He's super cute

Yu Xiaoque glanced at Cheng Yu at the top of the stairs, took a few steps back, her shoulders trembled, and she didn't speak.

Jiang Yan was not in a hurry, half of his face was hidden in the darkness, his expression was unpredictable, he took the last sip of wine slowly, and said softly, "Don't understand what I said?"

"Understood..." Yu Xiaoque bit her lower lip, her face turned pale, there was still cream hanging from her mouth, her voice was trembling out of tune, "Go back to the room... sir, please..."

"You still know how to save face?" Jiang Yan's tone was gentle on the surface, but there was a kind of coldness that people couldn't see through, "Don't force me to do it myself."

Usually, Yu Xiaoque would have obediently compromised when she heard this tone, but today she seemed to be frightened and was still struggling with her eyesight.

I didn't see the man's obviously growing impatient look.

"Sir, I checked..." Yu Xiaoque opened her mouth, opened her trouser pockets, stretched her trembling hands in front of her, and begged, "Don't be here..."

"Take off." Jiang Yan put the wine glass on the table casually, and said a word coldly.

"Sir..." Yu Xiaoque almost desperately begged for mercy, begging for some mercy from the superior, "Go back to the room, I, I, I dare not..."

Please, show me some dignity in front of Cheng Yu.

Jiang Yan Xu didn't see his low-pitched begging, Xu did see it and didn't care.

This kind of disobedient thing has to make him afraid before he can remember it.

Jiang Yan was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and walked up to him in a few steps, a small ball was caged in his shadow, even the snow-white neck was trembling wetly, fragile and fragile.

He rubbed Yu Xiaoque's neck vaguely, "I'm tired of hearing your promises."

"What face do disobedient children have?"

Under the gaze of the man, Yu Xiaoque suddenly felt a little erratic and dizzy, with weakness in her feet and weak knees.

Cheng Yu's schadenfreude gaze was even more substantive, making him feel ashamed.

As soon as Yu Xiaoque closed her eyes and kicked her calf, she didn't know anything.

Jiang Yan caught the little canary that had fallen limply in his arms, and for a moment didn't know what expression to show.

The hostility all over his body also dissipated.

Did you faint from fright?

The little man in his arms was bleeding from his lower lip, his eyelashes fluttered restlessly, and his white and greasy skin was baked by the sun like a sunburn, pitiful and funny.

Jiang Yan suddenly didn't know what to do with him, looked down at the cute little softie, and couldn't help but smile again.

"This cowardice still dares to play the game of obedience and violation."

He picked up the unconscious little soft bun, weighed it twice, and touched his round belly, "Fat again."

"Little piggy."

Yu Xiaoque skillfully found a comfortable position in his arms, and snored softly.

"Forget it, I will punish you not to have dinner."

Jiang Yan brushed the tear mole under Xiao Ruan Baozi's eyes, and there was no trace of anger in his eyes, so he didn't pursue it any further.

Cheng Yu stood on the second floor and watched the scene downstairs. The man murmured something in a low voice with a tender gesture.

He closed his eyes, his nails dug into his palms, and turned back to the room.

#玉小雀's health is not very good, after a day of shopping in the sun, it has already reached its limit.

Being threatened by Jiang Yan again, Xiaoxin couldn't bear it completely, and simply rolled his eyelids and passed out.

He saw a young man against the light coming towards him, the pale golden sunlight faintly outlined his outline, his long and narrow phoenix eyes were filled with a gentle smile, and even the corners of his mouth were perfectly curved.

Yu Xiaoque wanted to get closer to see his face clearly, but it was blank, and unconsciously reached out to touch it, and it was warm.

And the aroma of roasted sweet potatoes.

He looked up again, and saw the thin back of the young man. He was sitting on the back seat of the bicycle, the cold wind whistling past his ears. He reached into the pocket of the young man's coat and touched a fragrant sweet potato.

"Let's eat." The boy turned his head and took a look, with a smile on his face.

He vaguely felt that it was a rare cold winter, but his heart was warmed by steam, and he still couldn't see the man's face clearly.

"Scrambled eggs with tomatoes should be sweet!" Two people, one tall and one short, squeezed back and forth in the cramped and cramped kitchen, the short one giggled and grabbed the tall boy's arm trying to stop him from muttering, "No Salty!"

The picture fades a little bit.

"Eat..." Yu Xiaoque sucked her saliva, opening and closing her small mouth, talking dreamily, "Tomato eggs, rice..."

The little stomach also screamed.

Jiang Yan turned on a soft lamp, leaned against the head of the bed, turned the brightness of the tablet to the lowest level, and focused on the work with one hand.

Yu Xiaoque hugged Jiang Yan's arm and wiped her saliva, then babbled again.

"You don't see outside." Jiang Yan's cuffs were rubbed with glistening saliva, he closed the tablet, and lifted him out of the bed.

"woke up?"

Yu Xiaoque leaned on his chest, kicked her calves, stretched her waist, opened her eyes half-opened, and nodded in a daze, "Hungry..."

"You don't have anything to eat tonight." Jiang Yan turned him upside down, "You still want to eat if you are disobedient?"

"Eat, you have to eat, people are iron and rice is steel..." Yu Xiaoque was still awake, forgetting what she had done, the boss moaned unhappily, "I have to eat."

After eating in the afternoon, my stomach was bulging, and when I woke up, I still clamored to eat. This is a small rice bucket.

But his stomach growled in response to the occasion, and he was really hungry.

"If you say you can't do it, you can't do it." Jiang Yan got out of bed and changed his clothes like coaxing a child, "Don't touch the ointment on your body."

After speaking, I was ready to open the door and go to the study.

Yu Xiaoque didn't sleep well. Jiang Yan rubbed the sunburn ointment on him and it disappeared after a while, so he had to watch from the side.

There is a lot of work that has not been processed yet.

Yu Xiaoque nestled in the quilt and hummed a little.

He tossed and turned on the bed, unable to sleep even when he returned to the cage. He was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his belly.

He sat up straight from the bed, got out of bed quietly, went downstairs barefoot like a thief, and trotted into the kitchen with ease.

Unexpectedly, he bumped into a familiar figure.

"First, sir..." Yu Xiaoque twitched her toes, like a thief who was caught on the spot, and faltered, "Why do you..."

Jiang Yan skillfully poured the tomato scrambled eggs into the plate, but ignored him.

Yu Xiaoque moved her nose, hesitated for a while, and walked around Jiang Yan like a cat, "Sir, this looks delicious!" "Sir, it's amazing!"

The little mouth blared non-stop.

"Sir, he can even cook!"

It was obviously just a plate of ordinary scrambled eggs with tomatoes, but he boasted it as a flower.

By the time Jiang Yan put the food on the table, Yu Xiaoque had long been sitting on a chair with chopsticks, staring eagerly at it.

"I'll eat with my husband." Little Canary's tears flowed down the corners of her mouth, and she smiled flatteringly.

Jiang Yan ate in silence without even looking at him.

Yu Xiaoque went to serve herself a bowl of rice.

He happily picked up a piece of egg, shook his head and stuffed it into his mouth, and buried himself in a big mouthful of rice, eating until his cheeks bulged.

This is the meal made by Mr.

Before she could swallow it, the egg in her mouth was salty, fragrant and tender, and Yu Xiaoque stuffed a mouthful of rice, holding up her chopsticks and standing there dumbfounded.

Like the pause button was pressed.

He slowly turned his head to look at Jiang Yan, and said vaguely, "Scrambled eggs with tomatoes are delicious with sugar."

Jiang Yan paused and raised his eyes.