Daddy, Delivery of Mommy Has Arrived!

The phone rang only twice and was quickly connected.

"Huang Ying, where are you now? Are you okay?"

Huang Ying raised her eyes and glanced at the big house in front of her, pursing her lips and replied, "I'm fine, don't worry, I will go back to school tomorrow."

"It's fine, don't think too much, no matter what happens, you still have me." Yang Xiaoqing comforted awkwardly on the phone.

"Well, I know." Huang Ying couldn't help but feel a little sour.

Now, there is probably only Yang Xiaoqing left in this world who really has no purpose to care about her.

The two chatted a few more words, and they said that she would go back to school tomorrow, and then hung up the phone.

After Huang Ying hung up the phone, while angrily complaining about Chen Jun's stinginess, he opened the browser to log in to the web page and searched for a takeaway phone.

After counting twenty yuan and ordering a takeaway, he got up and went around the house.

In the huge living room, there are no extra furnishings except for the TV, sofa, and chandeliers.

Simple yet uniquely designed decoration style, black and white tones are as serious as his expression.

Huang Ying spit silently in her heart, and then ran to the room downstairs one by one to take a look around.

The room was clean and spotless, even the floor glowed.

The kitchen is full of tools, but the refrigerator is empty and cleaner than her face.

The whole house was empty, as if it was just a renovated model house, it didn't seem to be popular at all.

This guy lives in such a house, no wonder he is so serious every day.

As one of the villa areas with the highest land prices in S City, perhaps because of the geographical location, the delivery speed of food delivery is very fast.

However, within half an hour, she delivered the steaming hot and sour noodles and decoction bag.

She was tired of eating nutritious meals in the hospital every day.

After eating dinner contentedly, my belly bulged.

No need to smell the disinfectant, Huang Ying lay lazily on the sofa, feeling his bulging belly and didn't want to move.

I saw the neatly placed textbooks on the coffee table.

Huang Ying reached for a copy, and squinted at it for a while.

After a while, he involuntarily closed his eyes and fell asleep deeply, the textbook in his hand also fell on his face.

So when Chen Jun returned home early in the morning, he saw someone lying on the sofa sleeping soundly.

Holding a pillow in his arms, one leg fell from the sofa dishonestly, with a book on his face.

The leftover lunch box was placed on the coffee table in front, and it looked like a slice of red inside.

At first glance, it is the unhealthy food on the street.

Chen Jun frowned slightly, and raised his hand to pick up the book on her face.

The little girl didn't notice it at all, and there was still a suspicious sparkling trace hanging on the corner of her lips.

The handwriting on the book left a shallow mark on her cheek.

Chen Jun's lips twitched, and he felt his head hurt even more.

Originally planning to knock her up, when the finger was about to reach her forehead, she saw her unsuspecting little face, but finally stopped.

Bend down and picked up the person directly and sent it to the bedroom on the first floor.

Just about to get up and leave, the little girl turned over dishonestly, and directly reached out and hugged him.

He wrapped his hands and heels tightly around an octopus.

The little face was still rubbing against a kitten on his chest.