Marry a Rich Old Man

This re-posted Weibo was posted, and the fans who followed An Wushang immediately came out of the embarrassment and annoyance, bursting with laughter.

After all, Xiao Tiantian suddenly deleted Weibo just now, and everyone can guess the reason: too many people lined up in the comments and disliked the ugly words he wrote.

Netizens have spent too long on the Internet, and they have developed a poisonous mouth.

They didn't realize for a while that the object of their new fan was just a teenage boy, a puberty who was stinky and had a particularly strong self-esteem.

The other party must be angry that so many people blatantly dislike the ugly word.

Annoyed fans collectively confessed their mistakes under Britney's previous Weibo: "I'm sorry! We were wrong, please don't be angry [big cry/][big cry/][big cry/]."

An Wuyang was busy, and after he finished his work, he saw these messages, and a new Weibo had been sent.

The homework is so difficult 2000V replied to Madou of Ayu's family: I am not angry, I reposted a new one, you can go and have a look.

After he finished replying, everyone on his new Weibo was laughing like crazy.

Netizen 1: I thought he was going to do something, but it turned out that he was going to sue... [Laughing/] [Laughing/]

Netizen 2: Damn it!Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

Netizen 3: Ahhh, joint blessings, Huo Dashao is so spoiled, I can eat this pair of CP for 1 years!

Netizen 4: [狗头/] makes you feel disgusted, is the big boss coming out?

……

In just two hours after An Wuyang posted his Weibo, the number of retweets reached over 1. For a non-celebrity artist like him who just 'started' a blog, the statistic is quite astonishing.

The number of fans is also rising at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Isn't An Wuyang just an ordinary young man married into a wealthy family, why did he suddenly become popular?He didn't say anything or do anything, someone posted a Weibo specifically to ask for an answer.

Fans of An Wuhao rushed to reply to the blogger: 23333 because he is sweet!

Life is already so difficult. If you are a fan of a sweet and dreamy little brother, wouldn’t it be nice to have a smile every day?

After reading the answer, the blogger felt that it made sense.

So I also paid attention to the Weibo of 'Homework is so difficult 2000V'.

An Wuyang finished the task assigned to him by her mother-in-law, put aside the Weibo matter, and then continued to do what she had to do.

This 'what' refers to the fact that Huo Yunchuan is working in the study, and he is studying by the side.

Until five o'clock in the afternoon, President Huo at the next table finished his work, got up and went to the gym to consume his energy, and before leaving, he glanced at the little angel: "I'm leaving."

An Wuyang: "Yeah..." He lowered his head and continued to study.

Huo Yunchuan said again: "I'm leaving, going to the gym."

An Wuyang: "I see."

Seeing that he didn't look up at him at all, Huo Yunchuan frowned in disappointment.

Then he turned around and left, returning to the bedroom with an expression of No. [-] showing no emotion, and changing into gym clothes.

He insists on the habit of exercising every day, especially after getting married, if he doesn't tire himself out, he will always think about torturing the little angel.

After the study room became quiet, the well-studied boy suddenly raised his head: "..." Seeing that the next table was empty, he began to pack his things.

Huo Yunchuan sullenly did push-ups, and suddenly felt an extra weight on his back.

He paused with both arms, and after making sure that the little angel was sitting firmly, he continued to keep up and down at a speed of two per second.

"You are so amazing." An Wuyang was so envious, he looked at the other's strong muscles, pinched his slender arms where he couldn't see where the biceps were, and sighed softly.

Mrs. Huo came over to ask her son and daughter-in-law to have dinner. She happened to see such a cute scene and smiled happily. At the same time, she recorded it with her mobile phone.

"Chang Chi, Yun Chuan, it's time to eat."

Afterwards, Zhang Ruoqi sent a small gym video to her son.

When President Huo received the video, he realized that the little angel was smiling like a peach blossom on his back, so cute...

He thought about it for two seconds and posted the video on Weibo.

Huo Yunchuan V: [Small Video] Wedding on July 7th, marry my little baby.

After he got married, he also gained fans, and the fans who followed Britney also followed him.

After this Weibo was posted, let fans know what it means to send candy with official strength, and they should cry sweetly at their rhythm.

"The video is so sweet, so sweet, so sweet!"

"Huo Yunchuan's figure, tsk tsk tsk, Xiao Tiantian, you are still in the mood to giggle, can you bear it?!"

"My God! Jealousy!"

"23333 upstairs is haunted by Sao Ling."

"As an old fan [bye bye/] who followed Huo Yunchuan early in the morning, I can't believe that he would actually show his affection and lose his fan."

"Other people's boyfriends never let us down."

"Others' boyfriends never let us down +10086"

An Wuyang saw his wedding date from Huo Yunchuan's Weibo, happily forwarded it and replied: Is it July 7th?I got it @胡暖川V: [Small video] Wedding on July 15th, marry my little baby.

Netizens almost knelt down and sang Conquer: [Laughing and crying/][Laughing and crying/] Didn’t you know this before? @Work is so difficult 2000V.

The homework is so difficult 2000V Reply: I just don’t know.

No specific date was discussed on Wednesday, only that it will be done in the near future.

The incision on An Wuyang's abdomen has healed for more than a month and almost two months. Recently, it has always been itchy, and he wants to scratch it with his hands.

Huo Yunchuan was afraid that his attack would not be serious, so he directly grabbed his hands and slept with them.

"But, the wound is very itchy..." An Wuyang complained with tears.

Huo Yunchuan swallowed, stretched out one hand to the little angel's abdomen, and gently rubbed around the wound with his fingertips.

Little Angel: "Just use your strength!"

"Shut up." President Huo gritted his teeth, his eyes turned red, wishing he could kill this little thing on the spot: "Or I won't scratch it for you, or you won't talk."

An Wuyang was not slow, so he immediately closed his mouth and pretended to be dead.

He could hear the other person's heavy breathing, so he couldn't understand it even more, it was also a man...

Hearing the little angel's muttering, Huo Yunchuan's face turned dark: "Compare me to you?"

This is not comparable, the other party's children have all been born, and they are still as young as a baby.

Only then did An Wuyang realize that he accidentally muttered: "Cough..." His fair face flushed with embarrassment, and he quickly said, "I'm praising you from the side."

"..." Huo Yunchuan raised his eyebrows, and finally felt a little more relaxed: "Is it still itchy?" His fingertips kept touching the opponent's skin, and he was not a dead person who couldn't do it below.

"It's still itchy..." the little angel snorted.

Papa Huo scratched the little angel's itch all night, and after the other party fell asleep, he got up and took a cold shower.

In the blink of an eye, June [-]th was An Wuyang's birthday.

Born in a family with no birthday habit, An Wuyang doesn't even remember his own birthday.

Only when it passed, did I suddenly remember, oh, the day before yesterday/the day before yesterday/last week was my birthday, that's all.

Fifteen days before, Mrs. Huo found Huo Yunchuan.

"No.15 is Chiggy's birthday, how about we hold a birthday party for him?"

Huo Yunchuan thought for a while, then shook his head and rejected his mother's kindness: "No need, he will feel embarrassed."

Since the person who knows An Wuyang best is not herself, Mrs. Huo didn't force it.

"He will be very happy if you give him a small cake..." Huo Yunchuan muttered, knowing that the little thing has never been a person who enjoys luxury, and if it is too extravagant and grand, it will make the other party at a loss.

Taking advantage of An Wei's afternoon nap, Huo Yunchuan found his chef and asked him to teach him how to make small cakes.

The chef was frightened: "Elder...Eldest young master?"

He had worked in the Huo family for more than ten years, and it was the first time he saw Huo Yunchuan approaching the kitchen.

"Hurry up and teach me how to cook something delicious." Huo Yunchuan said.

"Okay, okay." The chef didn't dare to delay, and taught him immediately.

After a while, President Huo's face was full of flour.

"Tsk, why on earth would he like such a complicated and boring thing?" But in order to make the other party happy, forget it.

The chef didn't dare to speak at all...

I just find it incredible that the young master who was indifferent and rebellious in his youth will one day hold others in his hands.

Papa Huo spent a noon and made four mini cream cakes for the little angel, namely strawberry, cherry, mango and blueberry.

He followed the chef's advice and opted for a lovely framing look with brightly colored fruit... cloyingly sweet.

"..." Huo Yunchuan himself despises this kind of sweets that are bursting with sugar, but this is the little angel's birthday cake, so he can only carefully put it in the refrigerator and keep it cold.

An Wuyang lived the same day as usual, and did not realize that today is his birthday.

Until the little friend sent him a congratulatory message.

—Happy birthday, buddy!

The little angel finally found out that today is her birthday?

However, the whole family remained silent!

"..." There is emotion.

After seeing the baby, An Wuyang walked over to the fake father, put his eyes on him, and asked, "Do you know what day it is today?"

Huo Yunchuan glanced slightly, and said calmly: "What day?"

It seems that he really doesn't know.

An Wuyang informed a little sullenly: "Today is Saturday."

"So?" Papa Huo looked at him and asked lightly, "Do you want to go out to play?"

"No." An Wuyang shook his head in denial, then walked away sadly, and went back to his desk to listen to the repeater, which contained Huo Yunchuan's recorded English reading for him, so he couldn't hear it.

Huo Yunchuan glanced at him, and while he was listening to English seriously, he got up and left the study.

"..." An Wuyang read along with the repeater in a low voice, his clear and focused voice filled the study room.

The lights above the head suddenly went dark, and the melody of the birthday song appeared.

"Ah..." The little boy turned his head in surprise, and when he saw the candlelight and the cake, he was overjoyed.

Huo Yunchuan: "Happy 19th birthday, safe and sound."

"Thank you..." An Wuyang took the cake foolishly, seeing how small it was, he was inexplicably excited: "Such a small cake, aren't you going to share it with everyone?"

The subtext of the little angel is: "Is it all my own!"

Huo Dashao, who wanted to win a wave of favorability, nodded at him: "Well, I made it myself."

"Ah?" The little angel's face changed faster than the weather in June: "Is it still edible?"

Mr. Huo: "..."