Lin An'an's action of putting the cup paused, Si Shen saw her small movements, pursed the corners of his mouth, and continued, "I'm sorry, Anxin."
Lin Anxin put the cup in front of the bed, turned around, furrowed his brows, looked at him impatiently, and asked repeatedly, "Do you sleep or not, you don't sleep, I'll go to sleep" "Sleep."
The corners of his mouth curled up and he immediately closed his eyes.
Si Shen had just finished the operation, and the toss just now had exhausted all his energy, and not long after he closed his eyes, he fell into a deep sleep Lin Anxin sat on the chair next to him, watched the person on the bed breathe steadily, and looked at it quietly for a while.
Yawned tiredly, and then lay down on the side of the hospital bed and fell asleep Lin City is already in the treetops of the moon.
It is still broad daylight in the country of W.
For the first time, Chi Baobao followed Li Beijue to the Li headquarters to play, and in the face of so many people in the company, he was not stage frightened at all, and he did what he had to do.
Li Beijue went to a meeting, and he was playing in the office.
A man occupies the entire large circular sofa, sitting cross-legged on the sofa and playing with his mobile phone.
His small bag was casually thrown aside, revealing a corner of the book.
Xu Tesuke craned his neck and peeked at the cover of the exposed book, revealing that it was a Sherlock Holmes detective novel.
He originally thought it was an analytical book such as the stock market, but he didn't expect the books in his bag to be so normal.
You must know that this kind of book that is in line with the character of a child appears in Chi Baobao's schoolbag, which is the biggest abnormality.
After all, he had thoroughly seen what it meant to be a genius today.
Xu Tezhu recalled that Chi Baobao casually asked him a few small questions about stocks just now, and he couldn't answer any of them, and after Chi Baobao blinked his eyes to Baidu, he answered like a Taoist, and he was silently embarrassed.
As an adult in his thirties, it is really humiliating to not even be able to answer the questions asked by a 9-year-old child.
Even if his specialty is not data analysis, he still feels ashamed The person on the sofa was probably tired of playing and changed his position.
Suddenly looked away from the IAD, suddenly looked at him and said, "Uncle Xu, pour me a glass of juice, I want to drink orange juice." ” "Okay, okay."
Xu Tezhu immediately withdrew his peeking gaze and went out to help him pour orange juice.
The orange juice recipe was simple, and after a while, he returned to the office with his glass.
"Xiaoxin, let's play."
"Mom, I'm going to play."
"Don't go and put the toys away first, or you'll see my magic skills."
"Nohara beautiful teeth, big belly, three layers of fat, female devil" There was a series of TV broadcasts in the IAD, and the people on the sofa were holding the IAD and watching with relish, the dark eyes were as if they were happy, and the mature appearance just now was like two people "Little master, your juice."
While putting down the juice, he took the opportunity to glance at the IAD, and found that the IAD was actually a crayon Xiaoxin, and he suddenly felt bad.
He knew this cartoon, his son liked to watch it very much, and he couldn't stop scolding, but what he didn't expect was that the little young master, who was a genius in his mind, also loved to watch this kind of cartoon.
How to put this feeling, I always feel weird. aa2705221: