Poor girl, she is pregnant with a rich old man's cub

Well, Lin Yang admitted that it was indeed her fault to secretly eat snacks.

But half asleep and ran out——

There is still more than a month before Qin Jue's birthday, Lin Yang doesn't plan to take out the gift in advance.

Lin Yang was really suffering.

Obviously she was doing it all for Qin Jue, but now this matter is being used as an argument for her misbehavior.

Lin Yang raised her head sullenly, avoiding the man's fingertips pinching her chin, and then pressed her forehead against the man's chest. Just like that, no matter how Qin Jue touched her, she was unwilling to raise her head again.

"What's the matter?" Sensing her little movement of resistance, Qin Jue smiled helplessly, and rubbed the hair on the back of her head.

Lin Yang wanted to escape from his palm with some reluctance, but he lost his way of retreat because of his cage, and had nowhere to hide, so he stuck more and more close to his arms.

"Don't touch me!" Lin Yang snorted angrily, raised his head and glared at Qin Jue, his tone displeased.

But at this time, Qin Jue was still speaking in that tone that was so true: "Let me just say, Yangyang just wants to lose his temper."

This big pot was covered by Lin Yang, Lin Yang was so angry that he looked at him dumbfounded, and before he had time to defend himself, he heard the man say: "But it's okay, I'm a man, let me go Ripple a little."

The corners of his mouth were slightly curved, he looked deeply at Lin Yang, and said with a coaxing tone: "As long as Yangyang tells me who bought the snacks for you, I won't bother with Yangyang about it.

Lin Yang: ...

It's back again.

Thinking of Qin's father's amiable face when he made a video call with her, and his serious instructions that were extremely inconsistent with his personality when he spoke.

Said that this was a little secret between him and Lin Yang, and Qin Jue must not let Qin Jue know about it, or else he would be miserable.

Although Lin Yang didn't know where Qin's father would suffer.

But Lin Yang felt that, because of Qin's father's tone at the time and the pile of tens of millions, no matter what, she couldn't confess to Qin's father.

The slightly rough fingertips landed on Lin Yang's ears and twirled gently, Lin Yang's thoughts were pulled back by the man.

Lin Yang opened his mouth, and before he could speak, he heard a man's patient voice.

Tender, but very owed.

"Have you figured out how to make it up?"

Lin Yang: ...

She shouldn't be in a hurry to take out all the snacks and starve Qin Jue to death.

Just as Lin Yang put his forehead against Qin Jue's chest and closed his eyes to pretend to be dead, the door was pulled open from the outside.

Hearing the sound, Qin Jue looked back subconsciously with vigilance in his eyes.

"Oh, Xiaojue woke up." There was a touch of surprise in the voice.

It is the tone that Aunt Wang always loves to use, and it sounds pleasant and full of love for life.

So Lin Yang especially likes to stay and chat with Aunt Wang.

Aunt Wang was pushing a delicate electric trolley with fresh fruits and vegetables in the basket. With a little force on her hand, she tilted one side of the trolley, crossed the threshold, pushed the trolley in, and headed towards the kitchen.

While pushing the cart in her hand, she glanced into the living room: "Where's Yang Yang?"

Before she went out just now, Lin Yang was still knitting a scarf in the living room, saying that there was only a little left to finish, so he would not go shopping with her today.

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw a slender hand climbing up to the shoulder of a man with his back facing Aunt Wang who was sitting on the carpet with his upper body naked.

Then, a dark brown, furry little head poked out from Qin Jue's shoulder.

Greeting Aunt Wang with a brisk tone: "I'm here!"

Seeing her half-kneeling on his shoulders, Qin Jue quickly raised his hand to support her waist.

As soon as Aunt Wang picked up a bag of vegetables, she heard Lin Yang's voice, she subconsciously cast her gaze over it, seeing this cute scene, she couldn't stop smiling from ear to ear.

"Oh, it turns out that Yangyang is also here!"

Lin Yang had slender arms and legs, but Qin Jue, who had a small face, could cover it with one hand.

Even when I was pregnant with a baby, I didn't see much flesh growing.

Qin Jue sat there with his back broad and his shoulders wide. The back alone seemed to be two sizes larger than Lin Yang's. Lin Yang's thighs could barely match his muscular arms.

He covered Lin Yang in his arms, covering it completely, not a single strand of hair was exposed.

No wonder Aunt Wang didn't see it.

Seeing Qin Jue's hand carefully protecting Lin Yang's waist, Aunt Wang's eyes narrowed into a line when she smiled.

I can't help but feel that young people are tired and crooked.

At this moment, Aunt Wang is no less than an angel descending to Lin Yang.

It can be regarded as diverting Qin Jue's attention——

No, it was to find something for Qin Jue to do.

Lin Yang patted Qin Jue's shoulder happily: "I want to eat your sweet and sour short ribs."

"Little heartless." Qin Jue laughed dumbly, and pinched the tip of Lin Yang's nose: "You just let me serve you when you come back?"

Then, there was something delicious.

"You don't want to talk to me, so happy to see Aunt Wang?"

Lin Yang closed his eyes and covered his ears, pretending not to hear.

Aunt Wang didn't intend to disturb Lin Yang and Qin Jue, so she spoke.

"That's fine, then you two can play in the living room first, and dinner will come soon."

She used to take care of Qin Jue in the old house. Even though he has become the famous President Qin, married and a father, Aunt Wang still regards him as a child in her heart.

Seeing Qin Jue's naked back, and Lin Yang who was looking over his shoulders, he couldn't help but frowned slightly, and muttered a few words: "The temperature has dropped recently, so we should wear more clothes at home."

Although it's autumn, the temperature at noon can reach a maximum of [-] degrees, and it's not yet the time to turn on the heating.

Hearing this, Lin Yang touched Qin Jue's back subconsciously with his hands. Unlike the heat in his arms, his back felt a little cool.

Lin Yang frowned slightly, turned around and pulled the small blanket from the sofa over Qin Jue's body, wrapping him tightly.

The voice is concerned: "Are you cold?"

Where is this? He was in his teens when he acted recklessly, swimming with those rich second generations who refused to accept him. It was winter.

After swimming around, nothing happened, the other party was frozen in the pool, his hands and feet were stiff, so he went down and dragged him up.

Later, when the man came back from the hospital where he lived for a week, when he saw him, he called him Lord Qin.

Although it was not cold, Qin Jue nodded.

Lin Yang shouted anxiously: "Aunt Wang! He's cold! Can you help me get a piece of clothing out!"

Seeing Lin Yang trying to wrap himself in his arms to keep warm.

The corners of Qin Jue's mouth curved slightly, and a trace of joy welled up in his heart.

Not happy for two seconds yet.

Aunt Wang had already come out of the laundry room, collected a clean shirt and threw it to Qin Jue.

That's right, throw it.

Qin Jue: ...

Qin Jue smiled and took the clothes off his head.

He hadn't experienced this kind of treatment for many years.

I feel like I have returned to my childhood all of a sudden, and I still have some nostalgia.

Then, before he could react, Aunt Wang helped Lin Yang up from his arms.

There was a bit of blame in the tone: "You are fine because you catch a cold because of your good health, what if you catch the infection to Yang Yang?"

Lin Yang was startled, subconsciously stood up following Aunt Wang's strength, shrank into the corner of the sofa, and hid far away.

Protecting his stomach, he looked at the man sitting on the ground warily.

Qin Jue: ...

Just as he was about to defend himself, a long hair from the blanket on his body fell lightly on the tip of Qin Jue's nose.

"Ah cut!" Qin Jue sneezed and froze.

Aunt Wang and Lin Yang looked at each other.

The air in the living room was silent.

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