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Chapter 403 Bury Your Face In His Chest

Just lying down, it seemed that he remembered something, and sat up suddenly.

Ye Liuli was no stranger to her brother getting nervous when he had nothing to do.

He took out his notebook, peeled another orange, and started working.

After all, the daily work of EUS is to verify the internal funds of Sanyuan and all college expenses and income every week and every month.

Ye Jin just glanced at her sister, then stood up, picked up her phone, walked to a window beside her, and made a call.

It belonged to their teacher in the second and third classes of high school.

Needless to say, it was natural to ask for leave for Yang Moyan and Lin Zhaoxia.

Of course, by the way, he also took a leave of absence for himself and Ye Liuli.

The reason is simple, I have something to do and I can't go in the afternoon.

And for the class teacher who is about to take the final exam and is busy with customizing materials for the students in the class, when he receives this call, he really doesn't want to nod!
Even if you are famous people, family, achievements and so on needless to say.

But you can't just ask for leave at will.

Lan Yan didn't say much.

That one really couldn't get away.

What about Qingyan and Moya?

I didn't even see a single person all morning.

In the afternoon, there is no one here...

It's just that the head teacher couldn't stop it, so he could only sulkingly approve it.

After hanging up the phone, Ye Jin walked back from the window, looked at Ye Liuli's hands typing on the keyboard quickly, leaned back on the sofa again, covered her face with the book, and said, "Ask for leave. In the afternoon, I will sleep for a while, and I will be busy with you in the afternoon."

Ye Liuli took the time to raise her head, replied with a single word, and continued typing.

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On the road, the car drove very smoothly.

The heating in the car was strong enough, Lin Zhaoxia was sleeping all the way, and really had no intention of waking up.

It took only ten minutes to drive to Lin Zhaoxia's small apartment.

After stopping the car and turning off the engine, Yang Moyan opened the seat belts of the two of them, then hugged the boy in his arms, and then opened the door.

When the wind blows outside, it is still a bit cold.

This made Lin Zhaoxia almost subconsciously look for a source of warmth.

So he arched into Yang Moyan's arms, and finally buried his whole head in it.

Realizing the young man's point, Yang Moyan froze all over.

But soon he relaxed, and walked into the corridor steadily with the boy in his arms.

Arriving in front of the opposite apartment door, Yang Moyan shook the person in his arms, lowered his eyes, "Key?"

Lin Zhaoxia already felt a little sober at this time.

I just still don't want to open my eyes.

Just feeling too tired.

So when this voice came to my ear, I subconsciously reached out to touch the pocket of my trousers.

With a hook of his fingertips, he took out a bunch of keys, and then casually threw them to a certain young master.

She didn't even open her eyes. After throwing away the keys, she found a more comfortable place and buried her face, intending to lose consciousness for a while.

It's also true that Yang Moyan is so reassuring, and Lin Zhaoxia is familiar with and likes that taste.

Just don't wait for Lin Zhaoxia to be depressed for a while longer.

Yang Moyan took the key, his eyes were warm, and the corners of his lips were curved.

Holding the boy in his arms firmly with one hand, he opened the door of the apartment, walked in and closed the door with his long legs, and walked into the bedroom with the boy in his arms.

As soon as the bedroom door was opened, there was a fresh smell, just like the boy himself.

(End of this chapter)