Chapter 284: The damn competing heart of men

Lin Gantang understands.

Lin Gantang can correct his mistakes when he knows that he is wrong.

Isn't it just me? I'm here to go. Lin Gantang spontaneously hugged someone, kissed his face and his lips, kissed him all the time, and shouted softly: "Brother Yan Qing~"

"Honey?"

"Baby~"

Lin Gantang acted coquettishly and shook him: "Old--"

Wen Yanqing opened her eyes and looked at her.

Lin Gantang was happy: "——Father-in-law."

Wen Yanqing suddenly laughed angrily and pressed back: "Give me serious."

Lin Gantang was not willing to do so, and he grabbed him like an octopus.

Wen Yanqing sighed, and finally kissed her forehead with a good temper, and then hugged her.

Lin Gantang in his arms was laughing secretly.

When Lin Gantang woke up the next day, he didn't see Wen Yanqing. He went downstairs and looked around. It turned out to be in the kitchen.

Lin Zhaonan slowly went downstairs and went to the kitchen for a week, saying to Wen Yanqing: "I'm so embarrassed to ask you to make breakfast. Are you still staying here tonight? Why don't you stay here these days?"

Lin Gantang saw through his intention at a glance: "Put down your bowl first, and then I'm sorry."

Her boyfriend just needs to make one and a half meals. How many days do you want to eat? I think you are so beautiful.

Lin Gantang came in to help and drove Lin Zhaonan away, the kitchen was in a hindrance.

While having breakfast, Lin's father came over in great spirits, holding a red envelope in his hand, and Lin Gantang's eyes lit up.

I saw that Lin’s father gave Jiang Tongtong one, to be precise, for the baby in his stomach.

Then he saw him give it to Wen Yanqing with a smile, Wen Yanqing smiled and accepted it: "Uncle Xie."

Lin Gantang was so eager that Lin's father finally handed it to her.

Lin Zhaonan had no share, so he watched it and said sourly: "All people who are already working are still needed to pay New Year's money."

Lin Gantang looked at the red envelope head and didn't raise it: "Yan Qing, my brother is talking about you."

Lin Zhaonan choked.

Lin Gantang happily opened the red envelope and counted the tickets, and then took out another red envelope from his pocket.

Father Lin saw it and asked, "Why do you have any?"

"It was given by Uncle Wen in New Year's Eve." Lin Gantang opened it with a smile, and what he took out was a bank card.

Lin's father looked at him and saw how he could lose in this game!

Men's damn competing heart.

Lin’s father left the table and when he came down, he gave Wen Yanqing two more red envelopes: “Good child, take it, the password is Gan Tang’s birthday.”

Lin Gantang immediately turned around and looked at Wen Yanqing's red envelope, and became sour: "Isn't my birthday password card prepared for me?"

"Why are you asking so much for breakfast?" Lin's father asked her: "Why are you embarrassed to stare at my little money at my age?"

"Dad, you are not aware of your precautions. How can you use your birthday as a password? I am reminding you." Lin Gantang said in a stern voice: "I am your little cotton jacket, but I care about you."

"Yes, you're the best." But I believe you, can Father Lin not know that the little cotton jacket at home is leaking?

He still had breakfast with great pleasure, it didn't matter. He turned around and asked Yan Qing to make up for it. I guess he could still save his little cotton jacket.

Wen Yanqing handed the red envelope to Lin Gantang from under the dining table, smiling: "Save it for you?"

Lin Gantang was immediately happy when he showed his face.

When he had almost finished eating, Lin Zhaonan asked, "Do you still want to wish you a happy New Year to uncles and the others this year?"

When they mentioned their father Lin pulled his face: "If they love, come, I won't go anyway."

Lin Mingbai was secretly scheming and didn't treat him as a brother, so why should he care about it?

"I went back to my parents' home with Tong Tong in the second day of the lunar month, and I won't have dinner at home." Lin Zhaonan said.

Lin’s father waved his hand: “You make arrangements for yourself.”
Chapter completed!