Chapter Twenty-Seven: Packing Up
r27
Lin Jianian held the page between his two fingers, reading intently, sometimes frowning, sometimes smiling, and thinking that he was reading some masterpieces. However, in fact, he was just peeking at the love letter that Yan Qiuyi received.
No!
Lin Jianian secretly finished reading the letter, and as soon as he looked up, he saw Yan Qiuyi leaning on the armrest of the sofa and looking at him with a smile, he didn't notice it for so long!
"Emma, I'm scared to death, I'm scared to death, Aunt Xiaoyan, you don't squeak when you come in!"
This soulless and sanctimonious still says that he is a victim?
Yan Qiuyi sneered, "I spoke up, who are you to blame for watching so happily and not noticing?"
Lin Jianian's intuition was wrong, and he couldn't tell what was wrong, he moved his eyes back suspiciously, and heard Yan Qiuyi's cold voice like a knife piercing over.
"That letter...... Isn't it pretty?"
Lin Jianian was stunned by the question, and then reacted, he laughed, as if he was laughing at all, he couldn't stop at all, " Aunt Xiaoyan, you don't know, the person who wrote you a love letter is really funny, a full three pages of writing, from the first time I wrote to the recent situation, all kinds of quotes from celebrities, all kinds of imagination of future development, and a few English confessions with many grammatical errors in the middle, oh, yes, he also made a brief plan for the future of the two of you, including what job to find, where to find a job, how big a house to buy, how many children to have, and whether to live with your parents. Damn, this kid is simply talented. This man is writing to you......"
"It's so happy to watch, you still know it's written for me!" Yan Qiuyi's anger soared to a critical value, and she folded the letter according to the creases and stuffed it into an envelope and put it back in her school bag. He picked up his bag and put it on his desk.
"Hahahaha...... Huh? That's ...... I'm ......" Lin Jianian, who got carried away and laughed arrogantly, seemed to be out of power, and immediately got stuck, "Won't I help you see what it is...... What do you think, what is the relationship between you and my seventh uncle, a child daughter-in-law, then if you become my seventh aunt, I won't be a flower messenger to preview in advance......"
Seeing the way he said it, Yan Qiuyi almost thought that he was making a big fuss. It can be seen that this ability to confuse the public with black and white is so unsuitable for business. It is clearly suitable for politics.
"Came into my bag? And so coincidentally took out the things I put in the mezzanine? Do you know what kind of behavior you are doing? Do you know the nature of this behavior? For more than three years and less than five years, you would have to cut off your hands and feet and dip them in the pig cage!"
Yan Qiuyi's voice was higher than the other, and in the end, he couldn't smash a hole on the ground, and the whole aura was simply two meters eight. On the other hand, Lin Jianian, who knew that he was at a loss, was immediately extinguished. The whole person also withered, and the long hands and long feet, the tall and big body pressed lower and lower, and finally shrank directly into a ball.
"Yo, our Lin Shao is this weak-hearted, why didn't you see you weak-hearted when you were severely accusing me at the beginning?" Yan Qiuyi rolled up his sleeves, "Except for this letter, have you read anything else?"
"Ah, there is more than this love letter, where else are you put?" Lin Jianian was at a loss, feeling Yan Qiuyi's gaze as if it was substance, he immediately denied it categorically, "No, I just opened the zipper when I carried your schoolbag." I was curious to pull out the envelope inside...... I didn't move anything else!"
So said someone who swore to be innocent.
Yan Qiuyi flipped through and found that Lin Jianian was telling the truth, and his anger disappeared a little. Lin Jianian leaned over, "Aunt Xiaoyan, how much love do you still have in your bag...... Oh no, believe me?"
She smiled slightly, her gaze was indescribably warm and warm, "I want to know, come and tell you ......."
It's not good for a child to commit two elders. Most of the time it's a cost, just give it a beating.
It is not in vain that she gets up early every day and is greedy for darkness to practice martial arts and memorize the meridian acupuncture points of the human body. Just to give this bear child a soothing muscle, she also practiced in advance, so as not to be frightened. Yan Qiuyi snapped his knuckles and walked over.
Maybe Yan Qiuyi's cold face was too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and Lin Jianian didn't react at the moment, and let her reach out in a daze.
"Ah~Grandma~Grandma, I was wrong...... Lin Jianian's screams floated out of the office with excellent sound insulation.
"It hurts here to mean that your cervical spine is not good......"
"This is the stomach meridian, your stomach is not very good, big nephew......"
"Yo he, this also hurts, tsk tsk, the liver is not good at a young age......"
"Oh yes, forget about this, this is a good place to hurt, right? If it doesn't hurt, you're not far from death!"
Lin Jianian's screams from the beginning of the poignant and snarky to the last breath, it's not that he doesn't want to get up, but he can't break free, I don't know which acupoint Yan Qiuyi pressed him, how did he escape the clutches of the Yan female demon with a little strength in his whole person?
Yan Zhengze entered the office after finishing the matter at hand, and saw Yan Qiuyi flipping through the books there refreshed, while Lin Jianian, who was originally alive, collapsed on the sofa with a dismal face and a depressed expression, no different from the dying man.
"What is this?"
Yan Qiuyi smiled obediently, "Brother Jianian said that he has always had a sore back recently, didn't I learn a little from the master?" I just pressed him by the way, he is sub-health, go to the hospital for a check-up, and get cured if you are sick!"
She accentuated her tone in the last sentence, which frightened Lin Jianian again. Yan Zhengze was suspicious, "Jia Nian, or Uncle Yan will take you to the hospital tomorrow to have a look, young ......"
"No, no, no...... No need. His last three words were filled with tears.
Lin Jianian was about to cry, he was cleaned up by this little ancestor and he couldn't say anything, who would believe it?
"Oh, by the way, Dad, send me home, I'm a little too late to train. ”
Yan Zhengze glanced at Lin Jiannian who was dying worriedly, "Jianian, why don't you take Uncle Yan to the hospital?"
"It's okay Uncle Yan, I'm fine, there's a bureau at night, I have to go to find me to make a small haircut. Uncle Yan, Yiyi, I'll go first. ”
Lin Jianian struggled to get up, he staggered up and walked straight out, and hit the door frame as soon as he went out.
Yan Qiuyi bared his teeth, tsk, it hurts, right?
(Today's weather is fine and sunny, let's vote for a monthly ticket to accumulate vitality~) (To be continued.) )