As soon as Tang Miao entered the door, she saw Tang Sihuang sitting in the living room. He had already changed his clothes. His white home clothes made him look a little less sharp than usual.
"Daddy, why is it so early today?" There were other people in the living room, and Tang Miao didn't pay attention to who they were, so she walked up to Tang Sihuang and was about to sit next to him.
Tang Sihuang looked at his dirty clothes and narrowed his eyes in disgust: "Go take a bath first."
Tang Miao felt that she was hurt, as if she didn't hear it, she sat down on her buttocks, and deliberately squeezed beside Tang Sihuang, then hugged him sideways, and pretended to lean towards Tang Sihuang for a kiss.
Tang Sihuang stared at his dirty face, paused for a moment, his brows were still frowning, but he still hugged him, kissed him quickly on the lips, let go randomly, and said: "Go take a bath! "
Tang Miao was satisfied at this point, got up and walked upstairs, caught a glimpse of Tang Wen and the others from the corner of her eyes, looked at him playfully, smiled at them without hesitation, and said, "Uncle Wen, you have worked hard. Go up" and walked upstairs quickly.
Tang Xin looked at the dirt near Tang Sihuang's jacket pocket that Tang Miao rubbed up, but Tang Sihuang just glanced at it and ignored it, sighing secretly.
"Daddy." Tang Miao came down quickly.
Tang Sihuang immediately frowned when he saw his wet, dripping hair.
"Why panic? No one is urging you."
"It's okay, I'm just curious, why did you come back so early today?"
Taking a dry towel from Tang Miao, let Tang Miao sit beside him, and Tang Sihuang wiped his hair carefully. Spring is the easiest time to catch a cold, and he doesn't want to see this guy sick again. Although Tang Xin grew up beside him, he didn't take care of him personally, so he didn't know much about how to take care of children. I remember that when Tang Miao first came here, she swam in the swimming pool for too long, and the wind blew after she came out, and she burned in a mess at night. Her face looked weak at first, but it looked even more pitiful after being flushed by the high heat. Lying so quietly, motionless on the white pillow, Tang Sihuang felt pain in his heart just by looking at it.
Daddy probably had never done this kind of thing for others, and his strength was a little too strong, which occasionally made his scalp hurt, but Tang Miao was still smiling, and the happiness in his eyes almost didn't blind the eyes of others.
Tang Wen and the others pretended to be doing or thinking about their own affairs, but their attention was still involuntarily shifted to Tang Miao and Tang Sihuang. At the beginning, they were indeed a little awkward about the intimate behavior of the two bosses, but now, they can also experience that kind of happiness. I only hope that the two of them can always be so warm, which is also a kind of comfort for them and inspirational. Even in the last days, they can see hope.
"Sir, why don't we talk at another time?" Tang Wen said, obviously joking.
There were no outsiders around, and Tang Miao was not someone who would care about other people's gazes. She didn't feel uncomfortable on her face, and asked again: "Uncle Wen, did something happen outside today?"
"Well," Tang Wen's expression was complicated, like happy, but also sad, "We caught two fat sheep outside."
Tang Miao smiled: "Isn't that a good thing? Why do you have such an expression? Everyone hasn't eaten fresh meat for a long time, so they just slaughtered and ate it." Although he was joking, he had a bad feeling in his heart. If it was just an ordinary sheep, Tang Wen couldn't have reacted like this.
"The two sheep are ordinary goats, each at least one hundred and fifty catties, and the two horns are especially long." Tang Sihuang rubbed his hair a few more times until it stopped dripping. Comb his curly hair casually, and pass the towel to Aunt Chun.
Tang Miao froze for a moment. As far as he knows, goats are relatively small animals, generally no more than one hundred catties. In other words, this sheep is mutated? He immediately thought of the "mad bird" and "mad dog" he had seen, and he was even more sure of his guess.
He looked back at Tang Sihuang: "Daddy, what do you think? Kill them, or raise them first to observe and observe?" He was sure that Tang Sihuang's arrest was only his intention.
"One was killed for experimentation, and it has been kept first. By the way, let someone report the situation to the higher-ups." Tang Sihuang stroked his curly hair again, as if to see if it worked. To test mutton, you can only use dogs, so there is no need to tell Tang Miao.
This is a way, Tang Miao added: "Report anonymously."
"Don't worry," Tang Sihuang hooked his lips and wrapped his arms around his waist, "What are you up to today?"
Tang Wu asked curiously: "Young master, are those people we saw outside your subordinates?"
Tang Miao nodded, and said with some regret: "Well, there are fifteen in total, and only eight are left in the end."
Tang Sihuang said lightly: "More than half, it's a good result."
Very special comfort. Tang Miao was taken aback for a moment, then smiled.
Tang Wen suddenly sighed and stood up: "No, my resistance has deteriorated."
"What do you mean?" Tang Miao was puzzled.
Tang Wen pretended to explain: "Resistance to happiness."
Everyone laughed.
Tang Chun smiled and said: "Now that you have settled down, Tang Wen, Tang Wu, Zhang Wang, you can also think about lifelong affairs. The young master is too. Sir, what do you think?"
Tang Wen and the others were embarrassed. Tang Xin was shocked and looked at Uncle Chun speechlessly.
Tang Sihuang nodded: "If you meet the right one, you can settle down. Don't worry about the house, it will get better and better in the future."
Tang Miao said to Tang Xin enthusiastically: "Tang Xin, don't be shy, settle down when you meet the right one. Give me a nephew to play with."
Everyone couldn't help laughing again, and turned to Tang Xin, wanting to see a good show.
Tang Xin rubbed her forehead: "Tang Miao, I must remind you. One, I'm not yet twenty; two, my son is not your toy."
Tang Miao said indifferently: "That's fine, you can give Daddy a grandson for fun."
What a difference! Everyone slandered in unison.
Tang Xin stood up silently, and bowed gracefully: "I think, I'd better go back to my room to rest." In case anyone couldn't help it, he punched Tang Miao.
"Like children?" Tang Sihuang's eyes darkened, he asked nonchalantly, his arms around Tang Miao tightened.
Tang Miao was taken aback, and quickly explained: "It's okay. I'm mainly worried that when we get old, there will be no one to take care of us. Daddy, you let Tang Xin have two sons, and give us one when the time comes."
Just as Tang Xin stepped up the stairs, he staggered and almost fell. As if he didn't hear Tang Miao's words, he went up to the second floor in two or three steps.
Tang Sihuang didn't expect Tang Miao to have thought so far, and his heart was a little sour, but also joyful and moved. Because he was older than Tang Miao, he had always taken it for granted that he should tolerate Tang Miao, and that Tang Miao should be thoughtful and detailed first when encountering anything. Today, he suddenly understood that in terms of their feelings, they were equal. Tang Miao's contribution, whether it is action or thought, is not necessarily less than him.
He knew that Tang Miao was very mature in his heart, and since he decided to be with him, it was serious. But these words, which were tantamount to a promise, made his heart more stable. The age gap is an established fact, no matter how powerful he is, he cannot change it. The only thing that can be done about this is to strengthen physical exercise and maintain a relaxed mood, and the second is to make the diet more regular.
Tang Miao didn't care much about age. If others didn't tell him, he would have forgotten that Tang Sihuang was ten years older than him. Because the current Tang Sihuang looks very young. Although he is thirty-six years old, he looks less than thirty. This is because Tang Sihuang was born in a wealthy family. He has no worries about food and clothing since childhood and has a good physical foundation. Because he is relatively self-disciplined, he rarely smokes or drinks alcohol. On the other hand, it is actually related to the food and water in the space. The poultry, vegetables and fruits nourished by the unique aura of the space are all rich in nutrients, especially water, they all help the body's metabolism and will subtly transform the human body. Although it will not reach the level of immortality, it is not a problem to delay Tang Sihuang's aging by seven or eight years.
Tang Sihuang didn't know that the food in the space had this effect, but he was sure that the food would bring benefits, so since he knew the existence of the space, all the water he drank came from the strange well of the space, and he didn't eat less fruit.
Tang Wen and others felt that the atmosphere in the living room was getting more and more uncomfortable, so they found excuses to leave one after another. As for the crazy sheep, let's talk about it later.
Tang Sihuang became more and more satisfied with his subordinates, and when the last one left, he couldn't help pressing Tang Miao on the sofa.
"Miao, your suggestion of asking Tang Wen and the others to find a partner is a very correct suggestion."
"Ah?" Tang Miao was speechless. He originally thought that flirting was a matter of course, so he was always on guard against letting Tang Sihuang mess around in the living room. Who knew that he was acting affectionate, and the resistance posture he put on was wasted.
Tang Sihuang continued: "That way, I will have an excuse to drive them out, and then we can do some things we love in the living room, dining room, and even the kitchen."
Low, laughing whispers rang in his ears, coupled with those irritating words, Tang Miao reacted instantly, glaring at him angrily, but there was a bit of longing in his heart, his right leg involuntarily lifted, his calf Rubbing against Tang Sihuang slightly.
Tang Sihuang let out a muffled laugh, with obvious complacency, leaning over to press him down, holding his lips in his mouth, suppressing the boiling desire, tossing and sucking, and after a long time, he took a deep breath and carried him on his shoulders , step upstairs.
Tang Miao's stomach hurts from being coughed, and she wanted to yell at him, but she was afraid of drawing people in other rooms out, so she could only curl her lips in aggrieved manner, and suddenly let out a smirk, and raised her left foot on Tang Sihuang's waist and abdomen. There was a slight kick from below.
Hearing Tang Sihuang gasp and feeling his pace become more urgent, Tang Miao suddenly regretted it. Isn't he stupid? Isn't this adding fuel to the fire