I can't believe it's you every time [Quick Transmigration]

Gong Jingxun frowned and really thought about it, then withdrew his hands boredly, put his hands in the pockets of his slacks, and regained his cold and arrogant look: "Since you know that I am your uncle, why worry about it?"

I'll go, who knows if this uncle is real or not.

Yan Zigao learned a lesson once, and learned to express his dissatisfaction only with his eyes.

Then he was startled by the things in Gong Jingxun's hands, and a paternity test was stuffed into his hands by Gong Jingxun, which clearly said "Gongjing Nianci" and "Yan Zigao", on it The DNA organization arrangement matches perfectly!

Yan Zigao took this paternity test that he did not know when, even though he already knew the truth, it took him a while to find his own voice: "Where did you get my blood or saliva?"

"Blood drawn for your college entrance examination."

Does it take a lot of trouble for a powerful person to get a blood?

Don't be kidding, power is used to do things that ordinary people think they can't do...

Yan Zigao said dumbfoundedly: "Then how did you find me?"

After finishing speaking, before Gong Jingxun could give him a reply, something slipped out of the paternity test document, and Yan Zigao looked down and understood instantly.

It was a photo, and it was the female version of Yan Zigao in the photo. Except for the softer and negligible difference between the eyebrows and eyes, the others were traced according to his photo!

This must be the photo of Mrs. Yan when she was young, no wonder Gong Jingxun was able to lock him in so quickly.

Yan Zigao, who had cleared his doubts in his heart, thought further - if Gong Jingxun could find him so easily, then Yan Kou, who had gradually stepped into the Yan family's business, might also know his identity.

"He already knew."

Hearing the voice from the opposite side, Yan Zigao suspected that Gong Jingxun could read minds, and looked up at him in astonishment.

As a result, the other party stared plainly: "If the big buttocks of the buried ostrich are still exposed, anyone who is not blind can find it."

"What do you mean?"

Isn't he talking about him? Why did it become an ostrich topic? Yan Zigao lowered his hand holding the document and asked puzzledly.

"You have never concealed your whereabouts, it is not difficult to find you."

"And your expression tells others what you are thinking, and its bird's butt tells others where it is hiding." Gong Jingxun turned and lay back on the sofa, "Actually, I am not the one who can read minds."

Voiceover: You are so stupid~

Yan Zigao understands!Gong Jingxun was laughing at his message and expression like an ostrich's butt - without hiding it.

Instantly furious, he strode to sit next to Gong Jingxun and took him to ask for a theory.

"Shh."

Gong Jingxun made a silent gesture, and said, "It's very late, go take a shower, I'll take a shower later."

It made sense, but he was speechless.

Yan Zigao, who obviously felt sleepy, was still not happy, turned his face away: "Why don't you just arrange a room for me!"

Gong Jingxun squinted at him: "Are you sure? Yan Kou and Fu Jianbai are not kind people."

Subtext: Sleeping alone is more dangerous than sleeping with him. There are wolves outside Little Red Riding Hood's nephew.

Completely brazen enough to choose to ignore who the hell brought him to the wolf's den!

Yan Zigao bit his lip and struggled for a while, then succumbed to the threat of 'it's dangerous outside', obediently got up and went to take a shower.

The moment I opened the bathroom door, I suddenly remembered something.

Yan Zigao held the doorknob and hesitated for a moment, then finally turned around and asked, "Uncle, you said I'll stay and sleep with you, and you want to help me, do you still count?"

After much deliberation, he can't be taken advantage of for nothing, right? !

What's more, this is the barcode just issued by Gongjingxun, so it would be a waste if you don't want it.

Gong Jingxun, who had already started to deal with things, heard this, and looked up to see Yan Zigao awkwardly at the bathroom door.The tightly pursed lips smiled instantly: "You come out of the shower in 5 minutes, just count."

As soon as the voice fell, the bathroom door was quickly slammed shut with a bang, and there was the sound of flushing water.

Gong Jingxun shook his head and couldn't help laughing. This little nephew seemed to be more interesting than he knew before, and it seemed that the decision he made was right.

The shy bedside lamp was turned off, and the room returned to the embrace of tranquility.

"Good, don't move."

Gong Jingxun's slightly hoarse voice sounded in the dark room.

After tossing and tossing for most of the night, when the two of them finally lay on the bed and were about to sleep peacefully, Yan Zigao, who was already sleepy, began to toss and turn, twisting and turning.

"I can't sleep." Hearing Gong Jingxun's voice, Yan Zigao stopped his physical activities and said aggrievedly, not used to sleeping with others.

Gong Jingxun, who was lying beside him, propped up his upper body helplessly, looked into Yan Zigao's eyes accurately with his head propped up in the darkness: "Need me to sing a lullaby?"

This is possible, so Yan Zigao nodded.

The slow and soft lullaby played softly, Yan Zigao relaxed his body with Gong Jingxun's unique beautiful voice, and his eyelids gradually became heavier.

Before I fall asleep, I can still think about it—it turns out that a person who looks very masculine can also have a masculine singing voice.

Gong Jingxun felt the gentle breathing of the young man beside him, his voice stopped slowly, and he sighed: "It's really a toss."

But what opened his eyes was that Yan Zigao let him witness what it means to be "more tossing" in the second half of the night.

Gong Jingxun, who was sleeping soundly, was awakened suddenly by the arm that hit his stomach suddenly. Before he could take the arm off his stomach, his face was covered by a palm.

Gong Jingxun lay down and took a few deep breaths, a fierce light appeared in his eyes, then turned violently, and tightly bound Yan Zigao, who was sleeping on his back, into his arms.

Trapped tightly in his arms, Yan Zigao suddenly had difficulty breathing, let out a small whimper, and struggled around with his slender arms and legs.

When he found a comfortable position in Gong Jing Xun's arms and calmed down, Gong Jing Xun's entire face turned dark.

Looking down at the little Gongjing who had been rubbed so energetically, and then at the eldest nephew who was sleeping soundly, Gongjing gritted his teeth and resisted the urge to throw him out.

What kind of trouble did he pick up?

Gong Jingxun, who had a very light sleep, just fell asleep in the middle of the night when he was woken up by the sound of "rusting" clothes beside him, and he frowned and began to think about this problem.

Today was the first day of school, freshman Yan Zigao walked to the door after washing up, and then turned back to the bed: "Hey, I'm leaving."

"En." Gong Jingxun lay on his back on the bed, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Yan Zigao turned his eyes away, and said with a little embarrassment: "Aren't you going to give me a ride?"

In fact, he was really just a little reluctant to part with this new uncle, definitely not because he was afraid of meeting Yan Kou and Fu Jianbai!

Really!

After saying this to himself, Yan Zigao was even more determined to ask Gong Jingxun to send him out.

However, Gong Jingxun was still unmoved, and did not give any response this time.

Yan Zigao bit her lip and paused, her voice was sad: "You were not like this before going to bed..."

"In the early years, I heard people say that men don't have a good thing. They talk sweetly before going to bed, and they are perfunctory after they go to bed. I didn't expect it to be true. Pity me..." Yan Zigao and Xianglin stood beside the bed Sister-in-law is comparable to chattering to herself, lamenting the resentment of being ignored.

Gong Jingxun sat up with his forehead, covered his mouth with his hand, and then a large piece of silk brocade quilt slipped from his smooth shoulders.

Perfect collarbones, full pecs, and abs...

Yan Zi raised the corners of his eyes, watching with relish.

A look of frustration appeared in Gong Jingxun's eyes, he got up and wore sexy underwear, walked into the bathroom with long legs: "10 minutes."

Ten minutes later, Yan Zigao, dressed in shabby clothes, followed Gong Jingxun, who was dressed in handmade casual clothes, down the stairs.

Passing by the restaurant, there was the sound of talking inside.

"Master Gongjing, do you want to eat?" The servant standing at the door of the restaurant saw Gongjing Xun and asked respectfully.

"No need."

Gong Jingxun, who obviously didn't get enough sleep, refused to eat, and was about to go out with Yan Zigao.

"Gongjing, I still need something to eat in the morning."

Someone in the restaurant stopped Gong Jingxun, and Gong Jingxun turned and entered the restaurant indifferently, but Yan Zigao, who was treated as an invisible person, froze all over.

Because this voice was the only one in his previous life, Yan Xuemin, his own father who was sincere to him.

Yan Zigao felt a little sad, he followed into the bright restaurant in a daze, stood behind Gong Jingxun, and saw a man in his early forties sitting on the first seat, and Yan Kou sitting on his right hand.

Seeing Yan Kou wearing the school uniform that should have belonged to him, sitting on the chair that should have belonged to him, and seeing Yan Xuemin giving the fake his father's love that should have belonged to him, Yan Zigao's eyes gradually bloodshot , fingertips trembled unconsciously.

Suddenly a big warm hand stretched out from the side, pulling him to sit on the left side of Yan Xuemin.

"Prepare breakfast for Master Gongjing and his friend." Yan Xuemin, who was seated at the top, commanded the butler standing aside with his mature man's voice.

The butler nodded, and Yan Xuemin also focused his attention on Yan Zigao, whose origin was unknown.

When some sharp eyes fell on Yan Zigao's face, they softened for a moment, Yan Xuemin couldn't believe his eyes—this young man was exactly like his wife when he was young.

Yan Kou, who had been eating gracefully, also stopped at this moment, secretly tightened his hand holding the spoon, and looked at Yan Zigao with a smile.

"Uncle, is this your friend? She's so beautiful, she looks like my mother when she was young, and there are so many similar people now."

Beautiful your family, thank you!

Yan Kou, who pretends to be pure and well-behaved, hypocritically praised him as "so beautiful", Yan Zikou couldn't help but want to spray him in the face: a scheming girl!

After hearing this, Yan Xuemin's agitated emotions also cooled down. Now there are indeed many bumps in the face, and he is really confused.

He and his wife have only one child in their life, and they are both clean and self-loving, so it is impossible to have anything to do with him.

Yan Xuemin said with a smile: "Indeed, what's the name of this kid?"

"...Uncle, my name is Yan Zigao." Yan Zigao cried out to cherish his own father, "Uncle", and felt more and more uncomfortable, wishing to tell the whole truth.

"Is your surname also Yan? What a coincidence." Yan Kou said with a friendly smile, "Hi, I'm Yan Kou, a child of the Yan family. Nice to meet you."

It is worthy of being a black lotus female watch who loves to deceive herself!The person who had sex with a man in the middle of the night yesterday, could it be your sublime trumpet? !

"Hehe." Yan Zigao smiled and clenched his hands on his knees, suppressing the impulsiveness of the face-slapping male lead.

Gong Jingxun said expressionlessly: "What's more, his DNA is exactly the same as that of the elder sister."

The author has something to say: tobecontinued...

Merry Christmas to the little angels~(づ￣3￣)づ

[Cover your face] I heard that the little angel who collects this scumbag will receive an apple~~