亚洲自偷自拍另类小说

After dinner, Mr. Lin caught hold of Lin Zhaonan, who wanted to hide upstairs, and set up a chessboard in the living room.

Lin Zhaonan resigned himself to his fate and sat opposite Mr. Lin, placing his piece.

“Dad, you’ve been playing chess for so many years. Why haven’t your chess skills improved at all?” Lin Zhaonan asked.

On the chessboard, they fought back and forth, leaving nothing behind.

Mr. Lin was furious. “Who said that I haven’t improved? Playing chess with you is so boring. I can’t get over my chess addiction at all.”

Of course not. The two of them weren’t in the same league. Lin Zhaonan’s moves were also ruthless, unlike Wen Yanqing’s, who would give way.

“You won the game, but you lost the rank. Learn from Yanqing!” You didn’t even know to quietly give way to your father!

Lin Zhaonan was speechless. You have a reason for losing?

Lin Gantang did not look at the one-sided chessboard. She looked at Little Yi’an, who was in Jiang Tongtong’s arms and was looking in the direction of the adults’ conversation. She could not help but pick him up and give him a hug.

The little guy had grown up a little, and he looked more and more like Lin Zhaonan every day.

She sat back down beside Wen Yanqing and gently placed the child in his arms. Little Yi’an kicked his legs happily, causing Wen Yanqing to be so nervous that he hugged him tightly.

Jiang Tongtong couldn’t help but laugh. “Xiao An is very lively. His legs are very strong.”

Wen Yanqing carried the child and smiled. “He’s gotten heavier.”

Even though he couldn’t see clearly, his movements were still very practiced. He held him steadily, grasping Little Yi’an’s soft little hand firmly and squeezing it.

His expression was gentle, his movements light, and he had a faint smile on his face. Lin Gantang felt that he must really like children.

If they had a baby, he would definitely dote on it even more, right?

Lin Gantang was stunned by the sudden thought that popped into her mind.

The cat walked leisurely in the living room, occasionally meowing a few times, Mr. Lin’s exasperated voice after being abused by Lin Zhaonan in the chess game, Lin Zhaonan’s helpless sigh, and the baby’s childish voice.

Wen Yanqing’s expression was relaxed. These warm daily activities seemed to be able to calm one’s heart and make one feel at ease.

Mr. Lin had only played two rounds before he put away the chessboard. There was no other reason than that he could not find joy in playing chess with Lin Zhaonan.

Lin Gantang noticed that her brother was secretly relieved and looked as though he had been liberated. She suspected that his fierce and aggressive style of playing chess was developed to persuade Mr. Lin to back off. Mr. Lin didn’t want to play with him anymore.

“Tangtang, come with me. I’ll give you the item,” Mr. Lin called out to Lin Gantang.

Lin Gantang followed him upstairs.

In the room, Mr. Lin took out the household register and asked her, “To be honest, did the doctor really say that Yanqing’s eyes have improved?”

Mr. Lin was afraid that she would only report the good news and not the bad.

His concerned expression made Lin Gantang’s heart pound. She didn’t want to hide it from him. “It’s really getting better. But the doctor said that Yanqing’s recovery is a little slow. He did another checkup.”

“There was no problem?”

“They haven’t found any problems for the time being.”

Mr. Lin did not ask further.

Lin Gantang reached out to take the household register in his hand, but Mr. Lin held it tightly and refused to let go.

“Dad?” Lin Gantang was puzzled.

Mr. Lin moved his lips and said hesitantly, “Have you really thought it through? Not thinking about it any further?”

He looked at his daughter who was already slim and elegant, and his emotions were complicated. “Dad likes Yanqing a lot, but you are the one who’s my daughter. If Yanqing is the same as before, Dad will give you the household register without thinking.

“Dad knows that you like him now and never thought of asking you to break up with him.” Mr. Lin admitted that he was selfish, but he was her father. How could he not worry about her lifetime’s happiness? So what if he was a bad person?

“Can’t we wait a little longer? Since he can recover, can’t we wait until he recovers before registering?” Mr. Lin asked..