Abusive literary scum attack from the good

Yin Quan didn't know about this.

Although there are quite a few people in the circle who don't like him, at the same time, there are not many people who dare to directly confront him without thinking.

Putting aside Wen Yangqiu, he is a different kind, that's called for beauty, his mind is full of poop!

You know, his father is well-known in the circle for protecting the calf. Whenever someone says something unpleasant in front of him, his father doesn't like to argue with the younger generation. Do not respect the old, bully the young with the old, don't pay attention.

But his act of hitting the door directly, with no room for change, also aroused many people's complaints.

It happened that the ones who caused trouble first were indeed members of his own family, Yin Wentao was arrogant but took advantage of it.

I can only turn around and vent my anger on the unworthy descendants.

With this kind of persuasion and heavy education, who would dare to provoke him.Aren't you afraid that he's going to be bad and can't breathe?At that time, it will not be as simple as a door-to-door lesson.

So under Ai Fengcha's circle of friends, there are quite a lot of people who leave comments, but they are just gossiping in a small area.

Sneakily spread the news to other groups.

And in these groups, it has to be confirmed that there is no one who has made good friends with Yin Quan.

Ai Fengcha looked at Yin Quan's comments in the circle of friends, showing a contemptuous and smug smile.

It won't be long before Brother Zefeng will find out about Yin Quan's pregnancy. She doesn't believe it. Brother Zefeng likes him so much that he is willing to turn green on the top of his head to raise someone else's child?

Furthermore, a person like Kan Yuancheng, who came from a low-level background, finally climbed into the Yin family and made Yin Quan's belly bigger, would he easily let go of the wealth that is at his fingertips?

Putting himself and others into consideration, Ai Fengcha swears that Kan Yuancheng will definitely cling to Yin Quan.

She would never allow the slightest possibility between Yin Quan and Brother Zefeng.

Brother Zefeng is her god.

Since he saved herself, everything about her exists because of the words Li Zefeng.

She doesn't allow anyone to destroy it.

It doesn't matter if Brother Zefeng doesn't like her now, she believes that as long as she perseveres, dripping water will wear through rocks, and grinding a pestle into a needle.There will always be a day when he sees her sincerity.

Ai Fengcha looked at her face in the mirror.

The overly slender fingers stroked lightly, but the expression became more and more ferocious.

No.

The eyes are not round enough, the lower eyelid is too smooth, there is no natural innocence.

The mouth is obviously made with him as a template, but why doesn't it have that attractive feeling?

Still not like, not like...

She slapped her palm on the mirror.

Angrily looking at himself in the mirror, as if looking at someone else.

2 minute later.

"...Well, Dr. Xu, I think..."

***

As soon as Yin Quan arrived home, Butler Wu told him about Kan Yuancheng's phone call.

Yin Quan was both surprised and delighted, unable to believe it: "Really? What did he say?"

Anxiously, he ran to his room, searched around, and finally found the mobile phone under the coat in the corner of the sofa.

"Sorry, the phone you dialed is turned off, sorry..."

"Master?"

Butler Wu called out tentatively.

Yin Quan was taken aback, met Butler Wu's concerned gaze, recovered his senses, shook his head indifferently, and explained with a smile: "I should be busy."

It was to explain to Butler Wu.

I even told myself.

Steward Wu caught a glimpse of his forced smile, felt distressed, and couldn't help comforting him: "Young Master, when Mr. Kan called, I accidentally slipped my mouth. He knew about your pregnancy."

Yin Quan was stunned for a moment, feeling uneasy, "Then did he say anything?"

Are you angry or happy?

Did you ask him?

Butler Wu choked, his old face turned hot, and he paused before saying, "Mr. Kan wanted to ask about your situation, but I thought you wanted to tell him in person and give him a surprise, so..."

He forced himself to smile: "Master, am I okay?"

Yin Quan blinked his eyes, the disappointment had been well hidden.

He only smiled gently, indicating that he was fine.

It's really all right.

I haven't contacted him for a few days, perhaps because he is now dominated by another personality, and the memories between personalities are not interoperable.

This is not Kan Yuancheng's voluntary.

He's just sick.

Yin Quan told himself that he had to be more patient than before when dealing with patients.

Dr. Song said that the situation of multiple personalities is very complicated, but we must not let the personalities hate and resent each other. We can only find ways to promote them to have "internal communication" and break the wall between personalities.

Therefore, as a person around him, he should not show abnormalities.

Yin Quan habitually clicked on WeChat.

Kan Yuan didn't send much news, but it was enough to make him happy.

He said.

He's done, he's on the plane.

It was posted three hours ago.

Wait a few more hours and he'll be home.

Yin Quan checked the time, and it was about eight o'clock in the evening when he arrived in Nancheng.

He stood up, grabbed the soft curly hair, pulled his hair into a mess, and walked around the room.

Then he ran out like a gust of wind, leaned on the railing on the second floor and shouted: "Mother Chen, come and help me pack my luggage."

He wants to move back to Hui Ya Yuan.

Xu Jia was dragging a big suitcase, butler Wu had already arranged for a driver, and Chen Ma muttered reluctantly: "Hui Yayuan is a small place, so no one will take care of it, how about I go too?"

Yin Quan said helplessly: "Mother Chen, who will take care of the house after you leave, and besides, I can cook."

Mama Chen didn't believe it.

Yin Quan nodded seriously, put one arm around Chen Ma's thin shoulders, and acted coquettishly with a smile: "I didn't lie to you, if I really starve myself, I will definitely call home."

Ben was to comfort her.

Unexpectedly, Chen Ma burst into tears, as if the embankment had burst, and she looked at him with great distress: "My poor young master..."

Yin Quan: "..."

Okay, he said the wrong thing again.

Fortunately, Butler Wu was considerate, and quickly got his idea of ​​wanting to be alone with Kan Yuancheng.

The topic was shifted to Xu Jia.

"Xu Jia, you live downstairs, you have to take good care of the young master."

Xu Jia nodded silently.

eight pm.

Kan Yuancheng came out of the airport.

After the phone exited the airplane mode, I heard Yin Quan's expectant voice: "Are you here? Do you want Xu Jia to pick you up? The soup is ready, and I'm just waiting for you to come back to cook. I'm afraid the taste will be bad if it's cold good."

Kan Yuancheng saw the familiar bear tablecloth on the picture.

Pink little squirrel-shaped candies are placed on it randomly, and there is an open book next to it, which is marked with Huangshan Yanyun.

He cleared his throat and said, "It's already here, don't pick it up, I'll come back by myself."

After speaking, he stared at the screen intently.

Expectantly.

As for what to expect?

Mr. Kan didn't bother to think about it.

When the screen showed that the call was coming, his stern face seemed like the first thaw of winter snow, and a smile appeared in his deep, waveless eyes, like ripples in clear water, faint and gentle.

Kan Yuan raised the corners of his mouth.

The voice was cold and arrogant as always: "What are you doing?"

"I'm frying golden balls~~~"

The voice on the phone was a bit distorted, and matched with the sizzling sound of the meatballs being cooked, it was soft and seemed even younger.

Every word seemed to be wrapped in a pile of sugar, and the sweet smell pierced through the screen, floated into his ears, and then all the way to his heart.

Kan Yuancheng's eyes deepened.

Adam's apple rolls.

The indifferent voice lowered a bit, with a kind of indescribable hoarseness, "Well, be careful not to be splashed with oil, wait for me to go home and do it."

"……okay."

"Did you get in the car?" There are quite a lot of people at the airport at this point, if you don't make an appointment for a driver to pick you up, you have to queue up and wait for the taxi wheel to arrive before you can leave.

Kan Yuancheng dragged his suitcase, his feet seemed to have wings, he felt a sense of urgency, and couldn't wait to go back to the place that proved that he ate soft food.

"Well, get in the car, hang up first."

He was lucky, the car stopped as soon as he came out, Kan Yuancheng opened the door, and the driver put the suitcase in the trunk.Along the way, no matter what topic the driver talked about, he lacked interest, and his mind was full of people waiting for him to go home.

Arrived at Huiya Garden.

Stand under your own building.

Kan Yuancheng suddenly smiled.

He thought he would never come to this community again, but he came back in less than two months, and the strange thing was that he was quite willing.

He shook his head.

Stop thinking about what is there and what is not.

He has set aside more than 1000 million cash in his hand. If Yin Quan is really pregnant, then the house must be bought as soon as possible.

He won't be able to afford a luxurious manor like the Yin family's for a while.

But if two people live in one shabby room, he has this ability!

"Click-"

Kan Yuancheng opened the door.

The aroma of food is already wafting in the room.

Bright and warm lights illuminate the room brightly.Having lived in the dormitory for more than a month, he suddenly discovered that the snail house is not considered a snail house, it is quite big, at least much more spacious than a dormitory where people can bump into people when they turn around.

Reality teaches life.

"Back?" A little furry head appeared in the kitchen.

Kan Yuancheng was dazzled by the bright smile on his face.

There was a slow "hmm".

Put the box aside, change your shoes, and walk slowly to the kitchen.

"It'll be fine soon, you go take a shower first." After an international flight, he was sore and exhausted. Yin Quan didn't look back, and focused on the braised lion's head in the pot.

He was wearing a bright yellow T-shirt.

There is a cute drawing of a toddler duck on the back.

The lower body is a pair of cotton and linen trousers, which complement the long legs and thin waist.

Kan Yuancheng was leaning on the door frame, his eyes looked down from his fluffy head all the way to his thin but not shriveled waist and buttocks...

Sparks flickered in his eyes.

Yin Quan noticed that he hadn't moved, and looked back at him, Mao'er's eyes were full of puzzlement.

Kan Yuancheng met his eyes, followed by question marks.

see what he does?

He looked at himself uncomfortably, as if there was nothing wrong with his clothes, could it be that he fell asleep on the plane and left eye dropsy?

Kan Yuan pretended to be tired, and when he stretched out his hand to rub the center of his eyebrows, he quietly touched the corners of his eyes with his thumbs.

He breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that he didn't touch anything suspicious.

He looked at Yin Quan loudly again.

Seeing his flowing movements, Yin Quan couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

Other couples have a tacit understanding.

The two of them seem to be on the wrong frequency.

so fun.

Yin Quan opened his big innocent eyes, "If you're tired, go take a bath first. You don't know what to do standing there."

Kan Yuancheng touched the tip of his nose.

Well, he really can't.

He said "hmm", "It's just the two of us, there is no need to cook too many dishes." There are already two meat, two vegetarian and one soup on the table, which is very rich.

When he turned around, his eyes inadvertently stayed on Yin Quan's flat belly for two seconds, and he went to take a bath with doubts.

Yin Quan watched his back as he walked away.

Look at the braised lion head in the pot.

smiled.

This dish was taught by him once!

Sure enough, this personality has no memory of the main personality.

Suddenly, the smile on his face slowly froze.

Without the memory of the main personality, why would he continue to be his boyfriend as a matter of course?

The author has something to say: Circle: ... I am stupid! !No matter how you explain it, you can't explain it.

This question is too difficult~~~

I think the third watch may be in the middle of the night, but I definitely won’t take tomorrow’s share~~