Brother I was wrong again

Wu Xiaoya was so tired that night that her mouth was dry, Yin Tiancheng fed her several times of warm water, but she still complained that her throat was sore.

Shouting so hard, shouting for hours from beginning to end, it's strange that my throat doesn't hurt.

Both of them were exhausted to the extreme and also comfortable to the extreme, so they hugged each other and fell asleep soundly.

Hongmei watched the film for a while, and when she fell asleep, she was already so sleepy that she didn't know where to go, and she had no dreams all night.

Zener was fine, and slept all night on the sofa covered with a silk quilt.

Poor Shouya, playing mahjong with three younger brothers, because they won 600 yuan for the three of them, and excitedly playing until 03:30 in the morning, sleepy like a doll, going to the carpet behind, leaning all over fell asleep.

In the room, there were a few boys lying in disorder.

It was three poles in the sun, and it was eleven o'clock at noon.

"Old man, please slow down, come on, please come in."

A few younger brothers wiped off their cold sweat and brought them in for the old man. Two nurses pushed An Jingjing in a wheelchair and walked into the large living room of the castle together.

"Hey!" (⊙_⊙)

Mr. Yin almost lost his breath!

Because the first time he looked at him, he saw the extremely ugly and tough skinny girl, and exclaimed tremblingly, "No way? Is my grandson's eyesight so bad?"

So fat, fatter than a pig, lying on the carpet, such a large area...

If his family's Tiancheng was crushed by her, he would definitely not live. If it was the other way around, he might not be able to use his fists if he crushed this fat girl, his wife must be fat.

"It's not her! She's that vixen's friend! Grandpa, look, what kind of friend is someone looking for? That vixen's friend is such a piece of rubbish!"

An Jingjing glanced contemptuously at the thin girl who was still snoring tiredly.

"Huh?" The little brother who came in with the old man hurriedly pushed Zener on the sofa quietly. Zener snorted, opened his eyes in a daze, and only when he saw the shadowy old man and An Jingjing, he was shocked , Hula sat up straight, "Ah!"

(⊙_⊙) Marvel.

Mr. Yin frowned, walked in the room with a cane, and was so angry that he beat the sleeping boys with the cane, "Get up! Get up quickly! You don't know the house has been robbed! Get up!"

He knocked on the boys who laid the map on the carpet, but he didn't knock on the thin girl. As for the fat girl, he'd better not provoke her.

"what?"

"Huh? Who?"

"what time is it?"

The younger brothers all got up in a daze, and when they saw the old man clearly, they all stood up in shock, with their heads down, not daring to vent their breath.

It is heard that the boss's grandfather was even braver in previous years. He once fought against more than [-] dead men by himself, and finally killed them all. He went to the hospital clutching his intestines. They are all obedient.

"Grandpa, you came back right after you said it? Didn't you agree to call us after you leave and we'll pick you up? Our boss also said that he must pick you up in person." Zener said Said in a cold sweat.

"I called him last night, but he didn't answer. I don't know what Tiancheng is busy with all day long. He didn't even answer the phone. It's clear that he didn't take grandpa seriously. He was a fake filial piety. Forget everyone." An Jingjing snorted coldly.

Zener was so choked that he bowed his head and was angry.

As expected of a writer, his words are poisonous!dripping sweat...

The old man's complexion was a bit ugly, but he is an old ginger, so he won't be provoked easily, so he said lightly, "Jingjing, don't be too sharp for women, especially for the men you like. Learn to be tolerant and understanding, otherwise men will not cherish you."

"Oh, I see, Grandpa, I'm just a little angry for you. You came back from the North Pole with great difficulty, and he didn't pick it up. It's too shameful."

An Jingjing lost her momentum and lowered her head to mutter.

Old Man Yin laughed, "A big man should be informal. I'm too lazy to argue with this kid, and I've lost my identity."

Then he turned to look at Zener, "Well, where is Tiancheng?"

Geek!

Zena stared...

boss...

on top...

Sleeping with Wu Xiaoya...

You can't say this, can you?

Wipe the sweat, wipe the sweat again, the old man will be annoyed, "Your mouth is a gourd? Ask you, don't you know the answer? I'll ask you again, where is your boss?"

An Jingjing seemed to have guessed something from Zener's panicked expression, she sneered, and pointed to the stairs, "Grandpa! He's up there! He must be up there with the vixen! Just right, Grandpa, you can just catch him! "

"Ah..." Zena was surprised.

Are all writers so perceptive?Guess this too?terrible...

Old Master Yin didn't want to make Yin Tiancheng look too bad, so he told Zener, "Go and call Tiancheng down."

An Jingjing immediately interjected, "Grandpa, why are you shouting? He is your grandson, so what else do you have to hide from him! If the branch is forked, the gardener will split the fork, and if the seedling is crooked, you must correct it. No matter what your grandson Whatever he did wrong, you can urge him to change his ways, Grandpa, don’t you dare go up and grab him?”

"Why would I not dare? My own grandson!" An Jingjing forced Old Man Yin to have no way out, so he had no choice but to go upstairs, but he also complained in his heart that An Jingjing was too sharp and unforgiving. An Jingjing didn't like this one a bit.

Zena panicked, hurried upstairs and knocked on Yin Tiancheng's door vigorously, "Boss! Boss! Wake up! The old man is here! Boss!"

Two people helped An Jingjing upstairs, and the old man also knocked on the door with a walking stick, "Stinky boy! Don't come out to meet people yet!"

The defensive wall is so soundproof, how can the people inside hear it, but Yin Tiancheng happened to wake up, looked at the little pink thing sleeping soundly in the bed, smiled, bowed his head and kissed her soft shoulders, and then put it on slightly. A long pajamas, a belt, pushed open the defensive wall, and opened the door while shouting, "Zina! Let the cook arrange breakfast, and bring a cup of hot milk up by the way..."

Words, lost in the air.

(⊙_⊙)

Yin Tiancheng held the door with one hand, looked at the frowning grandfather in astonishment, and took a deep breath, "Grandpa?! Why are you back?"