Exquisite, outstanding, his amazing wealth and excellent business skills make his temperament particularly unique, and he does not lose the first-line and super first-line stars who have been professionally trained on the field.

Xiaobao was decorated like a doll. With his exquisite facial features and similar temperament printed in the same mold as He Qiao banquet, people didn't know what to say.

Qin Yiyue looked at their faces with her chin, and couldn't help sighing the miracle of the creator.

However, it's rare for a little nephew to be so like an uncle.

Is Xiaobao taken care of by He Qiao banquet for many years.

So, look more and more like him?

This inference has also been confirmed in the scientific community, and there are a few examples to testify.

After he qiaonian's death, the he family used their relationship to block the photos of he qiaonian and his wife.

There is basically no news about them on the Internet. I only know that he Qiao passed away in the new year and once took charge of he's group. No more news.

Qin Yiyue secretly rubbed her eyes on herself and was surprised to find that she was not compared to passers-by with he Qiaoyan and Xiaobao.

She looks ok, but there is still a gap compared with Heqiao banquet and Xiaobao.

Unexpectedly, after being carefully decorated by stylists and makeup artists, it is not much worse than them.

Qin Yiyue smiled twice and saved all the photos.

"Can you laugh so obscene by looking at your photos?" the voice of He Qiao banquet with a smile suddenly appeared in Qin Yiyue's ear.

The warm breath gently blew on Qin Yiyue's delicate skin, which made her tremble gently.

Qin Yiyue's small body shook and moved uneasily to the other side to avoid his breath.

He Qiaoyan seemed to be unaware of it. He was still very close. His deep eyes were fixed on the flat plate in Qin Yiyue's hand, "well, it was pretty good."

Qin Yiyue's ears suddenly turned red. She pretended to calm down and coughed twice, "where did you go just now?"

"Take Xiaobao and dad for a walk and buy vegetables by the way."

Qin Yiyue nodded. Halfway through the point, she remembered that her father seemed to prefer to go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables.

So, with a surprised look on his face, he said, "did you go to the vegetable market with dad?"

"Yes."

"Are you surrounded?"

"As you wish."

Qin Yiyue laughed.

He Qiaoyan leaned over the photos on the tablet.

That posture almost held Qin Yiyue in his arms.

Qin Yiyue shrunk to minimize physical contact between the two.

The congratulatory banquet was like not feeling it. Pointing to a photo, he said, "this one can be put on the official wechat by the public relations department of the company."

The voice still brushed Qin Yiyue's cheek.

"Tyrant, are you really good at flirting with me like this?"

He Qiaoyan looked at her, "you found it."

Qin Yiyue stared at the He Qiao banquet.

The smiling eyebrows and eyes are close at hand.

The Obsidian eyes clearly reflected her red face.

Her cheeks were crimson and her eyes were rolling, which made her very strange.

She didn't expect her to look like this.

He Qiaoyan reached out and pinched her hot little face.

The slight opening of her lips seemed to tempt him to kiss.

Qin Yiyue stared at the handsome face of He Qiao banquet, and his head was shamefully confused.

It's not that she hasn't kissed before. At that time, she just wanted to escape.

Once you put in your feelings, you will be uneasy with expectation.

As their lips approached, a childish cough sounded at the door.

Qin Yiyue suddenly recovered and looked at the door.

Xiaobao rolled his eyes. "Next time you want to kiss and roll the sheets, please lock the door."

"Little rabbit, what are you doing up here?" He Qiao shouted without looking back.

"Grandpa and grandma asked me to come up and ask you to eat. Since you are busy, I went down to tell them that you are busy rolling the sheets and don't have time to eat for the time being." Xiaobao said and staggered downstairs.

Qin Yiyue turned to He Qiao banquet with an ignorant face, "local tyrant, did you do the same when you were a child?"

"No."

"Oh."

He Qiaoyan took back her tablet and said, "go downstairs and have dinner."

Qin Yiyue touched his nose, then stretched out his hand to press down the back neck of He Qiao banquet and blocked his lips.

After a moment, they quickly separated, laughing out of sight.

"I've been seen. It's unfair not to kiss."

He Qiaoyan fixed her small face and found that her face was almost no bigger than his hand. "Anyway, it's said to roll the sheets. Why don't you sit down?"

Qin Yiyue: "... Local tyrant, is it really good for you to react so quickly?"

"I think it's a good advantage."

"But I'm so hungry."

"If you don't do it for such a long time, of course you will be hungry."

Qin Yiyue: "

Can we have a good chat?

He Qiaoyan couldn't help laughing as she looked at her embarrassed and divine little face.

"Get up, parents should wait."

"Uh huh."

He Qiaoyan turned to go out.

Qin Yiyue looked at his broad back, laughed and jumped on his back, "you carry me."

He Qiaoyan quickly fixed her hips with his back hands, and jokingly patted her upturned ass, "look, you're lazy."

Qin Yiyue put his hands around his neck. "What should I do so hard with you? Your mother-in-law said that a woman who can act like a spoiled child is the best. As her daughter, I have to practice."

"Practice. I'll learn how to spoil you like my father."

Qin Yiyue laughed and hugged Qiao's neck tighter.

Luo Mingmei saw he Qiao banquet carrying Qin Yiyue downstairs, rolled her eyes and turned to Qin Qiuyang, "husband, someone dares to show love to your wife."

Qin Qiuyang put the soup on the table and said calmly, "we have been showing in front of her for more than 20 years. It's not a matter for her to show occasionally."

Qin Yiyue: "you two, after our family officially entered the stage of Qin Yiyue's show of love, you should have a rest after so many years of show."

"The poor child has been run by me these years. Now if you give some sunshine, you'll get angry." Luo Mingmei's face was distressed.

Qin Yiyue rolled his eyes, came down from the back of He Qiao banquet, helped him open the chair, and said in a sweet and boring voice, "husband, sit down."

Qin Qiuyang, Luo Mingmei, Xiao Bao: "

**

The family happily finished lunch. Xiaobao is young and needs enough sleep.

After eating, he went back to Qin Yiyue's room to sleep.

Qin Yiyue and he Qiaoyan sit in the small living room on the second floor. When he Qiaoyan works, she sits next to her to look at the medical records.

The sunshine in April is warm but not dazzling. It is very warm on them.

Qin Yiyue rubbed his eyes and looked at the man with clear eyebrows and eyes around him, "local tyrant, what are the arrangements for tomb sweeping at Qingming?"

"There is an ancestral temple at home. Just go to worship on the morning of the 5th."

"It's still convenient for your family. Our hometown also promotes earth burial and sweeps tombs all over the mountain. But it's fun. My favorite when I was a child was to sweep tombs."

"It's so festive to go to the grave?"

"Yes. I didn't understand when I was a child. When I grew up, it was difficult to have the opportunity to meet all my relatives. I saw the most people on the Spring Festival and Qingming Festival."

"That's right. I have something to go out in the afternoon of the 5th and come back in the morning of the 6th. You can take Xiaobao to live in the mansion or ask the driver to take you back to your parents."

"You'd better stay in the mansion. Grandparents, parents want Xiaobao very much and give them more time to get along."

"Yes."