100 ways to trick a boy into going to sleep

Chapter 275 Feng Qiwu

"it is good."

That one word, "good," was incredibly powerful; his restlessness and longing, his thoughts of her, all rolled over her lips and teeth.

When Yan's mother knocked on the door, the little girl was still hiding behind Yan Junwu with a flushed face.

Having been through similar experiences, she knew perfectly well that the two children were being affectionate in the room. Afraid of embarrassing the child, she didn't say much, but simply handed Yan Junwu a plate of washed fruit: "This is for Huanhuan."

"Okay, Mom, is there anything else?"

Yan's mother rolled her eyes at Yan Junwu: "Your grandma and the others are still here, so watch yourself."

She smiled at Huanhuan again: "Huanhuan, eat more. If you like it, Auntie will wash some more for you."

"Okay, thank you auntie."

Yan Junwu hurriedly closed the door.

"If you act like this, Auntie might think we're doing something shady." Jin Huan tugged at his clothes helplessly.

"We're doing something shady."

"Just a kiss."

"I'll kiss you until you're sick." He pulled her close and kissed the corner of her lips again.

Jin Huan sat by his bedside, and Yan Junwu brought his photo album over for her to see.

Yan Junwu was cuter when he was a child than he is now.

She smiled and pulled out a photo: "Brother, you have such an innocent side to you."

"Do you like it?" "Yes, it's so cute."

"Then this one is for you. It's me when I was little. Keep it safe. If you lose it, you'll have to pay with your body!" Yan Junwu raised an eyebrow. Whenever he smiled, he always seemed charming and a little bit mischievous.

"Okay." She put the photo into the inside pocket of her bag.

......

Downstairs, the old lady sat, feeling somewhat uncomfortable. She now felt uneasy in her daughter's home.

Yun Qingjue spoke up when Yan's mother was not around.

"Grandma, it's my fault, please don't be like this."

“But she broke up with you and got together with Xiaoyan. Grandma is not happy about it,” the old lady said, frowning.

“She broke up with me. It’s her freedom to be with whomever she wants, and she probably doesn’t know about my relationship with Xiaoyan.” Yun Qingjue frowned. “You!” The old lady felt indignant that her grandson was standing up for her, but he kept speaking up for Jinhuan, which made her unhappy.

"Alright, your uncle will be back soon, so please be careful."

The old lady was still unhappy.

Just then, Yan's father came home.

"Where is Xiaoyan's girlfriend?"

"They're inside. I'll go call them down." Mrs. Yan took the man's coat, hung it on the clothesline, and went upstairs.

Yan's father walked over and sat down next to the old lady: "Mom, Xiao Jue."

"Ugh."

"What's wrong, Mom?"

Yun Qingjue quickly tugged at the old lady's sleeve.

I don't want her to say anything inappropriate.

"It's nothing, I'm just getting old and dizzy from the long car ride." "Oh, we didn't think that way, making you travel all this way."

Yan Junwu led Jin Huan downstairs.

"Hello, uncle."

"Huanhuan, right? I heard it from Xiaoyan." Yan's father laughed heartily.

"Come on, let's eat."

Mother Yan invited everyone to sit down.

Yan Junruo and Yan Junwu sat on either side of Jin Huan.

He didn't plan to stay overnight, so he wasn't going to drink, and he held down his glass to prevent Yun Qingjue from pouring him some.

Yun Qingjue gave him a meaningful look, and the two brothers' eyes met, their emotions not friendly at all.

"Huanhuan is from Haishi?"

Mother Yan tried to find a topic to talk about, saying that people in the Empire liked to chat while eating, as it could foster relationships. "No," she replied.

"Where is Huanhuan from?"

"My home is at the foot of the Kunlun Mountains."

Everyone:…...?

Jin Huan didn't pay attention to their expressions; she just stared longingly at the prawns in the center of the turntable.

The next second, two pairs of chopsticks simultaneously placed a large shrimp into her bowl.