Huo Yan has taken a path of natural choice since his debut, his identity is mysterious, and his debut show is a top show that ordinary models may not be able to climb in their lifetime.

Not to mention that he just made two movies in the nature of playing tickets, not to mention the big hits, even international movie stars are now vying to accompany him.

So those so-called 'fans' can't accept him partnering with a model like Han Xinyu who is not well-known, and it is even more impossible to accept that he has someone he likes.

Huo Yan couldn't help but sneer, and still didn't hesitate to post the post despite the dissuasion of his agent.

Within 20 minutes of the filming, Huo Yan's global fan group and support club announced their dissolution one by one, and they topped the hot search list.

It's so big, it's impossible for Han Xinyu not to know.

But she was smart enough not to mention anything.

Su Nianwei couldn't help but go back to Jin Mansion first.

She knew that Jin Ruohan was busy, but when she went back, the housekeeper told her that Jin Ruohan had come back and was still dealing with some affairs in the study.

"Where's the little milk bag?"

The expression on her face changed slightly, in order not to let the housekeeper see the abnormality, and in order to temporarily suppress her desire to ask Jin Ruohan about that Miss Zhou, Su Nianwei changed the topic in time.

Speaking of which, she has indeed rarely seen Jin Qingyu recently, and it is one thing for the studio to be busy, but she neglected the little milk bag, and Su Nianwei was also very sorry in her heart.

"Little master? He should be with Young Master Zekai now, and as for what to do, I don't know. ”

The housekeeper seemed to have some concerns in his words, Su Nianwei naturally thought that Xiao Niangwei seemed to have a lot of competitions recently, and once she saw an invitation from CTF in his room, and her heart suddenly relaxed.

In the Jin family, she can't look at the little milk bag with the eyes of a normal child of the same age, and what he does can also prove his ability in front of Jin Ruohan to a greater extent.

At the same time, in a luxury Internet café in the heart of the city.

At the peak of the flow of people, this Internet café is surprisingly quiet, in addition to the solemn and somewhat strange faces of the staff guarding several positions, the Internet café has also erected a sign to suspend business, obviously there is no intention to receive guests during this time period.

But the identities of the people who usually enter and leave this Internet café are not ordinary, and two teenagers dressed in aristocratic school uniforms kicked over the sign erected outside the door of the Internet café and opened the door to enter.

A staff member at the front desk immediately came forward to intercept: "I'm sorry guest, our Internet café is not open to the public today." ”

"Lao Tzu is a lifelong member of yours here, but the door is open but no one is allowed to come in, do you look down on me?"

A teenager of this age is in the stage of not being afraid of heaven and earth, and he didn't see the nervous hint in the eyes of the staff, and walked towards the place with the highest configuration of the Internet café without listening to the explanation.

But he didn't want to hear the sound of the keyboard crackling from above, and suddenly became more and more angry: "Isn't this someone there?" ”

"This guest chartered our entire internet café today, so ......"

The staff also wanted to stop these two people and prevent them from making trouble with the guests above, but how could these two people listen and go to the uniquely designed box one after another.

Eyes fell on the little man sitting on the chair, and the two were stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help laughing.

"It's just that Xiaodouding came from, this is a professional competition-level Internet café, not a place for children to fight snakes, so leave quickly."

The little guy who was staring intently at the computer screen turned a deaf ear, his little hands still tapping on the keyboard at a rapid pace.

"Why can't this kid understand human speech?"

The more grumpy teenager of the two was about to step forward, when someone suddenly grabbed the back of the school uniform, and a cool voice sounded behind him: "Why are the children of today so not afraid of death?" ”

As he spoke, Jin Zekai shook the coffee cup in his hand and took a sip.

The taste of instant coffee made him frown slightly.

"Who are you?"

The man in front of him has a clear temperament, and there is not even a trace of displeasure on his handsome face, but his eyes are surprisingly cold, even if he touches it for a moment, it makes people feel chills down his spine.

These two teenagers have just become adults, and when they saw that Jin Zekai, whose aura was particularly powerful among ordinary people, they were still afraid, and they suddenly didn't dare to be presumptuous anymore, and stayed away from the position of the little milk bag.

"You don't need to know who I am, this is not the place you should come to, if you disturb him to do business, you can't afford the consequences."

In addition to being patient with the people close to him, Jin Zekai is still surprisingly indifferent in nature, so his tone and expression are very different from the usual ones in front of Jin Ruohan and Su Nianwei, which is very bluffing.

With his words, the two couldn't help but look at the little guy sitting in front of the huge computer screen who looked much more delicate than ordinary peers, and couldn't help but withdraw their gaze together.

If they read it right, the delicate bracelet that the kid used to keep time was a new AI product launched by the world's largest technology research and development group, which was not listed in China at all, and the price was so high that they couldn't even think of it.

Knowing that the little child in front of them was not something they could offend at all, the two suddenly had no more words and hurriedly went downstairs.

When the disturbing footsteps completely disappeared, the movements of the little milk bag in his hand stopped, took off the special earphones, and jumped off the huge sofa chair.

"Little uncle, if it weren't for the fact that your original apartment suddenly couldn't live, I wouldn't have to come to this kind of place to participate in the competition, if I let Mommy know......"

The little guy frowned a little in annoyance, completely unable to see the bravery of his decisive decision in the online CTF match just now.

No one believed that their opponent was a child under the age of six.

"Just this once, not the next one."

Jin Zekai did not have many sincere guarantees.

used the computer he carried with him to hack into the IP address released by the online competition of the little milk bag just now, and saw that the ID of the number one was the word big devil, Jin Zekai glanced at the prize pool and couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.

"If you win one more game, you'll get the full amount of your prize, which you can use to buy your mommy a Christmas gift or a New Year's gift."

This is a little more smile on the face of the little milk bag.

He stretched out in front of Jin Zekai like a little adult, took out a children's phone watch from his schoolbag that looked full of innocence compared to the AI bracelet, and carefully carried it on his wrist.

"Mommy called me, little uncle, send me back quickly."

Seeing a missed call on his watch, Xiao Milk Bao suddenly became a little nervous.

He hasn't seen Mommy much these days, will something happen?

Jin Zekai felt that the nervous expression of the great demon king of the Jin family was very novel, smiled, but didn't say anything and took him out of the Internet café, and personally drove the little milk bag back to the Jin house.

"Mommy, did you miss me?"

After getting out of the car, he picked up his little schoolbag and went straight to the villa, and the little milk bag didn't have the idea of saying thank you to Jin Zekai who sent him back, and when he saw Su Nianwei, his little face was full of smiles, and he said coquettishly.

I don't know why, seeing such a sticky little guy, Su Nianwei's heart softened, and the rare gloom in her heart disappeared, she nodded and said honestly: "Yes, I miss you." ”

Jin Ruohan, who happened to go downstairs, heard this longing sentence that Su Nianwei rarely said, his brows raised slightly, and his footsteps paused on the spiral staircase.

He had never heard these three words miss him from Su Nianwei's mouth.

It's just that the little milk bag is cheap and well-behaved, and the soft and glutinous ball rubs Su Nianwei on the sofa, and her little face is ruddy dangling in front of her, like a caring little bun.

So with such an obedient little bun, even he disappeared when he came back, right?

"Mommy, I was taken by my little uncle to do hard labor today, and I finally begged him to send me back early, my eyes hurt so much now."

The honest little guy began to be coquettish.

It's just that it is impossible for anyone in the Jin family to believe this, but the little milk bag in Su Nianwei's eyes is extremely pure and well-behaved, hearing him say this, and seeing that Jin Qingyu's eyes are indeed a thin layer of red because of dryness, looking at her pitifully, her slender fingers suddenly touched the tail of the little milk bag's eyes, and ironed it carefully.

"I'll get you a hot towel and call the doctor."

As she spoke, Su Nianwei got up and planned to walk in the direction of the kitchen.

"I don't want those, I just want Mommy."

The little hand grabbed the hem of Su Nianwei's clothes, and the cheeks of the little milk bag were bulging, as if she was coquettish, but she was a little more willful than usual.

Su Nianwei was too late to feel distressed, so naturally everything went according to him, and he couldn't help but sit down again.

But according to the little milk bag does not mean that everything is according to his ideas, Su Nianwei looked at his reddish eyes very seriously, and suddenly rubbed his hands together and slowly rubbed them twice, covering the eyes of the little guy.

Jin Qingyu seemed to have never been treated like this, so his eyes were wide open and refused to close, and he looked at Su Nianwei closely, with a bright background in his eyes.

Provoked by his eyes, Su Nianwei said in a softer voice: "Close your eyes, it will be more comfortable." ”

Although reluctant, the little milk bag obediently closed her eyes.

looked at Jin Ruohan, who was big and small, condescendingly, and finally walked down.

Even if Su Nianwei was focused and suddenly shrouded by a tall figure, she would not be unnoticed, not to mention that Jin Ruohan did not restrain his rather aggressive and oppressive aura.

She couldn't bear not to look at Jin Ruohan, who was already sitting close to her, and continued to focus on helping the little milk bag relieve the discomfort of her eyes, who knew that Jin Ruohan actually pulled her hand away from the eyes of the little milk bag.

"Dad, what are you going to do?"