Yuanjia Road is narrow

When returning home at night, Yang Yang was obviously taken aback.

Shen Yingxun took the lead to carry the luggage bag and put it in the living room. Qian Yan turned around and saw Yang Yang standing at the door with his school bag in his arms and did not follow in. He was a little puzzled: "Yang Yang?"

Yang Yang shrunk his neck uncomfortably, and asked, "Dad, don't we have a home?"

Qian Yan walked to him in three steps and two steps: "That house is due, so we live with Uncle Shen now, and it is also the new home of Yang Yang and Dad. Doesn't Yang Yang like big houses?"

Yang Yang timidly looked at the spacious, bright and well-decorated living room, bit his lip and shook his head, then nodded again.

Shen Yingxun saw that something was wrong, so he walked to Yang Yang and knelt down, looked at him, and asked, "Does Yang Yang not want to live here?"

Yang Yang quickly shook his head.

"Then Yang Yang doesn't like to see Uncle Shen?" Shen Yingxun imitated Hou Qian's appearance and pretended to be wronged: "Uncle Shen will be very sad."

Yang Yang really accepted this trick, quickly grabbed him, and whispered: "Yang Yang hopes that Uncle Shen will stay with us."

Qian Yan rubbed his hair, and asked from the side: "Then why didn't Yang Yang come in?"

Yang Yang still didn't dare to move, he just lowered his head and said cautiously: "Yang Yang doesn't have slippers to change, if he comes in directly, he will step on the ground dirty, I'm afraid that Uncle Shen will be unhappy."

Shen Yingxun and Qian Yan were startled at the same time, and looked at each other, Qian Yan hurried over to pull him, distressed and funny: "Silly boy."

Yang Yang hesitated for a while, then followed him into the living room uncomfortably, and sat awkwardly on the sofa.

Shen Yingxun frowned, thoughtfully.

At the end of the day, he had already discovered that in just a few months, the sick child at that time had become healthy, with a rosy face and plump skin.But the innocence has obviously faded a lot, like a shy and sensible little adult.

No need to ask where this change comes from.

In the evening, Shen Yingxun heard Qian Yan enter Yangyang's room next door, and casually took a book from the bedside table and flipped through it casually. After reading for a long time, she didn't feel sleepy, and she didn't read the contents of the book at all.

It wasn't until late at night that he sighed, guessing that he would not be able to wait for someone next to his pillow tonight, so he turned off the bedside lamp and lay down, wrapping himself tightly in the quilt.

I'm not used to it without the human-shaped pillow in my arms that makes me feel at ease when I hold it.

After tossing and turning, she still didn't feel any tiredness, just when Shen Yingxun opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling, thinking whether he should just make do with it tonight, the door was gently pushed open with a creak.

The visitor seemed to be afraid of disturbing him, walked in lightly, closed the door, and lay down beside him holding his breath.

Shen Yingxun suddenly stood up and surrounded him.

Qian Yan was caught off guard, exclaimed, and then his lips were tightly blocked.

The two were already very familiar with each other's bodies, and they entangled their lips and tongues and kissed to their heart's content. It was not until Qian Yan's body was heating up that Shen Yingxun panted and let him go, and asked, "Yangyang is asleep?"

Qian Yan was still immersed in the intensity just now, his chest rose and fell slightly, and he simply nodded.

Seeing his flushed face, Shen Yingxun's heart moved, and she couldn't help but leaned forward and kissed the base of his ear.

Qian Yan grabbed his hand tightly, turned his head unbearably, and snorted softly.

The fire almost caught fire again, and the two of them clinged tightly to each other for a while, but Shen Yingxun managed to regain some sense, after all, they still had something about Yang Yang that they didn't explain clearly: "Ask what you want to ask." .”

It took Qian Yan a while to recover. He was in a cloud all day long, and he almost suspected that he was in a dream: "How could Yangyang..."

Shen Yingxun smiled knowingly, got up and turned on the light, opened the drawer of the bedside table, and handed the document to him: "Look."

Qian Yan flipped through the pages, and the more he looked at it, the more shocked he became: "How could Yang Yang's father sign this..." He suddenly understood: "You talked to him?"

"Well," Shen Yingxun simply responded, "His wife is pregnant, so he hopes to send Yang Yang back."

He said it lightly, Qian Yan didn't know how hard it was for him to get the other party to sign this notarization, so he looked straight at him, his voice hoarse: "Why didn't you tell me?"

Shen Yingxun gave him a white look, and pointed to the document in his hand: "Let you go, can you get this?"

I'm afraid that as soon as he hears that the other party is going to send Yangyang back, he will be so happy that he will forget who he is, and there will be no time to have long-term concerns.

Qian Yan smiled sarcastically, hugged him sideways, and said vaguely, "Thank you."

"Thank you?" Shen Yingxun glared at him: "Is Yang Yang just your son?"

Qian Yan's body shook, he didn't say anything, and there was no need to say any more, he just raised his head and kissed his side face, and then followed his chin and neck all the way down, dropping soft kisses one by one.

His expression was focused, and there was worship again, Shen Yingxun's breathing became rapid at the sight, his Adam's apple rolled twice, and now he couldn't restrain himself anymore, stretched out his hand to clasp his waist, and continued the half-finished good deed just now.

After Yunshouyu rested, both of them lost their strength. Qian Yan was about to fall into a deep sleep, but suddenly remembered something and slapped his head: "Mr. Shen."

Shen Yingxun licked his lips and replied in a good mood.

Qian Yan struggled to get out of his arms, took out something from the trousers pocket at the bedside, and solemnly put it in his hand.

Shen Yingxun stared at the card in his hand, feeling quite bad, and asked, "What is this?"

"Last month's profit," Qian Yan said, his eyes were extraordinarily bright, as if they were full of brilliance: "You take this card, and I will transfer the income every month in the future."

The scene that had been dreamed up turned out to be true, Shen Yingxun's face turned blue, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence: "Can your small shop support me?"

Qian Yan scratched his hair in embarrassment, laughed dryly, and quickly assured him: "At present, we can only maintain food and clothing, but Mr. Shen, don't worry, I will continue to work hard and never let Mr. Shen follow me through hardships... oh!"

Shen Yingxun couldn't bear to listen any longer, so he covered his lips with his mouth.

After letting go of him, Shen Yingxun thought about it for a while, and said, "In this case, I won't go to work recently, do you have any objections?"

"Of course not!" These words sounded too satisfying, Qian Yanle's brows were frowned, and he quickly expressed his opinion: "Even if Mr. Shen doesn't work all the time..."

Looking at Shen Yingxun's unkind eyes, he shut up knowingly again, and after thinking about it, he asked, "Are you doing it for Yangyang?"

Although they still don't know what Yangyang has experienced in the past few months, they know from his different dodge and timidity that he must have suffered a lot in that family even though he has good conditions in that family.

Seeing that the summer vacation is approaching, Qian Yan's new store has just opened, and there is not enough manpower to spare, so he is not at ease to bring Yang Yang to the store or hand it over to others.Shen Yingxun's move was undoubtedly to accompany and take care of Yang Yang instead of him, so that the shadow of those few months would not affect Yang Yang's future growth.

Shen Yingxun didn't answer, but raised the corners of his mouth in satisfaction, and rubbed his hair rewardingly.

After nearly a year of getting along, they now have a tacit understanding without needing to be explicit in many cases.

Qian Yan's throat was a little choked, and it took him a long time to ask in a deep voice, "Is it worth it?"

Shen Yingxun is an out-and-out workaholic, how could he not know how much he cares about his career.

"Is there any way?" Shen Yingxun squeezed the nipple, poked his forehead lightly and harshly, and said coldly: "The manpower is short, so I can only support my husband and teach my son at home."

Qian Yan laughed out loud, the corners of his laughing eyes were filled with water, and he knelt down on his body again.

The night is long, and the time that belongs to them is still very long.

The author has something to say: Forgive me for my talkative TVT tomorrow, it will definitely end tomorrow!