An Wuyang didn't believe it either. Why did he suddenly post a Weibo after his study, and the other party would know.
I also despise myself for having too little homework, why I don't go to heaven.
The teenager who was overwhelmed by learning rolled his eyes in reality, but he was too good on Weibo: [smiling/] I went to bed immediately, and went to sleep after watching Dun Dun. "
After returning, he threw the phone away, put on his slippers, and went to the next door.
When he opened the door, he saw Dun Dun's great-grandfather and grandmother were there. The second old man laughed happily while teasing Dun Dun, who could already speak.
An Xuezhu suddenly remembered a word, called "Hanyi Nongsun".
That's not what this picture is about.
"Grandpa, Mom." He shouted.
"Finished?" The whole family knew that the child was working hard.
"Ah." An Wuyang came over: "Dun Dun, Dun Dun, Dad is here."
The little guy, hearing the kind voice, turned his head to look at him, and spit a bubble at his father.
"Ah… "
Dun Dun waved his small arms and fleshy legs, as if he wanted to hug An Wuyang.
Anyway, the adults on the side understood this, and immediately softened their hearts, jokingly said to the little boy: "As expected of my own, I just recognize you."
Bloodlines are more important as you get older.
"Come on, Dad will hug you." An Wuyang took his little baby from her mother-in-law's arms and carefully tilted it.
Dundun child stayed in his father's arms, grinning his toothless mouth all the time, how to look happy.
So An Wuyang couldn't understand how he was so cute when he was a child, how could he get cooler as he grew up, and he couldn't make a single fart with three sticks.
"Yun Chuan went out today?" Mr. Huo said to himself, "Yes, it's summer vacation, and all walks of life are a little busy."
"Don't care about him." The Hoffman touched his good grandson's hand, but looked at An Wuyang: "Yunchuan is measured, not the kind of man who can't control himself."
An Wuyang nodded: "That's right, he doesn't dare."
Dundun's great-grandfather & Dundun's grandmother: "… "
In view of the fact that he was killed by himself today, after a while, they went back to the room and went to sleep.
"Dun Dun, you have to love your father in the future, and listen to your father's words." An Wuyang was the last to leave, holding his son who could only smirk, repeating it over and over like Sister-in-law Xianglin.
Because he was so quiet, even Aunt Zhang couldn't hear what he was muttering.
"Yeah..."
She only saw that the father and son were whispering together, as if they were having a small meeting, which was very interesting.
"Do you know what I said to my son?" At ten o'clock in the 'late night', the fake father who was in charge of everything came back, and it was time for the little angel to provoke the relationship between the plastic father and son.
"Huh?" Mr. Huo untied his tie, and greeted the smiling face with a warm corner of his eyes, "What did you say?"
An Wuyang said, "Let him listen to me, not yours."
Mr. Huo's fingers froze when he took off his tie: "..." He felt that there was a serious misunderstanding between him and the little angel. Did this boy regard himself as an imaginary enemy
What is the little head melon thinking!
"He's only been over two months." Huo Yunchuan said lightly, "Go to bed early and get up early tomorrow."
"Okay." An Wuyang replied in a low voice.
Covered in the bed, smiling like a cat that stole the fish.
Obviously, the old man in his thirties couldn't understand what he was happy about, but he was happy.
The surrounding is very quiet, the bed is very comfortable, and it seems that you can sleep at any time with your eyes closed.
"Alas." An Wuyang turned over, breaking the illusion of calm.
He opened his eyes, covered his pounding heart, and murmured, "There's nothing to be nervous about."
Not a wedding.
Nothing to be afraid of.
"Still still sleeping?" Huo Yunchuan came out with a body of water vapor, and looked at the clear eyes.
"Well." An Wuyang said, "I... think about something."
"Fun?" Huo Yunchuan didn't dare to guess what the young man was thinking based on his age and experience after experiencing several times of overturning.
An Wuyi rolled his eyes, shook his head and said nothing.
"No? Go to sleep then." Huo Yunchuan said, lying down beside him, then turned off the light.
The sound of breathing seemed to be amplified by N times in the dark, and no one slept.
Another two minutes passed.
An Wuyang rolled over and pressed onto the slender body next door, and immediately felt that the other party's breathing rate had changed.
This is to be expected.
He didn't stop: "Do or not?"
If An Wuyang was given a chance to regret, he would really rather slap himself twice than do such a brainless thing!
The man who was suddenly teased didn't say anything, just flipped the boy over.
He likes this thin skin and tender meat, knowing that it will leave traces, but he can't help lingering.
"Hey..." An Wuyang's face turned red, thinking about what Huo Yunchuan did to him, every one of them was extremely rogue.
Sometimes talkative, sometimes a man who can't beat a boring fart with three sticks, tonight is unusually silent and heroic.
An Wuyang was in such a state that he was about to be killed in minutes.
"..." Too embarrassing.
The feeling of intimacy at a negative distance seems to be penetrated not by the body, but by the soul...
Wait, what a mess!
ah-
An Wuyi was sweating all over, tired and sleepy. He wished he could sleep for three days and three nights immediately, so he wouldn't have the energy to think about nervous problems at all.
So the purpose of decompression is achieved.
It's just that the price is quite heavy.
The makeup artist who applied his makeup the next day trembled inexplicably, because the employer's neck and behind his ears were covered with red dots that made people imagine.
The makeup artist thought, this is the result of how intense the battle is...
An Wuyang got up early and was sleepy, and after drinking a cup of hot water, he woke up a little.
He yawned and finally saw himself clearly in the mirror, looking overindulgent.
And the makeup artist… is covering his hickey with concealer.
Today's wedding only invites relatives and friends, and many reporters are not allowed to enter.
The An family suffered a loss from their relatives last time, and this time they only called their immediate family members, and ignored the rest.
The younger brother came with his parents, and only the elder sister was absent.
An Wuyou can understand very well, even if An Wuyou wants to come, he should persuade the other party not to toss.
Because I know in my heart that this wedding is an explanation, and everything is simple.
"How do I look? Is there anything special?" An Wuyang took a picture of everything around him that could be reflected, and asked the man beside him a little nervously, "Are there dark circles under the eyes?"
It's a pity that he overlooked one thing, Huo Yunchuan is a straight man who has been a straight man for 30 years.
"It's good." The other party glanced at him and said, "It looks good."
An Wuyang took care of himself, raised his signature smile, and suddenly a little gentleman's elegance came out.
"I'm leaving first." Huo Yunchuan raised his hand and patted An Wuyang's shoulder: "Waiting for you inside."
"Okay." The boy waved his hand and raised his eyebrows: "Go, I'll go find you right away."
The bride wants to hold a bouquet, but An Wuyang is not a girl.
Bouquets are impossible to get.
Empty-handed, he stepped onto the dark red heavy carpet with the rhythm of the music, with a noble and relaxed attitude.
The long legs wrapped in a small suit have gone through a short journey with no one to accompany them.
In front of one of the few cameras, the young man was in high spirits and single-mindedly walked towards the man who was waiting in the depths of the red carpet.
He looked at him, his eyes seemed to glow.
No, the photographer thinks, the whole person is shining.
The family members at the banquet were also dumbfounded, unable to recognize the child in their impression day by day.
… quite a mix of flavors.
The Huo family, who were sitting with them, looked relieved: "Zhang chi is getting better and better."
Back then, the Huo family was not very satisfied.
"He was a good boy." Mr. Huo said short-handedly, and glanced at his mother's family imperceptibly.
The old man standing in the depths of the red carpet stared at the young man walking towards him with his long and narrow eyes.
In front of the media, he almost never vented his emotions.
Huo Yunchuan has always been a man whom the media both love and hate. He doesn't cooperate, refuses, and doesn't express his opinion. He seems particularly dismissive.
Who would have thought that the media recently depended on his family to support him.
"I'm here." An Wuyang whispered, pretending to be calm against the scorching gaze of the other party: "Cough..." On his face was a shy smile mixed with vigor and confidence.
Pass it over.
The handsome man held it firmly, and in full view, he kissed and saluted gentlemanly.
Only An Wuyang could see the other party's eyes, but he was not a gentleman at all, full of blatant demands.
Ladies and gentlemen, applaud.
…
No pictures have been released outside the venue, and fans are anxiously waiting on Weibo.
"Today, my sweet and Lao Huo's wedding, whoever is in the venue, please send a diagram to quench your thirst, even if it's a scene!"
"I remember that there were small videos on the way last time. Why is there no movement this time?"
"Resources such as squatting and other resources for high school seniors who make up classes in the summer vacation."
"High school senior plus one, I really want to see my sweet selfie, I'm still waiting for him to continue my life!"
"Those in the arena tell you, he's ugly, black and vulgar, and he doesn't look good at all."
A striking negative review is mixed with a lot of positive reviews, which is extremely dazzling.
This kind of message, which is obviously splashing dirty water, was soon labeled as brainless black by the young ladies and sisters who were on summer vacation.
The essence of their reply to each other is to educate each other, not to be a sailor easily, it is not worth it for fifty cents.
However, the bad reviews were accidentally turned into hot reviews.
"His Weibo doesn't look like a navy account. It may be from the venue. That's disgusting. Why would you invite such a person to the wedding?"
"Old Huo is so fond of him, if the person who splashes dirty water is on the field, we tell him to go and let him check!"
Everyone rushes to move positions, create topics, and line up to blow up Weibo.
"#LaoHuoQuickly give your daughter-in-law a head#Then who your daughter-in-law was splashed with dirty water, do you care about it?"
The amount of retweets and comments exploded, and they jumped right into the hot search.