The Boss Became My Three-year-old Son

In the past few days, Tang Su felt that Yan Jingyang seemed to have changed his temperament.

For example, now, when she just thought of getting up and wanting to pour a glass of water, the tall man stood up first, "What do you want to take?"

Tang Su pursed his lips and said, "I'm a little thirsty, thinking..."

"Wait."

Yan Jingyang moved quickly to pour a cup of warm water, held it in his big slender hand, and handed it to her. The low voice was a little stiff, "Here it is." He paused and asked, "What else do you want to take." ?"

Tang Su looked at him in a daze, fingers stretched out, and pointed to the packet of potato chips on the edge of the coffee table, "I want to eat snacks."

Yan Jingyang followed the direction of her fingers and looked at the bag of potato chips. Ying Ting's eyebrows wrinkled subconsciously, "Junk food, eat less, do I need to tell you the dangers of puffed food?"

"I don't eat it often." Tang Su curled up her small mouth.

She pays attention to skin care, and she also pays attention to health preservation in terms of diet. But after all, she is a girl, no matter where she can stand the temptation of snacks, sometimes she will eat a little if she is greedy.

Now, she is very greedy!

The woman’s white, tender, smooth face with a red mouth, not to mention how beautiful, her slender hands holding water, she took a sip reluctantly, her red lips were stained with moisturizing water all at once, and she was clear. The translucent eyes floated to the coffee table from time to time.

Yan Jingyang's cold face was stern, and he handed her the extremely disgusting package of junk food, "Here you!"

Tang Su happily took the potato chips. She tore open the packaging bag and took out a thin tomato-flavored potato chip. It was crunchy and tasted good. She ate several pieces in a row.

"It's delicious?" Yan Jingyang raised his eyebrows and asked after hearing the "click" chewing for a while.

"Well, do you want it?" Tang Fennen's little tongue couldn't help licking the flavor on his lips. Slender fingers pinched a potato chip and handed it to Yan Jingyang, "Are you eating one?"

Yan Jingyang squeezed the hand of the document, his eyes swept across the lower lip that she had just licked, and landed on her tender fingertips. His tone was not as bad as it used to be, but it was also very hateful. The calories of the flakes need to be run for ten kilometers to be consumed, and the pack you are holding is packed with a lot of packaging, which is equivalent to three packs of ordinary potato chips, which means that you need to run thirty kilometers to consume this. Heat."

Tang Su stared angrily: "..."

what!

This man is so annoying!

Gritting her teeth, she silently put down the thirty kilometers in her hand.

"I suddenly want to drink yogurt!" Tang Su glanced at Yan Jingyang sideways, and murmured in a low voice, but it was enough for the other party to hear: "If you have yogurt now, it would be fine."

"Especially the thick one. I like it best." There is no yogurt in the refrigerator. Tang Su knows it. She just wants to see if Yan Jingyang has really changed her temper.

Turning the document hand, Yan Jingyang's gaze moved to Tang Su on the other side of the sofa. She put her feet on the sofa side by side, hugging the pillow like a little girl, and her dark black hair softly fell on her shoulders. Up, Xiaokou muttered to himself, and a pair of water eyes looked at him longingly.

My heart seemed to be blown gently, slightly cold and itchy.

Yan Jingyang frowned subconsciously, and pressed down this strange and unfamiliar feeling. He put down the file, took out the phone, and ordered a box of yogurt to be sent over to the other end of the phone. He also added a special sentence, making it thick.

"What else do you want?" he asked her.

Tang Su was watched tightly by the man's dark eyes, and her thin face was flushed, "No...no more."

After more than twenty minutes, Qin Hao moved a box of yogurt to the villa.

"Here you are." Yan Jingyang picked up one of the bottles, inserted a straw intimately, and handed it to Tang Su's hand.

"Thanks...thanks." Tang Su was only planning to try him, but he didn't expect that the man was really...obedient.

Qin Hao on the side was still in shock. He had already received a call and was ordered to buy yogurt. He couldn't believe it. At this moment, he saw Yan Jingyang's intimate behavior towards Tang Su. How could he feel so untrue.

Isn't Mr. Yan always disgusted with Miss Tang?

Why, he is still serving Miss Tang personally now, and the yogurt in his hand is not missed to Miss Tang's mouth.

"You can go now." Yan Jingyang was stared at by Qin Hao's surprised gaze, his handsome face tightened, but the roots of his ears were slightly red.

Qin Hao dared to stay wherever he could and left quickly.

At night, the night fell, the white moon was hazy, with a somewhat intoxicating color.

Yan Jingyang has turned into a child. He came out of the shower, and after drying his underwear, he walked to the living room with two short legs.

"Don't move." The immature voice sounded, stopping Tang Su's attempt to stand up.

The little guy ran over quickly, stretched out his little hand and snatched the tissue that Tang Su was holding, then ran to the trash can and threw it away.

He walked back to Tang Su, with a short stature and a shy belly. He looked at her brightly with dark eyes, and asked in a milky voice: "What else do you want me to do? "

Tang Su was stunned, she shook her head quickly, facing the kid, why was she ashamed to order something? There will be a sense of guilt of bullying children. In fact, Yan Jingyang has helped her apply medicine these days, and the bruises on her knees have faded a lot, and she doesn't have that pain when walking.

"It's okay, I'm going to sleep, so go to sleep."

Yan Jingyang pursed his small mouth, he climbed onto the sofa, his small chin lifted, "Kiss."

The cute little face is tender and tender. The reason why he just took a shower is that the little guy wore a messy wet hair and a pajamas with a tiger printed on him. Looking at her with bright big eyes, Tang Su was so cute. Trembling.

She bowed her head and touched his small mouth lightly.

"Well, this is a good night kiss."

"More!" Yan Jingyang looked at her.

Tang Su generously kissed twice, "It's okay."

The little mouth was pursed.

There is satisfaction, but not enough.

Yan Jingyang didn't hum any more, and his **** round eyes glanced at the face of the woman in front of him. He jumped to the ground and went upstairs in his little slippers.

......

When Tang Su got up to make breakfast the next day, he found that Yan Jingyang had come down.

The man is wearing a straight black suit, sitting on the sofa with his waist upright, rigorous and delicate, exuding a charming atmosphere of abstinence.

"You are so early today." Tang Su was a little surprised, as he usually saw him in the morning in the form of a child.

Yan Jingyang put down the newspaper in his hand, he stood up, his long legs wrapped in black suit trousers, he strode away, walked to the side of the dining table, prepared the breakfast that had been placed somewhere, and placed it in Tang Suspiciously, "I have already bought breakfast."

The man curled his thin lips, his cold face became more handsome and charming, "You like it, make a soup bag." The low-yue, clear and magnetic male voice is so good that people's ears are erected.

Tang Su was slightly surprised, but gradually got used to Yan Jingyang's changes these days.

"Ah, that's great. I wanted to eat it yesterday, but I didn't expect to eat it today." She put the buns on a plate, the temperature was still very hot, apparently just recently bought it.

Tang Su drank the soup in the steamed bun, then tore the crystal clear and semi-transparent skin, and took a small bite. She glanced at the man next to her, took a graceful bite of the steamed bun, and chewed slowly, full of self-cultivation.

"Why are you so good today?" Tang Su was eating breakfast with a look of satisfaction.

"Okay?" Yan Jingyang's dark eyes looked at her, and his thin lips raised slightly, "Do you like it?"

"Like me...Is that so?" he asked.

Tang Su recalled his performance these past few days. It was indeed not as annoying as he had at the beginning. She nodded, "Very good." In this way, she can get along well with him, at least until he recovers. Within time, we will get along well.

Yan Jingyang's angular outline softened a bit, "Yes."

She likes it.

After eating breakfast, Tang Su saw that it was late and wanted to rush to school.

She just picked up the textbook and wanted to go out, but Yan Jingyang directly clasped her wrist, "What's the matter?" She turned her head in amazement.

"You forgot, kiss me!" With his big hands hard, Tang Su was caught off guard. He pulled his whole body into his arms. The man's chest was hard and strong. He bumped it hard, and Tang Su subconsciously frowned in pain. .

The softness of the girl's chest is the most delicate, how can it withstand such a collision, especially hers is so prominent. All of a sudden, the pain caused her tears to roll in her eyes.

Yan Jingyang was stunned by the excessive softness first. What he lowered his head saw was that the girl's chest was tightly pressed against his chest, and her eyes were slightly red.

He was a little panicked, and his hard, cold, low voice softened a little bit, "What's wrong? It hurts?" He knew how strong his own body was, and Tang Su was also very squeamish. He didn't control the intensity.

It was okay for the man not to ask, he asked, Tang Su instantly flushed and stared at him angrily, but did not hum. Where can she scold him and hit her chest pain?

Yan Jingyang's attitude of admitting mistakes was very good. He watched her eyes glowing with water, squishy, ​​and she was so aggrieved. His voice was unconsciously softened again, "Sorry, I was not good just now, I will concentrate next time."

The body in his arms was limp, he clasped his hands without letting go, looked at her, and continued: "You forgot to kiss me just now."

The two were close to each other, Tang Su put his hand on his chest, his white face dizzy with a thin layer of rouge, "Let go of your hand first, your ribs hurt my back."

With the iron arms that stretched across her waist, even though she was separated by a layer of shirt fabric, she could feel the powerful muscles underneath.

Yan Jingyang just let go of his hand slightly, he lowered his head, his tall figure enveloped her, "Qin Hao's car is waiting outside, don't worry, I'll take you back to school later."

"Now, you kiss me first." He curled his lips to look at her, his voice low.

The black car stopped outside the villa early in the morning.

Qin Hao watched Yan Jingyang's tall figure walk out, and behind him was Tang Su, who was a slender figure. He had to admit that the two of them walked together, and the immortal looks really matched.

"Go to B first."

"Yes, Mr. Yan."

Tang Su sat leaning against the window, she lowered the window, and the cool breeze in the morning passed by, reducing the heat on her face a bit.

"When school is over in the afternoon, I will pick you up." Yan Jingyang's voice sounded in his ears.

"What's the matter?" She turned her head to look at him.

"I need to go to a party." So I want to take her by my side, "It's a gathering with a few friends."

Tang Su pursed his lips, "Your friend..." Now that he has returned to the company, the news that he is not dead must have spread, and his friends must have known it too. Getting together is normal. of.

"Your friends, don't necessarily want to see me." In memory, his friends, just like him, hated her and didn't have a good impression of her.

"You just need to be by my side." Yan Jingyang looked at her with dark eyes, "No one dares to bully you."

"Ok."

The car quickly drove to the gate of B.

"I got off the car." Tang Su didn't say much, took the textbook and got out of the car directly.

"Tang Su!"

The boy’s clear voice sounded on the other side, and Jiang Baiyan’s white and handsome face was full of smiles. He wore a sky blue shirt today and his whole body became more and more handsome, "Morning."

"Senior Jiang, early." Tang Su responded with a smile, his eyebrows curved into beautiful crescents.

"Drive."

In the black car, the temperature suddenly dropped a few degrees.

Qin Hao didn't dare to hum, and immediately stepped on the accelerator.

Yan Jingyang's dark and cold gaze swept across Tang Su's smiling face, her thin lips pressed into a straight line unhappy.

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