My uncle is autistic every day

Going to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, the editor-in-chief blocked people at the gate early in the morning.

Dior didn't intend to pay attention at first, but the editor-in-chief was so aggressive that he directly held the door and refused to let it close.

"..." Dior, a big man, is really too lazy to talk to a woman like her.

"Xiao Yanxiao hasn't woken up yet, you can wait if you have something to do." As a way of hospitality, Dior still poured a cup of tea.

The editor-in-chief had a lot of goose bumps all over his body, and the two big men showed their affection without showing mercy.

The longer we lived together, Dior realized that Yanxiao was not always so rigid, he would stay in bed, stay up late, and tell cold jokes quietly. What made Dior secretly happy was that Yanxiao sometimes secretly Have a little temper.

The ordinary people's joys, anger, sorrows and joys were finally seen in Yan Xiao.

Dior's culinary skills are always only edible.

The editor-in-chief who didn't eat breakfast said that he was not well.

"What's the matter?" Yan Xiao was smarter, "Let's eat together?"

The editor-in-chief brushed his hair, "Thank you."

The dinner table is the best place to talk about things. The editor-in-chief knows this well, so he opened his mouth with a bowl in his hand, "Boss Lin was very satisfied yesterday."

Dior is highly satisfied, "Satisfied with what?"

Regarding Dior's worries, the editor-in-chief expressed his understanding. After all, as a family member, he should be more anxious, so he patiently explained, "Mr. Lin decided to cooperate and provided financial sponsorship to the magazine by the way, so everyone wants to thank Yan Xiao for the good luck. You specially sent me to invite Yan Xiao to the celebration banquet."

"Don't go."

"go."

Dio and Yan Xiao spoke at the same time.

The editor-in-chief took a small bite of the steamed bun in embarrassment, "It seems that the two of you have different opinions."

"..."

Generally speaking, it's all about talking and laughing, and Dior is responsible for echoing.

"Go out for a walk?" Yan Xiao asked.

Dio nodded in frustration, "It's all up to you."

The editor-in-chief happily took out the invitation card from his handbag, "I just said, Yanxiao has always been very easy to talk to, and everyone is still afraid to come, see if I have to go out in person."

The invitation was really very scheming, actually only invited Mr. Yan Xiao by name.

"Are there any family members?" Dio pretended to be unintentional and asked.

The editor-in-chief didn't even have time to take back his smile. He was in a good mood and smiled even more happily, "Boss Lin said one is enough."

"...Oh." Dio looked up, "If I can't go, neither can Yan Xiao."

"Yeah." Yan Xiao nodded slightly, too lazy to look up.

Editor-in-Chief, "..."

"Then I'll go to the bathroom."

The editor-in-chief called Lin Yi for instructions, "Boss Lin, it seems a bit troublesome now."

Lin Yi pushed away the boy in his arms, "What? No promise?"

The boy consciously knelt on the ground to help Lin Yi get dressed, but with some unspeakable eroticism.

"A promise is a promise, but his boyfriend also wants to be together, Mr. Lin thinks?"

"Well, let's go together." Lin Yi tied his tie.

The editor-in-chief breathed a sigh of relief, and hung up the phone with a relaxed mood.

The industry is sluggish, and we must seize every opportunity.

After seeing off the guests, Dior kept telling himself that he had to be calm, he must be calm.

"Unhappy?" Yan Xiao pinched Dio's face.

Dior shook his head calmly, "No, I'm very happy."

"Oh."

Yan Xiao went into the room to choose clothes. Yan Xiao chose clothes differently from others. He just stood in front of the closet and stared at them. After ten minutes of staring, the clothes were chosen.

Chen Jiu once joked that this is a soul exchange with clothes.

Dior called His Majesty the Emperor in a depressed mood, "Are you going to a banquet today?"

His Majesty the Emperor poked for a long time before answering the phone, he was in a moody mood, "What's the matter?"

"Someone robbed me of Xiaoyanxiao." Dio said.

Before His Majesty the Emperor could speak, the phone was snatched by Her Majesty the Empress, "Why are you so stupid? Any wife you get can be targeted by others? Kiss Dior, tell me what's wrong?"

"..." Dio found that his second brother's speech was much sharper than before.

"That man openly provoked me, and actually invited Yan Xiao to the appointment alone."

"That won't work, and those who are shameless will follow." Her Royal Highness was so angry that she jumped on the sofa directly.

His Majesty the Emperor was worried, but he didn't dare to interrupt, for fear of frightening the people jumping up and down and falling off.

"Second brother, how did my brother tie you up?" Dio didn't forget his business, and he came to learn from experience.

Her Royal Highness ate melon seeds, "I can't finish talking about this matter for three days and three nights."

"..." Dio had a headache, "What have you two been playing recently?"

Her Royal Highness smiled shyly, shrank her head and said, "I find the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law dramas on Earth are very good-looking. I'm playing the sister-in-law now, does it look like it?"

"Like." Dio really didn't lie at all.

"I think so too." Her Majesty the Queen said triumphantly.

"That……"

"Kiss Dior, don't be afraid, when the time comes, your brother and I will go, and absolutely don't let anyone touch a hair of your dear baby."

Dio didn't come out until he hung up the phone. His second brother's turmoil is really an out-of-the-box script.

At the entrance of the hotel, Dior remembered what he was going to do on the phone.

He actually wanted to beat up Lin Yi simply and rudely, so that he would not be able to pretend to be handsome if he was beaten into a pig's head, and he planned to ask his reliable emperor, His Majesty, whether this idea was reliable.

Dio and Yan Xiao arrived late, and as soon as Dio arrived, he was dragged to a corner and sat down by someone he didn't know. He was forced to sit there.

Speaking of laughing, he was placed next to Lin Yi.

Dio was so angry that he wanted to lift the table and leave.

Lin Yi had already arrived, and the gentleman poured Yan Xiao a glass of wine, "50-year-old red wine."

Everyone started to make noise, except His Majesty the emperor with facial paralysis and his younger brother with facial paralysis.

Her Royal Highness the Queen had long since betrayed, and he was the one who made the most fuss.

His Majesty the Emperor drank calmly, and his gestures were particularly attractive.

"Thank you for a glass of milk." As soon as Yan Xiao said, the audience fell silent.

"..." Lin Yi pretended to be forced to fail and was not very happy, but he politely asked for a glass of milk.

The waiter thoughtfully delivered the milk, "Please use it slowly."

Yan Xiao didn't clink glasses with Lin Yi, but just drank a few sips.

Then he handed the remaining half cup to Dio. Although the two of them were far apart, thanks to the help of His Majesty the emperor, the milk arrived in Dio's hands steadily.

Dior's habit of drinking milk has been preserved.

Apart from the sound of bowls and chopsticks, there was only the sound of breathing.

"Thank you Mr. Lin for your attention." Yan Xiao said abruptly.

Lin Yi regained some ground, and smiled again, "Mr. Yan is worthy of my respect." This sentence was very ambiguous.

His Majesty the Emperor put down his chopsticks and glanced at Lin Yi lightly, "Hello, he is my younger brother and sister."

"..."

Yan Xiao has a headache.

Sure enough, the Dior family was born with the ability to disrupt the scene, and the disturbance became more and more chaotic.

Lin also remained silent.