Roll at the apex of the paranoid emperor

Chapter 161 It Should Be Called a Small Color Bag!

Zhao Feide said to Lan Jin'er with a smile on his face: "Jin'er, you can just help me take care of your grandparents after you come back. I am usually busy with work, so I may not be able to take care of my uncle and aunt."

Mr. Zhao Hengying smiled and said, "Fei De, you are very kind to us, but please don't say that. You are busy with the company's affairs."

Lan Jin'er watched her grandparents being deceived by Zhao Feide's family, her eyes flashed a cold light like a dagger.

The corners of his mouth turned up coldly, and he said word by word: "Cousin, don't worry, I will definitely take good care of my grandparents, and I will never let my grandparents get hurt in the slightest."

Zhao Feide couldn't help being stunned for a moment by Lan Jiner's cold expression, feeling somewhat suspicious.

Without saying anything else, he nodded to Lan Jin'er, and then said to Lan Jin'er's grandpa and grandma: "Uncle, aunt, I will come to see you some other day."

Mrs. Lan said with concern: "Okay, slow down on the road."

Zhao Feide responded, and left with Yang Mei and Zhao Qianluo, mother and daughter.

Mrs. Lan slowly returned to the sofa, looked at the girl, "Jin'er, why am I listening to what you said today, and why am I deliberately targeting your uncle's family!"

Zhao Hengying also looked at Lan Jin'er suspiciously, "Yeah, Jin'er, I heard it too, didn't you like Qianluo very much when you were young?"

Lan Jin'er answered irrelevantly: "Grandpa and grandma, didn't you hear that Yang Mei's mother and daughter mocked me for being fat and flaunted me as soon as they arrived?"

Mrs. Lan sighed, "Your cousin is such a person, she likes to compare herself with others, she is always competitive! But your cousin is very kind to us!"

Mrs. Lan paused for a moment, and said angrily, "Better than your mother. Your mother still doesn't know how to come back to see me as a mother. I'm afraid she has already forgotten me."

Lan Jin'er: "Grandma, didn't you tell me that my mother often calls you!"

Mrs. Lan said angrily: "What's the use of just talking! It can't be touched or hugged."

Lan Jiner: "..."

As a daughter, she didn't even have the chance to talk...

Lan Jin'er looked at the supplements on the tea table, her eyes narrowed sharply.

Lan Jin'er ran a thousand steps on the treadmill in the gym, and when she returned to her room, she saw that the little milk bag was still sleeping soundly, with a gentle smudge between her brows.

It seems that the little guy is really tired after playing all morning.

It just so happened that she was also tired.

The girl went to the bathroom to take a shower, changed into her pajamas, and lay down next to the little milk bag.

Lan Jin'er held the little milk bag in her arms, closed her eyes to recharge her energy and squinted for a while.

Feeling a warm feeling coming from her chest, Lan Jin'er opened her eyes and took a look.

The little guy's chubby little hands are on it.

"..." Lan Jin'er was afraid of waking up the little guy, so she carefully held the little baby's hand and put it down silently.

The girl just breathed a sigh of relief, and the next second, she was grabbed by the hand of the little milk bag.

Lan Jiner: "..."

She shouldn't be called Little milk bag anymore, she should be called Little color bag!

Your father has never touched you so naturally!
The difference this time is...

The small hand of the small milk bag is not only placed on the front.

And the little furry head subconsciously burrowed into her arms, as if groping to keep it in her mouth.

Lan Jin'er's face changed, and she hastily pulled the little guy's little hand away.

But it was a step too late, the little guy had already held it in his mouth.

Lan Jin'er's beautiful eyebrows showed a faint breakdown.

baby...

Does it smell good through pajamas?
(End of this chapter)