There’s a Dragon Girl in the Desolate Sea: 194. The eighteenth dragon scale (four)
The eighteenth dragon scale (four)
An Yan was so inexplicably stuffed with a son and... his son was fucked.
So in the next game exhibition, no one has ever seen the beautiful bubbling Beishen again, and the employees who have never forgotten have never seen their boss again. There is no other reason. At the request of Linglong and the children, An Yan has already driven them home.
He certainly can't continue to work, any workaholic can't make his child come to the door with his child's mother, and he is still indifferent. He is now taking Linglong home with his children. This matter is... very tricky, even more difficult than when he first started his business.
Anjia's parents heard their son's voice very serious on the phone. Although this child has matured earlier than other children since he was a child, he has never heard such a tone. The couple sat on the sofa at home early and waited. When An Yan came back, before he had time to speak, he saw a girl walking behind An Yan, holding a small child in her hand. After a closer look, when the child was standing with his son...
It's all the same!
An Jia's parents were stunned, "What's going on here?"
I couldn't make it clear on the phone. In fact, An Yan didn't think he could make it clear in front of his parents. He asked seriously: "Dad, Mom, have I ever had a car accident or something that would cause memory loss?"
Anjia's parents shook their heads in unison.
"Then why don't I remember that I... gave birth to a child with this young lady?" An Yan himself has no impression at all. He has not had any serious illness, and he is convinced that he has never met Linglong, and..." How old are you this year?"
Linglong gave him a sweet smile: "Although I look very young, but in fact I am an adult, don't worry, otherwise how can I take care of my children?"
This is not what An Yan wants to ask, but even if she is an adult, she will not survive until she is twenty years old, but the child is already six years old. Thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, right? Is he still human to do such a thing? And six years ago, when he was twenty-four, when he was very busy with his business, not to mention making a girlfriend and going to bed for sex, even closing his eyes and sleeping would be a waste of time.
"Huh?"
The An family's parents only reacted now, meaning this is their An Yan's son? their grandson? This must not have to run, it is definitely not fake, just looking at this little face looks exactly like An Yan, how can it be fake? An's mother, who had been looking forward to her son's marriage and childbirth, immediately became excited, "What, what's your name? I'm grandma, I'm grandma!" After saying this, she felt a little rude, so she said to Linglong, "I am wronged. What's your child's name?"
Linglong chuckled: "Dongdong, follow my surname, Long Dongdong."
Children Dongdong refused to go to An's mother. He only wanted to snuggle by Linglong's side and depended on her to the extreme. Dongdong is a very wary child, and there is absolutely no way for strangers to seek benefits from him, even if it may be his grandmother's mother, An.
Linglong hugged Dongdong, and said to Mother An pitifully, "I'm sorry, it's really inconvenient for me to take care of the child by myself. It's really pitiful for a child without a father's love, so... I took him to find Mr. An, I'm sorry..."
"What's your name, Mr. An, just call it by your first name, your own family." The more she looks at Linglong, the more she likes An Yan, what a beautiful girl, with their An Yan, then An Yan takes advantage of it! At the moment, I feel that my son is good everywhere in normal times, but now it is not pleasing to the eye everywhere, and waved his hands in disgust: "Go, go, you men are not responsible, you can't even recognize your own son."
An Yan was stunned by his mother and had nothing to say. He looked at his father, but Dad An cleared his throat: "Well, my wife, I think it is still necessary to test the DNA first. It's not impossible to have someone who looks alike-"
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by his wife: "How do you talk in front of other girls, why do you guys do this? Co-authoring people who worked so hard to give birth to you will still be suspected by you? Come and see. Look at Dongdong's face, and then look at your son's, do you think they are not father and son?"
An's father looked at Dongdong and An Yan, and after a while helplessly: "...whether you believe it or not, I don't believe it anyway."
No way, these two look so much alike! Is it possible that this is not the biological father and son? ! To be honest, let alone his own father and mother, even An Yan himself felt that this was his son, although he didn't know when he gave birth to his son.
Compared to being excited to have a grandson's wife, Dad An still maintained some rationality with his years of experience in shopping malls. He quietly asked An Yan, "Have you ever done sperm donation before? Or did you not take measures? , the seeds were stolen?"
An Yan's face is full of black lines. He really doesn't understand why his father's brain becomes more and more strange as he gets older, so he donates sperm? He was so busy at the time, could he have time to spare? At that time, sleeping four hours a day was an extravagant hope, and I couldn’t keep up with the three meals a day, so I still went to masturbate? What are you kidding?
"Sorry for disturbing you." Linglong lowered her head in despair and sniffed, "I'll leave with Dongdong..."
"Wait a minute!" An's mother stopped immediately, "their father and son don't admit it, I admit it! You can stay at home with peace of mind, and I'll see who dares to disagree!"
How could the father and son dare to disagree, so Linglong took Dongdong to live in An's house temporarily, and learned that she is now an anchor and earns money to support herself and Dongdong. After she has a house and a car, An's mother is very happy. I admire, and at the same time, even more despise the man who always ran away after he slept, even if the other party was his own son.
To be honest, she used to be very proud of her son. She thought that she was outstanding and outstanding, and no one could match her, but doing this was really bad. Mother An didn't want to recognize An Yan anymore!
Anyway, she has a good grandson now, so it doesn't matter what the son is.
And even if it looks like a coincidence, why is the personality so similar? The appearance of this little adult is no different from that of An Yan when he was a child! Mother An especially likes Dongdong, but unfortunately the children are not close to anyone except Linglong. They all look the same, pink and chubby, so flattering, especially a pair of round and bright black and white eyes, very clean, mother An is very special I wish I could hug him, but the child refuses to be hugged.
An Yan doesn't live at home now. Mother An thinks that no matter what, let them develop their relationship first. Linglong is right. It is very important for children to live in a healthy family, so although she hopes The little grandson could live at home, but he still asked Anyan to take Linglong and Dongdong to his house and come back once a week.
An Yan had to obey the Queen Mother's decree.
How comfortable is Linglong living in her own house, so she doesn't want to move to An Yan's place. Besides, she has so many good things, as well as children's toys, books, etc., all of them have to be moved together. She died, so she took advantage of the situation to suggest to An Yan's mother that she should let An Yan live in her house. An's mother thought it was feasible, so she decided to make a decision without giving An Yan a chance to resist.
So...Although the little tadpoles came looking for their father when they came, they came back with a big tail.
An Yan knew that Linglong was very popular, but she didn't expect that she could buy a house in such a location, and she would buy a floor as soon as she bought it. This is definitely the level of local tyrants.
He was assigned to the second bedroom. Today's day was too chaotic. It was hard to tell in front of his parents. An Yan still had a lot of questions to ask Linglong, but he never found a chance. Just knocked on the door of Linglong's bedroom.
As soon as the door was opened, An Yan looked into the soft ravine. He immediately turned his head away, thinking that she could be trusted to say that he was an adult, and that a minor should...not have such a proud size. Speaking of which, the black dress she was wearing today matched her snow-white skin, and it looked great.
Linglong also plans to go to sleep. She has just taken a bath and her hair is still dry. She only wears a simple nightgown with her belt loosely tied. She obviously looks like a little girl, but for some reason she has a thousand amorous feelings. , hook people's souls. "What's the matter?"
"Is it convenient to talk?"
An Yan's face was expressionless, just like Liu Xiahui, Linglong stroked her wet hair, and suddenly laughed. Her smile was so beautiful that An Yan was almost forced to breathe because of the beauty. Touching his firm chest, he deliberately softened his voice, sweet like honey: "What are we talking about, why don't we talk after you get into my bed?"
This is a blatant tease, or...a seduction. An Yan took a step back and frowned slightly: "Girls don't say such things to grown men." There are not so many good people in this world.
"Are you coming?"
In the end, she still had to move an inch, and it was useless for An Yan to step back. Linglong pressed him step by step, and directly forced him to the sofa in the living room. After An Yan sat down, Linglong stretched his legs over him, and deliberately said ambiguous: "Our children are born, Dongdong will be seven years old soon, are you still shy? Could it be that after me, you haven't had a girlfriend?"
An Yan took away her hand that touched her face, only to feel that this little hand was soft and boneless, but the words she said were very rigid: "This is my private matter."
"It's okay, I'm also very interested to know about your private affairs." Linglong blinked, "I'm recommending a pillow seat, don't you hear it? It's too confusing!"
The last sentence is sweet and soft. It is obviously a complaint, but it is like a spoiled child.