He Zhili bit his lip and smiled, adjusted his posture slightly, and then hugged a small piece of quilt in his arms, half of his face was hidden in the snow-white and soft quilt.

The low chuckle spread softly, with a clean and youthful tone.

The boy's fingertips lightly grasped the corners of the quilt, and his long eyelashes drooped, covering the bottom of the boy's clear and clean pupils.

He Zhili has always felt insecure when he sleeps, and he must have something in his arms to hold before he can sleep obediently.

It was nearly five o'clock in the morning, Xu Youzhi was lying on the bed, and the small world was not enough for her to toss.

His gaze was calm and cold, staring at the ceiling.

To some extent, He Zhili showed emotion, as if he and Yun Wen were the same kind of people.

The street lights outside the window were still bright, accompanied by the occasional honking of car horns, and in a few moments, the breakfast bunk downstairs should be lined up.

For example, the arrival time of non-art majors is 8 o'clock, and the lunch break can be from 11:50 in the morning to 2 o'clock in the afternoon, and then two more classes in the afternoon, about half past four, you can pack up and prepare to go home.

However, the art major is different, and the art major of Yangcheng can participate in the national general college entrance examination, so the time arrangement will be relatively strict. When the students from other professional classes lazily stepped into the campus, the friends in the art class had already been in class for an hour.

You can sleep for up to another hour and a half.

It's time for her to arrest Hochiri.

She reached out and reached for the charging phone under the pillow, and then quietly stood up and looked at the two little little ones curled up in a ball.

Simply crossed his legs and leaned diagonally on the head of the bed.

The light of the white screen spreads out quietly.

Xu Youzhi casually lifted the sideburns in his ears behind his ears, his long and clean eyelashes hung low, and his pupils were half covered. A little white caresses the tip of the nose, softly brings the girl's side face contour, and then hides naughtily into the girl's eyes, becoming a lively point of light.

She didn't feel sleepy, but He Zhili's breathing was even and long, Yun Wen curled up together, sleeping quietly, and her fingertips unconsciously grabbed the hem of the young man's wide clothes, probably still not very at ease.

Xu Youzhi glanced sideways and glanced at the two little guys thoughtfully.

Immediately clicked on WeChat, silently smeared a wicked smile on his lips, and with a tap of his fingertips, he sent a message to Yan Si.

I'm going to roll over: Do you have a baby?

Yan Si: ...... Lao Tzu had just come out of the operating room, but he delivered one.

Yan Si: I'm the only one in my household registration book

Xu Youzhi sighed, thinking that if she wasn't young, she would have run away by herself for the procedures of adopting Yunwen. But there was no way, she remembered that Yan Si had just passed his 30th birthday last month, and she only knew that he was such a person who met the adoption criteria, so he ......

She can forge such things as documents, but it is better to adopt a child or go through the formal procedures, after all, no matter how awesome she is, she can't do it against the laws of China.

Sooner or later, if we flout the laws of China and ignore them, we will get into trouble sooner or later.

Yans: You mean you got me a son?

I want to turn over: not really, it's just that you can run away in terms of procedures, and the child can follow me, I can even raise a welfare home, and I can't afford to raise a child?

Yan Si is also a lonely family, and his family has long disowned him, and the two thin pages of the household registration book are printed.

He hoped that the Yan family would add a few more strong men.

So Yan Si simply agreed, skipped love and had a lovely son, why not.

"Ding."

On the other side, the screen of the mobile phone that He Zhili threw at random to charge lit up, sending out a slight message reminder.

Xu Youzhi glanced at it simply.

A new email has arrived.

Or familiar encrypted emails.

Xu Youzhi frowned.