(Cat flutter Chinese) Sure enough, Xiao Mengbao's slippery eyes first turned around Yan Han's face, and then glanced around the parking lot.

Well, indeed, it's pretty big here!

After Xiao Mengbao reviewed the situation, he made up his mind in his heart.

"Huh, how long legs are you? You wait, I promise to have longer legs than you in the future! Xiao Mengbao hummed in her mouth, but she took the initiative to throw herself into the arms of the cold cold.

Yan Han has never hugged a child so seriously, and picked up Xiao Mengbao's soft body, for no reason, he was so nervous that his palms and backs were sweating!

The little guy's body exudes a faint milk fragrance, in the past, Yan Han felt that this smell was extremely annoying, but now he smells it, but he can't wait to bury his face directly on the little guy's neck and smell it hard!

However, such a gaffe, a person like Young Master Yan who is used to it will definitely not do it.

"Well, you're guaranteed to have longer legs than Daddy in the future!" He was just good-natured, responding to the little guy's provocation.

Unconsciously, that Yan Da Young Master actually became an echo worm.

Although the little guy was picked up by him, he still turned his face away from him.

And at this time, the cold and the mood are indescribably complicated, so I don't care much about the little guy's resistance.

Moreover, he was still immersed in excitement and self-blame at this time, and even if the little guy beat him and scolded him at this moment, he probably wouldn't care.

The driver, who was waiting next to the car in the morning, was very surprised to see his father coming over with a child in his arms.

"Master, whose child is this?"

In their memories, the lord has always avoided children and women. Could it be that the sun rises in the west today?

"Mine!" In response to the cold, he bent down and stuffed the little one into the car.

The driver was so shocked that he opened his mouth and couldn't speak, bent over, and looked inside to see the little cute treasure sitting inside.

After seeing Xiao Mengbao's face that was like a mold printed with his own father, the driver believed it!

It takes some time to accept this reality.

Until the car drove out of the parking lot, the driver still sneaked a few glances from the rearview mirror from time to time at the little young master in the back seat who didn't pay attention to his grandfather!

Xiao Mengbao didn't know if he was tired or didn't want to pay attention to Yan Han, anyway, after getting in the car, he took off his backpack without saying a word, took out his headphones from it and put them on, hugged the backpack tightly to his chest, and then, as soon as he closed his eyes and leaned on his head, completely, he regarded Yan Han as nothing.

Yan Han didn't seem to care at all about the little guy's rude behavior. Instead, he leaned sideways and stared intently at his little face for a moment.

And Xiao Mengbao, at first, was really angry and ignored the cold, but not long after the car drove out, his head leaning back in the chair drooped.

I have been paying close attention to his cold, reaching out and patting his face gently, seeing that he is not responding, I simply carried the person over and put him on his lap, so that he could sleep comfortably in his arms.

I don't know if this little guy is really tired, or if he sleeps like a pig like his mommy, anyway, until the car drove back to the parking lot of Yan's house, the little guy lying in his arms never woke up once.

Yan Han walked into the house with the little guy in his arms, and Uncle Hai, who came up, saw the child lying softly in the arms of his young master, and the driver's reaction was similar.

"Young master, this kid?" However, Uncle Hai, who is accustomed to wind and waves, has a much calmer attitude than the driver.

For a moment, Uncle Hai thought that the young master was holding this child of the eldest son of the Ji family.

"My son!" Probably afraid of waking up the little guy who was sleeping very heavily in his arms, Yan Han's voice was very low.

But even though his voice was not loud, Uncle Hai, who was on the tip of his ear, still heard his words clearly.

This time, Uncle Hai couldn't be calm anymore, and on his face, in addition to being incredible, there were many, many complex emotions.

"Young Master, your son? This...... This...... He's ......"

Yan Han glared at him and scolded in a low voice, "Don't think about it! It's me and Shadow's son! ”

After speaking, he ignored Uncle Hai, who seemed to have been dumb and stayed in place dumbfounded, and stepped up the stairs with long legs.

Uncle Hai stayed where he was, and he didn't fully sober up until Yan Han's figure holding the little guy disappeared into the corridor on the second floor.

He took out the phone with shaking hands, quickly pulled it out, and the phone was connected, and before the other party could say anything, he yelled excitedly into the microphone.

"Madame! Madam! You and Mr. hurry back! "The voice is visibly shaking!

"No return! Save yourself from seeing the stinky boy's heart! ”

In the microphone, there was an angry voice from Old Madam Yan, the tone was as usual, calm and calm with a slight resentment, as if he didn't notice Uncle Hai's excitement and abnormality at all.

Uncle Hai took a deep breath and tried to calm down the excitement in his heart, but even so, when he spoke again, his voice was still obviously trembling.

"Madame! The young master just came back with the little young master! ”

"What?"

Old Madam Yan's voice suddenly raised several decibels, so frightened that Uncle Hai involuntarily took the microphone away, and then, Old Madam Yan's roar came out of the microphone, shaking his eardrums.

"Little master? Where did he go to find the little master? Don't be ......"

"No, it's not!" Uncle Hai hurriedly interrupted Old Madam Yan's words, afraid that Old Madam Yan would think wildly, so he quickly added, "The young master said it himself, saying that he and Ying'er are the sons!" ”

As soon as Uncle Hai finished speaking, there was a busy sound in the microphone!

On the other side of the world, Old Madam Yan, who heard the earth-shattering news from the phone, directly pinched the phone, and the person bounced up from the sofa like a spring and ran towards the terrace.

While running, he shouted loudly, "Lao Yan Lao Yan, buy a plane ticket immediately, let's go back to see our grandson!" ”

Yan Bo, who was leisurely playing Tai Chi on the terrace, turned his head and stared at Old Madam Yan with a suspicious face.

"Grandson, where did the grandson come from? Adoptive? ”

Old Madam Yan glanced at him fiercely, "What kind of adoption, it's the son of the stinky boy and the shadow!" ”

Yan Bo paused with his hands and feet, and looked at his wife in disbelief, "Xiao Han and Ying'er's son? The shadow is back? When did she have a son? ”

Old Madam Yan was impatient and pulled his arm, "Hurry up and book the ticket, and I'll talk about the rest later!" ”

Yan Bo ordered someone to book a plane ticket, and Mrs. Yan was so excited that she didn't know how to be a good old lady, so she couldn't wait to run to pack her luggage, and the maid said that she wanted to help, but she refused.

"Wife, the ticket is booked, and the flight will be in two hours!"

After a short while, Yan Bo not only booked the ticket, but also called home to ask what was going on.

"Wife, Xiao Han said that the grandson was sent back by Ying'er, but Ying'er ...... Didn't come back. "Cat flutter Chinese