Chapter 30 It's a craft

Author: Dongxi Nanbei

Chapter 30 It's a craft

The next day, the Yan family mansion.

Mrs. Yan, who had just come out of the room, had a little dark eyes. She covered her mouth with one hand and was pounding Hache. She looked like she didn't look good at sleeping.

"mom."

Lin Yurong was startled. She patted her chest and then noticed the figure that was getting closer and closer on the other side of the corridor.

"Why are you here?"

She looked at the sky in surprise, and the sun didn't hit the west. It was already past ten o'clock in the morning, and she could still see this busy man at home.

The mother and son got up now and met unexpectedly.

In fact, the sun was almost rising to the middle of the sky, and it was impossible to tell where it hit.

"Why can't I be here? Is it strange that I am at my own home?"

Yan Huaiwen walked downstairs leisurely with one hand in his trouser pocket, casual and light-hearted face.

Mrs. Yan followed him with her eyes and shook her head, "Strange, very strange."

Not sure what he remembered, Mrs. Yan cheered up, observed his expression, and asked suspiciously, "Do you feel uncomfortable in your body? So it's so late, and you haven't gone to the company yet."

Yan Huaiwen chuckled and replied in a good mood, "I'm not feeling uncomfortable, it's so good, but there's something to deal with in the morning, it's too late."

Lin Yurong was still a little unwilling to give up, his eyes rolled, and then asked tentatively, "Huaiwen, did you sleep well last night?"

Faced with this sudden concern, Yan Huaiwen thought of the scene last night, "Last night."

The corners of his lips raised unconsciously and said with some aftertaste, "I've been sleeping well."

Lin and Rong were skeptical. Just as she was about to take a step down the first step, her body stiffened and called the person who had gone downstairs first, "Come here and help me."

Yan Huaiwen looked at Ms. Lin, who was usually in good physical condition, in surprise, and stepped forward and helped her walk downstairs.

In the past, Ms. Lin has always been very healthy, with her daily schedule of ten or seven in the evening. She also has morning classes to practice in the morning, and she does not move in the wind and rain, so she rarely stays in bed.

Lin Yurong, who still has high requirements for himself in middle age, has put a lot of effort behind his efforts to coexist with health and beauty.

Yan Huaiwen asked with concern, "You are"

"I accidentally twisted it yesterday, nothing happened."

Lin Yurong quickly responded and successfully changed the topic, and comforted him earnestly, "What can you do at home? Is it uncomfortable if you delay so late? What's the problem? I have to tell my mother.

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He explained helplessly, "There is an international conference this morning, and the online conference has just ended. I will go to the company later."

So that's the case, Mrs. Yan nodded.

At the dining table, Lin Yurong looked sleepy and put down after only a few bites of breakfast.

Lin’s mother, wearing an apron, brought a bowl of soup from the kitchen, “Madam, this was something that the teacher told me to stew before going out in the morning. You must drink this while it’s hot.”

Lin Yurong looked at the bowl of Red Ginseng and Fuling Soup, frowned, a little reluctant, but he picked up the bowl and drank it numbly.

Yan Huaiwen's appetite is surprisingly good today. He wiped out most of the food on the table, making Lin Ma who carefully prepared the meals.

He saw Ms. Lin chewing waxy, and it was very strange, "Mom, why do you eat so little? You are the one who feels uncomfortable. Do you want to call the doctor to come and have a look?"

Lin Yurong was almost choked. It would be great if the doctor asked him to see him. She waved her hand and hated him again, meaning to meddle in other people's business.

Yesterday I felt that I had some debts to my son who had a "hidden illness" and wanted to make up for it. But this morning I felt annoying again when I looked at him.

"After eating, hurry up and go to work."

Ms. Lin did not urge Yan Huaiwen angrily.

Looking at this man who looked refreshed and refreshed, and the spring breeze blew his face, he looked faintly satisfied. No matter how he looked, he didn't look like he was feeling uncomfortable.

Lin Yurong, who accidentally put himself in yesterday, quietly held his sore waist, and his expression became unfathomable.

It shouldn't be.

Lin Yurong was irritated. After drinking his own special Dapu soup, how could he have no reaction at all? The soup is so powerful. What's going on? Could it be that the medicine has gone ineffective?

Thinking of this, I sighed silently in my heart. This disease is difficult to cure.

If this continues, not only will there be no hope of holding a grandson, but there will be no good girl from a good family willing to marry him.

Sorry, so sad!

Ms. Lin, who was deeply frustrated, didn't know that Yan Huaiwen had gone out once at night and drove back at around 2 a.m.

At that time, it was already one o'clock in the night when Yan Qing was "released".

The low breathing sound of a man was right in his ears. In the car with only two people, Yan Qing heard it and felt a red face and hot ears, dry mouth and tongue.

Putting aside his shyness, Yan Qing thought to himself, it sounds pretty good.

Although it was late at night, at the corner of the street in the community where she lived was a bar street with bright lights and wine.

Outside the car, people passed by from time to time, and even recognized it as a low-key luxury car. They came over happily and took photos around the car without blind spots.

Although he knew that the glass of the car was covered with anti-peeping film, Yan Qing was still frightened, so naturally he didn't have any priorities.

As she moved, the nice sound also fluctuated.

Yan Qing pursed her dry lips, and there were already fine beads of sweat on her forehead. She didn't know where to put her eyes, so she could only look at the interior of the car with a steady look.

As long as half a century has passed

Finally, the initiator touched her hair and said softly with a compassionate look, "Thank you for your hard work."

Yan Qing's words were a little bit uneasy, "No, it's not hard."

She rubbed her wrists that were sore, and said whatever she thought about her head, "This is also a craft job."

Yan Huaiwen was silent, pulled her hand and gently rubbed her.

While she told herself in her heart that this was nothing. She was an adult with a story and could not be underestimated. So Yan Qing pretended to be experienced and commented.

"This is not difficult."

But her actions just now showed a sense of youth and ignorance, which had long exposed the fact that she was a rookie.

Yan Huaiwen did not expose it, but just looked at her with a funny voice and encouraged her.

"Yeah, keep working hard."

Before leaving, Yan Qing held on to a strong sense of energy and did not turn into a soft-legged shrimp.

That spirit supports her not to show weakness or weakness. After all, she promised it first. Since she agreed, she must do her best. What's going on with her timidity?

The "hard" Yan Qing didn't even open the car door smoothly. Yan Huaiwen walked around her, opened the door for her, and helped her tidy up her clothes.

Yan Huaiwen was still dressed in Qinggui at this moment, and he looked at Yan Qing with a bright look. No one could guess what he had done just now.

Yan Qing is a discerning person who has a discerning eye and can be seen through with just one look. She has done bad things just now, but her psychological quality is not very good and her eyes are weak.

She finally plucked up the courage, looked up at the man, and said in a striking tone, "No need to send me, it's only a few dozen meters away. I'll go back alone, I'll leave first."

Yan Huaiwen stood there without moving, but reached out to hold her, "I haven't said goodbye yet."

He lowered his head, his lips imprinted on her forehead, with a sense of soothing and reluctance.

In fact, many of their actions tonight were closer to this gentle kiss.

But Yan Qing felt a cherished love in this gentle kiss tonight.

"goodbye."

Goodbye, meet again soon, meet again every year~

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