Three hundred and fortieth chapters comers are not good
Sesame stuffing?
After many days, the system once again became suspicious of its vocabulary library.
Is it wrong, or is there something wrong with the host's understanding?
But Su Yan obviously didn't plan to explain anything to it. He slowly got up and got out of bed, and then began to pack up the bed sheets.
It’s hard to say whether Song Gan will spend the night here tonight, but it’s necessary to clean up. After all, there is a child at home.
Although he is a hooligan in nature, he is at least very pure at present and has not done any filial daughter behavior that is "rebellious against the daughter and rushing against the father".
After nearly an hour, the knock on the door rang.
Su Yan decisively put on a face hidden in peace and weakness and tension, and walked over and opened the door.
Outside the door was Wei Shui carrying his schoolbag, and a hint of joy was on her delicate little face.
The young man looked behind her, then lowered his head and asked, "Where is Aunt Song? Why didn't he come back with you?"
When Wei Shui heard that his father was still Song Gan, he became a little unhappy. He raised his mouth slightly and said, "She sent me downstairs and left after something happened. I came back alone."
"Well, dad got it. Come on, give me your schoolbag."
Wei Shui turned around and asked Su Yan to take the schoolbag behind him, and then the father and daughter stepped into the door together.
Song Gan suddenly left this matter, as he expected.
There is no need to think too much, it must be what Xiao Zeyan did.
But he still needs to call Song Gan to test what she did in detail, or see what will happen tomorrow.
"Shui Shui, go and wash your hands quickly. We're here to eat after washing."
"Yeah." Wei Shui responded crisply, and a happy expression appeared on his little face. Perhaps he thought that Song Gan had not come, and that she was the only one with her father on the weekend.
Suddenly, Wei Shui had an inexplicable thought in her mind and subconsciously spoke: "Dad, I want to sleep with you tonight!"
Su Yan raised his eyebrows suddenly when Wei Shui's eyes did not look at him.
What a good guy, as soon as he finished praising him, he immediately became filial.
He raised his hand and wanted to give Wei Shui a shock, but when he finally fell down, he turned into a gentle touch, patted Wei Shui's head, and said softly: "Shui Shui is no longer a child, can't be with his father. I'm asleep."
"Oh..." Wei Shui's little face was filled with loss.
[Wei Shui regret value system gritted teeth: I knew that even if I forgot the past, the wolf cub was still the wolf cub!]
After lunch, Su Yan called Song Gan.
The phone was answered, and he spoke gently, with a hint of concern: "What's wrong with you? What happened?"
"It's nothing, it's just that my parents asked me to go home for a meal." Song Gan said in a warm voice, his tone very normal.
But Su Yan still captured something, and his inner guess confirmed it seven or eight points.
Then after some communication, the two hung up the phone.
To thoroughly verify the guess, you still need to see what will happen tomorrow.
......
The next day, Su Yan got up early, not only making breakfast for Weishui, but also waiting for something.
Sure enough, after a single egg was fried, the knock on the door sounded, short and frequent, and the person who came was bad as soon as he heard it.
【Su Yan: Here I am.】
[System: Is it a courier for sesame stuffed dumplings?]
[Su Yan smiled: So cute.]
He chuckled and shook his head, turned off the fire, washed his hands, and walked towards the entrance in his apron.
By the way, he seemed to have no makeup on his face, but in fact he put on light makeup, which made him look even more pitiful, and even if he was asked by a man, he couldn't see anything.
When Su Yan opened the door, he was stunned for a moment.
Standing at the door was a young man of about twenty-one or two, with beautiful blonde curly hair, delicate facial features, delicate skin, and strong confidence in his eyebrows and eyes. His raised phoenix eyes looked full of arrogant.
The first impression that everyone gives is the rich young man.
Su Yan was shocked by the young man's temperament. After reacting, he smiled slightly and said, "Hello, who are you looking for?"
While asking, he began to think about the blonde young man in his mind, but found that he had no impression of this person at all.
Is it Wei Shui’s teacher?
But it's too...inappropriate.
Su Yan frowned slightly, his expression still soft.
Su Yan was looking at the blonde young man, while Meng Yiran was also looking at him.
At the moment of guarding the door, he made enough mental preparations, but was still amazed by Su Yan.
His coming here is indeed a bad person.
It is precisely because of this that he dressed up carefully for a long time, and he invited a world-famous makeup artist to match him with makeup.
The purpose is to suppress Su Yan when he first met, give him a warning and slapped his momentum.
Meng still thinks he is already beautiful enough, and is even not inferior to many celebrities, and his temperament is much higher than theirs.
This is how his confidence comes from.
But the moment he saw Su Yan, his self-confidence was still hit. His lips couldn't help but open slightly, and a strong look of surprise appeared in his eyes.
How is that possible?
According to the results of the investigation, wasn’t the man almost thirty years old and had a child?
Even for various maintenance, you should leave some traces on your face. Only makeup can cover it up and make up for it.
But at this moment, in Meng Yiran's eyes, there was no trace of makeup on Su Yan's pretty face, his lips were bright red and delicate, but he didn't have a crystal clear feeling. He was born like this; his skin was white and tender, and there was a little water stain on it.
The beads did not damage the makeup, which means there was really no makeup.
In this way, not to mention that he had given birth, he was almost thirty years old. Everyone would believe that he was just in his early twenties!
What's more, under such a look, age and children are no longer any shortcomings, but instead become a manifestation of maturity and sexuality. The gentle husband temperament who has become a father is simply a killer of a woman!
Compared to him, the more refined his makeup looks, the more inferior he looks!
[Meng Yiran regrets it, but this explains a huge doubt in Meng Yiran's heart.
No wonder...no wonder Song Qian fell in love with him...
Meng Yiran gritted his silver teeth, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.
But, no matter how beautiful this man is?
No matter what, it cannot be changed, the fact that he is married and has children.
Even, he and his wife were divorced, but the latter died in an accident.
The point of "defeating his wife" alone is enough to make Song Qian's parents and parents not have any favors towards him.
What's more, Su Yan has no identity or background yet, and his aunt and uncle have always been towards him...
Thinking of this, Meng Yiran's confidence returned again.
Then, he looked at Su Yan, the corners of his phoenix eyes raised slightly, bringing out a strong aura, and his bright red lips raised, revealing a proud smile: