"Okay, mom will ask you uncle later." Ning Yan touched her son's little head, walked to the door and stopped, turned around, and asked with a dim look: "Little Moonlight, do you want to talk to uncle?"

say?

Xiao Yueguang stirred his fingers, recalling Zhan Xicheng's appearance of yelling at him with a cold face, and shook his head.

Ning Yan pursed her pink lips, didn't say anything, and closed the door and left.

Seeing the empty room, Xiao Yueguang was sitting on the bed, holding the dormant cat that Ning Yan bought for him in his arms, and staring blankly at the direction of the door.

He didn't want to talk to his uncle, but he wanted to meet him.

Xiao Yueguang pursed her cute little mouth and lowered her head in disappointment.

Close the door, Ning Yan took a deep breath against the wall of the corridor.

She was wondering if she would be too selfish to do so.

After all, Zhan Xicheng is Xiao Yueguang's father, and getting along with his father will be beneficial to the child's condition.

However, she was really scared, afraid that the Zhan family would not return her treasures.

Give her some time...

When Ning Yan returned to the living room, the man who should be lying on the sand was gone.

Where is the person?

Ning Yan's face was pale. Did Zhan Xicheng wake up?

Did he see the little moonlight just now?

Just when Ning Yan couldn't move his legs, a clear sound of footsteps suddenly came from behind him.

Ning Yan was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, his powerful arms suddenly wrapped her in his arms from behind.

The hard chest and the warm body temperature all disturbed Ning Yan's reason.

"Where did you go just now?" Zhan Xicheng leaned his head against Ning Yan's neck, took a deep breath of the smell on her body, and asked in a deep voice.

The voice was mixed with the hoarseness of waking up from a hangover, and it stopped at the sound of a particularly mellow and low voice of a cello that sounded like a dull but melodious sound, which made people feel very comfortable.

Looking at the hands locked on his waist, Ning Yan frowned, "I should ask you, where did you go just now?"

When asked this question, Ning Yan's heart was trembling.

She was not sure, did Zhan Xicheng know or not.

"Washing room." Zhan Xicheng spoke quietly, then let go of Ning Yan's body and walked to the sand to sit down.

He supported his knees with both hands and rubbed his temples in pain.

He clearly remembered sleeping all night with her in her arms, but when he woke up, there was no one.

He once thought that it was him who dreamed!

Seeing his uncomfortable appearance, Ning Yan thought he shouldn't have seen it, otherwise he wouldn't have been so calm.

He pursed his lips and whispered: "You were drunk last night, Xiao Chen sent you to me."

"Yes." Zhan Xicheng lowered his head and responded in annoyance, and then slowly raised his head for a while, staring at Ning Yan's face with deep and complicated gazes.

It's not her, she's not her!

A wounded expression flashed in Zhan Xicheng's eyes, but no two people were so similar, and something must have happened.

"Come here." Zhan Xicheng waved at her and patted the position beside her.

past?

Ning Yan subconsciously swallowed his saliva and held his hands tightly. Not only did he not go forward, he also took a few steps back.

"Mr. Zhan, since you have sobered up, please leave."

Zhan Xicheng's eyes darkened. She was driving him away?

"I'm so anxious to drive me away, there are other men hidden in this room?" Zhan Xicheng smiled evilly and spoke tiredly.

Ning Yan's heart trembled for a moment, and his hands slowly tightened to prevent himself from showing it.

There is a man hiding, his son!

"How did Mr. Zhan know? There was more than one hidden. Why don't you go and take a look?" Ning Yan hugged her hands in front of her chest.

Before she could change her pajamas, she just squeezed out the roundness on her chest in this position.
Chapter completed!