Dad’s Marvel chat group

In the past, being a monkey was admired by people, and then he won sympathy and made others happy. This is not Xiao Yan's current style.

If the words are not speculative, there is no need for Xiao Yan to continue chatting with Zhu Junlong.

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"Dad, you look very unhappy."

Even Jiajia could see that her father was unhappy.

Xiao Yan touched his daughter Jiajia's chubby little face, knelt down and smiled, "Papa was not happy just now, but after seeing Jiajia, dad immediately became happy."

"Hee hee~"

Jiajia laughed happily. "Jia Jia is Dad's pistachio, Dad, the weather is fine today, let's go out and play~"

"it is good."

Xiao Yan also wanted to go out with his daughter to relax.

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Xiao Zhan and Shen Luoying didn't refuse either, they asked Xiao Yan to be careful when going out.

It is still very hot when it is almost noon in summer, but if you have a heart to go out, you will not feel so hot.

Xiao Yan rode on a small electric donkey and brought Jiajia all the way to the town. Today it was very lively. It seemed that a businessman held an event and set up a stage. The host and an unknown artist sang on the stage and thanked the guests.

Looking at all this, Xiao Yan felt a little familiar. In order to revitalize his business, he also tried to do a lot of activities, but the results were not satisfactory, and he couldn't earn back at all.

Xiao Yan and Jiajia looked at it for a while. In the crowd, Jiajia's cuteness and good looks were still very eye-catching.

Jiajia is more ladylike, she tugged at the hem of his father's clothes, Xiao Yan bent down slightly.

Jia Jia whispered in Xiao Yan's ear: "Father, the girls on the stage can't sing as well as my mother."

Xiao Yan smiled and patted Jia Jia on the head. "I feel the same way."

Nalan Yanran's more than 200 million fans are not a joke. Apart from her appearance, her singing voice is also an important factor to attract fans.As much as Xiao Yan paid for her dream, she did the same, perhaps only a little more.

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From the small town to the city, there have been great changes along the way. Although there are restrictions on over-development of real estate, due to the slowdown in economic growth, if there is too much redevelopment, it will not be sold.

But there are still geomantic treasures on the roadside being built.

Jiajia also pointed to one of the construction sites and said, "Look, Dad, that's where Dad used to move bricks."

Xiao Yan also had some emotions, and subconsciously touched the phone in his pocket while riding the electric bike. If there was no Marvel chat group, Xiao Yan might still be busy at the construction site.

Although he has already felt that the artwork in the gift bag does not come from the different time and space of Marvel, he can feel that the entire Marvel chat group is more like a system that can connect to different time and space, and the Marvel chat group is just an entrance .

Perhaps, all this is just the beginning.

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The city is still the same. When passing by a 3-star hotel, there are people getting married at the door.

Xiao Yan mistakenly thought it might be Zhu Junlong, but after thinking about it, he couldn't, because it was August 8th, the time had not yet arrived, and now he probably had finished shooting the wedding dress and was in the process of preparing for the wedding.

Xiao Yan took Jiajia to the children's playground, and of course spent some money.

Jiajia knew that her father's novel writing was popular, and she was not as cautious as before. She had a great time playing, and spent about 200 yuan before and after, no more and no less. After all, she just played and didn't buy anything.

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It was noon, and Jiajia said she was hungry. Xiao Yan took his daughter to eat junk food, and went to a fast food restaurant to order fried chicken, burgers, cola, and French fries. Children all like to eat this.

Xiao Yan looked at his daughter happy, and he, the baby daddy, also felt happy.

He can live without the whole world, but he can't live without his daughter.

"cousin?!"

Suddenly, a young female voice sounded from behind Xiao Yan and called Jiajia's name at the same time. "Jiajia?"