President contract plan

Now suppose you were playing with your mobile phone in class, but after eight lifetimes of bad luck, you were caught by the murderous dean, and then your lovely communication equipment was confiscated. A farewell, what if someone gets angry and dumps me and doesn't want me? Damn...

Qi Yan is in such a state at this moment. He sits on the sofa with melancholy eyes, ignores the TV with both eyes, and stares at the very beautiful succulent flower on the balcony, almost grinding his teeth.

Xu Yuan just passed by the window of the villa at this moment, suddenly felt the wind blowing, instinctively took half a step back and almost fell, and saw a silver fork stuck in the tree trunk on his right .As the saying goes, three points into the tree, the handle is still shaking because of the remaining strength, and the head has sunk deeply into the tree trunk.At that moment, Xu Yuan seemed to see a fork stuck in his head like a rotten watermelon, the handle was still coquettishly drawing small circles in the wind, shaking and shaking...

With a flattering smile on his face, he turned his head and looked at Qi Yan who was sitting on the window sill with an expressionless expression like a philosopher: "Young master, what are your orders..."

Qi Yan used another small fork to insert the milk strawberry in the crystal bowl, bit it into his mouth with a calm face, and left the man outside the window to leave or not.

The first point of the so-called negotiation is to keep in mind not to lose!

Qi Yan finished chewing the strawberries slowly, and then rewarded the people outside the window with a glance. The silver fork shone with a terrifying and piercing light in the sunlight, and Xu Yuan's trembling legs were reflected in it.

"If you want a mobile phone, you will die...choose one yourself..."

Qi Yan raised his chin to look noble and glamorous, Xu Yuan was like the sieve dangling in the box, the smile on his face became more and more cautious: "Young Master, Master Ting said, no one can give you this time. , otherwise we will all cut off our hands..."

"In other words, your hand is more important than mine?"

Qi Yan lazily leaned against the window frame, his eyes slightly squinted, full of murderous aura.

"You... look at my hand..."

"Of course you are important. Dad loves you the most."

As soon as Qi Yan turned his head, he saw Lord Ting's long black hair tied up behind his head, and a pink kitten apron on top of his ink-splashed robe, the kind with ruffles.Holding a small white porcelain bowl with green flowers in one hand, and chopsticks with engraved flowers in the other, he walked to the window sill expressionlessly, picked up the sweet and sour pork ribs in the bowl, and carefully blew them to make sure they were not too hot before feeding them. It came to Qi Yan's mouth: "You like Chinese food, I just learned it..."

Qi Yan lowered his head slightly depressed and bit the ribs, knowing that this matter is probably going to die now.

Xu Yuan suddenly stopped shaking. It was the first time he discovered that his boss with a halo of ghosts and animals was so cute. He was almost sure that his expression at that moment should be weeping with joy!

He glanced at Xu Yuan coolly, the man Zhiquer put down the documents and left quickly, seeing his son eating obediently, Qi Ting showed a little hesitation in his expression.Cutting off people's fingers and cutting onions... Well, Ting, who prefers to cut off his fingers, has once again hesitated because of family education issues.

"You are not in good health now, stay away from mobile phones and radiation!"

"I'm just reporting safety to others..."

Qi Yan pursed his lips, spat out the bones in the trash can beside him, and stepped barefoot on the long-haired carpet with a helpless expression.

"Who, Dad will tell you."

Qi Ting stood up straight, a strand of black long hair slid down his shoulders, reflecting Qianqian's slender waist with a special charm, and the arcs drawn from the corners of his upturned eyes are full of charm, but the meaning in these words is just Not so feminine.

Qi Yan withdrew his paws silently, his daughter-in-law knew the pain, in case her father forced her...

"I'll just wait..."

Qi Yan glanced at the calendar beside him, his expression darkened involuntarily.

Less than a week to go...

"Dad can actually take good care of your friends..."

As soon as Qi Yan raised his head, he saw his father, who had already entered the kitchen, sticking his head out again, looking at him faintly with ink-painted blue eyes, faintly revealing unspeakable sorrow.

Picking up the family ethics book on the table beside him, Qi Yan flipped it open, covered his face, lay lazily on the sofa, and sent two big words to his father: "No!"

After dinner, Lord Ting would not do the dishwashing himself. He walked to the study and took a look at Qi Yan who was flipping through the documents. He took out his mobile phone and looked at it. out of the study.

Qi Yan felt as if he was facing an enemy in an instant, and smuggled the half-written letter in the middle of his file under the table. As expected, that figure appeared in front of the door again.

Master Ting is expressionless, with long flowing hair and a handsome face. He is wearing a furry rabbit one-piece pajamas. When he looks up, he sees two long white rabbit ears raised high, with small arcs that sway as people walk. Some coquettish.

"Now according to the process of getting along as a family, we should watch TV together."

Qi Yan was also expressionless, he frantically held down the billions of grass mud horses in his heart: "Radiation!"

"The TV is far away." Master Ting started talking nonsense again with a serious face.

"I need a job!" Qi Yan slapped the table to protest. He now expresses his strong dissatisfaction with this kind of parent-child activities without any personal space.

Master Ting looked at his son quietly, then turned around suddenly, and walked out of the study with a more coquettish short tail.Qi Yan thought that he had finally discovered his conscience, and he felt a little unbearable in his heart, but this haggard bud hadn't managed to crawl out from the crevices of the rocks, and ended up being hugged by another, smaller rabbit costume. Qi Ting was trampled to death on the ground.

Ah... He really didn't even give him a chance to photosynthesize!

Father Qi didn't talk nonsense anymore. When he came up, he slanted his sword and attacked Qi Yan directly from the left. Qi Yan jumped onto the table in a flash, but saw Qi Ting sweeping his arm over, and quickly slid down.Qi Ting didn't stop, he drew the western sword used to decorate the armor next to the study, and flew forward without looking at it, Qi Yan immediately came with a split horse, the hilt of the sword inserted straight into the wall Just on the top of his head kept shaking and shaking...

Rabbit ears swaying in the wind, Master Ting looked unpredictable, and made a four-character comment on his son: "The waist is good."

"Cheng Rang admits..." Qi Yan helped his old injured waist to get up from the ground, and took a breath.

Master Ting tilted his head, and the rabbit ears obeyed his movements and drew a half circle in the air: "I'll make you some deer antler and tiger penis tomorrow, and mend it..."

Qi Yan twitched the corners of his mouth, stood up from the ground, and before he could finish his sentence, he was pushed down by Father Qi.

If there is no way to use wordless things, use violence to solve them.

Father Qi has always regarded this sentence as bullshit, because he has always acted first, and only reasoned with others when he is interested.

He stripped his son who was still recuperating naked by inhumane methods, leaving poor panties dangling in the wind. His only gift was the same plush rabbit pajamas as himself.

What idiot made Dad start cospalying?If he can play with rabbits today, he will be a bunny girl tomorrow!

But does he have a chance to resist? He doesn't!Standing in front of Qi Ting and Zou Xian, he, Qi Yan, is a toiling public who has lived in the low end of society all his life, anyone can bully him twice, and he has to keep a smile on his face.

Meow, he really misses his wife!

The family time is still going on warmly, Little Rabbit Qi is held tightly in the arms of Big Rabbit Qi, and the two sit on the sofa and stare at the TV quietly.For Papa Qi, it was as if he was on a mission, his eyes were there and his heart didn't know where to fly.Qi Yan leaned slightly in Qi Ting's arms, nodded and yawned again, and almost fell headfirst. Fortunately, Qi's father had quick eyesight and quick hands, and caught him back. Otherwise, in this mountain villa, there would be another A murder.

Qi Yan stared blankly at the black crystal coffee table, saw the rabbit ears waving on his head, suddenly raised his head and thought of something, stopped because he suddenly became energetic and looked at him without saying a word, but Seeing his precious son suddenly wrap his arms around his waist, the bunny ears, big eyes and soft cute face are simply murder weapons!

"What's the matter~~" Master Ting was rippling in an instant, seeing that there were two wavy sounds at the end of the sentence, he seemed unable to hold it.

"Father..." Qi Yan is going all out, anyway, his face has been stepped on countless times by Guo Zi's floor tiles at Zou Xian: "I want a mobile phone..."

Father Qi had a scheming look on his face, he obviously didn't intend to give someone the phone and take advantage of him, and he was still unwilling to give in while holding his son in his arms: "No."

Qi Yan became more and more tearful and exaggerated, and at a glance, he knew that this trick was probably learned from Jie: "Father, we are all wearing parent-child outfits today, don't you plan to take a picture as a souvenir?"

Qi Ting's eyes lit up instantly.

He was shamefully moved at that moment.

He took out the mobile phone that was in his pocket, stopped to hug his son, and started the selfie mode for the first time in his life.This big guy is smart and quick, and the most annoying thing about him is his good looks. He doesn't even need an angle, and it's easy to be photogenic.

The moment Qi Yan saw that he had finished taking the picture, he rushed over to grab the phone, and Boss Qi looked at him disdainfully, with a little complacency on his face, I knew you would do this all over his face.

Can you give up now?

No!

It's not Qi Yan who gave up on him, and it's not the shameless city B who only wants a daughter-in-law.

He showed a treacherous smile, and offered a plan to his father: "Dad, I'll send it to Zhuang Mei, let him see how good our relationship is, he and his father can't do it!"

So Qi Ting was once again shamefully moved...

He stared at Qi Yan from editing to sending, with the indescribable joy in his heart that a loving dog bullies a single dog, turned around, put his arms around his son and went into the room to sleep.