After getting off work, Shen Lingfei took the elevator to the underground parking garage as usual.

In the dark, a black sedan suddenly turned on its lights.

"Wife, here!"

Rolling down the window, Yan Chenfeng poked his head out of the carriage and waved his hand not far away, extremely enthusiastic!

Hearing this, Shen Lingfei quickly ran over, covered Yan Chenfeng's mouth with her white and tender palm, and whispered a warning:

"Shhhh

Shen Lingfei's attitude of being a soldier greatly pleased Yan Chenfeng.

The man grabbed the woman's palm and pressed it tightly to his chest, Shen Lingfei couldn't struggle, only heard a warm lip in his ear, and a low and hoarse voice drew a beautiful arc in the air and said:

"What are you afraid of, everyone has left, husband, don't you still believe it?"

dragged his tired body home, just got out of the car, Yan Chenfeng's excited emotions were difficult to control, hugging the warm fragrant nephrite in his arms, looking extremely excited.

The door was pushed open, and a little man ran out in a fluffy bear pajama, rubbing his sleepy eyes with fleshy fingers, muttering red lips and saying:

"Mom, Dad, what are you talking about?"

The two people who were stuck together, inseparable from each other, finally parted their lips and looked at the little person who should not have appeared here in amazement.

Or Yan Chenfeng reacted first:

"Qiuqiu, why are you here?"

Qiuqiu pouted aggrievedly with a ruddy mouth, and said in a milky voice:

"Aren't Mom and Dad welcoming Qiuqiu back?"

Through the order in which the child is called, she can know the distribution of the position of both parents in her heart.

Yan Chenfeng knew it, but he didn't say anything.

Someone who loves Shen Lingfei as much as he does is a kind of protection for Shen Lingfei.

In particular, this person who loves Shen Lingfei as much as he is is the crystallization of his love with Shen Lingfei.

Shen Lingfei pushed Yan Chenfeng dissatisfiedly:

"Of course not!"

It's just that the old man Yan spoils his grandson like his life, how can he be willing to part with Qiuqiu?

Guessing a possibility, Shen Lingfei covered her face with her hands and couldn't stop wailing.

"Husband, maybe there will be one more guest in the house tomorrow!"

She raised her foot and kicked Yan Chenfeng's calf, and then, then covered her cheek, without saying a word!

"You mean him?"

Yan Chenfeng's voice couldn't help but tremble!

In case, if the old man continues to come tomorrow, will he still be able to get close to his wife's side?

Guessing this possibility, Yan Chenfeng called Old Man Yan.

Because of missing Qiuqiu, the old man Yan didn't sleep for a long time.

After answering the phone, there was silence for a while.

"I'm about to fall asleep!"

Old Man Yan muttered, blowing his beard and glaring, very dissatisfied.

Yan Chenfeng gently pushed away the fingers that Qiuqiu grabbed over, and Shen Lingfei took the child over and sat on the sofa.

On the phone, Yan Chenfeng asked:

"Why did the ball come over?"

Hearing the question of this song, the old man Yan was angry:

"This child, they all say that they are intergenerational relatives, intergenerational relatives, I am alone, and I love her very much, as a result, Qiuqiu, a little child, doesn't like me at all, it really hurts my heart!"

Yanchen smiled angrily:

"The next generation, what I said is that you don't like my generation, like Qiuqiu's generation, not that Qiuqiu must like you!"

"Huh!"

Old Man Yan sneered twice noncommittally, and said mockingly:

"If I don't sleep in the middle of the night and disturb my good dreams, won't I be driven into the study by my wife again?"

The mobile phone was on hands-free, and while Yan Chenfeng and Old Man Yan were on the phone, Shen Lingfei also listened with relish.

Listen, all of a sudden, the content of the chat suddenly changed its flavor!

As soon as Old Man Yan's words fell, Yan Chenfeng only felt a gust of cold wind whistling beside him.

While complaining in her heart, Shen Lingfei suddenly raised her hand and pinched it, aiming at the tender meat on the inside of her shoulder, pinched it fiercely, her mouth squirmed, and she made an exit shape:

"What did you say to Grandpa?"

Yan Chenfeng felt wronged, and was just about to say a few words for himself to justify it, but he couldn't help but gasp:

"I ...... Hiss! ”

Old man Yan said triumphantly:

"What's wrong? You kid don't want to admit it? Still thinking about denying it? ”

Under the light, Old Man Yan smiled proudly, without the majesty of an elder.

Yan Chenfeng glanced back at Shen Lingfei, Shen Lingfei had another forceful red lip in his hand, exuding a fatal temptation, opening and closing, pouring out an ambiguous breath, and said in a cold warning:

"Keep talking to grandpa, don't tell me!"

Suddenly, a nameless sense of humiliation arose, and Yan Chenfeng almost shouted at the mobile phone:

"When did I sleep in the study?"

"Huh!"

Old Man Yan's laughter was transmitted through his mobile phone very clearly:

"Last time, when I was at your house, I remember, we were chatting in the study, you only cared about seeking benefits for your family Feifei in my place, but you didn't notice my eyes, but I saw that in the cupboard of the study, there were neat quilts and pillows, don't you tell me, all this is an illusion, a tool you made to confuse my vision and want to win sympathy?"

Yan Chenfeng wanted to cry without tears, it turned out that it was the stuffing that leaked, and he praised insincerely:

"Your eyes are truly divine!"

When Old Man Yan heard this, he immediately snorted coldly twice, and turned over the old accounts:

"Originally, I wanted to save some face for you, but you went too far, how can you doubt my original intention of sending Qiuqiu away?"

At this time, Fauber's voice sounded from outside the door:

"Sir, haven't you slept yet?"

"Come in!"

Old Man Yan covered his mobile phone and shouted outside the door!

"No, I got a harassing phone call!"

He answered Fauber's question, and the latter's face, immersed in darkness, showed a look of disdain.

People, the older you get, the harder it is to serve, especially this temper, which stinks and hard, like a stone in a dung pit, stubborn!

That phone call, I guess it was from Qiuqiu!

As the only person in this house who understands except for the old man, Fubo is silent, just thinking that he is a person who does not know the truth, and he has been fooled like this.

The so-called highest state of seeing through and not saying that it is broken, probably, it will stop here!

Fauber put down the cup in his hand, tidied up the bedside table, and made room for a bigger palm.

When he got up, Old Man He Yan said:

"Did I bring you a glass of hot milk, should I drink it while it's hot?"