"Kiss you."

"How can you kiss my mouth!" Yan Shiting was so angry that he was helpless.

"You can kiss Xuan Xuan, why can't I kiss you?" Nen Nen's voice replied for granted.

"..." A black-faced **** was silent.

"Xuan Xuan, do you say that?" Xiao Bao's eyes turned to his mother.

Cheng Yingxuan thought it was very funny. In fact, she saw a big smile on the corner of her lips when she saw Yan Shiting's suffocation.

Cheng Xiaobao stroked Yan Shiting's forehead. "Have you heard? Xuan Xuan must say the truth."

Yan Shiting is not accustomed to a devil's head being so close to him, but he likes Xiaobao to be close to him.

Xiaobao turned over from his thigh and slept in the middle of the bed, pulling Cheng Yingxuan to sleep on one side, Yan Shiting sleeping on the other side, "Okay, late at night, go to sleep."

There was a little guy in the middle, Yan Shiting was helpless, and tonight it seemed he could do nothing.

The long arm simply stretched, and took their mother and son together.

Although the desire was not relieved, holding this big one and two small, his lonely heart seemed to land on the shore.

...

Over the Yan Family's old house, Grandpa Yan was worried about the manor's mansion being too guarded by Shi Ting's staff. There was no chance of approaching. When was he worried about seeing his grandson.

I got the news that Cheng Yingxuan's mother and son moved back to Jinghongyuan. Early the next morning, he and Cen Sufen went to Jinghongyuan Community and went straight to the unit where Cheng Yingxuan lived.

Just downstairs, two bodyguards popping out somehow stopped the two of them.

"Old lady, madam, BOSS told you, you must not disturb Miss Cheng's mother and son." One of the bodyguards said blankly.

"I am visiting Cheng Yingxuan's house!"

"I'm sorry, we just executed the BOSS order."

Grandpa Yan was not angry, but there was no way, "I'll wait at the head office here. I don't believe that Cheng Yingxuan won't go out!"

Cen Sufen took out his mobile phone and looked at the time. "It's half past seven in the morning. Since Cheng Yingxuan's mother and son moved back to their own home, then Xiao Bao probably has to resume classes in kindergarten, but he hasn't been in class for a few days."

His grandson is distressed.

Grandpa Yan and Cen Sufen wandered downstairs and probed into the corridor from time to time.

Miss Cheng Yingxuan and her son went downstairs.

At nine o'clock in the morning, there was still no figure. Cen Sufen couldn't bear it. "How come it doesn't come out? Don't you have to send Xiaobao to school?"

The bodyguard naturally does not reply except for blocking.

Mu Yufeng walked into the unit with a large bag of food from outside. When he saw Grandpa Yan and Cen Sufen, he said hello politely, "Grandpa Yan and Aunt Cen."

"Yu Feng, did you go back to Jinghongyuan to live?" Grandpa Yan was a little angry. He said last time that he did not interact with the Yan family. He thought that this dead boy lived in the door of Cheng Yingxuan's house. .

"Yeah." Mu Yufeng took the bag in his hand. "I went to buy a lot of vegetables and fruits."

"This kind of thing can be done by the servant, how to buy it in person?" Cen Sufen wondered.

Mu Yufeng had a bright smile on his face, "Xuan Xuan prefers the food I made by myself. So, I bought it myself."

Grandpa Yan's sharp eyes fell on his face, "Yu Feng, Grandpa Yan has something to tell you."