Mommy's voice."

South Lin looked at the son who was only half his head shorter than him, and his heart was warm.

In a blink of an eye, more than a decade has passed, and the child who only came to his thighs has grown so high.

The child is changing, the voice is a little hoarse, the beard seems to have a beard, a little bit, can't see clearly.

He realized that his son was really grown up and was about to become a man.

"Go to the hospital tomorrow to find you dry, and then do a detailed physical examination."

Yan Qian nodded. "Well, I am convinced that I will go to see his performance at the Lincoln Center next month. I want to go to Cognac for a few days after reading."

South is facing frowning.

What the son thinks, he can basically guess seven seven eight eight.

This kid is nothing more than listening to Lu Yingbai’s agitation in the first two months. He is curious about the bullets and wants to feel it.

"Your mom will not agree."

Yan Qian knows that he will say this, and generally he does not agree with things, will move out of Mommy to suppress him.

"We can't tell Mommy."

In the south, Mo Yan raised her eyes and put her daughter down. She watched her run into the living room and said, "Nan Qianqian, the wings are hard, and they are starting to look at your mommy."

Yan Qian smiled and didn't speak.

He actually likes the feeling of being nervous at the moment, but the two years are not good, not only the training has not gone, but even the previous physical training has been pulled down a lot.

Since the last time I heard the words of Cognac, he actually has exercise, just physical reasons, can not do too heavy exercise.

"Oh, I swear, just this time, to feel it, I will never go again."

"I think about it and see your physical examination tomorrow."

"..."

Sunday.

Qian Qian got up early because he had to have a full medical examination and could not eat breakfast. He only drank a glass of milk.

As soon as he entered the office, he and the Mingyang cognac came to a warm hug.

He can recover to this day, in addition to the Mummy, but also thanks to the jealousy and cognac, that time. They can't sleep and think of ways.

From the bottom of my heart, Qian Qian is respectful to them.

"I haven't seen you for a month. How do I feel that you are growing taller?" Huo Mingyang looked up and down and looked at himself and snorted.

"There is one meter eight, good boy, you are only one meter and eighty five, really want to catch up with me!"

Yan Qian smiled, "Dry, when do you start checking?"

"Go now, take blood early, eat breakfast early, do not eat dry, and together for a while." Huo Mingyang took them out.

The long needle was inserted into the blood vessel, and the eyebrows did not wrinkle. For more than two years, I didn't know how many needles were hit and how much blood was taken. I used to take it for granted.

After the blood was drawn, he went to the staff restaurant with Huo Mingyang.

Haitian Hospital is a private hospital and the best hospital in Jiangcheng. The food is also inferior. Huo Mingyang’s dinner is more picky. The chefs in the restaurant are all five-star chefs dug from the hotel.

"Dry, Li Mo went to the training camp this year, is it necessary to raise the junior group."

"Yeah, twelve years old, like the encounter, the junior group, but I and you are not going to let them go this year."

He frowned, "Why?"

Huo Mingyang smiled twice, and some helplessly shook his head. "The two stinky boys have been mixed in the children's group for five years. You have been in the first two years. They are still converging. In the next three years, two people will be king in the children's group. I don’t know how many people have offended. When I first went to the junior group, I must be hacked."

The temper of the encounter is not awkward, and there is no sand in the eyes. Li Mo is almost the same. Like the first cow, the two of them are together. It’s really simple!