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Chapter 1272 Baby, Did You Hand In Your Paper Today 37
Oh.

Zhang Yan looked at her with downcast eyes, then raised his hand and took the little girl into his arms.

Yan Luo's stature is actually not short among the girls in this plane, she is about average, but with her small face, she looks very small.

Zhang Yan is really tall.

As the saying goes, there is no harm if there is no comparison. Standing with Zhang Yan, Yan Luo is a small one, the kind that can be easily caught in his arms.

His toes touched the ground, and a strong force from his waist supported Yan Luo's entire body, and Yan Luo let out a small exclamation.

This posture felt too dangerous for her, as if she was about to fall if she didn't pay attention.

All of a sudden, Yan Luo's drowsiness disappeared.

The small body leaned straight into his arms, hugging his waist, her eyes widened.

"What are you doing? What are you doing?!"

Zhang Yan carried the little guy in his arms into the door, closed the door, and put the bag in the other hand aside, and lifted Yan Luo up with both hands.

As if holding a child, he lifted Yan Luo up high, and the eyes of the two were at the same level.

The two got very close, the little girl gritted her teeth slightly, looking aggressive and about to bite.

Zhang Yan couldn't help but hooked his lips into a smile, then poked his head forward slightly, his thin lips were printed on Yan Luo's slightly messy black hair at the temples, expressing his disdain with his own actions.

Then he put Yan Luo down like this, and seeing the little girl's unrecoverable look, the corners of his lips curled up, "If you say you haven't washed your hair for two weeks, I might hesitate."

I haven't washed my hair for two weeks...?
Yan Luo didn't notice that Zhang Yan just said that he might hesitate for a while, and focused his attention on his first sentence.

Imagine yourself not washing your hair for two weeks.

Then he succeeded in being disgusted by himself.

Leaning to the side, trembling slightly, he raised his eyes and looked at him angrily.

But crashed into a gentle black lake.

Those eyes looked calm on the surface, but Yan Luo couldn't see clearly what kind of emotions were hidden beneath them.

Suddenly unable to vent his anger, Yan Luo blinked and took half a step back.

He raised his hand and scratched his slightly messy hair, "Aren't you going to work today? Why are you here early in the morning again?"

"Bring breakfast to my girlfriend."

Zhang Yan looked serious, raised his chin slightly, and looked at the bag of things he put down just now.

"The porridge and pancakes I cooked for you have just been made and they are still hot. Go wash up and come over for dinner. Your work and rest time must be changed."

As Zhang Yan said so, he wrapped Yan Luo's waist restlessly with his big hands, pulled Yan Luo into his arms slightly, lowered his eyes, raised his fingers, and gently rubbed the dark circles under Yan Luo's eyes with his fingertips one time.

"You have dark circles too, okay?"

The cool, itchy touch made Yan Luo's body tremble slightly, he raised his hand to pat his hand off, and spoke dissatisfiedly.

The moment his fingertips left Yan Luo's skin, the original calmness in Zhang Yan's eyes suddenly surged, and then he took it back in an instant.

He responded in a low voice, raised his hand to carry the plastic bag on the table, and led Yan Luo inside.

"I'm working, and you can rest according to your normal schedule."

(End of this chapter)