Xia's villa, study.

Qianwan sat on the leather seat, supported her chin with one hand, looked at the documents on the table with a focused expression, and after discussing the cooperation with Mr. Na Qin, there were still a lot of follow-ups to deal with.

She has been so busy these days, she has never gotten up so early and greedy in the heavenly realm, and she either sleeps until nine poles in the sun or lies on a rattan bed until ten poles every day......

The name of the new company is Daqian, and she originally wanted to call Xiaochen here, but when she saw the corners of Xia Jie's mouth twitching, she simply compromised and called Daqian.

A certain fairy: Auntie and grandmother are just too lazy to name it......

Qianwan pinched her eyebrows, finished reading the last report, then lifted the teapot at hand, poured a sip, and prepared to go to her room to lie down, and tomorrow I have to get up early to go around the newly bought shopping mall twice, shaking the field.

It's really busy.

Yue Lao: Shenji, you just went to see if the restaurant upstairs in the mall had been renovated, right?

Originally, it was a good department store, although the business was a little cold, but it was so dazzling, you directly waved your hand, and all the above six floors were converted into restaurants......

Awesome my god.

Qianwan carried the teapot and walked to the door of the room, saw the little bun squatting outside the door of her room, and frowned, "Xiao Chen? ”

This milk doll doesn't sleep in the middle of the night, what are you doing squatting at the door of your aunt's room?!

Hearing the voice, Lian Chen opened his somewhat tired eyes, yawned slightly, and walked to Qianwan with his pillow in his arms, "I can't sleep......"

You can't see clearly when your aunt and grandmother, aren't you almost asleep just now?

The child was sleepy-eyed, exposed to the light, and rubbed his eyes a little uncomfortably, his chestnut hair was obediently attached to the side of his ears, and the delicate and fair face was written with three big characters of little pitiful, and the light blue pajamas were a little wide, which made the child look thin.

Qianwan sighed, "Go back to your room, I'll tell you a story." ”

Lian Chen hugged the pillow in his hand and walked into Qianwan's room very naturally.

1000 Nights: ???

Twilight is fading.

"And the god Erlang, in fact, is a wolf dog with slow legs, so the god asked him to guard the door of the temple......" In the room, Qianye put one hand behind his ear, looked sideways at the child who was gradually sleeping, and the voice of storytelling gradually became softer.

The moonlight was bright, pouring some on Lian Chen's side face, with a hazy beauty, this milk doll's face, she was convinced.

Except for her father, she had never seen a man born so handsome.

When it completely grows, it is estimated that it is not an exaggeration to say that it is amazing.

Tucked the soft quilt, Qianwan slowly got up from the bed, carried the teapot, walked slowly to the balcony, leaned on the railing, looked at the moon in the sky, and closed her eyes.

When they opened their eyes, they were full of indifference.

That kind of indifference, which is above all beings, ignores everything.

The fireflies that are rare to see in the summer night flew out, surrounded her affectionately, and the fluorescence was extinguished, lining her ethereal, which was a feeling like a spring breeze.

Qianye hooked her lips coldly, the coldness in her eyes was like bone-eroding frost, and her voice without the slightest emotion slowly spit out from her thin lips, with a bit of ridicule.

"It's really, annoying zerg."

Looking at the fire fireflies dancing at her fingertips, Qianye looked at the sleeping person on the bed, revealing her smooth calves that kicked off the quilt, and her voice suddenly softened, "You guys, stay away from him." ”

With a slight flick of his hand, those fireflies suddenly disappeared, and Qianwan shook the teapot in his hand, looked at the quiet of the night, and turned back to the room.