"Meaningful! On behalf of me as a person, my love is completely yours Anya, on behalf of our children are legitimate, and you have all the right to defend *** without having to suppress it, you know?" Aiden's body was lowered, their chests almost touching, and they could feel each other's hot breath on their faces.

"Your words...... How can it be so easy to disprove my 25-year-old argument?" Anya looked at his approaching handsome face, and her brain function was close to stopping.

"Now that I've refuted your argument, shouldn't you re-establish your hypothesis? Re-experiment?"

"Re-establish and re-establish...... What arguments?"

"Anya believes that love is the opposite of the freedom of individual consciousness, and that love must limit the freedom of individual consciousness. Uncle Aiden, the examiner of the master's degree, questioned it, saying that the student's research arguments and methods were debatable, and asked the student to re-experiment with the argument that "the two do not conflict" and take the oral examination on a later date."

Aiden's words amused Anya and reversed the inexplicably serious atmosphere.

"Hahaha, you're so interesting. That's what your professor said when you were in school?" Anya smiled and narrowed her eyes, and the journal she used to cover her face was tossed aside by Aiden.

"If he had one thousandth of me, probably not so many students would change their advisors." Aiden touched her hot cheek dotingly, smiled and got up. "Okay, cutie, think about it, I won't bother you to tidy up your bookcase." Five

"Uh......" Anya was a little confused by the sudden loss of warmth, making a voice but not knowing what she was trying to express.

"What's wrong?" Aiden looked back at her.

"No, it's okay...... what's going on?" Why, she doesn't want Aiden to leave? Why do you want to continue chatting with him? Why did she want to know more about Aiden?

Why did she start falling in love?

Anya sat up and looked at Aiden, who was sitting back in his place and continuing to write notes and type on the keyboard, and was stunned. Clever as Aiden certainly knew that Peng'er was staring at him, but he couldn't turn back or interrupt the fragmented emotions she was trying to organize now, so let her work hard for herself!

Peng'er, I look forward to you saying to me in person:

I love you.

Anya felt the scent of her softness in the air she breathed, and a hint of smell that she was familiar with but didn't belong to.

What is it?

She rolled over in a daze, pulling the quilt up to keep the cold air out of her skin.

Very familiar taste...... But it doesn't belong to her...... Why do you get mixed up in your own bed? Why is there a plush touch next to it? Does she have such a doll?

Countless questions made Anya have to open her eyes to find answers, and what catches her eye is Elsa, who is in a hairball state, and her small belly rises and falls steadily and seems to be asleep.

How did Elsa sleep in her bed? Did she bring Elsa home yesterday?

Anya's sleepy eyes opened completely after a few seconds, staring at the somewhat familiar but different ceiling, and a question arose in her heart:

It's strange, when did her ceiling become so monotonous? What about the starry ceiling that she specially asked someone to decorate in line with the room in her hometown?

She sat up and shook her head to try to wake up, only to notice that the quilt was a different color.

"Isn't this the bedding set I gave to my uncle? So it's not my bed...... Is it Uncle's room?" Wake up, wake up, she's finally awake! I looked around in a panic and didn't see the clock, and I ran downstairs to find that Uncle Aiden was still sitting at his work position last night, with several more books on the table and still typing on the keyboard.

Hearing her voice, he took off his thick-rimmed glasses and turned his head:

"You woke up so early? What's wrong?"

"Uh......" Anya scratched her head, and combed her hands in a panic when she found her sleeping hair, trying to show him the perfect image. Morning...... Uh, no, what time is it? You haven't slept yet, have you? Belch...... No, how could I sleep in your room, so where are you going to sleep? It's not because I'm taking your bed that you're going to keep typing here, right?"

Aiden face

To her confused, barrage of questions, just chuckled:

"It's normal for me to go a night or two without sleeping, you don't have to worry about that. It's half past five in the morning, so it's still early to go back to sleep, and I'll wake you up without worrying about being late for work. What do you want for breakfast?"

This is a very ordinary conversation, her mother and her eldest brother will care about her so much; But, why is Aiden so shy to say it?

Can you not let her have brain congestion early in the morning?

"No, no, no, it's okay, I'm awake. But if you don't sleep for a night or two, do you want to practice some immortal skills? You don't have a work schedule right now, so you have to work normally!" Anya casually whispered, slowly swayed to his work desk, and frowned as she tidied up the stacks of books that were about to collapse. "Since you are so leisurely, I will give you a task when I go to work, make up all the missing furniture in your house, and I will come back from work today to see that you have a sofa chair to sit on and a normal desk to use."

"Yes, Kennasuke." Aiden put down the ballpoint pen, closed the laptop, and stretched his muscles.

"Don't call me a virtuous helper, you have a ghost!"

"If you don't want to sleep anymore, go back and change your clothes, clean up and come to me for breakfast, and I'll take you to work." He combed Peng'er's hair with his hands, then held her cheek and planted his mark on her forehead.

"Uncle Aiden, you always do this kind of manipulation, one day I will get used to it, what if you are not there one day?" Anya covered his big hand holding his face and said seriously.

"I'm not going to leave you, I don't need to worry about that."

"But if you're going back to Italy one day, how can you stay here all the time?"

"I won't go anywhere until you agree." Aiden's words are not complete, yes

I won't go anywhere until you agree to come back to Italy with me.

Anya hummed a little song and walked happily into the company.

She knew that her good mood came from Uncle Aiden's uncontrolled spoiling of her, and Uncle Aiden also said that he would send her to work, how could she be embarrassed to let someone who hadn't slept for more than 24 hours do this! Before going out, I came to the uncle's social platform, so I could contact him for work; Today he was going to decorate the house, if he couldn't find the way, he could still contact her through the Internet, it was always bad to talk on the phone at work, although she was a business......

But I unexpectedly learned that Uncle Aiden has a fan specialist, which is run by his outpatient nurse, of course, he has not updated it since he took a vacation; Although it was written in Italian, Anya was still quite fascinated by it, and even slid her phone when crossing the street and almost collided with a passing locomotive.