Marry a Rich Old Man

Chapter 80

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-I'll be there in half an hour.

After receiving this message from Huo Yunchuan, An Wuyang got up immediately and went downstairs, turned on the light in the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and took out small oranges and lemons from it.

Considering that the other party might have really drank alcohol, he thought of making a drink that could soothe the hangover.

This is not An Wuyang deliberately to please, but a subconscious move, he just wants to do it.

I haven't touched knives and kitchen utensils for a long time, and the teenagers use it a little bit by hand.

He held the knife carefully, watching his fingers before each cut, so as not to cut.

Before being with Huo Yunchuan, these slightly calloused hands had fine skin and tender flesh, and no trace of labor could be found.

Turning the palm over, it is also soft, and the complexion is natural and healthy.

Lemon tea with honey added for a tangy aroma.

An Wuyi was a little greedy and wanted to take a sip, so he poured himself a small glass from it on the grounds of tasting it: "..." After a taste, it was really delicious.

He really wanted to drink a little more, but he didn't do much. He was afraid that Huo Yunchuan would not have to drink after drinking it.

Just like that, half an hour passed in a blink of an eye.

An Wuyang stomped and ran to the door of the house, looking at the road full of street lights.

After waiting for a while, two beams of headlights came over and drove towards the garage

An Wuyang ran over in a pajamas and was very happy.

Huo Dashao, who had been racing all the way back, stopped the car and got off, and saw a shadow running towards him, his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys suddenly froze.

"… "

Running so fast, what if you fall.

Huo Yunchuan rushed forward without saying a word and caught the young man running towards him.

"It's only half an hour after talking, you really don't lie." An Wuyang teased with a smile, his slender body hung lazily on the shoulders of a man taller than himself, with a young and energetic face full of Joyous: "Huh? What's the matter, I'm angry that I called you back?"

President Huo immediately replied: "No."

He firmly hugged the charming boy and walked towards the door.

An Wuyang thought about it for a while, and apologized, "I won't run next time, sorry."

The man who hugged him whispered, "If you fall, it's not me who's sorry."

"..." An Wuyang lay on his shoulders without saying a word.

"What did you do at home?" Huo Yunchuan asked.

"I made lemon tea for you." An Wuyang raised his head again and asked with bright eyes, "Have you had any wine? I'll go get it for you right away."

The man who crossed the threshold froze.

"Let me see if you have drunk it?" An Wuyang thought of the verification method, which is to kiss him to see if there is any smell of alcohol.

The answer is no, but the smell of tobacco and alcohol was inevitably stained all around him.

"I didn't drink it." Huo Yunchuan found that his voice had become deep: "Where is the lemon tea, I'll take you to get it."

"In the kitchen."

Huo Yunchuan nodded, and went to the kitchen holding the boy whose weight had been dropping recently.

I took the pot of lemon tea and went upstairs together.

An Wuyi has a sensitive nose and is very sensitive to the smell of people close to him: "Yunchuan, you smell of alcohol and tobacco, why don't you take a shower first?"

Huo Yunchuan's cleanliness will only be more serious than his. In fact, he has long been dissatisfied with the smell of his body: "Then you stay on your own first."

He turned around and entered the bathroom, carefully washing himself from head to toe.

After shaving in the morning until now, there is a little bit of inconspicuous stubble on my chin, and I have to shave it off.

Because the safe skin is very sensitive, it will be a little red when it is pricked by the stubble.

After Huo Yunchuan came out, with his upper body naked, he picked up the cup handed over by the little angel and took a sip carefully.

Orange tea taste, sweet and sour.

"I know you don't like it too sweet, so I put very little honey." An Wuyang propped his chin with seriousness on his face.

"..." Huo Yunchuan looked at him intently, picked up the cup and took another sip. In fact, he didn't pay attention to the taste in his mouth at all: "It's really not sweet."

"Is that delicious?" An Wuyang wondered.

"It's okay." Huo Yunchuan swallowed the lemon tea in his throat: "...How about you try it yourself."

"Ah?" When the boy was stupid, he was fed mouth to mouth.

Huo Yunchuan already had a hunch that he would definitely be rejected by the other party, or panicked. Anyway, there would be no response.

"Well..." An Wuyang was just stunned when he tasted the lemon tea he liked, and then accepted it happily.

Huo Yunchuan was caught on the neck by the little angel and responded forcefully, almost not dropping the cup in his hand.

After being stunned for a while, he kissed back excitedly.

"No more..." After kissing for a while, the boy opened his blurry eyes and pushed him away. He took his cup and drank directly: "It's really good."

Huo Yunchuan looked at him incredulously, with an urge to kneel.

"The baby is born, I still like the sweet and sour taste." An Wuyang held the cup and sat comfortably on the chair.

"I'm going to bed." Huo Yunchuan said.

"Huh?" An Wuyang wondered, "Are you upset?"

The man who wanted to turn around and go to the bed stopped and replied, "No."

"Hey." An Wuyang stretched out his hand and grabbed the other's two fingers: "Don't go, let me ask you a question."

The other party looked back.

"When I made out with you, was my face red or white?"

This question jumps a little too clearly.

The man raised his eyebrows and replied, "Red." The little angel who was making out with him was flushed with flushes, and was charming and charming.

"Is the painful face white or red?" The little master of routine threw the second question.

Huo Yunchuan turned around immediately, the expression on his face could probably be described as rippling: "Speak human words."

An Wuyi smiled and said, "I can only understand." Then, holding a cup, he shyly continued to drink the sweet and sour honey water.

"Hmph." Huo Dashao hooked his lips, unable to control Jiji to pick up the person on the chair, and turned around in the bedroom.

"Ah..." The honey water was about to be sprinkled.

The happy man stopped and kissed the little angel on the forehead innocently.

After playing around for a while, An Wuyang suddenly asked, "Don't you want to see Dundun?"

Huo Yunchuan came back for so long, only after reminding him that he had a son: "Yeah." He put down the boy he was pregnant with: "You go to bed, our father and son will stay for a while."

An Wuyang readily agreed: "Okay."

He watched Huo Yunchuan's back leave, and let out a small sigh of relief.

Huo Yunchuan stayed in his son's room for half an hour. As a man who was essentially taciturn, he hugged his sleeping son silently, gently supported the child's bare back with the palm of his hand, and made conscious skin-to-skin contact.

This is good for children.

Safe said.

Before going out to play, I fell for seven days. The rigorous father Huo plans to compensate his son tomorrow.

As for tonight, it's a bit late.

It's late June since the trip, and the wedding day is a lot closer.

An Wuyang searched for a weekend, and asked Huo Yunchuan to take him back to settle down. One was to give them something, and the other was to determine the wedding date and inform his parents by the way.

The trip went smoothly and nothing unpleasant happened.

On the way back, An Wuyang had a peaceful face and a faint smile on his lips.

Huo Yunchuan knew that the other party must be happy because he was about to get married, so he curled his lips and said, "What happy event, so happy?"

An Wuyang: "Hee hee, I can finally take the co-pilot when I go out."

The scenery here is different, but not the same.

"Heh..." President Huo was speechless.

He has already accepted his fate. The generation gap is not something that can be narrowed by rolling the sheets a few times.

I got up too early this morning, and I fell asleep in the car after a while.

Seeing him, Huo Yunchuan put his hands on his knees, his head tilted to one side, and slept peacefully and sweetly.

The man who subconsciously slowed down the car could not help but remember a year ago, when he first met this little thing, the other side shyly told him to do whatever he wanted, and never said much.

Like a touch of pure white strayed into glitz, it seems easy to read.

However, no, this simple young man always gives people unexpected feelings.

"Will you not take wedding photos, the weather is so hot, I don't want to toss." The scumbag who is flooded with a bunch of courses every day, can't wait for thirty-six hours a day to make up for himself, and can't think of the time to think about wedding photos: " and… "

Huo Yunchuan said, "And what?"

An Wuyang looked serious: "None of us are wearing wedding dresses?"

Both of them are men, and they are dressed in formal dresses. Is there less President Huo Da

"..." Seems to be fine.

So the link of the wedding photo was skipped by two 'straight men' who kept everything simple.

After reciting English words at night, An Wuyang suddenly remembered that his Weibo had not been updated for many days.

However, he really didn't know what to say.

After rigorous thinking, An Wuyang took a picture of a neat work table.

Homework is so hard 2000V: [Picture] On the eve of the wedding, I just finished reciting the words, and Dun Dun’s father hasn’t come back from going out, so he might be going to a bachelor party.

In fact, he didn't know, he just heard Ji Mingjue mention it.

"I feel bad! How can Lao Huo let Xiao Tiantian stay alone in the empty boudoir?"

"It's so uncomfortable, how could Huo be like this?"

"Mommy, little sweet, hurry up and call him. What time is it now? It's nine o'clock. It's very late."

"Fuck, today's Weibo is full of knives, is my ability to bear weakened or what?"

"I'm used to seeing Xiao Tiantian sprinkle sugar, but it's so uncomfortable to suddenly post this [Yun Bei/] But it's obviously normal, Wuxiong, I'm spoiled!"

Seeing the comments, An Wuyang was puzzled.

"…Is this Weibo wrong?" Then he would consider deleting it.

Just when he was about to delete it, Huo Yunchuan, who was far away to participate in activities, replied to this Weibo: @Homework is so hard 2000V, I don't sleep well at night, is there too little homework

Fans brushed it out, and the situation of abuse was immediately reversed, and it was so sweet that I cried.

"Isn't this back in seconds? I don't believe it! Huo has been playing with his phone!"