Auntie Went Down To Raise Her Cubs, But She Was a Sensation!

Tell you! Don't have any unreasonable thoughts about my uncle, you have to treat her like me, no, just like an ancestor, do you hear me? Yan Zongchen was in a hurry, the junior uncle is everyone's junior uncle, Everyone in the whole division has agreed, and no one can think about it! !

What answered him was the sound of closing the car door, and the car sped away, leaving Yan Zongchen behind to swallow the exhaust.

Cough, cough, little bastard! I still want to marry my little uncle, so dream about it! Yan Zongchen walked back while coughing, his mobile phone was beating, and soon got a message that the little uncle planned to study in No. 7 Middle School , also bought a house! ! !

No, he has to continue to adjust the grandson's itinerary! !

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In the past few days, Lin Qiang got up at 5 o'clock every day. It was not difficult for him to get up early. At Lin's house, he often got up at 4 o'clock in the morning to work. Now that he woke up at 5 o'clock and could sleep for half an hour, it was wonderful.

After getting up, he turned on the live broadcast as usual, and then exercised according to the training schedule.

The three kilometers every day are unshakable, plus leapfrog jumping, obstacles, dragging tires and jumping stairs, after a few days, Lin Pangpang only feels that he is dead again.

I'm so tired... I'm dying of exhaustion...

While thinking silently that this is definitely much more comfortable than being in Lin's house, he glanced at the live broadcast room, it was indeed very quiet, and the number of fans had not changed for half a year, and it was fixed at 94, an extremely auspicious number.

Youth is exciting: Grass, you start broadcasting at five o'clock in the morning? It's been more than a year and you still haven't given up? ? You are really not suitable for live broadcasting!

Looking at the only reply, Lin Qiang smiled. This is his only old fan, who is regarded as a regular audience, who often beat him regularly, and it is not suitable for him to keep his mouth shut, insisting that he give up the live broadcast.

Lin Qiang ignored him, just ran three kilometers seriously, and lowered his head to record: After running three kilometers, the solution is to leapfrog 100 times...

Youth is exciting: it is boring enough to be ugly, and this is also a live broadcast of morning exercises? If you want to do this, you might as well go to the square dance, twisting coquettish curves with your pink and fat body is more exciting than doing this!

Youth is exciting: Hey, what about you, hurry up and close the live broadcast and cancel the account!

These contents caused Lin Qiang to fall into low self-esteem again. He was beaten, scolded and reprimanded for many years. His self-confidence was easily erased by himself. No way.

He really is a piece of trash.

He walked into the restaurant with his head downcast, and he could see his little aunt when he raised his eyes.

Lin Jian sat indifferently at the main seat. Under the morning light, her fair cheeks were covered with a faint layer of gold. She was wearing a snow-white gown that reached to the ground, and her black hair hung down like strands of silk and satin. Against the backdrop of her black eyes and red lips, she looked like a Chinese painting that had been rendered open. Ink dyed Danqing, red halo haze.

Lin Qiang was stunned. My aunt is really beautiful, and she is much better than him.

He subconsciously touched the phone, took it out, but only dared to face himself.

He lowered his head to pick up the vegetables and ate them, but the dishes in his mouth were extremely sweet, and there seemed to be a hint of warmth lingering in his stomach. Lin Qiang was a little puzzled, this dish seemed to be different from what he had eaten before.

Auntie, this dish is delicious.

Of course, your aunt planted it with her own hands. Lin Jian looked smug, and it was irrigated by secret methods. It is not easy to make elixir these days, and Lingzhi can barely grow it.

Little aunt, this place is so big! Lin Qiang looked around while eating, it was really big, bigger than the Lin family's villa.

What's the big deal, my aunt's house used to be bigger than here, and it took up seven hills. Lin Jian looked nostalgic. In her previous life, she founded a sect with three thousand disciples, and seven hills were not enough to live in. How can it be like now? , There is a terrible shortage of land.

Hearing this, Lin Qiang was silent for a moment, my aunt is good at everything, but bragging is not good, now the hills are all owned by the public, where do you go to occupy the hills, and still have seven? ?

But Lin Jian's voice continued. After all, she thought it was the truth, and there was nothing to be embarrassed about: Thinking about the hundreds of people serving in the inner house and the thousand people in the outer house, when your little aunt gave an order, thousands of people responded. ... Lin Jian looked emotional, and Lin Pangpang was extremely embarrassed.

This is getting louder and louder, and it's live broadcasting, little aunt! ! !