Nan Shao, the drama master, he has started again

Chapter 1097 Said to play seesaw with me

His woman was as innocent as ever.

"Silly Nianchen." He lightly laughed at her.

Even if she didn't need any preparations, Xiaobao's existence, to him, was already a gift from heaven, a great surprise.

If she found out, he took advantage of her drunkenness to conjure up the 'surprise' she had prepared for so long. I don't know how wonderful her expression would be?
"Go to bed, stop making noise, Xiaobao, go to bed..."

Shu Nianchen in his sleep really lost his patience, he babbled on this sentence, bit his lower lip, and snorted heavily.

Seeing her like this, Nan Jinghong had no choice but to give up asking more about Xiaobao.

"Okay, don't bother you, go to sleep."

"Woo! Shut up!" Shu Nianchen, who couldn't bear it any longer, yelled fiercely.

"..."

Nan Jinghong looked at her, smiled dotingly, stretched out his hand to embrace her in his arms, let her lean against his beating heart, patted her on the back, and let her fall into a deep sleep on his own.

In the darkness, with his eyes open, he completely lost any sleepiness, his head was full of that naughty little doll.

The two times I met him, it was an accident that I had a strange sense of familiarity with him.

It turned out that it was predestined somewhere.

He is his son, and his blood is connected with him. This is an innate kindness of blood, which is so incredible.

Many details that I didn't notice before, now after careful reflection, they are linked up one by one.

For many coincidences, Nan Jinghong has found the source of the uncoincidence.

No wonder, that child would often stare at him, play tricks on him, and get his attention.

No wonder, the child was wearing sunglasses in the bathroom and at the dining table.

That's not being willful and pretending to be cool. His son already knew who he was.

The more he thought about it, the more obvious the smile on Nan Jinghong's face became.

From late night to dawn, and then to the rising sun, Nan Jinghong was reluctant to close his eyes.

……

Last night, she messed around and didn't drink the milk to relieve the hangover, and she was interrupted by Nan Jinghong all the time, Shu Nianchen slept until twelve o'clock at noon.

When she opened her eyes, her vision was blurred, and her head was also groggy. She closed her eyes again for a while, and then sat up slowly.

The location around her has long since lost its temperature.

Holding his head in his hands, he was stunned for a long time, when he heard a sound outside the room, Shu Nianchen lifted the quilt and went out.

"Hey, so you haven't gone back yet?"

Seeing the busy figure in the kitchen, Shu Nianchen was very surprised.

"Let's go after dinner with you." Nan Jinghong looked back at her, "Go brush your teeth and wash your face, lunch is almost ready."

"Oh oh."

Shu Nianchen, who was still in the silly stage, obediently went in to wash up.

After rubbing her face with hot water twice, she turned off the tap, and some images and sounds flashed through her mind.

After coming back last night, she seemed to be still telling stories to Xiaobao in the video?

What happened next?
How could she remember that someone had been disturbing her to sleep and asking her about Xiaobao? ?

hiss--

Why does my head hurt.

He stretched out a hand behind him and rubbed her head.

Shu Nianchen raised his head unexpectedly, and saw Nan Jinghong standing in the mirror, blaming her, "I told you to drink milk last night to hangover, and now you have a headache?"

Oops, found out.

"I'm just thinking about what I did last night. If I don't think about it, it won't hurt."

Nan Jinghong massaged her temples, and replied casually, "You were already asleep when I came out last night, nothing happened."

Shu Nianchen narrowed his eyes, "Really?"

Nan Jinghong glanced at her in the mirror, "Oh, you still took off my clothes later and said you wanted to play seesaw with me."

"..." Shu Nianchen pushed his hand away, deciding not to dwell on the forgotten memory anymore!
　The key chapters are always written slowly...then update around the early morning

　　
　
(End of this chapter)