Marry a Rich Old Man

Then Huo Yunchuan rolled up the sleeves of his two shirts, revealing half of his strong wheat-colored arms, and propped his palms on the carpeted floor, reminding him lightly: "I'm about to move, be careful not to fall off."

"Okay!" An Wuyang, who received the reminder, responded with a rising voice.

I saw the excitement written on his face, but also shame and embarrassment. He was always a little worried. Did he go too far?

Will Huo Yunchuan be angry?

Little emotions like that.

But An Wuyang thought about it, when the mount under him started to move, he immediately put his previous worries behind him, happily crossed his legs, and said, "Drive!"

Mr. Huo was startled: "..." But the little angel on his back was something he couldn't afford to mess with. Apart from crawling forward with a stern face, he could only crawl forward with a stern face.

In his view, the little angel is just a child who hasn't grown up yet, and it's understandable to indulge 'occasionally'.

"Turn around behind the desk, there's a lot of space there, and then...well, you can go around the Bogu shelf to the dining room, or go to the bedroom? Either way." An Wuyang suggested in a very eloquent manner.

Huo Yunchuan snorted softly: "Shut up."

Little Angel: "Oh."

He was very obedient and silent for a while: "Hey, so the fault of dun dun shunai is inherited from you?" He was surprised to find out.

"If you make more noise, I'll let you go down." Mr. Huo threatened, stopped to adjust the rhythm, turned around the table in the living room, and the next stop was the door of the bedroom.

At present, the apartment they live in is a large four-bedroom apartment with an area of ​​more than 180 square meters, and the space is extraordinarily large.

In order to take care of the children, the floor of the house is covered with a very thick carpet.

An Wuyang crawled over by himself, and his knees didn't hurt when he knocked on the carpet, so he didn't worry about Huo Yunchuan's knee pain.

After entering the bedroom, An Wuyang frowned and realized that there were a lot of things in the room and the space was not big enough, so he patted Huo Yunchuan on the shoulder and said, "Turn around, go to the dining room."

Huo Yunchuan coldly refused: "The trip is over, don't go."

An Wuyang: "Huh?? It's over so soon?"

He is so dissatisfied, how many miles have he come in from the living room, his buttocks are not even hot, and he still doesn't want to go down: "Walk around again, okay, how about I kiss you?" He leaned down and pouted artificially Zuizui, tilted his head and kissed the old man: "mua!"

"Huh." The other party snorted, turned around and went to the door without principle, left the living room, and followed the death route just now: "Come down." Back to the bed, Huo Yunchuan said.

The little angel leaned on his back for a while, then rolled onto the bed contentedly, curled up her slender body, and looked at him with smiling eyes: "...hehe."

"Hey your head." Mr. Huo squinted.

Then he stood up slowly from the carpet, patted the dust that did not exist on the trousers of the suit, and found that he was still wearing leather shoes that he hadn't had time to change, so he went out to change shoes.

In the baby room next door, Aunt Zhang was holding Dundun who was feeding on a pacifier. She saw Huo Yunchuan coming out alone through the crack of the door, and she also opened the door to go out. There was no sign of surprise on her face: "Mr. Huo, it's time to cook. Please take a look at Dun Dun."

Huo Yunchuan had just coaxed one, and he hadn't had time to change his clothes yet, and he was stuffed with his son, so it can be said that he was very busy.

No way, this is the life of a married family with children, and there will be no more private space, nor will there be a nightlife full of feasting and feasting.

"Hmm—" Dun Dun grabbed the pacifier with one hand, and slapped the president's father on the face with the other, while writhing in the president's father's arms.

What a little baby who is sometimes quiet and sometimes active.

Huo Yunchuan didn't respond at first, but then he frowned, spread out his son's palm to see if his skin, which was too soft, was red.

After all, his face was not as soft and smooth as An Wuyang's, but a tough guy's face with sharp edges and corners.

Fortunately, the baby's strength is limited, and Dun Dun is not a crying child.

An Wuyang stayed in the bedroom for a while, got up, stomped to the living room, and took Dun Dun into his arms: "Yun Chuan, go and change your clothes, and take a rest."

The sudden caring very effectively soothed Mr. Huo's old heart of "being a cow, a horse, a pippi shrimp": "Yeah." He replied happily, and stretched his arms as he walked into the bedroom Start undressing.

An Wuyang, who was following behind, blinked, not quite understanding, why Huo Yunchuan seemed to be in a happy mood?

Does the other party like to be a Pipi shrimp?

This strange thought was immediately thrown out of his mind.

Little friend Huo An, staying in the arms of the little daddy is very quiet, I saw his arm like a Michelin tire, hanging around An Wuyang's neck, one hand clutching An Wuyang's clothes, with a pacifier in his small mouth, quietly To suck.

"Go to sleep, go to sleep." An Wuyang said softly, raised his hand and put his son's head on his shoulder, while shaking it gently.

Dun Dun lay in his arms, sucking and narrowing his eyes, and began to feel sleepy.

"Hmm..." The child wiped his face with his small hands, his long eyelashes covered his tender face, and he slowly fell asleep.

Ah, finally fell asleep.

An Wuyang breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a sense of accomplishment in his heart.

Young, with both sons and daughters... Ah no, the family is happy, the father is kind and the son is filial.

Hmm... Anyway, it's pretty good.

He is very satisfied with his current situation, except that the learning tasks have been a bit difficult recently.

Thinking of this, An Wuyang put Dundun on the small wooden bed, took out his schoolbag and went to write his homework.

After a period of time, Huo Yunchuan had finished reading the book that Huo Yunchuan arranged for him last time, so he had to find time to write a reading summary in the past two days.

"Sigh." An Wuyang suddenly sighed, feeling that his future was in jeopardy.

I failed to buy a lottery ticket, and I was left behind in learning crafts. The bookshelves full of baking books were covered with dust, and I couldn't find time to practice.

If this continues, An Wuyang's ideal of being a small boss is very slim.

"Dun Dun fell asleep?" Huo Yunchuan appeared behind him.

"Well," An Wuyang took off a headset: "I'm doing my homework, don't make noise."

With such an indifferent attitude, it is almost impossible to see the mischievous appearance just now.

This is also understandable, because An Wuyang has just finished thinking about life.

Huo Yunchuan: "..."

Recently, the company's affairs have not been easy, he glanced at the little angel's back, and went to the study to deal with official duties.

The two people will meet again at the dinner table only when they are having dinner.

"Here's this delicious food for you. You've worked hard." An Wuyang finished thinking about his life, and he had returned to his sweet and glutinous appearance, and continued to pick up vegetables for Huo Yunchuan.

Huo Yunchuan lowered his eyes to see what was in the bowl?

After identification, it is the part that little angels do not like to eat.

The next day, Huo Yunchuan didn't go out during the day, but after receiving an important call in the afternoon, he dressed up and went out again.

When he met An Wuyang downstairs, his eyes unexpectedly warmed up, and he told him, "I have a party tonight, so you can eat dinner by yourself."

An Wuyang had just finished playing, his hair was still wet, and he nodded when he heard the words: "Understood, bye." After speaking, he waved his hand and went upstairs happily.

The reason why he was so anxious was because he wanted to hug his little chubby boy quickly.

Huo Yunchuan's eyes followed An Wuyang's back, he took a second look, and said nothing: "..."

After all, he thought he could at least get a kiss, or a close hug.

Facts have proved that in An Wuyang's heart, the most important person is still someone else's husband - Dun Dun.

It has to be said that An Wuyang was thoroughly wronged.

First, he didn't go up to kiss and hug him because he was sweating profusely and couldn't stain the other party's clean clothes; second, when Huo Yunchuan went out at this time, he must have an important appointment. Get together to delay.

This was An Wuyang's idea, but the boss who went out to socialize didn't know it, so he was in an uncertain mood and drank two glasses of wine along the way.

This would have been impossible in the past. Huo Yunchuan quit smoking and drinking for a while.

On the one hand, it is for the sake of my wife and children, and on the other hand, it is for the sake of my own body... With such a big age gap, I can't die too early.

Huo Yunchuan suddenly remembered this fact, and then refused all persuasion.

"Are you back?" An Wuyang turned on a small light, curled up on the sofa in the living room, listened to the recording, and waited for the man who had gone out to socialize to come back.

Hearing the movement at the door, he immediately put down his mobile phone and walked over to greet him.

Like a house elf, he helped with shoes and clothes: "Are you tired? Are you hungry? Do you want to eat gnocchi? I kneaded the dough and it's in the kitchen..."

It was the best ball that An Wuyang had practiced several times.

I am a bit hungry and I am reluctant to eat first, I want to wait for Huo Yunchuan to come back and eat together.

"Yeah." President Huo went home and received the five-star hospitality. He was very happy in his heart and nodded reservedly on the surface: "You go and get it. I'll come out to eat after taking a shower."

"Okay." An Wuyang said, "But, have you been drinking?"

The doubtful boy suddenly stood on tiptoe, leaned close to Huo Yunchuan's lips and tried to identify it. Sure enough, he smelled a strong smell of wine, and the degree was not low!

"I just drank two cups." Mr. Huo said calmly, in his opinion, two cups are not a big deal: "Okay, you go." He walked past An Wuyang and went to the bedroom to clean up the smell on his body.

As a clean freak, he is more sensitive to his own smell than anyone else, and he doesn't want the smell of tobacco and alcohol to stay on him for a moment.

This is not acceptable.

An Wuyang thought to himself.

He knows that drinking two glasses of red wine once in a while is good for the body.

But the wine that Huo Yunchuan drank outside was obviously high alcohol alcohol, which not only had no benefit to the body, but had many disadvantages, so he had to quit.

He already had an idea in his mind, went to Dun Dun's room to find a doll Peppa Pig, and apologized very ashamedly: "I'm sorry Dun Dun, Dad will buy you a new Peppa Pig tomorrow. "

"What are you doing?" Huo Yunchuan came out with wet hair, sitting on the edge of the bed while wiping his hair, while watching the little angel with great interest, playing with toys?

Interesting.

"..." An Wuyang looked calm, took out a bottle of wine from behind, and brought it to Peppa Pig's hand, letting people see that it was a Peppa Pig drinking: "It's drinking."

Mr. Huo: "..."

Here comes the generation gap again.

"Drinking is wrong." An Wuyang suddenly put on a ferocious late-mother face, snatched the unopened wine bottle from Peppa Pig, threw it aside, and pinched Peppa Pig by the neck, pressing Press press: "Let you still drink!" He raised his hand and greeted his head, slap, slap! "Kill you!"

Finally, pick up the whole Peppa Pig, grab the head with the left hand, grab the body with the right hand, tear it apart forcefully, and divide it into two!

The pupils of the man watching shrank accordingly, and his face showed shock.

"Okay." An Wuyang panted slightly, and threw the broken piglet Peppa onto Papa Huo's lap: "Please help me throw it into the trash can."

Mr. Huo silently put the towel for wiping his hair on the edge of the bed, staring at the wreckage of Peppa Pig, and fell silent for a long time.

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Chi Chi: (*^▽^*) I am a cute little baby, gentle and happy~