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I packed my bags and only took the necessary things, keeping everything else simple.

Standing in front of the yard, Old Zhang looked at it again and again with some reluctance. Finally, he stroked the baby in his arms and said, "Yesterday was the baby's fourth birthday, and he didn't even have a bowl of longevity noodles."

"Dad, let's go to the city first, and then celebrate the baby's birthday."

"Okay, now that we've packed up, let's go!"

At this time, Zhang Tianyuan took out a camera and some photos from his bag and said with a smile, "Uncle, let's take a photo as a souvenir before we leave!"

"Look at this, I took a picture of my baby. It's all developed. How is it? Not bad, right?" He handed over the photo.

Old Zhang took it and looked at it, grinning, "This is a great photo of the baby, Dingfu, I have to take a few photos of the baby every year in the future."

"Okay!" Zhang Dingfu took it and took a look at it, smiling. He thought of something and took out a pen from his pocket and wrote the words "baby is four years old" on the back of the photo.

Yan Junge, who was standing at the side, had already widened his eyes in shock when he took out the photo, and became even more certain when Zhang Dingfu picked up the pen and wrote on the back of the photo.

He took the photo and saw that it was the one he had seen in the album. He stroked it carefully with his fingers, his eyes gradually deepened, and he looked up at the baby who had been sleeping in his arms.

As if sensing his gaze, the baby slowly opened his eyes, his pupils flashing, and their eyes met.

"Baby!"

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Zhang Yiyan put down the book in his hand and looked at the man who sat up in shock. "What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"

"Yan, Yanyan!" Yan Junge pinched her hard, "Hey? It doesn't hurt. Am I still dreaming?"

",,, because you were pinching me!"

Yan Junge looked down and saw that he was holding Yanyan's calf in his hand. He smiled awkwardly, rubbed it gently, and couldn't help looking around again and again. She was really back.

Because of that photo?

Zhang Yiyan pulled his legs back, put the book on the bedside table, tilted his head to look at him, and said with a smile, "What did you dream about? You kept calling baby!"

Yan Junge moved closer to him. Seeing his little appearance, he felt itchy in his heart. He lowered his head and kissed him, "Hehe, are you jealous? Isn't Baobao the baby? Have you forgotten that your nickname is Baobao?"

Seeing that Zhang Yiyan didn't seem to believe it, he continued to explain, "Really, Yanyan, I saw your childhood photo in the living room, and then I dreamed about it. You were so soft and small when you were a child, with a baby voice, and you always hugged my neck. You were so cute!"

"Look, I took some photos... Hey, where are the photos?" Yan Junge took the phone and unlocked it. Only three hours had passed!

Seeing that it was his own photo as the background, Zhang Yiyan raised his eyebrows and curled his lips.

"Hey~~~ I remember I took a few photos on my phone, how come they are gone? Yanyan, did you delete them?"

Zhang Yiyan took his phone and locked it, but the screen saver was also his own photo... "Your phone has a password, and I don't know it!"

"The password for my cell phone is your birthday. See, it's so easy to remember!" After successfully unlocking the password, Yan Junge looked through the photo album again, but there was no record of deletion. Could it be that he really remembered it wrong?

Zhang Yiyan tapped the screen with her fingertips. The background was a photo of herself sleeping in his arms, and him bending down to kiss her. The key point was that they were wearing the same pajamas.

"Hey, it's pretty, isn't it? I really like this photo, so I used it as the background. And this one, with the freshly picked strawberries in her hand and smiling so beautifully, is perfect for the screen saver."

That's it!

Zhang Yiyan met his eyes filled with hers, and lost his temper. He raised his hand and gently rubbed his cheek, smiling slightly, "Your forehead is full of sweat, go wash it..."

Before he finished speaking, the phone rang. Zhang Yiyan took back his hand, smiling, "Go wash first, I'll answer the phone."

"Well, I'll go right away." Yan Junge saw the words "Master Uncle" on the screen from a distance, retracted his gaze, and quickly left the house. He went straight to the bottom of the TV cabinet, and sure enough, there was a photo album.

Suddenly, Yan Junge felt a little nervous. If he touched the photo again, would he put it back on? He had been there for three days, and here for three hours.

No, was I dreaming or did I really travel through time? ? ?

The closer he got to the album, the more his hands trembled. Sweat beads rolled down his forehead, and he raised his hand to wipe them casually. He took a deep breath and took the album. His body tensed at this moment.

What the hell!

It really is!

My memory was not confused just now, everything was true!

I really have reached the stage of Yanyan’s childhood!

Looking at the same photo and the same inscription, Yan Junge licked his lips, and his mind went blank for a moment! He closed his eyes tightly, and when he opened them again, he was still in the living room. He didn't know whether to be happy or disappointed!

He put down the photo album, slowly exhaled, and saw another updated photo album. "I don't think there was this one before?"

He took the photo album and started flipping through it. The faster he flipped through it, the more frightened he became. The more he looked, the uglier his expression became. His face turned red with anger, his eyes wide open, full of rage. His hands were clenched into fists, trembling slightly, as if he could explode at any time.

In the photo, Zhang Yiyan looks to be in his teens, wearing a birthday hat, while Zhang Tianming is holding a cake. It is not difficult to see that the atmosphere at the scene is very good and lively.

It says Happy Birthday to baby Yanyan on the cake!

What made Yan Junge angry was the photo next to this one, in which Zhang Tianming was kissing Zhang Yiyan, who was wearing a birthday hat. Although it was just on the forehead, it almost made Yan Junge lose his mind with anger!

Flipping through the pages, you can see photos of Zhang Yiyan and Zhang Tianming together. They rode on the same carousel, and even ate together.

Yan Junge's lips were tightly closed, with the corners of his mouth slightly turned down. While he was angry, there was also a hint of panic in his eyes.

Zhang Tianming should be Zhang Dingfu. Zhang Dingfu is his secular name, so he is Yanyan's uncle.

But is it really appropriate for an uncle to be so close to his nephew?

Grass!

I remembered that Yanyan had said before that his uncle had eaten his leftover food, and that uncle was Zhang Tianming!!!

Eating Yanyan's leftovers is my patent, ahhhh!!! (Is this the point???)

Yan Junge took a few deep breaths and tried to calm himself down, but novels and fan fiction about uncle-nephew orthopedics kept popping up in his mind!

Ahhh! ! !

Damn Li Qian and Shen Ran, why are they sharing shitty orthopedic fan fiction in the office for no reason!!!

Li Qian:?

Shen Ran:? Blame me?

After taking a few deep breaths, Yan Junge put the photo album back in place and quickly walked towards the room. When he saw the person standing in front of the window and making a phone call, he rushed over.

The hot body pressed against his back, and Zhang Yiyan seemed to be burned. He shrank back, pressed down the hand that had already got into his clothes and said with a smile, "Uncle Master, go to bed early!"

"Okay, baby, go to sleep too!"

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yiyan turned around and was hugged tightly, "Well~ stop making trouble. Didn't I tell you to take a shower?"

"Yanyan, are you on the phone with Zhang Tianming?"

Pinching his nose, "Call me uncle-master!"

"Okay, uncle-master! Yanyan, uncle-master is really just uncle-master. He doesn't do anything to you... um..." When Yan Junge said this, he suddenly found it difficult to speak, but if he didn't figure it out, there would always be a thorn in his heart.

The key point is that this old man calls Yanyan baby!!!

"Don't let your imagination run wild. Master uncle is just master uncle."

Even so, Yan Junge was still worried. Besides, Yanyan had never allowed him to touch her, and she had a close relationship with him, so it was hard for him not to worry too much.

Zhang Yiyan watched his expression change, and the hand around his waist tightened, and he lost his temper, "Then what do you want to make you feel at ease?"

Hehe, Yanyan was willing to coax herself, and Yan Junge was so beautiful that she couldn't find her way. She took the opportunity to make a request, "Yanyan, you have to promise that you don't like other men or women except me!"

She stood on tiptoes and placed a kiss on the corner of his lips, "Okay, I promise!"

Their lips touched, from light touch to fiery passion. The person under him blushed and her eyelashes trembled slightly, as light as a butterfly.

Yan Junge was so happy that he could not control himself. He kissed, nibbled and bit the girl. When he saw the dots of cinnabar mole under the collarbone, at that moment, it was as if an electric current passed through his whole body, making him tremble involuntarily.