"Yes, young master."

Chen Bo replied respectfully.

And quickly came forward and took away the fried egg villain who was made after his young master broke an egg on the ground.

However, Lin Qianyi is still laughing. It seems that he doesn't laugh enough.

Finally, Emperor Yanmo couldn't bear it. He grabbed his little wife's lip accurately and bit it gently like punishment.

Lin Qianyi was stunned at first, and then laughed again.

Emperor Yanmo had no choice but to block his little wife's lips again and stop her from laughing.

Laugh again, even if his eggs are not broken, they will be broken by his little wife.

After the egg broke all over the ground this time, Emperor Yanmo decided that he would not coax his little wife with eggs in the future!

……

Soon, a week passed.

It was also Yao Wenxi's birthday.

A few days ago, Yao Wenxi had specially called Lin Qianyi and invited her to his birthday party.

Lin Qianyi naturally agreed without saying a word. Emperor Yanmo, who was sitting next to her, ate a burst of dry vinegar.

"Well, let's go and attend brother Wenxi's birthday party."

Seeing that the two steamed stuffed buns and the fourth master were ready, Lin Qianyi immediately stood up from the sofa and said.

Immediately, I went to take the packaged picture, which was put aside one meter high.

However, Emperor Yanmo picked it up first, but Jun's face had an obvious meaning of "I'm not happy".

"What's the matter?"

Looking at his fourth master like a wronged child, Lin Qianyi asked with a smile.

Emperor Yan Mo didn't speak, so he looked at her.

Lin Qianyi shook his head funny, reached out and touched his head, coaxed, "OK, OK, don't be angry, will I draw you in the future?"

She just drew a portrait of Yao Wenxi and gave it to Yao Wenxi as a gift.

However, when his fourth master saw it, he was immediately unhappy.

Although the fourth master didn't say anything, she knew that the fourth master of her family was jealous again.

"You haven't painted me."

Emperor Yan ink is like a way of complaint.

The little wife is his. How can you draw other men?!

Emperor Yanmo was unhappy, but he would never anger his little wife. He would only anger Yao Wenxi, the most likely culprit.

Lin Qian was wronged when Eaton said, "yes, didn't you come back from the auction at the charity auction? It's still hanging in the study. "

Lin Qianyi looked at his fourth master strangely. He didn't get Alzheimer's disease in advance, did he?

Don't remember so soon? And you can see it every day.

Although, she painted the back of the fourth master.

But that's also the fourth master.

However, the fourth master was more resentful, as if Lin Qianyi had done something harmful.

Lin Qianyi surrendered in a moment, "OK, OK, I will draw you in the future. No one will draw, OK?"

Lin Qianyi coaxed, and then gave his fourth master a great comfort.

I'm naturally satisfied with the fourth master who knows to accept it when it's good.

At the same time, he quickly clasped his little wife's head and deepened the automatic meimoda.

Seeing that dad showed more love than Mommy, the two steamed stuffed buns silently looked away and pretended that they couldn't see anything.

I'm very satisfied with the striking of the two steamed stuffed buns, as the emperor Yanmo of Daddy.

But

Thinking of Yao Wenxi, Emperor Yan Mo's deep eyes narrowed slightly, and a flash of danger flashed in his eyes.