Han Cheng looked at Xia Tian in disbelief: "I fell asleep waiting for your cup of milk... Then, did you drink it yourself?"
Sure enough, rebellious.
How could Xia Tian know that Han Cheng could wake up so quickly, he drank not a drop of milk, could not explain clearly, wished to die and apologize: "I'm sorry, I, I was careless..."
Han Cheng laughed angrily. He stood up, stretched his shoulders, and said in a low voice, "It's getting late, go to sleep."
"No, no, I'll heat you another cup." Xia Tian was about to die of guilt, fearing that Han Cheng would refuse, he said eagerly, "Soon, really, I'll heat it up... add a little sugar, sweet, okay? "
Xia Tian looked at Han Cheng earnestly, he was anxious, afraid that Han Cheng would leave just like that.
Han Cheng looked at Xia Tian's anxious look, and unconsciously laughed in his heart. Suddenly, he was eager to give it a try by taking advantage of the viciousness in his bones, and he was restlessly encouraging him to turn around and go upstairs.
Maybe Xia Tian will reach out to stop him anxiously, and then say more words to persuade him to stay.
Maybe I will stand in front of the stairs and beg, maybe I will hold his hand directly...
But there is also a possibility that Xia Tian didn't dare to stop him, and then stood downstairs with a face full of embarrassment, and finally went upstairs awkwardly, sleeping in anxiety all night.
Han Cheng rubbed his eyebrows, suppressed the evil thoughts in his heart, and smiled gently at Xia Tian: "Okay, but hurry up."
Xia Tian seemed to be pardoned, his eyes were bright, and he nodded vigorously: "Immediately." After speaking, he ran to heat the milk.
Han Cheng sat back on the sofa and called Liang Qingfeng to inquire about the situation.
Sure enough, Xia Tian heated up the milk in less than ten minutes this time. Han Cheng drank the milk and smiled: "Thank you, it's much more comfortable."
Xia Tian chuckled, took the empty cup, rinsed it, Han Cheng was still dizzy, and urged in a low voice: "Put it there, someone will clean it up tomorrow, go upstairs to rest."
"Yeah." Xia Tian agreed, went upstairs with Han Cheng, and went back to their own bedrooms.
Xia Tian had emotional ups and downs several times a day, and now he was in a better mood and relaxed, and fell asleep shortly after lying down.
On the contrary, Han Cheng, who drank a cup of love milk in summer, lay on the bed but couldn't sleep for a long time.
Han Cheng cultivated his body for a month and didn't drink for a long time. Today, he drank a little too much, his blood was surging, and his temples were tingling.
The more he couldn't fall asleep, the more Han Cheng couldn't stop his mind. Today's work, tomorrow's arrangement... Work matters kept rolling in his mind, and the more he thought about it, the more headache he got.
Han Cheng took a few deep breaths, tried his best to divert his attention, and thought about other things. For some reason, Xia Tian's smiling face appeared in Han Cheng's mind.
I have to admit that it is quite cute to fall into the rebellious summer.
Looking back on Han Cheng, he didn't seem to have experienced this stage. There was no way to compare him. The only thing he could refer to was his uncle's two cousins.
Thinking about the bad things his two cousins tossed out that caused his uncle and aunt to worry, Han Cheng felt that the rebellious Xia Tian was so obedient and lovable.
It's just a sneak drink of milk, Han Cheng can completely digest this kind of small damage.
He could even attribute this to being spoiled by a lovable junior.
but…
Now that he has become Xia Tian's first-order guardian, he still has to take on the responsibility, otherwise he will be sorry to Xia Tian's father and Zhou Yun.
Xia Zhicheng's father, Xia Licheng, is a very upright and very Confucian businessman. Han Cheng has cooperated with him many times in his early years, and he knows him very well, and admires him very much.
Of course, Xia Zhicheng's son can't grow crooked.
"Children in the rebellious period are sensitive and fragile, and need care and consideration from their guardians more than usual."
Han Cheng remembered what he had inquired about the rebellious period before, and thought about it... Maybe starting tomorrow, when he is free, he can try to pick up and drop off Xia Tian to and from school.
I have a special relationship with Xia Tian, and if I care too closely, I will be suspected of taking advantage of the opportunity, which makes me even more sorry for Xia Tian's father.
Occasionally pick up Xia Tian to and from school, learn about Xia Tian's homework, supervise Xia Tian's homework completion, and talk with Xia Tian regularly.
When Xia Tian makes mistakes, give him moderate criticism and punishment, when Xia Tian is in a bad mood, give him some comfort, and when he performs well, give him verbal and material rewards in time...
This is the most restrained way of caring that the drunk Han Cheng can think of.
I don't know if it was the cup of hot milk that finally worked, or the pillow that came with it in summer, Han Cheng thought about it for a while, his headache subsided, and he fell asleep slowly.
In the early morning of the next day, the precise biological clock woke up the hangover Han Cheng, but unlike in the past, Han Cheng was not too uncomfortable. At the breakfast table, looking at the sparerib soup that Xia Tian brought to him, he also had an appetite.
Han Cheng drank two sips of soup, remembered what happened yesterday before going to bed, and said to Xia Tian: "The autumn schedule will be adjusted soon, and my normal working hours are half an hour later than yours. From now on, you will take my car when you go to school in the morning Let's go, I will take you to school first, and then I will go to the company."
Xia Tian was dumbfounded: "Your company adjusted the schedule so early? When did you adjust?"
After a meal, Han Cheng bowed his head to take a bite of his snack, and said, "Yesterday."
Xia Tian choked, and said weakly: "It's not good, although it's barely on the way, it will delay you some time."
"It doesn't matter." Han Cheng looked at Xia Tian, "Why? Don't you want to?"
Han Cheng thought of the love letter he found in the summer exercise book before, and the smile on his face faded slightly: "Do you not want your classmates to see me, or do you not want your classmates to know that you are married?"
Boys in the rebellious period are probably ashamed to admit this. Thinking of this, Han Cheng made a good-tempered concession: "If they are seen, don't tell them that I am your husband, just say that I am your uncle."
"No, no, yes." Xia Tian's ears turned red when he heard the word "husband". He was afraid that Han Cheng would misunderstand him, so he quickly shook his head: "Of course I am willing, just... I don't know why you suddenly thought of this."
After getting Xia Tian's affirmative answer, Han Cheng smiled lightly: "For energy saving and emission reduction."
Xia Tian was suffocated, blushing and said: "You are really enthusiastic about environmental protection."
Han Cheng reservedly accepted Xia Tian's praise, and asked again: "After you came back yesterday, did you do your homework?"
"I've written it." Xia Xianbao said, "I wrote it all afternoon and night, and I'm short of a composition."
Han Cheng was a little surprised. Xia Tian was afraid that Han Cheng would not believe him, so he said, "It's true. I'll take it to you later, and you can check it."
"I don't need the inspection, I don't have time today." Han Cheng smiled, "There is a meeting at nine o'clock in the morning, and I have to go to the company after breakfast."
Xia Tian sneered, and said: "Then I'll tidy it up too... It will be more convenient when you want to check."
"Tonight... If everything goes well today, I should be able to come back for dinner." Han Cheng thought for a while and said, "Mark the topics you don't know, and I will tell you together tonight."
Xia Tian said pleasantly: "Aren't you going out at night?"
Han Cheng smiled: "Of course you can go out if you want to, but... It's not important, it's not as important as helping you with your homework."
Xia Tian's heart warmed, and he nodded again and again: "Okay, I'll mark it in a while... I, I'll take a look for myself first, try to understand as much as possible, so as not to waste your time."
Han Cheng thought of Xia Tian's way of solving problems, and he frowned and said: "No, I really have time, go and write your composition first."
"Okay." Xia Tian agreed with all his mouth, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "I will write in a while, and I will go after dinner."
Han Cheng nodded and asked casually, "What's the question?"
"A letter to my family." After Xia Tian finished speaking, he was stunned for a while.
Han Cheng's "husband" echoed clearly in Xia Tian's mind...
A husband is also a family member, right
But others usually write a letter to their father, a letter to their mother, and if they write...a letter to their husband...
"What's the matter?" Han Cheng raised his eyes, saw Xia Tian was in a daze, and reminded with a frown, "The soup will be cold in a while."
"Ah!" Xia Tian came back to his senses, his cheeks flushed quickly, he didn't dare to look at Han Cheng at all, he quickly drank the small soup bowl in front of him with his head down and his blushing face, and ran up upstairs.
Han Cheng said, "It's a good soup, I have to wait until it's almost cold before drinking it in one go...
What a rebellion.