Seven Nights of Forbidden Love: Good Morning, Chief!

"Thank you, I am not." Tang Yi shrank back, pulled up the quilt, and said coldly; "I don't mind, you call my original surname."

"The last name is Tang." Tang Yan said, "Although the beginning of the story is not so beautiful, but at any rate, you will have my last name after all."

"Mr. Tang, the door is over there, please get out as soon as possible." Tang Yi rolled over, completely refusing to talk nonsense with him.

Let those who dare to swear, if the nonsense continues, it will not be a question of who and whose surname is. It may be that when the time comes, even the second child will run out.

Today Tang Yan, there is nothing he can do.

Don't be too shameless, there is no bottom line.

Tang Yi thought sullenly, until the door closed, she breathed a sigh of relief, lay on the bed, and slowly opened her eyes. Now, she was starting to be a little curious.

What will these two people do when they get together?

She doesn't doubt that person's IQ.

It should be said that she did not dare to doubt.

Having done so long for the Tang family, he has cultivated his abilities all by himself, and survived outside, he is also more capable and grasping.

Is it just that charming princess?

How did she suffer from this?

She also couldn't think of a way to do it.

Hopefully, she can give her a little bit more strength, and then, it's best to just take off that person and back off.

In this way, she won't be troublesome.

The conscience of heaven and earth, now she is really afraid of trouble finding the door.

So, hide if you can.

If you can't hide, then you can only admit that you are unlucky.

Tang Yi secretly puffed himself up.

However, when she thought of those silly things, she couldn't help but roll her eyes.

It's terrible.

She didn't want to cause trouble, but those troubles came to her one by one.

Could it be that I really complied with that sentence, the more you don't want to cause trouble, the easier it is to get into trouble?

If it was that way, then she would really be infinitely sad.

Tang Yi sighed again.

Pull up the quilt and cover his head.

No matter, go to sleep.

...

Tang Yan returned to the study. As a result, he saw Tang Siyi sitting on the sofa in the study, holding a fairy tale book, reading with gusto.

Seeing Tang Yan coming in, she obediently put down the book in her hand and shouted: "Dad."

"Why haven't you slept yet?" Tang Yan walked over, sat opposite her, glanced at the fairy tale book, and asked curiously: "Who gave it to you?"

His family has fairy tale books, but children from Tang Siyi don't like to read such things at all.

Tang Siyi blinked, and said softly: "I brought it from my younger brother. I can't understand the books my younger brother reads. I can only understand this. Then, I took it back."

"...Also."

Tang Yan looked at the fairy tale book, surprised and curious at the same time; "This, is your little brother giving you this?"

"Oh, yes."

"Is it his book?"

"Yes."

"..."

It's strange.

Tang Yan thought of the relish boy holding a foreign-language original book, and then he thought of the obsessive look he was holding a fairy tale book, and there was no way to connect the two people together.

This is too abnormal.

In any case, he couldn't imagine that Qin Yu would be a fairy tale book reader.