"Child, have you not gone down the mountain yet?" Lin Yian asked.

"Congratulations, you've answered correctly." Lin Er stretched out his index finger and gently rubbed the edge of the drink order, and then turned the drink order a page boredly.

"No, baby, are you putting my pigeon?"

Lin Yian leaned back against the Nakadao platform, smoked a cigarette from the cigarette box, lowered his head and bit it in his mouth, and sighed in a faint tone: "I specifically rejected the beauty's invitation. Come back to spend the weekend with you, and you will leave me alone?"

Lin Er learned his tone and sighed quietly: "Mr. Lin, I am really touched, but I can't go back."

I guessed that she couldn't come back. The snow was too heavy, so the road was probably closed down on the mountain.

Lin Yian was not surprised and said, "Tsk, okay, then you can be careful there."

He took the lighter, lowered his head, lit the biting cigarette, and walked towards the balcony, while asking casually: "Who did you go with?"

"Student." Liner said.

Lin Yian asked again: "Wen Miao?"

Liner: "No."

Lin Yian guessed again: "He Yin?"

Liner: "Not it."

"Qin Ke, or Xie Xiao?" Lin Yian counted the few she had played with normally.

"None of them, I wasn't with them," said Liner.

"..." After three sentences of denial, Lin Yian's movement of dusting the ashes stopped immediately, and he narrowed his eyes and asked her, "Child, are you a classmate a man or a woman?"

Lin Er huh and replied frankly: "Male."

"...Male?!" Lin Yian's voice suddenly raised, and the focus of his speech fell on the second half of the sentence, "Is it a man I don't know?"

"..." Lin Er's ears were numb by his sudden increase. She took her phone away helplessly and said, "You know you too, that's the one, my deskmate." She explained.

With good memory, Lin Yian quickly remembered the name of her deskmate whom her child mentioned.

Is it called Xie Yan?

Although Lin Yian has a good impression of his child's deskmate so far, because of Xie Heng, it is difficult for Lin Yian to have any good feelings for the man named Xie.

He didn't forget that Xie Heng, a dog man, came up and said, "Mr. Lin dressed up so uniquely, reminding me of the peacock with a flower that opened its screen."

Oh, go to your flower peacock.

Thinking of this, Lin Yian's expression was not very beautiful. He endured it but still couldn't help it. He asked again: "No, your deskmate... Is he okay?"

Liner: “…?”

Ah this?

What does it mean to be a pun?

Lin Er was stunned. Lin Yian quickly realized the ambiguity in his words, coughed lightly and clarified: "No, I'm not saying that he is that, I'm saying that he is OK?"

To put it another way, is he a reliable person?

Stop being a big-tailed wolf in sheepskin.

"...it should be OK." Lin Er was a little confused by her father's straightforward question. She thought about it carefully, then thought about it for a while before continuing to say, "I'm my deskmate, I think he is quite upright."

Xie Yan just came over with a glass of orange juice when he heard this sentence.

--upright?
Chapter completed!