An Wuyi whimpered in a daze and explained it.
Inside the cramped, dark carriage, there was a faint strange smell, but it wasn't too serious for the time being.
He grabbed Huo Yunchuan's clothes with both hands. Because of the force, his slender fingers were taut, and his knuckles were white, making him very emotional.
The light blue plaid shirt on An Wuyang's body was well-dressed, and there was no mess at all, but the hem was carefully pulled up by the other party, and the two corners of the clothes were crossed and tied tightly.
no way.
This is a shirt that little angel likes very much.
It is also very youthful and handsome to wear. He wears it at least twice a week, so it can't get dirty.
With a whimpering cry, the urn asked, "Are you okay?"
With a hoarse voice, Mr. Huo replied in a low voice, "It will be soon.
"… "
This is it again!
After all, I have been cheated many times, and it is impossible to complete it on time every time.
The red-eyed boy grabbed a handful of the subject's hair angrily, complained, "The big liar..." Then he nibbled on the big liar's ears and hummed.
I don't know how long it took, An Wuyang felt a muffled sound coming from the head he was holding.
He was inattentive and couldn't control his teeth...
"Hiss..." Huo Yunchuan's ears pierced, so stimulate it, it will really kill him.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it," An Wuyang apologized with a blushing face, with a faint glow of water hanging at the end of his eyes: "I'll rub it for you."
The boy raised his paws and rubbed Mr. Huo's ears.
"..." After the release, the man sat quietly for a while, with a lazy expression on his face, groping for a wet paper towel to clean up.
Since having a son, Huo Yunchuan has done these things, and his experience and skills have improved by leaps and bounds... .
… are all practiced from the son.
An Wuyang put on his clothes shyly, was very dissatisfied with the air in the car, and mumbled warmly: "It smells so bad, let's get out of the car quickly."
Then he opened the door to get out of the car, and his movements were inevitably a little clumsy, not as neat as usual.
Huo Yunchuan locked the car, tidied up his clothes while walking, wrapped his long straight legs under his suit trousers, and caught up with the slow-paced young man in front of him in three or two steps.
His shirt today was without a tie, and the three-button unbuttoned neckline was wide open, looking extraordinarily unrestrained.
A long arm wrapped around An Wu's waist, and tender care arrived as expected: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
An Wuyang was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "It's not uncomfortable, I'm just a little sleepy." Usually, I have taken a nap at this time, but today I disrupted my work and rest because I went out.
He yawned, got into the elevator, and leaned gently on Huo Yunchuan, which saved a lot of effort.
An uncle of the owner who walked into the elevator with them was looking at them with a suspicious look, and then gave Huo Yunchuan a look of contempt.
Huo Yunchuan frowned, hugged the little angel in his arms a little tighter, and said in a devilish voice, "We are legal partners, please don't think wildly."
An Wuyi opened his eyes, glanced sleepily at the embarrassed uncle, and then looked down at his small plaid shirt and white shorts.
Then turn to look at the mature and charming handsome president next door...
This, in fact, if the dressing style is not uniform, it does seem that the age gap will be relatively large.
On the eleventh floor, the embarrassed uncle hurried out the door.
Mr. Huo, who likes to live in high floors, glanced at the closed elevator door, and snorted with a blank expression: "Narrow."
The only object is safe and sound, and nodded in agreement: "That's right."
For some reason, Huo Yunchuan's mood recovered visibly with the naked eye, with a happy color hanging on his brows, he couldn't help touching the little angel's face: "Today is very good."
Recalling how charming he was in the car just now, Huo Dashao's heart was burning.
The little angel is not only obedient, but also a little squeamish.
An Wuyang got a compliment inexplicably, although he felt that the word 'good' was not suitable to describe himself, but he chose not to care about it very tolerantly.
The twenty-fifth floor will be here soon.
An Wuyang came home, dragged his very weak body, and forced himself to take a shower.
Then, yawning, he ran to the big bed and slept groggyly all afternoon.
After waking up, the screen of the mobile phone had already displayed 4:40 pm, which surprised An Wuyang.
He quickly got up, went to the bathroom to wash his face, and then hurriedly found his schoolbag to complete the study task.
An Wuyang's daily task is to dictate English, review professional courses, and then complete the reading plan and do reading comprehension.
Holding the book chosen by Huo Yunchuan - Sophie's World.
An Wuyang read it carefully and tried his best to understand it. When he encountered something he didn't understand, he immediately took out his mobile phone and went online to Baidu.
… Although he may not understand the answers he finds out.
Studying for an hour or so at a time inevitably gets a little fidgety.
An Wuyang turned on the light music, sneaked a package of snacks from the refrigerator, went back to the bedroom, and opened the bag...
"What about studying?" Mr. Huo's voice suddenly appeared.
An Wuyang glanced down at his snacks, but fortunately, turning his back to the door saved his life.
"Hmm... Yes." Huo Yunchuan forbade him to eat hot snacks because his throat was a little uncomfortable recently.
"Come out to eat." Huo Yunchuan said.
An Wuyang glanced at the open packaging bag again, and silently folded it up and stuffed it under the book: "Oh."
As a man with a habit of cleanliness, Huo Yunchuan saw the messy desktop of the little angel, and immediately helped the other party to tidy up without a word.
As soon as the open professional book was picked up, the crispy biscuits hidden under the book were revealed, the smell of seaweed...
Mr. Huo: "..."
He remembered that this kind of naive and mini biscuits were piled in the suitcase by the little angel with all his strength when he went abroad last time.
Is it so delicious
Huo Yunchuan's deep eyes stared at the bag of crispy cookies for a long time.
After much deliberation, he picked up the bag, loosened the mouth of the package with his fingers, and twisted one.
An Wuyi hid at the door with a horrified look on his face, watching the little biscuits he had hidden, which was easily discovered by Huo Yunchuan.
What's even scarier is that the other party actually ate one.
An Wuyang was scratching his head, because he could imagine the smell! Very delicious!
"Zhangzhou, it's time to eat." Aunt Zhang looked up and saw him: "Hey, what are you doing hiding here? Where is Mr. Huo?"
The man in the room heard the movement and came out holding the little angel's biscuits.
"Mr. Huo, it's almost dinner, do you still have snacks?" Aunt Zhang saw what he was holding and immediately taught him rudely: "Don't eat too much fried food, it's not nutritious, right?"
Mr. Huo, who was taught a lesson, glanced at the blushing little angel lightly, and calmly helped the other party carry the pot: "That's right." Then in front of the two of them, he opened the lid of the trash can, Throw in the biscuits.
Safe: "..."! !
Recently opened! Didn't eat a single one!
It is said that the older you get, the more hypocritical you become. When you become an adult, you tend to put on a mask.
An Wuyang is at this moment, it is a pity that blood is dripping in his heart, but he does not care on the surface.
"Eat and eat." He sat down to eat and comforted himself, it was okay, he threw a bag of seaweed-flavored biscuits, and there were milk-flavored strawberry-flavored caramel-flavored and even barbecue-flavored biscuits in the refrigerator.
Take it to school to eat on Monday, or eat it openly when Huo Yunchuan goes out to work.
"Those in the refrigerator are also thrown away." Huo Yunchuan knew and faced Aunt Zhang.
"Well, eh?" Aunt Zhang realized it later, remembering who the owner of the snacks in the refrigerator was, and immediately looked at An Wuyang with apologetic eyes.
"..." An Wuyang felt that his hypocritical mask could no longer be worn.
Huo Yunchuan finally saw the little angel's face change, and a perverted desire for satisfaction rose in his heart. The pleasure was no less than having a fight with the little angel.
"ZhangZhou, what's your opinion?" Mr. Huo glanced at him: "It's your snack after all."
On the one hand, An Wuyi didn't want to give up the deliciousness of the refrigerator, and on the other hand, he was concerned about Huo Yunchuan's lewd power, and thought again and again: "I, my opinion is, don't throw it away."
Dad Huo suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and surprisingly replied: "Okay, don't throw it away."
With a slightly trembling heart, the old deer rammed around in his chest.
The dumbfounded bystander, Aunt Zhang: "..." Very puzzled by Mr. Huo's actions.
When I went to bed at night, there was a sudden flash of inspiration, and Aunt Zhang understood that Mr. Huo was just teasing the idiots of their family.
In any case, delicious biscuits of various flavors finally survived the crisis and continued to be an occasional bag of rations for An Wuyang.
On Sunday, Mr. Huo called his eldest grandson and wanted to see his grandson-in-law and great-grandson.
The filial eldest grandson agreed without saying a word.
Then I made a video for Grandpa: "You talk to them slowly."
"!! You bastard! I'm talking about taking them home, not video chat!" Mr. Huo was mad.
Huo Yunchuan said slowly over there: "Go home? Impossible." Hearing his grandfather's angry accusation and how much he missed An Wuyang and Dundun, he was very calm and rational: "I went to visit my grandparents yesterday, today It's impossible for them to go out."
An Wuyang's head came over, and when he saw his grandfather, he smiled and said hello: "Grandpa, have a good weekend."
The sweet smile and crooked eyes instantly calmed Mr. Huo's irritable mood.
The old man's face and voice made a three hundred and sixty-degree turn, and his smile was brighter than the sun on the weekend: "Zhangjiao, did you go to see your grandparents yesterday?"
An Wuyang: "Yes."
Mr. Huo: "After a long day of running around, have a good rest today, you know?"
An Wuyang: "Well, so are you. It's autumn now, so you should pay attention to your health." Also: "We won't go back this weekend, tell my parents for me and say hello to them."
"Well, we are really good." Mr. Huo said, with a kind smile on his face.
Huo Yunchuan was thinking, why