亚洲自偷自拍另类小说

Lin Gantang had once heard a sentence that moved her the most. It was not ‘I love you’, but ‘The one who loves the princess the most is not the prince, but the king’.

Now, she wanted to ask, was the king of other families like her dad?

Or was she not worthy of being a princess?

Her heart was stifled.

“Yanqing, he drank; quick, handle him.” Who didn’t know how to complain? Lin Gantang pouted.

Wen Yanqing was stunned. Usually, men would mediate between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. He did not expect to mediate between his future wife and father-in-law?

“You are making things difficult for our Yanqing! What are you doing? Are you happy that he’s in a difficult position?” Mr. Lin raised his voice.

Wen Yanqing looked at Lin Gantang.

Lin Gantang crossed her arms. “You were the one who asked him to come.

You’re making things difficult for my boyfriend.”

Wen Yanqing looked at Mr. Lin.

Mr. Lin put down the bottle of wine. After all, he was in the wrong. He forced himself to find a way out. “Alright, I’ll give face to Yanqing. Stop nagging.”

Wen Yanqing looked at the two of them.

“If you continue to drink, I won’t leave. I’ll stay at home and keep an eye on you. We’ll talk about it when your stomach ulcer recovers.” Lin Gantang was serious.

Wen Yanqing thought to himself, “So I’m the one who’s at a disadvantage in the end?”

His girlfriend he had just abducted to his home was actually moving back? That wouldn’t do.

Wen Yanqing said to Mr. Lin, “Gantang is right. Uncle, you need to abstain from drinking for a while. However, I believe that you must be bored, so you thought of drinking some wine. My dad should have some rare chess books kept away. I’ll give them to you so that you won’t be bored.”

Look at him, look at him, he knows how to talk! Mr. Lin glared at Lin Gantang and turned to Wen Yanqing with a smile. “Alright, alright. I won’t drink. Oh right, where are the flowers? Did you bring any in?”

Wen Yanqing smiled. “The flowers that have bloomed are not suitable to be placed in a vase, so I didn’t pick them.”

Lin Gantang looked at her dad in disdain. You casually found an excuse to trick us and make us go out, yet you still have the cheek to ask.

The sound of a baby crying from upstairs attracted their attention.

Mr. Lin ignored Lin Gantang and shook his head. “Xiao Bao’s temper is getting worse. He’s crying so loudly.” As he spoke, his eyes were filled with love.

Not long after, the baby stopped crying after being coaxed. Mr. Lin asked the nanny to bring him downstairs so he could carry him.

The baby’s hair grew thicker by the day. Mr. Lin stroked his hair and looked at him kindly. “Zhaonan’s hair wasn’t this black when he was young. He looks like Tongtong. By the way, don’t forget about the baby’s one-month-old celebration on the 16th.”

How could she forget? Lin Gantang immediately remembered Mr. Lin’s words.

Mr. Lin raised his head and saw Wen Yanqing’s gentle gaze on Xiao Bao. He smiled. “Yanqing likes children?”

“Yes.” Wen Yanqing smiled faintly, his eyes shining.

Mr. Lin glanced at Lin Gantang and didn’t say anything this time.

The relationship between the two children was going smoothly. It was only a matter of time before they got married and had children. He had nothing to worry about.

Of course, he would miss her after raising her for so many years, but it was not exaggerated to the point where he would cry when he gave her away. Perhaps it had something to do with Lin Gantang’s pursuit of Gu Zhichuan a few years ago, which had made him extremely worried. Now that she was with Wen Yanqing, he felt that he was willing to let go of her easily.

As a father, he was naturally concerned about her future. Yanqing could make him feel at ease, so he was also willing to let go.

Lin Gantang and Wen Yanqing had dinner at home before returning to Yuanshui River.

Lin Gantang alighted from the car, but felt as if she had forgotten something.

It was only when she realized that she was empty-handed that she remembered. “Yanqing, where are the clothes I packed?”

“Didn’t you take it?” Wen Yanqing asked.

“Didn’t I give it to you? Don’t tell me I’m still wearing your clothes tonight.” Lin Gantang tilted her head.

Wen Yanqing denied it. “How could that be? The pajamas I bought for you have already been delivered home..”