The sick and charming male god of fast transmigration wants to hug

When Bai Lin walked downstairs to the unit today, he found that the normally lit windows were still dark.

His first reaction was, did Teacher Yan work overtime today?

But it's impossible to think about it. The school's dismissal time is fixed, and Yan Jiamu doesn't even have the opportunity to work overtime.If Bai Lin hadn't been busy buying goods in the flower shop today, she wouldn't have stayed up so late.

Bai Lin went all the way up the corridor with a feeling of uneasiness, but just after turning the corner on the fourth floor, a shadow suddenly appeared in the darkness!

"Hmm!" His mouth was covered with his palms, his wrists were twisted behind his back, and the shopping bags from the supermarket fell to the ground with a slap.

Hey, who is it? !

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Bai Lin's head, did he meet a robber at night?However, the law and order in this area has always been pretty good, how can there be such a guy who acts recklessly, damn it!

"Woooooooooo! (Let me go, what can I say!)"

Bai Lin struggled indistinctly, but the palms behind him tightened even more tightly.

It wasn't until a look of pain appeared on his face that the man relaxed his strength a little.

Just when Bai Lin thought that the situation had eased a little, the hand behind touched his waist and lifted up a corner of his T-shirt.

What... what's going on?Could it be that he was so lucky to meet a robber? !

"do not move."

A hoarse voice sounded, Bai Lin bit her lower lip tightly, a little at a loss.

Although the one left on the original plane after the system was pulled away was a [-]% replica of Bai Lin himself, without the blessing of the system's father, it would be useless for him to call him father when encountering such unlucky things!

Fortunately, those hands didn't move too far out of bounds, they just slipped around his waist, and then tightened their grip.

Bai Lin's heart was in his throat, regretting why he hadn't learned self-defense, or he could bring a bottle of anti-wolf spray.

Woohoo, where did Teacher Yan go, come and save her!

A warm breath hit his ear.

"Why, you don't know me?"

Bai Lin was startled, hey, this voice sounds so familiar, could it be...

"Teacher Yan, no."

He boldly turned around, and through the faint moonlight in the corridor, he saw clearly the person behind him, it was actually Yan Jiamu, and the big stone hanging in Bai Lin's heart fell to the ground.

Yan Jiamu pressed his lips with his fingers and raised his eyebrows.

"What do you call me?"

Bai Lin blushed a little: "Husband."

This teacher Yan is usually so serious, but he is quite good at this time!Hmph, he's going to sue Bai Xue, this dishonest old Yan!

Yan Jiamu chuckled lightly, scratched Bai Lin's nose, and pretended to be serious.

"You still know that I'm your husband. Where did you fool around at night? You don't even answer the phone."

It was only then that Bai Lin remembered that he had switched his phone to airplane mode tonight because he was afraid of delays in checking the goods, and unexpectedly Yan Jiamu would call him.

"I didn't fool around! At night... I have been buying goods in the store at night. If you don't believe me, you can ask the uncle who sells spicy soup, he can testify!"

Bai, righteous and confident, and Rin's voices were several layers louder, causing the corners of Yan Jiamu's mouth to rise slightly.

"I think you are in need of husband's discipline, go, go home."

After finishing speaking, he used all his strength, ignored Bai Lin's protest, directly carried someone over his shoulders, and walked upstairs.

"Put me down, let..."

Bai Lin struggled all the way until Yan Jiamu put him down at the door.

"Happy birthday, Bai Lin."

Yan Jiamu turned on the light, and Bai Lin finally saw the furnishings in the room. In the middle of the originally dark living room, there was a simple ugly cake. It seemed that someone had made it by hand. There were 23 candles and a cake on it. Chocolate brand: I wish my favorite Linlin a happy birthday, and we will always be together in the future.

Against the backdrop of the yingying candlelight, Bai Lin rushed forward and hugged Lao Yan.

He was so busy that he even forgot his own birthday, but Yan Jiamu stayed at home and waited for him to come back.

From the radio on the table came a moving voice——

When the crowd is crowded, I can feel you, right in my palm, your sincerity.