Lian Xinying's tender offensive against Yan Ye was simply unable to resist.

She was a little angry in her heart, but she couldn't be angry at Yan Ye's face.

"I'm not a kid anymore, no matter what happens, you tell me as soon as possible, I don't want to get any news, it's all told by others. I want you to tell me. Lian Xinying's voice was as soft as his.

Yan Ye originally had his own considerations and ideas, but because of Lian Xinying, he was constantly changing himself.

"Well, there's news from IM, I'll tell you. You can relax now because you are worried that you will not solve the real problem. Yan Ye poured her a glass of warm water and handed it to her.

"Now that IM is missing, it is estimated that Jian Yu is also in a hurry...... If I don't have anything to do tomorrow, you go back to the company and ask Jian Yu to find IM. ”

Lianxinying thinks about it more.

Although Lian Xinying treats IM as his sister, it is impossible for Yan Ye to treat IM like Lian Xinying and Su Rong, so it is better to let Yan Ye go to the company and change Jian Yu to find IM.

"Hmm." Yan Ye didn't plan to go back to the company tomorrow.

Even if Jian Yu wants to find IM, he doesn't necessarily have to go to the company.

Now, in Yan Ye's heart, Lian Xinying and the child in her belly are the most important.

In the evening, Xiao Cheng was sent to the hospital after school.

Xiao Cheng drew a picture in painting class today.

Inside the painting is his sister in his mind.

He showed the paper to Lianxin.

Lian Xinying looked at his son's painting and forgot his troubles for a while.

"Mom, does my sister look like this?" Xiao Cheng was lying on the side of the bed, looking very ghostly.

In the painting, his sister has wavy curly hair......

"Why is my sister's hair curly? Mom's hair is straight! ”

"Oh, Mom, I wanted to draw straight, but as soon as I drew it, it bent!"

Connecting hearts: "......"

"Son, why are your sister's eyes red?" This color combination feels a bit bloody!

"Uh, big red eyes, pretty!" Xiao Cheng spoke thoughtfully.

"But my mother's eyes aren't red!"

Xiao Cheng raised his head, looked at Lian Xinying's eyes again and again, and didn't know how to describe the color of Lian Xinying's eyes, so he could only ask: "Mom, what color are your eyes?" Is it black? Black doesn't look good! ”

Just because black eyes don't look good, so you made your sister red? Do you think red looks good?

It's a bit of a vampire's sight!

"Brown! Mom's eyes are brown, and the next time you draw them, they'll turn them brown! "Lian Xinying corrects his son.

Xiao Cheng didn't know what brown was, so he took out all the colored pens from his schoolbag and asked Lian Xinying to find out the brown.

Lian Xinying picked a brown pen in the colored pen.

By the way, I drew a picture on paper, and this is brown, so I showed it to my son.

"That's the brown color of our eyes!"

"Oh......" Xiao Cheng suddenly realized, looked at the brown color again and again, and wanted to remember the color of his eyes deeply, but his small mouth suddenly became strong, "This is the color of poop!" I remembered! ”

Connecting hearts: "......"

After Yan Ye heard his son's last words, he felt that Lian Xinying might be angry, so he immediately walked out with his son in his arms.

It was about two o'clock in the morning when there was news of IM.

It wasn't the people who sent out to find IM, but the news from the Internet.

(Po Sing Shek Academy)