Marry a Rich Old Man

Time passed by minute by minute without knowing it, and it had already exceeded the range of an hour. An Wuyang was a little curious, when will Huo Yunchuan come out after exercising?

Now his face is full of sleepiness, and he blinked his eyes and yawned: "So sleepy..." The phenomenon of lethargy after pregnancy is the same as being prone to hunger, and every time it comes, people are caught off guard.

So he turned off the TV, drank some water, and walked to the door of the gym.

She wandered over smoothly, but she was dumbfounded by the man with a very attractive figure inside: "Eh..." This figure!

Those pectoral muscles, abdominal muscles... long legs...

The viewer swallowed subconsciously.

Huo Yunchuan's sweaty state has a special attraction to the 'unmanned' teenagers.

An Wuyang, who was blushing and heart beating, couldn't help but touch his chest. It was flat, his stomach was soft and unfeeling, and his biceps... um... didn't exist.

"Huo Yunchuan..." With the idea of ​​not disturbing the other party's exercise, he waved his hand after drawing attention: "I'm going to sleep, good night."

Mr. Huo, the crazy iron man, put it down with a bang, and looked up at the young man at the door. His eyes were wet with sweat, and his sharpness showed restraint: "Well, let's go."

After greeting him, An Wuyang nodded and left, walked a few steps and stopped hesitantly, tilted his head and said softly: "You should also go to bed early, don't be too late."

As the president of a large company with "everything to manage every day", the other party's workload and pressure are unimaginable. An Wuyang felt that he should care about the other party.

President Huo Da, who was being cared about, felt that he was obviously exhausted like a dog, and his muscles were about to lose consciousness, but in an instant, he felt as if his blood had been pumped out, and his adrenaline was soaring...

"Um……"

Mr. Huo is indeed the most manly man he has ever seen. He was so handsome when the other side was expressionless, and he thought to himself when he left safely.

He's so outstanding, ordinary people don't have the right to be jealous of this man, only envious.

Of course, An Wuyang has no idea about Mr. Huo. He is not a M-shaking man, so how could he like a wealthy CEO who is so intimidating and can make people faint with just a single word of disagreement.

How hard it would be to live that kind of life, just thinking about it with your butt is enough to know.

Back in the bedroom, An Wuwei, took off his shoes, and climbed into Mr. Huo's bed that countless men and women yearn for... still sleeping in the noon position.

Take up a little bit of space.

Huo Yunchuan took a shower, walked into the bedroom naked, and closed the door by the way.

He came over.

An Wuyang pricked up his ears, couldn't help but look at the other party, and then got a nervous smile, he immediately got up and pretended to sleep.

That smile that made An Wuyang nervous was Mr. Huo's thought that he was gentle and friendly: "..." It's a pity that it didn't have a positive effect.

"I turned off the light." He sat on the bed, lifted his long legs up, and glanced down at the clock on the cabinet. It was only early ten o'clock. This was probably the earliest night he slept since he left the campus.

No entertainment, no beauties, no favorite cigarettes and alcohol.

Huo Yunchuan: [picture] [smile/] In the future, it will be changed to sleep at this point, I hope everyone knows.

Ji Mingjue: ...

Jiang Shaofei: ...

Chen Chu: ...

some people...

The contented old man put down his cell phone, turned off the headlights, and whispered: "Do you need to keep the lights on?" For the first time sleeping, he was not sure if the other party was afraid of the dark.

The little angel shook his head: "No need." He nestled under the fluffy air-conditioning quilt, revealing a head.

"Then I'll close it." Huo Yunchuan's words fell, and the whole bedroom was plunged into darkness, but his voice sounded again: "Call me if you need to get up and go to the bathroom, don't be afraid of trouble."

"Okay..." An Wuyang said in the dark.

"Why did you sleep so far away?" Huo Yunchuan's breath approached suddenly, making An Wuyang's whole body tense and stiff, and his breathing became short of breath.

Then I felt a pair of arms around my waist, and my whole body was brought to a heat source: "I..." I don't want to sleep in the middle of the bed at all, An Wuyang thought uncomfortably, with his palms struggling against his chest: "Don't hug him. I."

Huo Yunchuan suffocated for breath, and was instantly blown away.

"..." He swore to the sky that he just wanted to bring An Wuyang to the middle of the bed, and he didn't hold on to the idea of ​​not letting go.

After the awkward An Wuyang was let go, he felt that Mr. Huo had deliberately distanced himself from him, showing that he was avoiding suspicion.

An Wuyang realized that he seemed to have wronged the other party. Thinking about it, too, after getting along with Mr. Huo these days, he found that Mr. Huo is a man who is neither coquettish nor vulgar, and he can be regarded as a gentleman.

"I'm sorry." As an honest child, he was kind and soft-hearted: "By the way, do you want to touch the baby?" With the cover of darkness, he boldly said: "Ha, although I can't touch anything now." The little belly is flat.

Huo Yunchuan's unstretched hand had already started to tremble.

"Huh? Do you want it?" An Wuyang asked again in doubt.

Just when he thought that Mr. Huo might not be interested, finally, a generous and warm hand stretched out from under the quilt and touched his abdomen.

"..." Mr. Huo's fingers were very restless, and the quietly smiling young man felt it, but he didn't talk much.

The 1.8-meter-nine-foot-tall man lay carefully on his side next to the baby and his father, with his palms resting on each other's flat stomachs, and kept this position for a long time.

An Wuyang started to feel drowsy just now, he lay on the warm and comfortable bed, yawned more and more, before falling asleep completely, he murmured: "Good night." Then he thought in his heart how long it would take to touch this person.

The man whose eyes were flickering in the darkness, heard the boy's steady breathing, adjusted his position painstakingly, and hugged the boy into his arms.

Sleep together overnight.

The handsome young man with a bright face opened his eyes, his newly sober eyes drooped, and he caught a glimpse of the little angel's arm pressing his chest muscles, his heart beat faster and his blood flowed backwards.

Then slowly shifted his gaze to the side, and the other party's flushed face was hidden in the crescent of his neck...

"Phew..." Huo Yunchuan was feeling uncomfortable in the morning, which was a slightly exhausting time.

He closed his eyes and took a long breath, didn't speak or move, just lay down and waited quietly.

After an unknown period of time, the breathing rate of the boy on the neck became faster, and then the eyelashes brushed Huo Yunchuan's neck, and after one, two, three, four, five or six strokes, he became fully awake.

An Wuyang found that he was stuck with Mr. Huo after waking up.

He was a little bewildered.

"Morning." President Huo said calmly, his slanted eyes captured the embarrassment of An Wei's health.

"Well, early..." Accidentally sticking to Mr. Huo's good figure all night, An Wuyang could feel the bursting strength of the other party through his clothes, which made him more proud and quickly kept his distance.

Huo Yunchuan glanced lightly and said nothing.

At the moment when An Wuyang was in a daze, he lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and said softly, "I'm going to wash up, you get up slowly."

An Wuyang: "Yeah, okay."

He took out his mobile phone to check, it was eight o'clock in the morning, and he was really deep in sleep.

At the same time, he frowned: "I'm so hungry..." A strong sense of hunger came from his stomach, which made An Wuyang's hands and feet weak.

After Huo Yunchuan finished his work, he got off the bed slowly. Such a state caught Huo Yunchuan's attention. The man leaned over, eyes locked on his slightly pale face: "What's going on?"

An Wuyang said: "... low blood pressure, want to drink sugar water."

Huo Yunchuan looked stern, said "wait", turned and left the bedroom.

The dizzy teenager sat on the edge of the bed and waited. After he couldn't figure it out, he held Mr. Huo's hand, drank two sips of warm sugar water, and came back to life pitifully: "I'm fine."

Huo Yunchuan looked at him seriously: "When did you start to have low blood pressure? Have you seen a doctor?" His eyes were heavy, especially when the boy said he was young and had never seen a doctor.

"It's not a serious problem. I'll be fine when I get stronger." Facing Mr. Huo's displeased eyes, he got up, changed his clothes and took a shower.

It is normal for a boy from an ordinary family to have some minor physical problems, so he is so precious.

A storm gradually surged in Huo Yunchuan's eyes, not because of An Wuyang's neglect of his body: "..." He couldn't blame a single child.

"Wash your face, I'll pack your things and take you out." He spent some effort to recover his calm face and said.

"En." An Wuyang nodded, looking in the mirror left and right: "What do you think of my body?" He knew that he was going to have a maternity examination today, and wanted to see Huo Yunchuan's friend.

I can't dress too shabby, that's Mr. Diuhuo's face.

"Very good." Huo Yunchuan had been looking at him all the time, but after hearing this, he took a closer look, and finally there was a hint of a smile in his eyes.

The color is light and fresh, and the clothes with generous and decent styles are perfect for An Wuyang.

"I'm looking for a new pair of shoes to match." An Wuyang suddenly jumped up and said, he is also very interested in dressing up his appearance sometimes, who doesn't like to be praised.

Huo Yunchuan immediately stopped him: "No, I'll find it for you, you can just sit down." Seeing the liveliness of the other party made him tremble with fear, and his liver trembled.

Putting on new shoes, An Wuyang exudes the sophistication of a rich second-generation boy. If his cheeks are plumped up, he will look more like him.

Whether it's temperament or conversation, except for the irresistible young teeth (the age can't help it), it's not awkward to take it out.

Driving on the road, Huo Yunchuan said: "When your hair grows longer, I'll find you a hairstylist and change that silly hairstyle on your head."

In the back row, he was munching on dried fruit without any harm, but his chewing stopped suddenly: "..." Emotional.

The author has something to say:

You can say anything about this person, but you can't say that his hair is not good-looking