Marry a Rich Old Man

After it was over, an indescribably thick atmosphere spread in the bedroom, as long as an adult knew what happened here.

An Wuyang withdrew his somewhat overused hand, and shook his face warmly.

Then turn over and go into the bathroom to wash.

Huo Yunchuan lay on the bed for a while, then got up and followed.

"Are you okay?" He saw An Wuyang with his eyes downcast in the mirror, and asked worriedly.

"It's okay," An Wuyang said, but he turned his red palm up with embarrassment: "I've washed it." He hurriedly rinsed it with water, and was about to leave.

"Wait." Huo Yunchuan immediately pulled out a towel, took An Wuhai's hands, and wiped them carefully: "It's all red." When wiping, he inevitably turned up and saw the palms.

The old man, who was quite satisfied just now, changed after taking a breath.

But he wiped it sensibly and put it down.

An Wuyang wanted to say thank you, but fortunately, he remembered what Huo Yunchuan had said in time, so he closed his mouth.

"Then I'm going back to bed." He turned and left the bathroom.

There was still that blushing and heart-pounding smell left in the bed, and it lingered as if there was nothing after lying down.

An Wuyang got up unbearably, grabbed the corner of the quilt with both hands, and shook his arms vigorously a few times.

That's a little better.

Seeing this, Huo Yunchuan said, "Do you want to change the quilt?"

An Wuyang said, "No need."

It was getting late now, and he didn't bother to get up after lying down.

Huo Yunchuan nodded and said nothing.

The little angel with a particularly long reflex arc stayed in the arms of his spouse, Mr. Huo, and asked, "Is your grandpa easy to get along with?"

The man holding him replied: "It's easy to get along with." After a pause, he kissed him again and said, "He is also your grandfather."

An Wuyang was stunned, but from a legal point of view, it was indeed: "Um, okay." He was very unfamiliar with the memory of his own grandfather, and he only had a slight impression: "Good night..."

After he finished speaking, he closed his eyes and soon fell asleep.

"Good night." Huo Yunchuan said in a low voice.

In An Wuyang's dream this time, there were all kinds of strange things, and it dawned before he knew it.

I didn't throw up this morning, just a little nauseous when I brushed my teeth.

Aunt Zhang brought a lot of ingredients in the morning, including meat and vegetables.

After getting Huo Yunchuan's approval, An Wuyang plunged into the kitchen and followed Aunt Zhang to prepare the ingredients for the evening.

In this way, at night, you can do a job with ease.

Aunt Zhang originally refused, but An Wuyang insisted, so she accepted.

This lovely aunt was a little nervous: "It's the first time for Auntie to come to Mr. Huo's side to help entertain guests, so I'm really a little nervous."

An Wuyang looked at her: "Auntie, don't worry, Yun Chuan's friends are easy to get along with."

Aunt Zhang nodded: "I think Mr. Huo has smiled a little more these two days. Did something good happen?"

She was very curious, and the gentleman usually had a sullen face.

There's a word called it, it's scary without being angry.

"Huh?" An Wuyang couldn't help thinking about it, did Mr. Huo really smile more?

Then he turned his head and said, "Maybe it's because we got the certificate on Monday."

Aunt Zhang paused while chopping vegetables: "Get the certificate?"

She seemed surprised, but thinking about Mr. Huo's love for An Wuyang, she took it for granted.

"That's great. Congratulations, happy wedding." Aunt Zhang said.

Originally, she thought that this shy young boy was only helping Mr. Huo to have a child, so it was absolutely impossible for him to be famous.

"Thank you, Aunt Zhang." An Wuyang showed a slightly shy smile, feeling warm in his heart.

After about half an hour, the chores in the kitchen were finished.

An Wuyang, who was helping with the work, washed his hands, then picked up a cup of black tea he made himself, and knocked on the bedroom door.

"Come in." The door itself was not closed, and a serious and low voice came from inside.

An Wuyang's heart palpitated, and he walked in.

He didn't know that Huo Yunchuan was having a video conference, he just thought that the other party was dealing with daily work as usual.

"Yun Chuan, I made black tea, do you want to try it?" An Wuyang smiled, his voice was as sweet as butter.

Mr. Huo was caught off guard and immediately turned off the microphone.

But it was too late, he found that the subordinates in the video showed a look of shock and astonishment.

Huo Yunchuan was a little annoyed.

"Did I bother you?" An Wuyang didn't know anything, he focused on the hot black tea in his hand and had to bring it over carefully.

Huo Yunchuan immediately helped him catch it: "No."

By the way, move the camera away and let the subordinates look at the wall.

There was a sigh in the distant conference room, and everyone was guessing about the picture they saw and the sound they heard just now.

"I don't know what you like, so I didn't add sugar." An Wuyang scratched his head and said, meeting the deep eyes of the other party, and looked away uncomfortably: "Then you continue to work, I'll go out to read."

Huo Yunchuan nodded: "Yes."

After watching the figure of the child leave, he picked up the still hot black tea and took a sip with an expression of enjoyment.

The man who has always been lukewarm about black tea suddenly felt that black tea tasted super delicious today.

Then move the camera back and turn on the microphone: "Continue with the meeting."

In view of the fact that the subordinates have succumbed to Huo Yunchuan's despotic power all the year round, no one dared to ask about the accident just now.

Unless you are impatient.

Here, An Wuyang is sitting alone in the living room reading a book, his heart is about to move, and he has the desire to make cakes.

However, he just broke one yesterday, so he doesn't want to do it again for the time being.

And if there are guests at night, we'd better wait two days.

It is worth mentioning that September is here, and it is another school year.

An Wuyang opened the high school class group, and found that the students in it were chatting enthusiastically.

Fatty: [Smile/][Smile/][Smile/] Dude, I'm going to school, what are you doing? @安无阳

It was precisely because of being surrounded by Xiaopang that An Wuyang opened the long-lost class group.

When he saw the students chatting enthusiastically in the group, he had the illusion that they seemed to be in another world.

An Wuyang: Hey, Mr. Fatty, have a good trip tomorrow [笑笑/]

When Fatty saw this message, he immediately misunderstood: Damn, your kid went to school so early?What are you doing, pick up girl?

Class monitor Wang Li: Study committee member, don't think that everyone is like you, okay?

In her impression, An Wuyang was not a male classmate who liked to get close to girls.

Although the grades are not very good, but the parents are good-looking and polite, with a gentle and gentle personality.

An Wuyang: [Laughs/] Thank you, monitor, for proving my innocence.

As for the suspension of school, he thought it over and chose not to mention it.

Anyway, Xiaopang didn't ask too much, the other party was still the same as before, and kept talking about picking up girls.

An Wuyang: Someone told me to eat, little fat, come on and lose weight, I look forward to meeting you next time [喜笑/]

Fatty: You heartless man, you met new friends so quickly?male or female?

No way, he thought, with An Wuyang's shyness, it would be strange to make new friends.

An Wuyang answered in his heart, he is a man, but he is not a new friend, but... is...

The word "husband" is not suitable, words like "wife"... These two words flashed through An Wuyang's heart, making him tremble deeply.

Ugh, that's terrible.

When eating, Huo Yunchuan noticed that An Wuyang's face was a little red.

Without thinking too much, he stretched out his hand to feel if there was no fever, and then continued to pick up vegetables and urge the other party to eat.

There are chives on the table today.

An Wuyang felt that this was the scariest thing...

He doesn't eat chives.

It took a while to keep safe and sound, and I served him with delicious food and drink every day, but the other party looked weak, and there was no meat in total.

Huo Yunchuan's eyes swept over the child, feeling a little disgusted.

He frowned and said, "Weigh you later."

An Wuyang: "..."

When Huo Yunchuan got up to get the electronic scale, he grabbed the canned milk on the table and poured a big glass.

Holding the cup in both hands, he gulped it into his stomach.

Huo Yunchuan came out with an electronic scale, and saw that the child had a white circle around his mouth...but his face was as if nothing had happened.

A little too cute.

"Cough, get the title."

An Wuyang: "Okay." He said calmly, and he was relieved to find that he had weighed several taels.

Another excellent day today.

Huo Yunchuan sat down unfathomably, tapped his fingers on the table: "How many cups did you drink?"

An Wuyang, who was caught in the bag in an instant, blushed, and when he got nervous, he hiccupped: "Hi... one, one cup."

Huo Dashao stared at the number, and said calmly: "Minus by two."

The little angel reduced it by herself, and was unhappy to find that there was not much left after reducing two taels.

"This is unscientific..." Obviously, I also eat a lot every day.

"Come here." The man stared at the white circle on An Wuyang's mouth, and finally couldn't help but hook him.

The young boy who was still guilty didn't think much, he got off the electronic scale and walked in front of the man who was calling him.

In a blink of an eye, An Wuyang found himself being held on his lap by Mr. Huo again.

The other party stared at him with burning eyes: "Uh, what's wrong with my mouth?" He raised his hand, intending to touch...

"It's nothing." Huo Yunchuan grabbed the child's wrist: "It's just a little bit of milk..."

As the words fell, he sealed An Wuhai's lips.

It was a kiss full of milk flavor, and the 30-year-old Huo Dashao tasted it with ecstasy.

He may have to take back his own evaluation of himself, about the sentence 'I'm not a pervert'.

From here on, An Wuyang never went to the ground at all.

He was directly carried into the bedroom by Huo Yunchuan, placed on the bed and covered with a quilt: "Go to bed first, I'll be over later."

After being deprived of the opportunity to eat with his hands, he was deprived of the opportunity to walk.

An Wuyang thought sleepily, many girls must think that they are well married, right?

Um, wait, what the hell is marriage?

An Wuyang was in a daze, thinking about these wild things, he fell asleep.

He slept for a long time this time, and directly missed the opportunity to greet the guests.

At 04:30 in the afternoon, the gentle and handsome lawyer Chen Chu was the first to rush over.

When he met Huo Yunchuan, he hugged first, and then gave a gift: "Happy newlyweds, you are a winner in life."

Huo Yunchuan showed a rare smile, and Chen Chu dared to bet that if the person who was chased by Huo Yunchuan saw this smile, he would be jealous and go crazy.

Because the people who can make Huo Yunchuan smile are not them.

Of course, Chen Chu knew very well that it wasn't because of himself.

"This way please, Mr. Chen." Huo Yunchuan invited his friend in and poured tea by himself.

Because Aunt Zhang was in the kitchen, An Wuyang was still sleeping.

But even if An Wuyang was awake, it was impossible for Huo Yunchuan to let him do something.

"What about him?" Chen Chu sat down and looked around the room.

"Still sleeping." Huo Yunchuan said.

Chen Chu nodded: "It's normal for pregnant people to be lethargic."

As he was talking, there was movement at the door, and he knew it was the guy with the key without thinking about it.

"Hi!" Ji Mingjue opened the door and walked in swaggeringly: "Yo, Lao Chen is here? Earlier than me."

He was dressed fancy and sat down between two strict friends, looking extraordinarily eye-catching.

"Here, a gift." Ji Mingjue took out a box from his pocket and threw it on the table.

"Thank you." Huo Yunchuan said, washed a cup and poured tea for him.

Ji Mingjue looked around and asked with concern, "Where's the kid?"

Chen Chu replied for Huo Yunchuan: "Sleep."

Ji Mingjue glanced at his watch, in disbelief: "Tsk tsk, he can really sleep, is he a pig?"

Huo Yunchuan glanced at Ji Mingjue: "He belongs to the dragon."

Ji Mingjue and Chen Chu immediately folded their fingers and calculated, well, it happened to be a dragon.

But this can't change the fact that Huo Yunchuan is a beast.

In short, as long as the age difference of 12 years is still there, the animal plaque on Huo Yunchuan's body will not be taken off.

Huo Yunchuan and An Wuyang were mentally prepared to be spurned when they were together, and they were very calm in the face of this kind of gaze.

"When will Shaofei arrive?" He glanced at his watch, got up and went to the balcony to call grandpa.

But coincidentally, the other party's call also happened to come in.

Huo Yunchuan picked it up and called out, "Grandpa?"

"Yun Chuan..." The voice of his father Huo Xiao was on the other end of the phone: "Cough, your grandpa has already said that your mother and I are coming together now."

Mr. Huo wished he could raise his crutches and beat the unfilial son beside him to death: "No, Yun Chuan, it's not what grandpa said, oops..."

"..." Huo Yunchuan didn't say a word, this kind of silence made people suffer.

"I'm sorry, I know you want to hide it from us to protect...them, but your mother and I assure you that we will not hurt him." Huo Xiao emphasized: "We are very happy, so we want to meet him .”

Huo Yunchuan slowly looked back at the bedroom door: "I'm sure, you will scare him."

He has a deep understanding of how shy and timid An Wuyang's character is.

Zhang Ruoqi snatched the phone: "Yun Chuan, we can pretend that we are not your parents." For the sake of grandson and daughter-in-law, no matter what a son is, it can be discarded!

"That's right." Huo Xiao snatched the phone: "The other party is not even afraid of you, how could they be afraid of us?"

As a father, he accidentally said a big truth that might hurt his heart.

"Really?" President Huo straightened his collar: "That's a pity, I'm not scary in his heart, he is very dependent on me."

This is not showing off, but stating facts.