shock!The cannon fodder is actually in love [Quick wear]

Fortunately, although Nao Nao was still unwilling to communicate with Chen Heming, he did not resist his approach.The newly booked bed by Chu Yiwan was smoothly moved into the noisy room that night, and Chen Heming was spared the trouble of facing Chu Yiwan's broken design again.

Early in the morning, Chen Heming vaguely felt as if a stone had been crushed on half of his body, which made him unable to move and his arms were crushed.

Uncomfortably opening his eyes, Chen Heming wanted to move his arm subconsciously. Unexpectedly, the tingling sensation immediately after this movement made him gasp, feeling dense spider silk growing from the flesh and blood of his left arm. The spider silk clung tightly to every cell of his body, and even the slightest movement made his scalp numb.

Not daring to move anymore, Chen Heming kept an awkward posture and looked down, and it turned out that Nao Nao had fallen asleep and rolled into his arms at some point.

Although he is only four years old, Nao Nao still weighs more than 30 kilograms. This weight was all on his arms for half the night. No wonder he would have this nightmare of boulders pressing on the top.

Enduring the pain and gently hugging Nao Nao away, Chen Heming shook his arms and got up grinning.

With this bad biological clock, I can't even sleep well if I want to sleep in.

The numbness of waking up drove away all the remaining drowsiness in him, after washing up, after thinking for a while, Chen Heming walked towards the kitchen.

"Morning." A breathless greeting came from the door.

Following the prestige, Chen Heming saw someone who got up earlier than him, not Aunt Luo, but Chu Yiwan who had come back from a morning run.

The man was wearing a beige sportswear, with a towel casually draped around his neck to wipe off his sweat. The man who was used to running had already calmed down, but there were still beads of sweat on his forehead, which showed that the man was exhausted. few.

Greeting with a smile, Chu Yiwan casually combed his sweaty short hair with his fingers. As the hair flicked, the original body's good eyesight allowed Chen Heming to clearly capture the trajectory of the sweat beads falling from the tip of the man's hair. .

"Morning." Chen Heming replied with a smile.

0937 is a system, as long as the data package is sufficient, it can work without a time limit. After finally turning off the microphone until the host wakes up, 0937, which has been suppressed all night, becomes even more noisy.

"Host, you are so sour."

0937 is dancing a ballet ballet in the air, and the loaded voice pack is too anthropomorphic, expressing that schadenfreude without any compromise.

Grabbing the annoying fat dumpling, Chen Heming maintained a decent posture, and quickly and mercilessly tore off the newly replaced Cupid's wings in 0937.

Didn't it mean that the points are about to be deducted? What else are you going to do? Get it back.

Capturing the intentional thoughts in Chen Heming's mind, 0937, who was still struggling to talk back, became as quiet as a chicken.

"Woooooo, the host has a virus in his house. Your body looks much better than golden thighs. How could you be jealous of him?"

The two matchsticks of 0937 tightly hugged Chen Heming's index finger, crying, "The host let go of me, I will go back to the system space to check and kill viruses."

After pinching the ball enough to feel the touch, and letting go of 0937, Chen Heming's eyes subconsciously fell on Chu Yiwan again.

The rich and domineering president is also a self-disciplined athlete. His abs are at least six packs by visual inspection. Adding that handsome face that seems to be shaped according to the golden ratio, anything else is enough to make people envious, but Chu Yiwan But have it all.

Tsk tsk, no wonder Chu Yiwan can become a world-class backdrop.

Chen Heming was still sighing, and 0937, who had already hid in the system space and temporarily escaped from Chen Heming's clutches, began to test again on the edge of danger.

"Host, have you forgotten that you also turned into the domineering president of 'Tianliang Wangpo' with a smile? We don't envy you."

Chen Heming's smile became more gentle, but the spiritual tentacles linked to the system space mercilessly pressed the mute button.

Many small worlds under the jurisdiction of the main god space he lives in are formed with novels as the carrier. Since it is a novel, "overbearing xx" is indispensable as cannon fodder. At his peak, he even did the legendary "world economic lifeline" The top boss.

But what's the use of this, he is the unlucky guy of the cannon fodder group!The boss he played, the more domineering he was, the higher the cannon fodder and the worse the experience.

Can this kind of overlord compare with Chu Yiwan, the golden thigh that the son of the world avoids his edge?Can this coolness be the same? ! 0937 Which pot is really not open and which pot to lift!

Thinking of the hero and heroine, Chen Heming suddenly became excited.Oops, he almost forgot to pay attention to the progress of the hero and heroine!

Chu Yiwan was not in a hurry to go back to the room to wash off his sweat, but sat on the sofa and watched the young man's delicate expression leisurely.

The interest in the man's eyes grew stronger.

From the first meeting, Chu Yiwan noticed that the young man was not as cowardly and boring as he appeared on the outside.In a hidden place, or when he was relaxing, the young man occasionally showed some small expressions that did not match the usual ones, such as anger, pride, or sadness, all of which made him novel.

"Is there something you want to tell me?" When the young man's eyes turned around again, Chu Yiwan moved his fingers lightly, and his deep phoenix eyes closed happily.

The young man also sat down, as if to relieve his tension, he casually pulled a pillow and hugged it in his arms, the young man hesitated to ask when he felt more at ease.

"I heard that like Nao Nao, a lost and found child will hold a banquet to tell relatives and friends the good news, so that the child will be fully recognized."

The young man paused for a few seconds every time he said a sentence, lowered his eyelids timidly but raised his head to take a quick look at Chu Yiwan's expression, and made sure that he didn't find even the slightest bit of dissatisfaction before he dared to continue talking.

After finishing this sentence, the young man seemed to be more courageous, and then said, "I don't have much experience, so I don't know if what I said is right. But Nao Nao finally found it. Should I tell other people this good news?"

Chu Yiwan seemed to have seen the young rabbit's fox tail under its skin. He knew that the purpose of the young man's words was to let him hold a banquet and reveal his identity as Nao Nao, but the more he thought about it, the darker his eyes became. soft.

Young people are not greedy for money, so the reason behind his suggestion is very simple.Only when it is made public can Nao Nao's identity as a member of the Chu family be firmly established, and he can be safe and secure for the rest of his life.

Chen Heming thought that what he said sounded like he wanted to settle Nao Nao's identity first, and then relying on Nao Nao's blood-sucking rhetoric would definitely arouse Chu Yiwan's disgust, but Chu Yiwan seemed happier?

"Of course you have to announce the identity of Nao Nao to everyone. I have handed over this matter to the housekeeper. You can rest assured to recover from your injuries. When you are almost healed, the banquet will be ready." Chu Yiwan said with a smile.

I don't know why Chu Yiwan was inexplicably happy, but just as Chen Heming was about to say thank you first, a hoarse and sharp child's voice rang out first.

"Dad, are you hurt?"

pat pat pat.

The little green dinosaur-patterned slippers were put on while half asleep and half awake, but they didn't fit the owner's feet completely, and the heels hit the wooden floor while running with all their strength, making a burst of noise.

Hearing the sound, a small whirlwind blew in front of Chen Heming.

Before Chen Heming could react, a pair of white and tender hands groped around him helplessly.Just after pulling away the hem of the pajamas, a frightening bruise was reflected in the child's panicked eyes.

The delicate fingertips that hadn't even grown calluses trembled and landed on Chen Heming's wound, and the child's voice quickly became crying.

"Dad, does it still hurt?"

The author has something to say:

Woohoo, Nao Nao is so cute, give me a hug