The Little Sunflower Essence of the Doomsday Boss [ Danmei MTL ]

136: Resurrection, You Can't Go Anywhere Tonight!

Qin Xiaohan's mobile phone was full of his photos. 

Cheng Yuan looked through it for a long time. He didn't know what environment he took some photos in, and he had no impression at all.

But every one can feel Qin Xiaohan's love.

Cheng Yuan's eyes were getting redder and his nose was sore.

He really let Qin Xiaohan down for a long time, it's too bad.

Cheng Yuan felt more and more regretful for his previous behavior, why did he treat Qin Xiaohan like that?

He had memories of some photos, which were taken secretly when he was with He Tianyang. He could still remember the scene at that time, but there was no He Tianyang in the photos, so it was obvious that Qin Xiaohan had deliberately cropped them.

This made Cheng Yuan want to laugh again.

My heart was sour and soft, although he couldn't hold back his tears, but he still couldn't help but start sniffing.

The three people who were staying in the living room were shocked to find that their sister-in-law was crying!

What the fuck? Fuck, fuck, fuck!

Sister-in-law crying? What to do? What to do? What to do!

A line of cold sweat slid down the fat man's forehead, and looked at Huang Mao in horror.

Huang Mao was even more flustered than him, holding a pillow in front of him, fidgeting, as if a knife was stuck under his butt.

Liu Wu coughed and handed a pack of tissues to the sister-in-law.

He was embarrassed to approach, and when he got to the distance where could put down the tissue, he let go as soon as he put the tissue down.

"Thank you." Cheng Yuan's eyes were full of water vapor, his nose was blocked, and his voice was muffled.

Liu Wu couldn't help but ran to the kitchen and said cautiously, "Boss, sister-in-law is crying."

Then he saw that their always cold and calm boss was obviously confused, threw the knife in his hand, and walked hurriedly to the living room. He took a few steps to the sofa, squatted in front of the beautiful boy, and softened his voice and coaxed nervously.

"Baby, why are you crying?"

This voice, this expression, is it really their boss!

Fatty yellow-haired Liu Wu was aroused with goosebumps.

Their eldest brother is too nauseous.

Cheng Yuan's eyes were red and he held up his mobile phone, "Why did you take so many pictures of me? I don't even know."

Is it because of this? Qin Xiaohan was relieved.

He took off his apron, sat on the sofa, grabbed the boy's slender waist with his two big palms, and lifted him up easily and placed it on his sturdy thighs.

Just as he was coaxing him before, Qin Xiaohan's thighs were still slightly upside down.

Qin Xiaohan wiped his tears and chuckled, "Of course you don't know, it's okay if you know, your brother will be beaten to death by your little fist."

Because in fact, if Qin Xiaohan's secret filming of him was exposed at that time, he would definitely be beaten by himself.

Thinking of this, Cheng Yuan felt more and more guilty.