"It's been years since I've seen your dad laugh like that......"

Lin Yiyi's eyes suddenly reddened, and her tone was full of sadness and longing, she really missed her Xue'er......

Jin Yu's pale blue pupils flashed slightly, his mother was really beautiful, not as beautiful as the world, just like a fairy in the sky.

I couldn't help but stretch out my little hand, wanting to touch the mother in the painting, and I wanted to know, will this mother have a temperature?

It's just that his little hand was stretched out in mid-air, and Lin Yiyi immediately held his hand.

Subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said: "That, Jingyu, you can't touch this, if it breaks, your father will really be angry?" ”

Jin Yu reluctantly retracted her hand and looked up at her mother in a wedding dress, looking much happier than the mother in the room.

Lin Yiyi also stared at this wedding photo and said with emotion: "Your father should want to marry your mother!" ”

Jin Yu hung his head silently, their story, he knew it, the whole family was waiting for her to come home, especially his father, it could be described as crazy.

Looking at his mother in the room, he suddenly wanted to sleep here, of course, he also knew that it was impossible......

"Let's go...... The notebook is over there...... "It took Lin Yiyi a long time to recover from the shock, and she pulled him and ran to the bookcase.

Jinyu followed silently, and after Lin Yiyi found Jian Junxi's notebook, she whispered like a thief: "You pick two, hurry up!" ”

Jinyu looked at the cabinet full of notebooks, and suddenly didn't know which one to take?

I took out a book at hand, recording how to deal with people, how to see people, recognize people, micro-movements, micro-expressions, tone of speech, etc......

The font is strong and powerful, with the same backbone, with a bit of flamboyance and domineering, giving people a sense of willfulness.

Every time he reached the last stroke, the increased intensity still made him feel the severity of the north wind entering the customs, and he was very guarded.

Just through Jian Junxi's font, you can feel her state of mind at that time, which is not only a mother-son connection, but a talent......

"Did you choose well? Grandma is so scared......" Lin Yiyi looked at the door of the study, for fear that Nangong Jing would push the door and enter......

Jin Yu pointed to all the notebooks on the shelves, and Lin Yiyi asked with a look of horror: "My little ancestor, you don't want me to move all of them out, do you?" ”

Jinyu nodded very honestly.

"Oh my God, there are hundreds of copies, you're going to be able to read them all!"

Lin Yiyi stared at half of the bookshelf, thinking about moving all these books out, and her heart and liver seemed to tremble.

Jin Yu pursed her lips and glanced at her unhappily......

"But grandma can't move, and half of the bookshelf is gone, you are stupid to be your father!" Lin Yiyi said with a depressed face.

Jinyu's eyes rolled, and she raised her legs and ran to the door, ready to move the rescuers.

"Huh...... Jinyu, why are you going! Lin Yiyi shouted urgently.

Uneasy, she followed in small steps, and when she walked to the door, she saw him dragging Yang Hui up.

"What's wrong?" Yang Hui was about to go upstairs to find them, but Jin Yu held his arm, making him a little confused.

"He's going to move all the notebooks, and I said I can't move them, he must be looking for your help!" Lin Yiyi explained helplessly.

"Oh...... Hehe...... ...... for a while" When he walked to the door and saw Jian Junxi in the room, he suddenly stopped.

"This ......" widened his eyes in shock, and he didn't know what to say for a long time.

(End of chapter)