Cute Babies in a Pair: President Daddy Is Way Awesome

Yin Ze received a call from Cardamom last night when he had finished sending Subei to go home.

The small apartment of more than 60 square meters is decorated warmly and simply.

The sun was shining, fresh air was blowing in through the windows, and the pots of sunflowers placed on the windowsill gently shook the ‘small head’.

The kitchen is open. The cardamom pulls the bean paste green (color) cotton slippers, unplugs the charger cable, holds a black (color) mobile phone in the left hand, and holds a cup of freshly ground coffee in the right hand, walks to the living room.

Passing the window, she looked down subconsciously.

The tough man is no longer there.

I don't know when I left, when she just brushed the bowl, the people were still there.

But it didn't matter to her when the man left.

Cardamom handed the phone and coffee in his hand to Yin Ze and said, "Sange, give you the phone, the battery is full."

Yin Ze put down the magazine in his hand, glanced at the cardamom, and took it with a smile: "Thank you."

Cardamom froze for a moment.

Since the death of the man's mother, she has rarely seen him smile.

Cardamom flushed his cheeks and sat down against the skirt.

"Brother, I was really bothering you yesterday. You squeezed on this small sofa and didn’t sleep okay? Or would you go to my room to make up for a while? I will fry a few of you (love i) for you at noon dish."

Yin Ze turned on the phone: "No need to be so troublesome, I will have something to do in a little while."

He clicked on more than a dozen missed calls. At first glance, Xue Baoer called him, and bent her lips to call her back.

Cardamom wanted to keep the man again, but watching him on the phone, pursed his lips, he had to swallow the words from his mouth first.

"Hey--"

The phone was connected. Cardamom heard some voices. It was a girl. The voice was not sweet, but it sounded good.

Cardamom blinked, suddenly a little curious.

In the impression, the female ((sexual xing) xing) friend next to the third brother (身sh　n) hasn't yet dared to talk to him like this.

Yin Ze: "Wake up?"

Xue Bao'er was startled: "How do you know that I'm drunk?" He paused and thought of some details that she had forgotten: "Are you also at the hotpot restaurant yesterday? Afterwards, I was dumped upside down?"

These words, with anger.

Yin Ze didn't answer the question. He drank his head and drank his coffee. He leaned on the sofa casually and said, "My phone is out of power. I just turned on. You have so many calls to me (love Qing)?"

"⺪, as long as you answer the phone, aunt ((奶Nai)n　i)((奶Nai)n　i) if something really happened, you can't rush to give ((奶Nai)n　i)((奶奶ai )n　i) I collect the body!"

Yin Ze moved her phone away from her ears, and was not annoyed.

After all, he is an old classmate. Xue Bao'er is splenic. To say that he was a school bully in high school, then Xue Bao'er was a mixed devil. They were half a catty, otherwise they couldn't be good buddies.

At this time, Yin Ze also lost the fan of the big boss, and slurped like a bastard: "I can't catch the corpse, I can arrange for the coffin and the cemetery."

"Listening to you full of energy, Wen Jinnian didn't care much about you. In this case, what kind of temper are you here with me? Xue Bao'er, I am now your food and clothing parents, speak politely?"

The rice bowl was clenched in the hands of others, Xue Baoer had to bow his head to admit: "Come on, you have money, you have the final say. I won't care about this matter with you, by the way, I have a busy time to ask you for help."

"Say."

"I want to go to Wen Jinnian's new drama conference next month. Do you have a way?"

Yin Ze's tongue smiled against the upper teeth and took Joe: "Call Dad."

Xue Bao'er is good at her: "Dad."

Yin Ze laughed aloud this time: "Okay, I will let Jason take you next month."

"Thank you for smashing!"

Yin Ze scolded: "Go! Where are you now?"

"Home, my idol brought it back to me." With three points in his words, he was showing off with seven points.

"I'll go to you in a moment."

"(Dry gan)?"

"I have something (qing) want to talk to you."

"Oh, then you come, and buy me some fruit by the way."

...

Hanging up the phone, Yin Ze leaned forward (身sh　n), put the coffee cup on the coffee table, stood up (身sh　n), and said to the cardamom: "I'm going," what I thought of, asked: "Do you want I will arrange two bodyguards for you?"

Cardamom shook his head: "No, I don't want to be too public, and if he really wants to do anything, the bodyguard can't stop him."

Yin Ze nodded in agreement.

People in the Cang family are all overlords at the top of the food chain, and they are not easy to kill.

"Then what do you have (qing), please call me again."

"Well." Cardamom looked at Yin Ze who changed shoes at the entrance. He folded his fingers with his hands and said, "Sir, don't go, wait for me."

Yin Ze stopped and looked up at Cardamom, but the man already trot back to the bedroom.

Two minutes later, Cardamom came out with an additional comic book.

"This is my latest comic book. There will be a signing meeting for fans to meet at Qinghe Book Building next Thursday. If you have time to spare, please remember to give it to me."

The cardamom smiled brightly, and two sweet dimples appeared on the cheeks.

Yin Ze reached out after a long while and took a deep look at the cover of the comic book, pondering: "Cardamom..."

"There is a newly opened dessert shop near the building. The third brother can also take his girlfriend with me. I will invite you to eat dessert at that time." Cardamom interrupted Yin Ze without any trace.

Yin Ze smiled: "Well, if I have time, I will definitely go." He looked at Cardamom and changed his shoes. The tone was more polite and alienated than before: "No need to send it."