Dragon King’s Son-In-Law

Chapter 489: It doesn’t matter if we sleep together~~

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Leaving the valley, Hao Ren and Xiao Bai returned to the first level, and then back to Brooklyn, New York. wWw,QuanBeN-XiaoShuo,com

Entering the room through the window, Hao Ren removed the red barrier, messed up the bed, and pretended to have slept here all night.

Sure enough, not long after, Hao Zhonghua knocked on the door.

"Aren, have you gotten up?" Hao Zhonghua shouted.

"Just got up!" Hao Ren yawned and opened the door.

Hao Zhonghua looked over Hao Ren's shoulder, looked at Hao Ren's bed, and then glanced at Hao Ren's expression, "Yu Jia's mother has made breakfast, go down and eat."

"Well, I'm going to wash my face and brush my teeth." Hao Ren walked to the bathroom on the second floor.

"Were you not in your room last night?" Hao Pinghua suddenly asked.

"Huh?" Hao Ren looked at Hao Zhonghua with some surprise and caution.

"I originally wanted to have a father-son conversation with you and talk in private, but you were not in the room yesterday." Hao Zhonghua continued.

"This..." Hao Ren didn't know how to explain it, and he always felt that something was going to be bad.

"Is it in Yujia's room?" Hao Zhonghua asked slowly, staring at Hao Ren's eyes and nose.

"No..." As soon as Hao Ren uttered a word, Hao Zhonghua interrupted Hao Ren, "There are only a few rooms. If it's not my room, it must be in Yujia's room. It's normal for you to be young and impulsive at your age. Dad is. I hope you won’t let Yujia down.”

Hao Zhonghua's words were quite calm, and his eyes were also very meaningful.

Hao Ren looked at him and really didn't know what to say. Indeed, according to conventional thinking, it was impossible for him to jump out of the window on the second floor, and he did not have the key to the house. It was impossible to sneak out and come back secretly. The only possibility was that Hao Ren stayed in Xie Yujia's room.

When Hao Zhonghua was Hao Ren's age, he already had Hao Ren, so he could "understand" Hao Ren.

"Men must be responsible." Hao Zhonghua patted Hao Ren on the shoulder and walked toward the stairs.

"Uh." Hao Ren looked at his generous back and hesitated for a few seconds. "Thinking about it again, he felt that his father's words were not completely unreasonable.

After washing up, Hao Ren went to the restaurant on the first floor to eat breakfast cooked by Xie Yujia's mother. Xie Yujia walked down from the second floor.

She wears white slippers, denim shorts and a neat white shirt. She has a bit of a free and easy American girl feel, but also has a gentleness unique to oriental girls.

"Haha, Yujia" Why did you sleep so late? "Hao Zhonghua, who was drinking milk, greeted Xie Yujia warmly.

He already knew what Hao Ren, the "bad boy," did, so he was more kind to Xie Yujia.

"I chatted with my mother yesterday and went to bed very late." Xie Yujia answered with a smile.

Her smile is as sweet as milk.

"With mom..." She was a little confused and immediately asked, "Then where does your dad sleep?"

"He slept in my room. My mother and I had a private conversation between mother and daughter, so he went to sleep in my room." Xie Yujia walked up to Hao Zhonghua with a smile and said calmly.

A private conversation between mother and daughter... Hao Ren drank the milk, thinking why it was so funny...

He looked up again and looked at Xie Yujia, who looked like a newly ripened red apple." He couldn't help but wonder what kind of private conversation was going on between Xie Yujia and her mother...

He didn't care about the missed conversation between him and his father. Hao Ren could tell what Hao Zhonghua was going to talk about by just thinking about it with his fingers.

Hao Zhonghua looked at Xie Yujia and then at Hao Ren. He was a little confused even with his "world's best brain"... Xie Yujia chatted with his mother. Hao Ren was not in the room, so where did he sleep

He turned to look at the two-meter-tall Xie Wanjun who was eating buttered bread at the table, and immediately looked back.

This kid, I guess I was in the bathroom both times I went there... I thought he was in Yujia's room. "It makes me so happy" Hao Zhonghua said in his heart.

"Today, let's go out and have a look! There are some pretty good cafes!" Xie Ming said enthusiastically.

Last night, Xie Yujia whispered to her mother all night, forcing her father to go to another room, which made him a little helpless. However, he was still very happy that his daughter could come back to stay with her parents, especially his old friend Hao Zhonghua and him. His sons also came to his home as guests, so he had to find ways to entertain them.

Hao Zhonghua has been to New York several times, and he is actually very familiar with New York. When he came to New York before, he met Xie Ming by chance on the road, and the two families finally regained contact.

Now, it is a pleasure for the two of them to take their children to travel around New York City together.

It's a pity that Yue Yang doesn't come, she prefers little A'Zi... Hao Fenghua thought with some regret.

They often have arguments about scientific methods, but when it comes to life, they always have the same opinions and there is no quarrel.

But... After many years of harmonious life, they suddenly had differences on the issue of Xie Yujia or Zhao Yanzi.

"Yes! Our two families went to play together! It's a pity that Yue Yang didn't come!" Cheng Qian took off her apron and said with some regret.

Her relationship with Yue Yang was also very good back then. Hao Zhonghua and Xie Ming were discussing some important national affairs, and the two women would talk about children while packing their things.

Cheng Qian still misses these black and white memories from more than ten years ago when she thinks about them now.

If Yue Yang comes to New York this time, as their two mothers, they can directly determine the lifelong events of their two children. While Cheng Qian sighed that she could not see Yue Yang, there was another layer of regret in her heart.

"Coming into summer is the most complicated time for climate change in coastal areas. Yueyang has just been promoted to deputy director of the Provincial Meteorological Bureau this year. He has a higher rank and heavier responsibilities than me. He will definitely not be able to leave." Hao Zhonghua said with a somewhat self-deprecating smile. .

In fact, Yue Yang personally prefers Zhao Yanzi, but she still has a lot of affection for Xie Yujia's family. On the surface, she is a little angry with Hao Zhonghua, but if she has time, she is still willing to come to New York to see Xie Ming and Cheng Qian. .

"Okay, don't think I don't know. She is older than you outside the home, and you are older than her at home. Who in Yue Yang doesn't support the decision you make?" Xie Ming picked up a bunch of keys, "Let's take you there. Take a look around New York!”

Seeing them teasing each other, Hao Ren and Xie Yujia looked at each other, and then they didn't know what the so-called smile was. . Xie Ming drove the other four of them in a white Chevrolet across the Brooklyn Bridge and went for a stroll in Manhattan.

With Xie Ming, an old New Yorker, leading the way, Hao Ren and Xie Yujia were able to experience a completely different New York style from yesterday's "self-guided tour". When Xie Yujia came to New York for the first time, she was led by her father and had a quick tour of New York. She didn't have a very special feeling. But now with Hao Ren, everything seemed to be fresh. Xie Ming was in a good mood, and he kept throwing out all kinds of interesting allusions, which made Hao Ren couldn't help but admire Xie Yujia's father's profound knowledge. If Xie Ming's father didn't do business, he would definitely become a well-known scholar! Xie Yujia approached Hao Ren and looked at the two figures reflected in the glass of various display windows. She cherished the good time with Hao Ren.

From the little brother when he was a child to the Hao Ren today, they formed a perfect circle.

Suddenly, Xie Yujia saw a beautiful girl wearing a miniskirt in the reflection of the window.

A crisp voice, word by word, sounded behind Hao Ren and the others. !

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