Xia Changyue looked like a child when she fell asleep, her petite body was all nested on the sofa, her little face was cushioned on her arm, as if she had dreamed of something unhappy, and her brows frowned slightly from time to time.

Yan Chengchi Wei'an's body leaned back, leaning on the office chair, and in the next second, he stood up from the chair again and walked towards the sofa.

His steps were very light, and he walked to the sofa opposite Xia Changyue and sat down.

The dark eyes stared at her for a moment......

Catching a glimpse of her shrinking slightly into the sofa, Yan Chengchi took off his coat and covered her.

"Hmm......" Xia Changyue muttered contentedly, naturally rolled over his coat, and slept more deeply.

"......" Yan Chengchi's eyes deepened, staring at her still childish sleeping face, and the hand on her side clenched silently.

It's as if the memory has been rewind to four years ago.

At that time, she never liked to cover the quilt when she slept, but she liked to roll up his coat.

He asked her, but she replied confidently, "I have a boyfriend's coat, who wants to cover something like a quilt......"

He just pinched her cheek dotingly, and didn't think deeply.

Until one time, he accidentally saw her diary.

At that time, he knew that what she liked was not his coat, but the familiar taste on his coat, the taste that belonged to him.

When he's not around her, rolling up his coat allows her to sleep peacefully......

Peace of mind, how simple, but deep love for two words.

But in the end, she got tired of his taste......

Yan Chengchi's eyes dimmed, and a faint light was reflected in his eyes.

Looking at Xia Changyue, who was rolling up his coat again and sleeping sweetly, his eyes became complicated.

He stood up, walked back to his desk, and continued to work on his work.

In a huge office, because there is one more person, even the air seems to have become different.

The originally boring work doesn't seem to be so grinding.

The corner of Yan Chengchi's eyes swept to the mobile phone on the edge of the table, remembered something, picked up the mobile phone, opened it, and >, "I like the gift very much, in return, you can make a condition to me, which is my promise to you." Yan Chengchi let go of his hand and looked at the successful transmission of the voice, his dark eyes were well understood.

He admitted that he had no good feelings for An Chenxu's son at first.

But the little one didn't seem to be what he had imagined......

Why does he always have a feeling that her son doesn't like An Chenxu, but is throwing an olive branch to him.

Was it his delusion?

"Can you baa under any conditions?" Hanhan's immature voice soon came out of the mobile phone.

Yan Chengchi removed the phone from his ear and paused slightly before speaking, "Well, any conditions are fine, as long as I can do it." ”

"King Hanhan wants money, a lot of money!" The little guy replied without thinking.

“……”

Yan Chengchi stared at the phone screen for a while, then put the phone to his ear and listened to it again.

To make sure that he had heard correctly, he was slightly stunned before opening his lips.

"What do you want so much money for?"

"Raise little Yueyue and pigs!" Hanhan replied simply, without a trace of hesitation.

has a younger sister who can only eat, and King Hanhan has to work hard to make money in order to support his family.

“……”

So, in his heart, the mother and the pig are creatures of the same level?

Yan Chengchi was slightly stunned, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

But in the next second, the picture of Xia Changyue inviting him to dinner swept through his mind, making his body stiffen slightly.