As for the rest...... She doesn't know any of them! Xiao Hand flipped through the document and found that the paper was full of dense characters, Xiao Bu glanced down roughly, and saw Ling Yichen at the back of the paper who had taught her, she looked at the three big characters that were very familiar, "Ling, Yi, Chen." ”

An Xiaoqian tilted his cerebellum and looked at the three words for a while, then decisively took out a fountain pen from the pen holder on the desktop, unscrewed the cap of the pen forcefully, and a few drops of ink fell on the open document with a strong "snap".

An Xiaoqian wiped it with her hand, and found that the ink that was originally dripping on the paper was more round after she wiped it, and looked at the ink on her little thumb, and the little girl decided to ignore the accident. Holding the pen in his right hand, he sat up straight and wrote his name carefully under the three words "Ling Yichen", "An, Su, shallow." ”

The little man looked at the crooked name under "Ling Yichen" and nodded with satisfaction, closed the file, put it at the other end, took out a copy from the document just now, opened it, and after finding the three words "Ling Yichen", he held the tip of the pen and wrote down his name tremblingly.

Half an hour later, the little girl closed the last document on the table, the whole document that she had "worked", returned to its original place, covered it with a pen cap, and put it back in the pen holder, and the little girl covered her mouth and snickered.

"What are you doing?" The time, just right.

"Chenchen." The little girl put down her little hand casually and raised her eyes, "I want to play games." ”

The person who came over after the meeting was Ling Yichen, he walked around the desk, picked up the little little person sitting in his chair, put it on his lap, took out a tablet from the drawer, opened the game and handed it to the little little person.

"Be quiet." A large hand wrapped around her small waist, ready to start another job.

"Okay." The little girl took the tablet and sat obediently on his lap playing games.

"Boss Ling, your coffee." A young man from the Ling family brought in a cup of coffee and placed it on Ling Yichen's desk.

Ling Yichen nodded, and without raising his head, he pointed to the stack of documents on the desktop, "Take this out." ”

The little little man sitting in Ling Yichen's arms moved his eyelids, and finally regained his composure, letting the man's subordinates go out with the documents. Ling Yichen didn't drink the coffee as soon as he picked it up, but the little little person sitting on his lap moved his eyes, the smell of the coffee was simply fragrant, making her have no intention of playing games, and in the end, An Xiaoqian's little nose arched and sniffed. The little mouth sucked, the little neck stretched, and the little head involuntarily moved towards the coffee cup.

When Xiaozui was still a few centimeters away from approaching the target, a big hand pulled her small collar, and the little little person who couldn't move even with force stuck out the tip of his little tongue again, probed, and tried to lean towards the target, a big hand covered her little face, and helped her over with force, "Children can't drink coffee." ”

"Chenchen, a little bit." It smelled so good, it kept spinning around her little nose, and the little person couldn't resist the temptation, and her eyes returned to the coffee on the table.

"Not at all." Ling Yichen refused, coffee contains caffeine and other chemicals, children belong to the long body period, coffee in the central nervous system at the same time, but also inhibit the secretion of certain glandular hormones in the brain, which will affect the growth and development of children.

"Yes, Chenchen." The little man kept writhing in his arms, looking for various paths to drink the coffee on the table, but helplessly, Ling Yichen had to pick up the coffee and drink it up in three or two clicks.

The little girl in her arms watched him drink the coffee little by little, wrinkled her little face, and suddenly saw that there was still a little coffee stain on his thin lips, and her eyes lit up, her little hand wrapped her arms around his neck, and she put her small mouth on his thin lips along the way, and the tip of her little tongue licked quickly, and swept away the coffee traces before Ling Yichen could react.

Retreated, squeaked his small mouth, it was really fragrant, while the person in front of him was still looking at her in a daze, An Xiaoqian quickly pasted his thin lips again, and the tip of his little tongue licked his lips a few times, before he squinted his eyes and smiled with satisfaction, with endless aftertaste.

Ling Yichen pursed his lips, looked at the little girl in his arms with an uncertain expression for a while, and then picked up the inner line, and after connecting it: "Bring me a glass of milk." ”

In the end, the little girl drank a glass of milk, forgot the taste of coffee for a while, and fell asleep in Ling Yichen's arms after playing the game for a while. As for the documents that wrote "An Suqian", later, Ling Yichen had to helplessly look at the little face sleeping peacefully in his arms, and couldn't bear to blame.

(The heroine first wrote here when she was a child.,The next chapter begins to return to the heroine.,Xiao Zhuo floated by...... ）

When night fell, the Ling family was resplendent like a palace.

In the back garden of the Ling family, a very delicate and elegant rattan trellis was erected, and there were two reclining chairs under the rattan trellis, and a small boxy table was placed in the middle of the two reclining chairs, and the small table was covered with all kinds of small snacks, because this is Ansuqian's favorite place to stay, reading books, playing games, and even Miss An would sometimes fall asleep here.

After dinner, Ling Yichen came here along the path in the back garden to find her, the sun had already set, the weather was slightly dark, looking from afar, the two yellowish lamps hanging under the rattan trellis were swaying slightly along the wind at this time, there was a different taste, Ling Yiyou approached and found that Miss An, who was supposed to lie here at this time to read a book and play games, was gone. Ling Yichen looked at the empty recliner with his eyes, and suddenly, he raised his eyebrows, to be precise, there was a small object on the recliner.

This little thing is Ansu Qian's little pet Bao, I saw it turning over on its back, four small short legs opened into a big shape, the lower body is also covered with an open book, the small eyes are slightly narrowed, the small head looks at the sky, comfortably enjoying this quiet time. Xu is the sixth sense of an animal, and Xiao Po can feel that someone is looking at it with an unknown look at this time. At this moment, there was an extra behemoth on the top of its head, Xiao Bao's eyes opened, and his small body trembled, quietly pushing away the books on his body, turning over, moving with his little claws, trying to move towards the corner of the recliner, shrinking into a small ball, trying to make himself not conspicuous, preferably someone can not see it.

"Wu Bo." Ling Yichen looked at Xiao Ah Bao, who was huddled in the corner of the recliner for a long time, and then called.

"Young Master." Wu Bo also stood behind Ling Yichen at some point.

"What about her?"

"Young master, Miss went back to her room an hour ago." Wu Bo came up to report this matter to Ling Yichen.

"Oh?" Usually, Ansu didn't go back to the room so early.

"And the door is closed." Wu Bo added.

"......" The eyes of the person standing under the rattan trellis narrowed slightly, and his eyes fell on Xiao Abao, and then from its body to the small table placed in a boxy box, the small snack on it was eaten a little bit, and if you look closely, there are still two big front teeth on a piece of walnut cake, An Suqian does not have such front teeth, and the culprit must be the little rabbit in front of him, Ling Yichen snorted slightly, turned around, and walked back.

Little Po, who hummed and shrunk in the corner of the recliner, trembled, this person, whenever it pestered the little master, always grabbed its little neck three or four times and threw it away, I really don't know how to pity the rabbit at all!

"Bao, did you steal it again?" When Po was thinking about it, Wu Bo approached him again.

Well? “……”

When Po decided to do bad things like the little master, he blinked innocently, and silently read in his heart: Don't do my business, don't do my business......

Ling Yichen went directly to the second floor, An Suqian's room was very close to his room, and seeing that her door was really closed, his brows furrowed invisibly, and his big hand stretched out and twisted open without hesitation.

The door was not locked, he twisted it open, and Ling Yichen saw Miss An lying on the bed writing and scratching at a glance.

"Shallow."

"Yikes!" The girl on the bed was startled by the call at the door, and began to hurriedly stuff the small note written on the bed into the futon, and then lay back on the big bed as if nothing happened, and put on a posture that she thought was very good.

"Why did you come in and not knock?" Miss An looked at the visitor dissatisfied.

The person in front of him held the idea that not only the Ling family was his, but also the villain in front of him, and directly ignored the little girl's dissatisfaction, and pointed to the point: "What are you hiding?" ”

"Nothing." Ansu pretended to be stupid.

"What is written on the note you are hiding?" Sentence to point.

"Ling Yichen, you're not going to see me, I'm a girl."

What is on the girl's mind? What is it? Ling Yichen frowned, "You can tell me about you, the girl's heart." ”

"No, you can't!" Miss An on the bed stretched out her index finger and shook it at him, "Do you know what is on your mind?" Hearts, as the name suggests, are things that people think in their hearts, and they can't be said! Understand？ ”

"Got a stomachache?" The man standing on the edge of the bed suddenly spoke out of his mind.

"Nope." Miss An on the bed looked at him inexplicably: "Why do I have a stomachache?" "Is the topic of the girl's heart so happily changed?

"You're here for that?" The man standing on the edge of the bed thought about it for a moment, and then changed to a more understandable statement.

"Nope." Miss An on the bed blushed.

"Then what else do you have on your mind?" Frown.

“…… Don't tell you. Miss An on the bed choked on his question, who told him that a girl's heart is equal to a girl's menstruation?

"Like? Dislike? The man on the edge of the bed suddenly said something astonishing.