Following.

Early in the morning, Zhong Yinian opened his eyes and reached out to rub them.

The people around her were long gone, and she stretched and looked at the time.

It's only seven o'clock.

Why did the president get up so early today?

Zhong Yinian got up directly, changed his clothes and washed up, and casually combed his hair twice and went downstairs.

"Uncle?"

The stairs were not finished, and Zhong Yinian's voice had already been transmitted from the second floor to the first floor.

In the living room on the first floor, Pei Muchen was sitting on the sofa in casual clothes, and Ning Shuiyun was sitting opposite.

When the voice came, Ning Shuiyun raised his eyebrows and looked at Pei Muchen.

"Minister, what did you call you?"

Uncle?

Poof-

Why didn't she know that her son with facial paralysis was so ...... Hardcore?

"Ahem!"

Pei Muchen stood up unnaturally, raised his legs and walked towards the stairs.

Before he reached the top of the stairs, he saw Zhong Yinian walking down.

"Uncle, why did you get up so early today?"

I thought he was going to take care of business, but it turned out to be downstairs.

Pei Muchen stood over there, just blocking Ning Shuiyun who was sitting in the living room, so Zhong Yinian would be so casual.

"There's a guest at home."

Ning Shuiyun was going to rush to the set later, so he came over early in the morning to disturb people's dreams.

He hugged his wife to sleep and hugged him well, she was really uninteresting.

"Guest?"

Zhong Yinian's eyes widened, she was not dressed now, how could she see guests?

Also, how can the big president come out dressed like this......

Tsk, who is this guest?

"Well, Mom is here."

Well, he seems to have said something wrong, my mother can't be described as a guest, it's a family member.

"Huh? Mother!? ”

Zhong Yinian was a little sluggish, and he couldn't digest the news for a while.

Ning Shuiyun smiled and tilted his head to look at Zhong Yinian standing on the stairs.

"Xiao Nian, come down quickly."

Ning Shuiyun stretched out his hand and beckoned.

Zhong Yinian hesitated, pouted and looked at Pei Muchen, and then ran upstairs with a snap.

"I'm going to change my clothes and comb my hair!"

Yes!!!!

What a shame!

Pei Muchen watched her run faster than a rabbit, smiled and turned his head to look at Ning Shuiyun.

"You're scaring my wife."

Ning Shuiyun rolled his eyes speechlessly, pull it down.

Do you want to protect your wife so obviously?

"You're still scaring your mom and me."

Ning Shuiyun sat on the sofa disappreliantly and glared at Pei Muchen fiercely.

"I said, Xiao Chenchen, when will you be able to protect your mother and me?"

Ning Shuiyun's yearning face, being maintained by his own son, how cool should it be?

Unfortunately, her son never defended her.

"Do you need my protection?"

Don't look at Ning Shuiyun wearing the light of a goddess, she won't put up with it everywhere because she cares about her reputation.

Normally, if someone offends her, she will take revenge on the spot.

So only he was worried about it before, and then he didn't care about her at all.

"Of course you need to, hmph, you're just eccentric, let me tell you, you have to grit your teeth about your sister, and you can't agree to death."

Ning Shuiyun reached out and took out his mobile phone, looked at the time, and then looked at Pei Muchen.

"That old immortal, just snatch you from me, even if you still want to do the marriage of the lord Muran, I will never agree to this matter, you can do it yourself."

When it comes to Pei Yansong, Ning Shuiyun is full of goods.

"You just dissipate your anger, who is it when you are angry? I'm not going to raise you. ”

Pei Muchen sat casually on the sofa and picked up the newspaper on the side.

"How is it possible to degasp? He even mentioned that he proposed to me back then! ”