Looking at Fang Yuan who fell in his arms: "You brought this to your door yourself."
He moved his hands forward and locked Fang Yuan tightly.
"Little boss, I haven't found any balloons for you yet."
"Not in a hurry."
Fang Yuan held Ye Haoran's hands with both hands, trying to break free of his hands.
The constantly twisting body stimulated Ye Haoran until Fang Yuan felt the stab in his back.
Immediately I didn't dare to move anymore.
"Little boss, you don't want to be here, do you?" Fang Yuan's face froze and he felt something was wrong.
As the buttons fell off one by one, Fang Yuan was extremely embarrassed.
Although she was almost taken down before, she was the little boss who took the initiative to tease him, but she never thought about having a picnic!
At any rate, it's okay to get a boat.
In the cramped space, the two squeezed in.
As the shelves creaked, the temperature in the warehouse rose sharply.
Fang Yuan was exhausted after searching for a balloon for two hours.
Fang Yuan returned to the lobby with sloppy steps: "Xiao Wang, you are on duty by yourself. The little boss will have a swearing-in ceremony tomorrow. I will blow up the balloons for him."
"Okay, Sister Yuan, I'll call you if anything happens."
"good!"
Pregnancy is here, and nothing can stop it.
Ye Haoran, who was enjoying the ride, could see Bai Yu through the moonlight. No wonder she was so thirsty.
If you are over thirty and haven't gotten married yet, it would be strange if you are not thirsty.
And it has the potential to be squeezed dry.
Ye Haoran just wanted to say to her, "Delusion!"
...
At ten o'clock in the middle of the night, Fang Yuan went back to work, and Ye Haoran slept soundly.
The next day.
Bored Ye Haoran was sitting on the lawn of the playground, basking in the sun.
Huang Zhitao was carrying the speech beside him.
Fang Yifan ran over holding a bottle of mineral water.
Putting the water in front of Huang Zhitao, Huang Zhitao pretended not to see it and continued to memorize the manuscript.
"Moisten your throat first when you get on stage."
Huang Zhitao glanced sideways at Fang Yifan, picked up the mineral water and handed it to Ye Haoran: "I asked you to treat me yesterday, and I will give you a bottle of mineral water today."
Ye Haoran looked at Fang Yifan with a smile, took it into his hand and drank directly.
Fang Yifan glared at Ye Haoran, turned to Huang Zhitao and asked, "Are you free tonight?"
"What are you doing?"
"Mission: Impossible 6 is released today. Let's go watch it with a group tonight."
Qiao Yingzi, who was standing in the ordinary position, interrupted curiously: "What are you looking at?"
"Yingzi, Fang Yifan said that we want to watch Mission: Impossible 6 together tonight, will you go?"
"My mother will definitely not let me go."
In order to make an appointment with Huang Zhitao, Fang Yifan gave Qiao Yingzi a crooked idea: "Tell your mother that you have a hearing test at school, and she will definitely let you go."
"I'll give it a try."
Huang Zhitao looked at Ye Haoran who was sitting on the ground: "You go too and take us with you after school."
Ye Haoran rolled his eyes at her: "I'm your driver! Just go as you say."
"Whether you want to go or not, whether you want to go or not."
While talking, he hit Ye Haoran on the head with the speech in his hand.
If this were the case before, Ye Haoran would hit him with two punches.
"Buy tickets for your treat." Ye Haoran wasn't afraid, he just wanted to give her face.
Huang Zhitao stuck out his tongue and said, "You've got to be stingy."
The joke between the two made Fang Yifan's face start to darken.
At each meeting, the swearing-in ceremony begins with the entrance ceremony.
Ye Haoran followed the class formation and walked on the stadium. Needless to say, this feeling was quite new.
His height only fits in the last row, and the person next to him is Ji Yangyang.
"Ye Haoran, tell me where your car was modified."
"Are you rich?"
"My uncle sponsors it."
While the other classmates were shouting slogans, the two of them were running away.
"The modification potential of the Ferrari F8 is limited. The V8 engine has reached its limit and the horsepower cannot be increased. Any modifications are in vain."
"What car can pass you?"
"childish!"
Ji Yangyang became angry when he heard these two words.
After thinking about it, Ye Haoran said: "My recommendation is useless. If you want to be a good driver, you must be familiar with every component on the car. Go to the modification factory to learn about it."
At this time, the phalanx has gathered on the playground, and the principal is mobilizing on the podium.
"Now, I would like to invite the parent representative of the students, the father of classmate Ji Yangyang, Comrade Ji Shengli, from Class 3, Grade 3, to give a speech to everyone!"
Ye Haoran was delighted: "Comrade? What is your father's rank?"
The surrounding students all looked at Ji Yangyang, which made Ji Yangyang very embarrassed.
"His father is very powerful. The district chief is a high official."
The boy on the other side missed Ji Yangyang's secrets.
Ye Haoran turned around and looked at Ji Yangyang with a half-smile.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Ji Yangyang was a little embarrassed by Ye Haoran's look.
"Is your father really the district chief?"
"Yeah!" He responded quietly, as if the district chief had embarrassed him.
"You have to be careful." Ye Haoran reached out and patted him on the shoulder.
Ji Yangyang frowned: "What should I be careful about?"
"You drove a luxury car to show off your wealth, and you were photographed. If this were posted online, your dad would almost be able to retire early."
After hearing Ye Haoran's words, Ji Yangyang was stunned.
He is disobedient, rebellious, and angry that his parents are not around, but that doesn't mean he is willing to cheat on his own father.
Ji Yangyang, who just now was thinking about leaving early and going to his uncle's place to play with cars, felt a little scared at the moment.
He was afraid of bringing disaster to his family and had a bad attitude towards his parents, which was just an expression of rebellion at his age.
His mother Liu Jing knew it very well, so she quickly reconciled with Ji Yangyang.
His father was used to being a leader and had not learned how to get along, which made the family feel awkward.
But these are family matters. If Ji Yangyang really didn't care about family ties, how could he have such a good relationship with his grandparents and uncle?
"Speak out and apologize to your dad. You are not capable of solving this matter, but your dad is."
Ye Haoran didn't want to look back when his family was about to be broken up. By then, it would be too late to regret that his son wanted to support him but refused to be kissed.
He was very envious, even jealous, that Ji Yangyang had such a gentle mother.
Ji Yangyang's instant growth was bought by Liu Jing's mother's life.
District Chief Ji said "Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah!"
"Now we invite student representatives to start the oath-taking ceremony."
Huang Zhitao, who was a little nervous, took a deep breath and glanced at Ye Haoran who was talking and laughing behind him before going on stage.
"Dear leaders, distinguished guests, parents, students, good morning everyone..."
Fang Yifan, who was so attentive, kept snapping photos of Huang Zhitao. Fortunately, there was no flash, otherwise it would have blinded Huang Zhitao's eyes.
Huang Zhitao didn't look at Fang Yifan, and kept staring at Ye Haoran.
Ye Haoran looked over and quietly gave a thumbs up.
Huang Zhitao almost stopped laughing when she saw the gesture Ye Haoran gave her, but luckily she held it back.
"We are willing to be here today to face the upcoming college entrance examination and swear an oath."
After bowing, Huang Zhitao trotted to meet the square formation of his class.
"Hey, look up there!"
Ye Haoran said to Ji Yangyang and pointed with his hand.
Ji Yangyang followed his gaze and saw that it was Fang Yifan, sitting on the concierge shed taking pictures.
Just as he was about to say something, Fang Yifan slipped down, frightening Ji Yangyang.
Fortunately, Fang Yifan reached out quickly and firmly grasped the shelf on the edge of the concierge shed.
