Lost Lovers

Chapter 37: Xiao Hulin, the gentle scum

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"It's Uncle Xiao's car." Tang Xin glanced back.

Tang Sihuang's expression remained the same, but his eyes dimmed a little, almost imperceptibly. Xiao Hulin is a bad friend of his. He has some abilities, and has a gentle and simple appearance, but in fact he has a full stomach. In short, he is a "gentle scum". What makes Tang Sihuang a little apprehensive is that Xiao Hulin's nose is sharper than a dog's, and he will notice any trouble. Everything is uncertain now, and the theory of the end cannot leak the slightest word. Otherwise, it is tantamount to setting yourself on fire.

Seeing Xiao Hulin catching up and driving side by side, Tang Sihuang didn't stop and only rolled down the windows.

"Hey, Si Huang, are you coming back from outside? Where did you go to play?" Xiao Hulin joked lying on the window. Open your eyes wide, "Did you really go out to play?"

"Uncle Xiao." Both Tang Xin and Tang Miao greeted Xiao Hulin.

Xiao Hulin's smile suddenly froze, with a hint of helplessness. Every time he met Tang Xin and Tang Miao, he was actually very depressed. Because he was only twenty-eight years old, still very young, but because he was the same generation as Tang Sihuang, he could only be called "uncle" by Tang Xin and Tang Miao.

"Take two children to go camping in the countryside." Tang Sihuang looked calm, seeing a scantily clad woman sitting in the driver's seat of Xiao Hulin's car, Xiao Hulin's left hand was still on the woman's lap, his heart dropped Of course.

Xiao Hulin felt incredible, and looked at Tang Sihuang meaningfully. Judging by the way they were dressed, what he said should be true, but it's hard to imagine a young, stylish man camping with two kids.

"If I knew there was such a fun thing, I would have gone with you."

Tang Sihuang glanced at him sideways, with a smile that was not a smile, and said slowly: "We are going to play as a family, why are you joining in the fun?"

"Tch, it's a good thing we are still good friends for saying such things," Xiao Hulin said, "How could you think of going to the countryside on such a hot day? It's not too hot." It's better to sit in an air-conditioned room if you have that leisure time enjoy the cool. Looking at those people who had to go out on the street outside, the women were okay, holding parasols, sunglasses, and short skirts, very cool; the big men were always holding umbrellas, and they were sweating profusely in the sun.

Tang Xin smiled and said, "Uncle Xiao, Dad rarely takes us out to play. What if you say that and he doesn't take us out to play in the future?"

Tang Miao and Tang Xin sat side by side, but Tang Xin blocked him from talking to Xiao Hulin, so he didn't open his mouth.

Tang Sihuang glanced at the rearview mirror, thinking that he was still uncomfortable because of the nightmare last night, so he handed over a bottle of water.

"Thank you, Daddy." Tang Miao reacted a little slowly, took a moment to take it, and leaned against the car window again, looking distracted.

Xiao Hulin jokingly said, "How could it be? I think Si Huang looks like a twenty-four filial father at the moment."

Tang Miao heard his teasing, smiled at his curved eyes, and said nothing.

Xiao Hulin was taken aback by his smile, wondering why he didn't realize that Si Huang's youngest son smiled so cutely before. Seeing that he couldn't ask anything, he chatted with Tang Xin again, took a step first, and then thought about it seriously, but still felt something was wrong. Forget about Tang Xin, who grew up beside Tang Sihuang, but Tang Sihuang and his youngest son Tang Miao have never been close. How could Tang Sihuang suddenly start parent-child activities? Although he and Tang Sihuang are good friends, sometimes he can't understand Tang Sihuang at all.

But this was just an insignificant matter, Xiao Hulin didn't think too much, and seriously considered whether he should take his beauties to the countryside to breathe fresh air if he had time.