"He might just want to greet you, right?" Lin Er tilted his head and thought about it, and gave him the most likely answer, "Didn't you say that you are inconsistent with him? Then he has to find a topic that is not so easy to talk about."

"That's really a coincidence. He came up and found a topic about my reverse scales every word."

Thinking of Xie Heng's words, I like my daughter more, Lin Yian still wanted to throw him head down from the bridge: "He still wants his daughter? I hehe, he looks ugly, but he thinks pretty."

"..." Lin Erxin said that in terms of matters, Xie Heng is indeed quite good-looking.

And she is a sick and beautiful woman.

A sick and beautiful woman is always a god!

Of course, she only dared to say this in her heart. If she said it, Mr. Lin would definitely be furious in minutes.

"I still want to dig my corner? Haha, don't think about it - let alone him, even his child is not good. Today I told you Sister Xian that even if I jumped from the Jiangzhou Bridge, don't have any connection with him."

“…”

Lin Er was drinking fish soup with his head down. As soon as Lin Yian said this, her wrist shook again. The spoon she pinched with her fingertips didn't hold it, and it fell back into the small bowl with a snap.

Stop!

Stop it here-

This topic cannot be discussed further. If you continue to talk about it, Mr. Lin may have to jump off the bridge tonight.

After eating this supper that made people unable to calm from beginning to end, Liner picked up his hot water cup and quickly retreated to the bedroom on the second floor.

The fish soup on the back of his hand had been wiped clean, but there was still a little oil on the cuffs of his pajamas. Lin Er took off his pajamas and threw them into the dirty laundry basket. He took another new pajamas into the bathroom.

After taking a simple shower, Liner didn't use a hair dryer to blow his hair. He just wiped his hair with a towel while walking to the bed.

When leaving the bathroom, the cell phone on the bedside table just started to buzz. Lin Er walked over, reached out and pressed the floor-to-ceiling night light at the head of the bed, then bent down and picked up the cell phone on the bedside table.

She wiped her hair with one hand and sat down beside the bed, with her simple white fingertips slashing the screen of her phone.

It is a WeChat message sent by Xie Yan.

Lin Er glanced out of the corner of his eye and glanced at the time in the upper right corner of his phone - 9:21.

It was still early and Xie Yan was not asleep yet.

Lin Er leaned towards the head of the bed with his mobile phone, and at the same time, he opened the WeChat chat dialog box, and then saw a completely inconspicuous sentence from Xie Yan.

Xie Yan: [I want to be a farmer in the next life.]

Liner: "?"

A small head, a big doubt.

What are you a farmer???

No, why did this without any beginning and end suddenly become a farmer?

Unable to understand Xie Yan's brain circuit, Lin Er returned to him in confusion: [What are you doing as a farmer? Do you want to experience the feeling of facing the loess and facing the sky?]

Xie Yan should have been waiting for her news, and his reply came quickly: [No.]

Lin Er was even more confused: [Then what did you say suddenly?]

Xie Yan replied slowly: [I mean, if I became a farmer, every time I rain and snowy days, all I think of in my mind is crops, not you.]
Chapter completed!