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Tonight's record in the mall is naturally impossible to clean up by one person. The family of three sorted all the clothes they just bought in the cloakroom and hung them up.

Under Qiao Qiao's command, he made room for the eldest dad in the cloakroom to put the parent-child outfits of their family of three.

Because there are too many things, there is no place to put other things in the cloakroom.

"Put the rest of the stuff in the next room." Yan Nanchen originally planned to tell them after the decoration was completed, but now that the house is full of things, it's not a solution.

Jiang Yi knew that it was a certainty that Yan Nanchen had already put the next door down, so he had no choice but to move the remaining things and Qiao Qiao's toys there first.

The area of ​​the house next door was much larger than the one they lived in, and it seemed empty without furniture.

"Dad, do you live here alone? But there's nothing here, do you sleep on the floor?" Qiao Qiao looked up at Yan Nanchen who was holding something worried: "Why don't I know you live in What about here? Do you usually come back quietly?"

Yan Nanchen put a dozen bags of clothes and a few bags of toy gift boxes beside him, and heard Qiao Qiao ask and said with a smile: "No, Daddy usually doesn't live here, so he only bought it when he knew you lived here. I want to be closer to you. There are still a lot of furniture that have not been moved in."

Seeing that Jiang Yi was carrying a few boxes of Qiao Qiao's building block toys, he stretched out his hand to take them.

Jiang was empty-handed, and watched Yan Nanchen take away his things. He was stunned for half a second, and then put down his hands.

"Why do you live next to me?" Qiao Qiao finally couldn't help asking this question: "Isn't our home here? Or is our home too small to live in, even uncle doesn't live with us , Dad also thinks our family is too small?"

Jiang Yi was stunned for two seconds, maybe Qiao Qiao never said it, and let him not ask, after all, Qiao Qiao was brought up by Chu Beiheng when he was a child, logically speaking, he should not be used to it, but Qiao Qiao didn't Said.

Except for the few days when I first came here, I cried every day to find my uncle, and then there was no more.

What's more, the house in country M is indeed relatively big. Qiao Qiao was born there since she was a child. Maybe she has no concept of money, but she has a feeling for the environment. When I moved to a small house, I thought it was because the house was too small that my uncle didn't live here.

He lowered his eyes and felt a little guilty.

"I'm going to sleep here tonight."

Jiang Yi looked at Yan Nanchen in surprise.

Yan Nanchen picked up Qiao Qiao and looked at his daughter with a smile: "How can the house be small? It's not small. It's just that we have too many things, so Daddy bought this house next to Qiao Qiao to pretend to be a toy, so that the family will not be small." Yes. It’s not that uncle doesn’t want to live with you, it’s just that grandpas also miss uncle, uncle is the son of grandpas, just like Qiao Qiao, you are Jiang Yi’s baby, do you want to live with dad?”

"What about you, dad? Where do you usually live, in the big house where grandpa lives?"

"Ah."

"But isn't Qiao Qiao also Yan Nanchen's baby? I should also live with Daddy? Daddy still doesn't have Daddy to apologize?" Qiaoqiao said with a sad face, her shoulders drooping, and she folded her arms and sighed Tone: "We children will apologize for doing wrong things, and then the teacher will ask us to give them a hug, isn't it all right? Then grown-ups still have to quarrel."

As she spoke, she began to command again. She struggled to get down from the arms of the eldest father, then stood between the two, stretched out her hand and said with a straight face: "Come on, now I will teach you how to apologize, and stand face to face first."

Jiang Yi helped his forehead helplessly: "Qiao Qiao, stop making trouble."

"Stand up!" Qiao Qiao spoke with a childish voice, but her expression was very serious: "Now, please, little friend Jiang, take a step forward!"

Jiang Yi: "..."

Yan Nanchen was very satisfied with his daughter's arrangement of the game. He was like a good student in the class. He did what the teacher said. He walked up to Jiang Yi and stood up, and then said to Qiao Qiao: "Mr. Qiao, I stand up." gone."

Qiao Qiao immediately gave Yan Nanchen a thumbs up: "Praise Yan Nanchen, and reward diamond stickers!"

Yan Nanchen smiled and said, "Thank you teacher." He raised his eyebrows and looked at Jiang Yi.

Jiang half-closed his eyes and stared at Yan Nanchen until his daughter came to his leg and poked him, took a step forward helplessly, and said, "Got it."

Only then did Qiao Qiao nod, and stood in front of the two of them with folded arms: "Then please apologize, kid Yan Nanchen, and tell me what you did wrong."

"I shouldn't have lied to you, sorry."

Jiang met Yan Nanchen's eyes staring at him, maybe he was slowly letting go of it in his heart, this sorry was not hard to accept, but he felt a little uncomfortable being stared at like this, he responded in a low voice: " Um."

In the end, Qiao Qiao was dissatisfied: "Little friend Jiang, little friend Yan Nanchen is apologizing to you, and you have to look into his eyes."

Jiang Yi accepted his daughter's command and looked at Yan Nanchen: "Is this okay?"

The moment the two met their eyes, there seemed to be a lot of wordless words in their eyes.

"Then it's up to you, tell me what's wrong with you." Qiao Qiao poked his father's thigh and said sternly.

Now it's Jiang Yi's turn to be confused and angry: "What's wrong with me? It's obviously your dad who did something wrong, okay?"

Yan Nanchen was also a little surprised: "Qiaoqiao, Dad didn't do anything wrong, it's Daddy who did something wrong."

Qiao Qiao pouted: "Dad doesn't let Da Da go home, it's wrong to make trouble."

Jiang Yi stared at Qiao Qiao with wide eyes, hey, this daughter turned her elbow outward, and then he saw Yan Nanchen smiling, maybe it was too gentle, and he was a little dumbfounded.

"That's right, Qiao Qiao, what if Dad doesn't let me go home, I want to go home and sleep." Yan Nanchen sighed, and he hugged his daughter: "Qiao Qiao, let Dad let me go home." He deliberately glanced at Jiang Yi.

Jiang Yi's eyes were dark: "...Yan Nanchen, don't be childish."

"Dad, just let Daddy go home. Qiaoqiao can't live without Daddy's woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo up without big daddy." Big daddy, they used to laugh at me for not having a big daddy when I was in kindergarten..."

Jiang Yi was stunned, he was a little stunned, why didn't Qiao Qiao tell him about it, he seemed to be very hurt for a while, he hugged his daughter from Yan Nanchen's arms: "Why don't you tell Dad ? Have you told your uncle?"

Qiao Qiao thought for a while, then said 'hmm' in a low voice: "I told Uncle, and Uncle wanted to tell you, but I was afraid that Dad would hurt you, so I discussed it with Uncle."

"Jiang Nianqiao!" Jiang Yi's eyes turned red anxiously: "Why don't you tell Dad if you have been wronged."

"But Qiaoqiao doesn't want to see Dad hiding and crying, every time we mention Daddy, you will cry." Qiaoqiao poked his face lightly with a small hand: "Look, you are going to cry again."

Jiang's eyes turned red, and he took a deep breath, as if he couldn't believe that he had overlooked it, and even thought that his daughter might be bullied because of this problem in kindergarten, and he felt bad for thinking about it.

"Has anyone ever bullied you?"

Qiao Qiao shook his head: "No one dares to bully me, even if they talk about it, I didn't cry."

Yan Nanchen sensed that Jiang Yi was in a bad mood, and hugged Qiao Qiao: "Okay, Qiao Qiao, it's almost time to take a bath. Dad said that you can take a bath by yourself. Then Daddy will help you get your clothes and you can do it yourself." How about taking a shower?"

"Ok."

As he said that, he put Jojo down and asked her to go back to the side first.

After Qiao Qiao left, Yan Nanchen walked up to Jiang Yi, saw that his face was full of self-reproach, as if he was so angry that he was about to cry, he thought it was cute, so he laughed out loud, stretched out his hand and squeezed his lips. Face.

"Now you're like a pufferfish."

Jiang Yi didn't speak, he frowned tightly.

"As I said, it's not your fault. It's because I was absent from my child for five years, but I won't be absent from now on." Seeing him silent, Yan Nanchen said, "Qiao Qiao said, before they mentioned you will cry, right?"

Jiang Yi took a deep breath and turned his face away: "I don't cry every time."

"That's why I cried." Yan Nanchen couldn't see his depressed look: "I'll be here with you tonight, okay? I can sleep here, and the wall should give you a sense of security."

He said what he hadn't said in the car just now.

"There's nothing to sleep here." Jiang Yi calmed down, and looked at Yan Nanchen worriedly at himself: "I'm fine, I did mention that you will be in a low mood, you should go home and sleep. "

"I want to sleep here."

Jiang Yi heard some firm words from him, or maybe he had just been poked in the heart by his daughter: "Then you sleep here, I'll get you a quilt." He said he wanted to go back and see Qiao Qiao.

But before taking two steps, Yan Nanchen hugged him from behind, and his body froze.

"……doing what?"

"I'm very happy." Yan Nanchen buried his face in Jiang Yi's shoulder and said with a muffled laugh, "I feel like I'm a little closer to you again."

Jiang Yi laughed out speechlessly: "A ghost is approaching across the wall, let go."

"Then can I take the quilt you're covering?"

"Think beautifully."

"Is that pillow okay?"

"Think beautifully."

"Then can you give me the clothes on your body without washing them?"

"Yan Nanchen, you are enough!"

Then he heard Yan Nanchen laughing in his ears, and his arms around his shoulders tightened a bit: "Yiyi, I'm so happy, I love you so much, I love you so much."

The affectionate and gentle bass voice expresses lingering love, and the last few words are like popping candy stimulating the heartbeat, and the dense tingling sensation makes Jiang Yi's ears burn.

He was short of breath, and finally choked out a few words: "Say less."

"No, I'm going to tell you all that I love you that I can't say enough in the past five years. I want to say it every day, all the time, I will say it when I catch you, and I will keep saying it while holding you. I just love you very much, love you very much." I love you very much, and I can't control my love for you."

Maybe it was because the love was too hot, Jiang Yi felt hot all over, he hurriedly shook off Yan Nanchen: "I...I'll go and see Qiao Qiao."

If this goes on, it's no wonder he doesn't fall.

The night gradually deepened.

In the room, there was only the faint light of the moonlight from the floor-to-ceiling windows. Jiang Yi lay on the bed and did not fall asleep. None, can you sleep well?

After thinking about it, he turned over again.

The floor is so hard, will it be too cold if the air conditioner is turned on?Should I get a thicker quilt?

There seems to be no direct drinking water there, what if I get thirsty?

Jiang Yi tossed and turned, and an hour passed like this, but he still didn't feel sleepy at all.He really couldn't fall asleep, so he rolled over and got out of bed. He was in a daze for two seconds because he got up too quickly, and sat back on the side of the bed. After a while, he got better, then got up and went to the cloakroom.

He remembered that there was still a quilt in the cloakroom, so he might as well give it to Yan Nanchen.

Just as he was passing by the bathroom, he stopped and looked down at the shirt in the laundry basket, as if thinking of something, he picked up his shirt and stuffed it under the quilt.

It wasn't until he stood at the door of Yan Nanchen's house with the quilt in his arms and rang the doorbell that he regained consciousness a little.

Wait, did he do something weird?

Just when he was about to turn his head to go back, the door of Yan Nanchen's house opened, and he saw Yan Nanchen's upper body was bare, and his lower body was wearing gray cropped sweatpants. He should have just taken a shower with a towel on his head, and his strong upper body was covered with thin cloth. The thin water vapor, the muscle lines are full of strong hormones, accompanied by alpha pheromone.

Jiang Yi pursed his lips, and his Adam's apple rolled: "Uh...well, I'll give you an extra quilt."

Yan Nanchen couldn't help laughing as he handed over the duvet to Jiang Yi: "I'm so hot."

"Then I'll take—"

Jiang Yi heard that he wanted to take the quilt back, but Yan Nanchen took the quilt away. When he caught a glimpse of his shirt showing a corner, his eyes widened, so why was he not clear-headed just now.

"It's okay, I'll cover it." Yan Nanchen hugged the quilt in Jiang Yi's hand and smiled dotingly: "It's okay to be hot."

Jiang looked at Yan Nanchen as if he was scalded by something: "Then, then I'm going back to sleep, you should go to bed early." After speaking, he immediately walked back and closed the door.

He pressed his back against the cool door and panted.

Oh, what if Yan Nanchen finds out?Do you think he...

Neuropathy.

He scratched his head annoyed, completely unaware that his ears were so red that they couldn't get any redder.

On the other side of the door, Yan Nanchen closed the door, and the moment he closed the door with the quilt in one hand, a white shirt fell out of the quilt.

He froze for a moment, as if recalling something, bent down to pick up the shirt, and brought it close to his nose.

At this moment, I smelled the evening scent jasmine pheromone that I had been dreaming about, mixed with a light perfume, and I seemed to be able to picture in my mind the appearance of the shirt owner wearing this dress, always buttoning it casually, and then putting it on The shirt is tucked into the suit trousers, outlining a tight waist, and the ratio of waist to hip is extremely sexy.

He could also imagine the expression Jiang Yi used to tuck this shirt into the quilt and give it to himself.

Yan Nanchen stared in the direction of the door, chuckled, his Adam's apple rolled, and his eyes became darker and darker:

"Yiyi, you bastard."

As he spoke, he lowered his head and dropped a kiss on the worn shirt.

It's how he sleeps at night.