Chapter 311 (1/2)

The early morning sun shines into the master bedroom of Xiaobai palace. It should have been a beautiful and harmonious picture, but it is very different.

The bed in the master bedroom is in a mess.

Yu mu'an, Feng Yan and a little guy fell asleep. When Yu mu'an's alarm clock rang, Feng Yan woke up first.

Feng Yan turned off the alarm clock, stretched and sat up slowly from the bed.

He glanced at the sleeping little guy and shook his head with a smile. After tossing all night, I fell asleep! Taking care of children is more tiring than working overtime to read documents. I'm so tired!

”What time is it...” Yu mu'an murmured, his voice lazy and hoarse, extremely tired.

”Seven o'clock.” Feng Yan bypassed the little guy, leaned over and kissed Yu mu'an, and said, ”you can sleep a little more.”

Yu muanqiang opened his eyes and yawned, ”no, I'm going to the company. I can't sleep anymore. It's killing me... ”

Feng Yan was quite helpless and smiled: ”well, get up. Last night, the little guy peed in the bed three times. Everything on the bed should be cleaned up. Today, I asked mother Zhang to find a wet nurse to take care of her. ”

Yu mu'an nodded, ”yes, you can find a nanny. I'm not sure. I'm too tired! ”

”Well...”

As soon as the voice fell, the sleeping little guy suddenly grunted.

Yu mu'an woke up in a moment, and didn't even dare to breathe too hard.

Feng Yan didn't dare to move any more. He stared at the little guy carefully. After a while, he was really relieved to see that she just snorted and didn't wake up. He whispered to Yu mu'an, ”let's go out and wash in another room.”

Yu mu'an nodded with great approval.

The two men got out of bed quietly. They left the room on tiptoe like thieves. After closing the door of the room, they completely relaxed.

The little guy is the little ancestor, but the little ancestor was tortured to death!

After a while, mother Zhang took two experienced people to take care of the baby. Yu mu'an and Feng Yan had a quick meal. When they left, the little guy didn't wake up, so they didn't bother again.

When Yu mu'an came to the company, he almost missed the morning class again.

Jin Yaqi just left the hospital yesterday and flew back from K country today. However, her nose is still a little red. It is obvious that her allergy has not been cured.

”Sure enough, I came to Rongcheng. I thought Miss Yu wouldn't come to this little training!” Jin Yaqi couldn't help mocking Yu mu'an.

”Yes.” Yu mu'an nodded faintly, bypassed Jin Yaqi and left.

Jin Yaqi was stunned. After reacting, she immediately pointed to Yu mu'an to scold, ”you unexpectedly, you dare to ignore me. How dare you!”

make love!

There was a beating sound at the door of the classroom, which stopped Jin Yaqi's words. Everyone looked back and saw the vocal music teacher.

The vocal music teacher is a strict middle-aged woman named Han Jing. She took the teaching ruler and patted the wall several times. As she walked in, she shouted to Jin Yaqi, ”I'm optimistic about you! Where are you from? How dare you act wild in my class! If you don't want to learn, go out! ”

”I......” Jin Yaqi shrunk and muttered, ”my aunt is Jin Zhizhi.”

”Oh! So you are Jin Zhizhi's niece! ”

Han Jing, the vocal music teacher, clearly nodded slightly. After listening, Jin Yaqi proudly straightened her chest.