The President's Young Master Knelt Down and Sang Conquest
"Please! Xiaoran, don't go!" Her tears came quickly and urgently, but they were icy cold, without any warmth.
Her body was so small, but her shoulders seemed to bear a weight of thousands of pounds.
Lan Qianchen's eyes flashed with a hint of hesitation, but in the end he still stretched out his hand and pulled her into his broad embrace.
"Okay." Holding his hand, Yin Xiaoyue calmed down slightly, her rapid breathing also slowing down.
Holding on tightly, with a worried and anxious look, as if grasping onto a treasure that no one can snatch away!
Lan Qianchen's mouth curled up into a faint smile, and even he didn't realize the brief gentleness that had flashed in his eyes just now.
"Sleep, I'm here." He rarely spoke so softly to her.
Gradually, Yin Xiaoyue fell asleep soundly, while he was tense because of being tightly hugged by her and couldn't sleep all night due to even the slightest movement...
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At dawn, Jian Ruolin stood outside Lan Qianxun's door with a group of servants.
"Are you ready?" Jian Ruo Lin smiled slyly.
"Madam, what are we doing here?" The servants couldn't help but ask.
"Hey, don't mind so much, just go in quietly later, don't wake them up, but take good photos from every angle for me!"
"Yes, ma'am!"
Slowly push open the door——
Just as Jian Ru Lin was about to make a gesture for the servants to do something, Blue Qian Zhen, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes, and his sharp gaze swept over like a knife.
"Heh heh... " Jian Ruolin looked like a kid who had done something wrong, with a guilty smile, a dog-legged smile.
But by the time she realized what she was seeing, she was so shocked that she rubbed her eyes.
What progress is this? Have you already hugged? Or have you already...
Looking at the blue Qian Zhen and Yin Xiaoyue on the bed, a look of exhaustion after a chaotic night, there were still several obvious scratch marks on her son's neck that had been scratched by a woman.
She suddenly woke up with a start ——
Is this the scene after passion?!!
"Retreat!" She quickly came back to her senses and made a retreating gesture towards the servants.
Before leaving, he still didn't forget to turn his head around and give her beloved son a thumbs up, "Son, good job!"
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"Auntie, good morning! Mr. President, good morning!" Yoon Suyeol rubbed her sleepy eyes and slowly walked downstairs.
She slept restlessly last night.
But what's important is that when she woke up, she found herself in Lan Qianxun's arms.
When she asked him what was going on, the guy actually turned his head away awkwardly, giving her a thought-provoking silence.
She knew she had mild sleepwalking.
Good heavens, she wouldn't sneak and eat his tofu while he's asleep, would she?
"Good morning, Xiaoyue." Jian Ruolin was even more enthusiastic today, her smile as sweet as honey that could kill people, but there was a hint of strangeness in her eyes.
Lan Si Tong, still sitting at the desk, didn't look at her at all, his heart and eyes only had Lan Qian Chen. "Qian Chen brother, is it very cold today? Why are you wearing a high-necked sweater?"
"Cough...cough..." Suddenly coughing was not Lan Qianzhen, but Jian Ruolin.
"Just be a good child and don't ask so many questions," Jian Ruolin scolded.
Lan Si Tong pouted, but didn't dare say anything else.
Yin Xiayue had just sat down at the table when Jian Ruolin picked up a steamed egg and put it in her bowl. "Xiayue, you need to eat more. If your nutrition is not adequate, the baby will be unhealthy!"
"Cough...cough..." This time it was Yin Xiaoyue's turn to be choked by her own saliva, "Auntie, what did you say? Baby?"
"It's nothing, I was just casually saying it."
Upon hearing this, Lan Si Tong's sharp eyes wandered between Yin Xia Yue and Lan Qian Zhen.
"I'm full!" Lan Si Tong seemed to be very angry, "Bang-" slammed the bowl and chopsticks on the table, stood up, pulled Lan Qian Chen's arm, with a pleading look in his eyes, "Qian Chen brother, let's go to school."
"Qian Chen, bring Xia Yue along too!" Jian Ruolin said.
"No." Lan Si Tong pouted.
"Lan Si Tong, in this house you have no right to speak, don't forget what your true identity is!" Jian Ru Lin's voice suddenly turned icy.
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