Yan Jin doesn't feel anything about writing novels by himself, but there are always sand sculptures who love to put it up and belittle him. Everything blames himself for being too beautiful, and there are always sand sculptures who are jealous.

It's better to earn money by yourself than to reach out to your parents, cough cough, although your current house is indeed bought by your father and mother, but I have almost never asked my parents for money in other things. Compared with the losers of some people in the imperial capital, it is not a star. Sure enough, they are all idle, and they have nothing to do.

blames themselves for being too beautiful, and the sand sculptures in the world are jealous. The beautiful sand sculpture is long, too!

"Mr. Ye said with a smile, heh" Yan Jin chuckled, and smiled at Ye Shengfei, "I believe you will be more interested in him than I am, this little guy has lived with me for half a month, and I look at it with a big head, I think Mr. Ye's family should be bigger, this child will like it more"

"What does Miss Feng mean by this?"

"What do I mean by this, will Mr. Ye not understand?"

"How could that be?"

"That's right"

"Oh, but how can Miss Wind be sure if he's my child or not"

"Is Mr. Ye suspicious?"

"Miss Wind, this is not casual"

"Mr. Ye can take this child's DNA for testing, with the strength of your Ye family, I think it won't be long before the results are available, right? Could it be that the Ye family doesn't want to recognize this child? ”

"That's not true, it's not a big deal for my Ye family to have an extra pair of chopsticks"

The two of them had a verbal argument, on the surface, Ye Shengfei had lost the upper hand, but in fact, Yan Jin was clear that it was clear that no one had been able to save anyone's face between the two of them, and they just fought against each other.

Staring at Yan Jin's seductive eyes, Ye Shengfei fell into deep thought...... On that night four years ago, although I was drugged and accidentally caught a woman, I didn't get hit at one time.

Seeing Ye Shengfei pondering on the side, Yan Jin couldn't help but interrupt

"Mr. Ye must also be a smart person, and I don't need to say that Mr. Ye should also understand the origin of this child. Since Mr. Ye left behind the seeds in the spring breeze overnight, he can't deny it now."

Ye Shengfei is a little annoyed now looking at Yan Jin, the Feng family is right.

"Since Miss Feng thinks that this child is my species, then I will also take him back"

"Isn't Mr. Ye curious about who this child's mother is?" The child's mother, dear, if you don't care about that woman, the plot of running with the ball will be boring!!

"Will I tell Miss Wind if I ask?"

The woman?

The beautiful and gentle lips outlined a faint arc, the way the woman bloomed under him on the night four years ago, and the red rose that bloomed on the bed the next day, symbolizing the girl's first bloom.

It was probably a long time ago, and at that time, medicinal properties played too much role in wine, and Ye Shengfei felt as if he only remembered the gentle lingering of the woman after giving birth.

It's not Meng Lang, but it makes him linger, after all, he hasn't touched any women before, and after that, he misses the feeling even more, and I don't feel the slightest feeling when other women take off their clothes and stand in front of him.

The woman was so sweet.

Every time I thought of the woman in my midnight dream, I always heard her gentle gasp that night, and every time it aroused the nameless fire in his body. The woman he was also curious about.

Yan Jin couldn't bear to interrupt Ye Shengfei, who was obsessed with memories, she understood that she knew what this man was thinking!

"Mr. Ye—"