Roll at the apex of the paranoid emperor

Chapter 817 This is so embarrassing

Lan Jin'er handed the notebook to the little guy, and said softly, "Honey, give this to your father."

The little milk bag asked suspiciously with a small face: "Why doesn't Mommy deliver it by herself?"

"Mommy... Mommy needs to see your sister."

Lan Jin'er dodged her eyes, and from the corner of her eye, she saw Xiao Lian'er lying on the crib, and raised her eyebrows.

Xiao Nai Bao looked at Xiao Lian'er, and reached out to take the laptop from Lan Jin'er's hand.

"Okay, the baby will help you send it up."

The girl hooked her lips, "Thank you baby."

Han Lianjin hugged her laptop and ran up to the study on the second floor.

Pushing open the door of the study room, poking out a small head, the grandma shouted angrily, "Dad."

Han Xiaonian lightly raised his eyes to look at the little milk bag, and continued typing on the keyboard with one hand, his thin lips parted slightly: "Why are you here?"

Little milk bag: "..."

Dad's attitude is so indifferent...

The little guy ran over and handed the laptop to Han Xiaonian, "Dad, here you are."

Han Xiaonian recognized Lan Jin'er's computer, a look of unpredictability flashed in his eyes, and he took the laptop from the little guy.

As soon as the man turned on the laptop, the page was directly on the word document page prepared by Lan Jiner, and it also displayed a paragraph written by Lan Jiner.

[Dear husband, I will leave the [-]-word paper to you. I really don't want you to write it for me, but Xiao Lian'er wraps me up too tightly. For your daughter, you have to work hard~]
The Year of the Cold Owl: "..."

"Dad, I'm going down."

The task of the little milk bag has been delivered, and I can't wait to go down to play with the little snow lion.

Han Xiaonian: "Go."

The little milk bag ran downstairs happily.

Lan Jin'er was holding Xiao Lian'er in her arms, and when she saw the little milk bag coming downstairs, she asked expectantly, "Baby, what did your father say?"

The little milk bag shook her head, "Father didn't say anything."

Lan Jiner: "..."

Didn't say anything, did Han Xiaonian agree to write for her or not?
Sitting on the blanket, the little milk bag hugged the little snow lion, "Mum, should we get milk for Naibai? It doesn't seem to know how to eat meat yet."

Lan Jin'er nodded slightly, "There are cupboards in the kitchen, go get them."

The little milk bag looked up, "Can I take my sister's milk powder?"

Who told my younger sister to drink mommy's milk often, he never drank it since he was a child.

Now he is too old to drink.

The younger sister drinks mommy's milk, but he can only let the little snow lion drink the younger sister's milk powder.

The corners of Lan Jin'er's mouth twitched slightly, "...Honey, Little Snow Lion shouldn't drink milk powder."

The little milk bag resentfully said: "Okay."

Lan Jin'er coaxed her little daughter to sleep, gave her to the babysitter, and led the little milk bag upstairs who had a great time playing with the little snow lion, and rushed to take a bath and go to bed.

In the end, I went back to the room by myself, after taking a bath, like a concubine waiting for bedtime, playing games on the bed, waiting for Han Xiaonian to come back from work.

In the early hours of the morning, Lan Jin'er almost fell asleep, and only waited until Han Xiaonian came back from work.

If she hadn't asked the baby to give him the computer, she would have been a little embarrassed in the past, and she would have gone to the study to call her Xiaonian back to her room.

As the owner of the pavilion, her baby is really hardworking by his wife.

Lan Jin'er saw Han Xiaonian pushing the door in, and immediately hid her phone under the quilt in a hurry.

Seeing that the girl was still asleep, Han Xiaonian walked over with slender steps, "Why haven't you slept yet?"

Lan Jiner frowned and smiled, "I'll wait for you."

"Penta Kill."

As soon as Lan Jin'er finished speaking, the sound of the game system sounded from the quilt.

The Year of the Cold Owl: "..."

Lan Jiner: "..."

This is so embarrassing.

Can you stop slapping her in the face so quickly.

　PS: I want to finish this book as soon as possible~
　　I've been so lazy lately

　　In fact, this book is already finished, and I am reluctant to finish it, so I keep procrastinating and procrastinating, but what should end will always end.

　　There are two or three more chapters in the daily life, otherwise it will be very procrastinating, and I will continue to write in my previous life~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)