Chapter 88 Cunning

Since Yan Qian returned to this home in high school, she has always felt a strange feeling of being out of place. There is no sense of belonging to her at all. She cannot integrate into this home, and this home has never truly accepted her.

Perhaps it is because of this that she is so persistent in her father and even develops feelings beyond her blood relationship.

Even though she knew this relationship was a mistake, Yan Qian didn't want to change it and would not regret it.

But, it would be great if there was only dad in this family.

When Yan Qian brought out the dishes prepared by her father, Yan Hao jumped down from the upper floor with a bang and complained from a distance: The rice is cooked so slowly, I am almost starving to death.

Zhao Tian, ​​who was originally sitting on the sofa playing with her mobile phone, heard her son crying about being hungry, so she quickly put down her cell phone and sat upright and said: It’s my sister to cook tonight, and she is not a familiar person, so it’s normal to be slower.

Zhao Tian knew that Yan Qichi had also entered the kitchen, but with his cold personality, at most, he would help him with something and ask him to cook, which was even harder than climbing to the sky.

Can't order takeout?Can she eat what she cooks?Yan Hao said disgustedly.

At this time, Yan Qichi walked out of the kitchen while wiping his hands. When he heard this, his face suddenly calmed down and he said coldly: If you don’t want to eat, don’t eat it, no one asks you to eat.

Yan Hao was afraid of Yan Qichi since he was a child, so he suddenly learned a lesson and did not dare to move. He stood there and shrank his neck, either moving forward or retreat, and was too cowardly.

Yan Qian sneered in her heart and turned back to the kitchen to serve her meal.

Yan Qichi is now unable to listen to others' arrangements at all. People who are too lazy to say a word at home will say again: I made dinner. If you have any opinions, can you starve to death in half an hour?

Zhao Tian, ​​who was still sitting on the sofa, looked green and green, and he spoke embarrassedly to smooth things over. What can you say? You are willing to cook, but we are not happy. Haohao is young and speaks without any restraint. Why is he still skating with a child? Husband, come and help me, I can't stand up because my feet hurt.

At the end, I even sold it miserably.

Yan Qichi was still standing at the dining table without moving. He glanced at Yan Hao coldly and said: 6th grade is not young anymore, Yan Hao, go and help your mother.

Yan Hao's fat body trembled for a moment, and he quickly turned around and went to the sofa to help Zhao Tian. Zhao Tian's face was not very good, but he still asked him to support him to the dining table and sit down.

The atmosphere was depressing when the meal was eaten. In the middle, Zhao Tian tried to talk to Yan Qichi, but the other party was wearing Zhang Bingshan's face and was too lazy to speak. Zhao Tian turned around and talked to Yan Qian. Yan Qian also asked her a few perfunctory words and then ate seriously.

Zhao Tian felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart, and he felt that the father and daughter seemed to be getting further and further away from this home.

After dinner, Yan Hao quickly retreated back to the room. He was really afraid of Yan Qichi.

As soon as Yan Qian packed up the dining table, she heard Zhao Tian calling Yan Qichi again, "Husband, help me upstairs, sweating all over, I want to take a shower."

The word "husband" is really particularly harsh to Yan Qian.

She originally thought that she would go back to the home of C University after dinner. Now that she saw Zhao Tian’s appearance, Yan Qian didn’t want to leave anymore. She wiped her hands and walked out of the kitchen and said to Zhao Tian: Mom, I’ll help you up and go to the bathroom to help you.

Zhao Tian was just about to take this opportunity to see if he could repair his relationship with Yan Qichi. Without thinking, he said: Your father is very strong, let him help me.

Yan Qian smiled brightly and said deliberately: Mom, do you dislike me for being clumsy?My mother is injured, and I want to contribute to you too.After saying that, she also looked disappointed.

She really didn't want to see her father being ordered by Zhao Tian, ​​and she didn't want her father to see Zhao Tian take a shower, so Yan Qian could only do these things.

When passing by his father, Yan Qian touched his arm and twisted it quickly and vigorously, thinking that she would settle the score with you later, hum!

Yan Qichi was sitting on a chair at the dining table, looking casually at the information on his phone. Suddenly, he was pulled by his little lover. While the pain came from his arm, the genitals in his crotch also moved, and then he slowly became an erection.

Yan Qichi: ...

Has he become so indifferent now?

Zhao Tian couldn't tell Yan Qian, and couldn't call Yan Qichi, so he could only accept his fate and helped her upstairs, and then took care of her for bathing.

Yan Qian has a good attitude and her movements are also very straightforward, and she has a smiling face throughout the whole process.

But Zhao Tian felt inexplicably depressed, very, very depressed. She was right to fall and hurt her leg, but Yan Qian's attitude of taking care of her made Zhao Tian have the illusion that she was almost buried.

Yan Qian was busy in Zhao Tian’s room for almost an hour. She left the room until she took Zhao Tian to bed and lay down. Before going out, she did not forget to say: Mom, I will live at home tonight. If you want to get out of bed, send me a message.

Zhao Tian was completely useless by her, and waved her hand to ask her to rest quickly. In fact, she was driving people away.

When Yan Qian turned around and opened the door, her smile quickly disappeared from her face.

As soon as she came out, she saw Yan Qichi standing by the wall, looking at her silently. Yan Qian pouted and ignored him, but before she could lift her feet and walk away, the man was pressed to the wall and kissed her hard.

Um...

Yan Qian was startled. Unexpectedly, her father would kiss her outside her mother's door. Just as she was about to struggle, her father rudely pulled open her belt and leaned in.