When the sky was bright, Yu Han also yawned.

She was wearing pink pajamas and long-sleeved trousers. In the villa where all corners are controlled by central air conditioning, she will not be hot.

Yu Han got up and went to the kitchen as planned.

But when she went downstairs and saw the busy back in the kitchen, she stopped immediately.

Lin Feinian skillfully fried the fried dumplings.

The dumplings are instant food he took from the refrigerator, and the price is marked on it, with a three-digit price per bag.

In addition to fried dumplings, Lin Feinian also cooked white porridge and some other foods, all of which were the tastes of Lin Jincheng and Yu Han that he had observed recently.

The smell of fried dumplings wafted out of the pot, Lin Feinian lifted the lid of the pot to check the degree of doneness, and then put it on a plate and served it out.

As soon as he turned around with this plate of fried dumplings, he saw Yu Han standing at the door of the kitchen.

Lin Feinian didn't expect Yu Han to wake up so early, so he was surprised.

"Mom." Lin Feinian shouted.

Yu Han looked to Lin Feinian's side, where porridge was still boiled in a casserole, and the smell of rice noodles kept rushing to the tip of his nose.

She stepped forward and helped Lin Feinian bring another plate of small buns.

The two walked out of the kitchen together and put the breakfast on the table.

Yu Han said: "Why do you wake up so early, you are so busy a while ago, you should sleep more."

Lin Feinian said it again tirelessly: "If I go to bed early, I wake up early."

And, vacations like this are rare times.

Once you develop the habit of sleeping more in the short term, it will be a difficult time when you really get busy.

"Mom got up too early. My brother said that you like to go to bed after eleven o'clock, so you should sleep more in the morning."

"Niannian and Yan Zhou have a very good relationship." Yu Han dragged Lin Feinian to the table and sat down.

She joked about Huo Yanzhou and her children who she took care of and grew up.

"I knew that every year, did Yan Zhou say he liked you?"

Lin Feinian hesitated for a moment, and lowered his voice a little: "I know."

Yu Han asked: "Did Niannian like Yan Zhou?"

Lin Feinian shook his head very fast, as if he would be hit by something if he clarified a second later.

"A brother is just a brother."

Lin Feinian said six words without beginning or end, but Yu Han immediately understood the meaning.

Yu Han sighed: "Forget it, I can't figure out the complicated relationship between you young people."

"However, I also know Yan Zhou's character. Whether he likes it or not, Yan Zhou can protect you in the future."

Both she and Lin Jincheng could see clearly that Lin Feinian was obviously unwilling to inherit the family business.

And they failed to raise Lin Feinian to grow up, and they are not qualified to ask Lin Feinian to accept this huge and troublesome company.

The porridge in the pot was still boiling, and the other breakfasts were almost done.

Lin Feinian sat in the restaurant and talked with Yu Han

Yu Han changed the subject: "What are you going to do today every year? If you feel bored, you can ask your little uncle to take you to play, but you are not allowed to follow Yu Qing in racing, that is too dangerous."

The three-day vacation was hard-won, and Lin Feinian planned it for himself early.

He snapped his fingers and told Yu Han about his plan.

"I'm going to the hotel in the morning, and go to dance practice with the captain; I may have dinner with them outside at noon; I will arrange music with the captain in the afternoon; I should come back for dinner in the evening."

Before Yu Han gave birth to Lin Feinian, she was also in the art troupe, so she knew the importance of practicing dancing every day.

But she still feels distressed.

"It's so tiring to go back and forth all the time." Yu Han slapped her hands.

"The villa next door also belongs to our family. It has been renovated. Why don't you let your teammates live here? It will be much more convenient for you to practice dancing and eat."

next door?

Lin Feinian wanted to look at the next door, but when his eyes hit the painting on the wall, he realized that it was indoors.

"There is a large empty room on the third floor next door, which can also be used for dancing," Yu Han said.

Lin Feinian nodded: "I'll ask them."

Huo Yanzhou didn't come down for breakfast.

Lin Jincheng put down his chopsticks: "It must be going to bed late again, young people just rely on their health to mess around."

Yu Han rolled his eyes at him: "If you don't push the company affairs to him, Yan Zhou won't be so tired."

Lin Jincheng felt guilty and coughed in embarrassment.

"I'll help him deal with it today, okay."

"That's your own business, what do you mean helping him handle it?" Yu Han said with a straight face.

She is somewhat similar to Lin Feinian, her demeanor is cold when she is not smiling.

There is no charm when you look at others with cold eyes.

Lin Feinian was casually eating porridge.

Sha city is much more boring than Sea City. Even staying in an air-conditioned room all day in the high temperature makes Lin Feinian's appetite much lower.

After breakfast, Qi Jun's news came back.

Knowing that his teammates had woken up, Lin Feinian asked them if they would like to stay in the villa area for a few days.

When Mei Liu heard this, she thought it would be convenient for dancing practice, so she didn't stop her, so she took Wang Ming and Li Yun and packed their suitcases and sent them over.

Lin Feinian spent the whole morning under intensive dance practice.

Sweat dripped from his forehead, and his movements continued unabated, and he spilled the sweat from his forehead while shaking his head.

There is sunlight pouring through the gaps in the trees outside the villa.

A beam of tangible light passed through the window of the room, casting a layer of light on Lin Feinian's sweaty face.

This scene was captured by Song Nanyi who couldn't bear to rest.

Song Nanyi originally planned to take a few photos of the dance practice and post it on Weibo. This is what Mei Liu has been instructing them recently.

st's debut performance is very good, within two months, the topic in the circle has not stopped.

Whether it's Weibo software dedicated to fans, or a small video platform for all ages, their popularity is very high.

On Weibo, the fans of the four of them have all exceeded eight million.

However, the data on Weibo is relatively watery. Although the company has never bought fans for them, this software loves to give users zombie followers.

Song Nanyi's mobile phone has very good pixels, and he clearly captured the sweat dripping on his face.

The sweat droplets were about to be thrown out, and they shone faintly in the sun.

It's very beautiful, obviously it's just a random shot, but it can be used as a magazine poster if you take it out.

It's just that the clarity is far from what the poster needs.

Song Nanyi looked at this perfect photo and shouted at Lin Feinian: "Niannian, I took a photo of you, can I post it on Weibo?"

Lin Feinian and Zhong Jianye have the best physical strength, and they are still insisting on continuing to practice dance.

Hearing Song Nanyi's question, he seized the one-second blank time of the music beat and replied yes.

Song Nanyi happily took this photo and sent a Weibo.

By the time Lin Feinian stopped training to check Weibo, Song Nanyi's Weibo had already exploded.

Lin Feinian opened the comments, and the screen full of shashasha and the emoticons of soybeans licking the screen almost made him doubt his life.

[Sihasha, let me come and lick the sweat off Niannian's face! 】

[[Licking the screen] [Licking the screen] I am super, so astringent and lustful, Lin Feinian's face is really amazing! ! ! 】

[This light is simply a stroke of magic! It seems to wipe off his sweat through the screen]

[[Licking the screen] Don’t say anything, save it, set it as a screen saver]

[I laughed so hard, the entire comment section couldn’t fit together a pair of pants]

[The scene where mother's love goes bad, cub, mom doesn't want to be your mom anymore, mom is quite your girlfriend]

Lin Feinian: ...

He didn't expect Song Nanyi to take photos like this.

In other words, he didn't think there was anything wrong with the photo, but the licking of the screen in the comment area made him blush and dare not speak.

Lin Feinian's eyelashes trembled violently, he clenched his phone tightly, his heart beating non-stop.

He thought so.

Are all the girls now so unrestrained?

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