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Chapter 1260 Baby, Did You Hand In Your Paper Today 25
There are also wrinkles on the fabric of the pillow, and it seems that he has a bad temper just now.

Zhang Yan watched casually, and couldn't help imagining in his mind that the little girl was sleeping on the bed with a pillow in her arms, and then holding the pillow with resentment on her face, trying to beat up the guy who disturbed her sleep.

Actually, it's pretty cute when you think about it.

Zhang Yan lowered his eyes and thought about it seriously, and couldn't help but licked the corner of his lips lightly with the tip of his tongue. Although the little girl restrained her irritability in the face of herself, her eyes were still full of sleepiness, holding her breakfast , looking sullen.

"Did you wake up?"

Yan Luo drooped his head, Wen Yan raised his head and glanced at Zhang Yan, looking like you always can't see it, but he opened his mouth in a pretentious manner.

"No, no, editor-in-chief, you can come here, it really makes the humble house shine."

This tone is not at all flamboyant.

Zhang Yan couldn't help laughing softly, a pair of black eyes with a little light, looked at her, and said deliberately, "I thought I was disturbing your rest."

Yan Luo's body froze slightly, his little head with slightly messy hair finally lifted up, dissatisfaction flashed across a pair of round eyes, and he spoke in a muffled voice.

"The editor-in-chief also knows that disturbing people's dreams is bad, which makes me grateful."

The little girl's voice was almost grinding her back molars, with a little depression, quite a gloomy look.

This wake up is unexpected... so cute.

"Angry?"

It was so cute that Zhang Yan couldn't help teasing her over and over again.

She couldn't help softening her voice deliberately, looking at Yan Luo with a little softness in her eyes and a smile.

Yan Luo opened the lid of the porridge brought by Zhang Yan, and a strong rice fragrance spread in the air.

With the thought of being woken up by this person for no reason, Yan Luo picked up the small plastic spoon next to him, dug a large spoonful and stuffed it into his mouth.

He said vaguely, "How can you be angry with the editor-in-chief."

The warm and soft glutinous rice porridge suppressed Yan Luo's temper a lot. Yan Luo chewed what was in his mouth and swallowed it. His round apricot eyes slightly bent, and he put the small plastic spoon in his hand. on the side.

Raising a finger, the corners of the lips are bright, and the watery light of the rice porridge is soaked in, "Just next time, can you stop ringing the doorbell like this, Mr. Editor-in-Chief?"

This way of pressing the doorbell once to the end is really unbearable.

"I'm afraid you won't hear me."

Zhang Yan spoke casually.

"If I can hear it, there must be a ghost." Yan Luo said in a low voice, sticking out her pink and tender tongue to lick the water on the corner of her own lips.

"En?" Zhang Yan raised his eyes, listened to what Yan Luo said, and looked at Yan Luo.

The curtains in the living room were not closed, and the soft morning light shone in from the window. The slightly warm morning light softened Zhang Yan's sharp black eyes a lot.

He just looked at her quietly, with a faint smile in his eyes.

Alluring.

Probably because the atmosphere was too good, Yan Luo sat aside, his lips pursed slightly, he lifted the pillow next to him and hugged him in his arms, looking at him with moist eyes.

Being looked at by those innocent and moist eyes with accusations always makes people feel a little bit guilty.

But someone Zhang is clearly not a normal person.

(End of this chapter)