Against the current Hengdao

In the evening of the next day, Mr. Ling and Yan Xiaodao hosted a private party among relatives and friends in this small wooden house at the foot of the Rocky Mountains.

Since noon, cars have been driving into the mountain trails one after another, trekking hard on the slippery thin ice.

Mr. Yan received several calls for help in the afternoon. First, Liu Huizhen called and said that Mao Zhixiu had driven his four-wheel drive off-road into a small river ditch.

Yan Xiaodao was shocked: "Did you fall into the river? Are you two okay?"

Liu Huizhen said: "Fortunately, the river was frozen, and we climbed out. I just need to trouble Mr. Yan to help us get the car out of the ditch..."

Mr. Yan really worried about the girls. Mr. Yan, who is always compassionate and chivalrous, quickly wrapped up his coat and ran out to welcome the two girls into the door.

After a while, I received another call from Su Zhe.Su Zhe said: "Mr. Yan, help me, I, I, I, I can't get in!"

Yan Xiaodao asked: "Where did you fall again?"

Su Zhe said: "I haven't fallen, I haven't entered the mountain yet! My car can't go in!"

Xiangu Mao snatched the phone and scolded the child: "Ah Zhe, you are a fool, you are just dragging your feet. You know you are going to go into the mountains, but you drive a toy car! Are you planning to walk in with the car on your back!"

Su Zhe shouted: "I don't care, Mr. Yan comes out to pick me up, I'm still here at the gas station in the town!"

Yan Xiaodao then drove to the town in person again, and took Su Zhe, who was not worried, into the house. Along the way, he listened to this guy whispering in his ear that he recently opened a French coffee breakfast room in Denver and became a small boss I made a fortune and planned to find a reliable husband as soon as possible to live a loving life.

Brother Su changed his hairstyle again, with black braids on his head.

Yan Xiaodao asked: "How do you wash your hair?"

Su Zhe said: "Use the cleaning potion once every half a month, and you can't wash it. If you wash it randomly, your hairstyle will be ruined. It costs [-] US dollars to do it once."

Yan Xiaodao frowned: "Okay, you can make yourself like this for six hundred dollars..."

Su Zhe smiled and said, "Mr. Ling introduced us to this hairstylist as well. His hair is longer than mine, so it must look good when combed like this!"

Yan Xiaodao resolutely refused: "Don't!"

Looking at the scenery of the lake and mountains outside the window, Su Zhe twirled his pigtails and said with emotion: "Boss Ling can get married smoothly, and I can definitely get married too."

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The party is a Western-style family meal mode. Ling He cooks things neatly. The long table in the living room is full of all kinds of tempting snacks. The aroma of charcoal-grilled veal and small octopus is mixed with the smell of pine oil wood, burgundy, and hot black tea. Together, it makes people feel drunk, and the room is warm in the winter evening.

Si Pang looked into the room with two black bean-like eyeballs through the windowpane that was glowing with red light, looking forward to supper and feeding.

The guests who came to play were all Linghe's best friends who had made in North America.Yan Xiaodao looked around, and he knew basically everyone in the house. Since the battle at Linwan Wharf, he had seen blood in the fight, and he didn't know each other if he didn't fight, and he traveled all the way south and north. .

Everyone clinked glasses and drank, chatted and reminisced about the old days, and played Texas Hold'em in a circle.

Near the bar in the living room, a young man with a thin figure and a cool expression, drooping eyelids seemed to be absent-minded and slow-moving. He made two cups of coffee in a short while, handed one to Ling He, and signaled to Yan Xiaodao: "Mr. Yan, you and President Ling's soy milk latte."

Yan Xiaodao walked over and took the coffee graciously: "The craftsmanship is very good."

The little brother gave him a cool look from under his eyelids: "You have poor eyesight."

The chubby girl with round glasses who walked through the kitchen with a garbage bag interjected: "Mr. Yan, after drinking coffee, don't forget to have mango-flavored milk tea after the meal. The boss ordered it for you."

Yan Xiaodao's background sound at this time was the merciless ridicule and ridicule of the whole room.Mao Zhixiu crossed his legs on the armrest of the sofa, sitting in a chic posture. After laughing, he hurriedly justified Yan Xiaodao: "Don't be so embarrassing, Mr. Yan is too lazy to know your level and not expose your details! Mr. Yan is afraid that the two of you will be in the company. Do you keep an eye on him at the door? People are not afraid, stalking is a kind of interest and fun between the couple..."

Everyone in the room started booing again. Mr. Yan and Mr. Ling quickly described to us what kind of fun it is to "stalk"!

Ling He wiped his hands, and wandered out of the kitchen like a jade tree facing the wind, without saying a word, watching Yan Xiaodao's hooked eyes and saying everything: The fun of stalking, peeping and eavesdropping is, Mr. Yan, you stand in front of me. You have a dignified appearance in a suit and leather shoes. In fact, you have always been naked and see-through in my eyes. I know everything about you, and you belong to me.

Of course, Ling He no longer plays the boring game of stalking and eavesdropping.In the final analysis, the mentality and living conditions are different, and I no longer have the abnormal psychological needs in that respect.Yan Xiaodao is by his side now, the two of them live together, they are inseparable day and night, and they are still eavesdropping?Is this house bugging that house?

The two sat on the same sofa tacitly.Yan Xiaodao grabbed Ling He's wrist on the side of his thigh where no one else could see: "It's been hard work today."

Ling He smiled lightly: "What's my hard work?"

Yan Xiaodao feels that it is a great enjoyment for anyone who has a Linghe in his family.As long as you can peel off the mask and shell that is not easy to get close to this person, and peel off the false appearance to reveal the truth, Ling He is a smart, capable and efficient life partner, perfect in every aspect.

Yan Xiaodao: "The cornmeal pizza is well baked, unique, and better than outside."

Ling He: "How many yuan did you eat?"

Yan Xiaodao: "That pot is six yuan, right? I ate half of it, it's delicious! You should eat it quickly."

Ling He: "Vegetarian pizza with eggplant, onion and peas, no meat, you can eat half of it, have you switched to vegan?"

Yan Xiaodao: "You did it... I can smell your meat."

The wine was almost half drunk, it was dark outside, and the lights inside were brightly lit.Gently swaying soul music was released from the jukebox, and Captain Mao began to wink frequently again, calling for all the minions to coax Ling He and Yan Xiaodao to dance together.

Mao Zhixiu said: "We haven't seen it yet, let's dance one!"

Liu Huizhen said: "It is said that Mr. Yan asked Mr. Ling to dance the tango in the company. We also want to see it."

Ling He corrected with a sneer: "I asked him to dance."

Su Zhe: "Mr. Yan should take the initiative this time!"

Mao Zhixiu: "Don't be coy, man, we want to watch tango!!"

Yan Xiaodao didn't hesitate, and stood up first.With a handsome smile on his face, he wandered leisurely for half a circle in the room, kept looking at Ling He's face, and rolled up the cuffs of the cashmere sweater to the elbow.

Yan Xiaodao rubbed his nose occasionally, his eyes wandered under the eyelashes, and he glanced outside the house from time to time.Such a detailed expression, seen from Ling He's vision, represents a guilty conscience or other feelings.

Yan Xiaodao was not the only one with flickering eyes and a secretive smile on his lips who communicated with each other with various small gestures. Everyone present was like this. This scene made Ling He even more suspicious-what is Yan Xiaodao going to do?

The record player picked up the timing and switched to a South American tango, Yan Xiaodao walked up to Ling He solemnly and affectionately, and pulled him up from the sofa.

This room is a bit narrow for dancing. The small living room is crowded with furniture and guests, and it is impossible to turn around. The protagonist makes room.

The ceiling of the wooden house is lower than the average room, and the simple chandelier sways slightly above Yan Xiaodao's head, always making him feel that the next second this overactive chandelier is going to hit him in the face!The warm yellow light shrouded the shoulders of the two generously, and cast beautiful light and shadow on Ling He's face, with distinct layers and seductiveness.

The room is small and the beauty of the room is small. The two had to bring their chests closer together, their thighs were forced to wrap tighter, and their dance steps became more intimate.Ling He's legs kept rubbing against Xiao Dao's knees, letting his body communicate with the tango music beating his heart.For a moment of forgetfulness, Yan Xiaodao couldn't help stroking the hand holding Ling He's back waist heavily, and Ling He's hand clearly touched the dimple of the back of his neck, protruding deep and shallow at the edge of the collar of his cashmere sweater.

Yan Xiaodao took the lead this time with an invitation gesture, and finally had the opportunity to dance the male step.Ling He didn't argue with him about this, and followed his lead obediently.The room was narrow, and there was no need to turn around. The two of them just swayed their waists, moved their legs, retreated, and stepped up. They were so proficient that they naturally fit together. Breathe out, really eye-opening.

The last time I danced in the company, I kept a secret, and my brows and eyes were still pretending to be restrained. This time, I announced to the world openly, without any scruples.

Yan Xiaodao stared at Ling He's eyes, and was about to be sucked dry by those light green eyes, rippling in a pool of deep water.He hugged Ling He's waist and moved forward suddenly, Ling He leaned back with his strength, his long hair suddenly fell down, amazed...

Ling He straightened up again, and the tip of his hair jumped out and hit Yan Xiaodao on the face.Where the eyes of the two collide is the thrilling passion...

At the end of the song, the meaning is still unfinished, and the hands and fingers are intertwined and do not want to separate.This kind of dance together, they can dance for a lifetime without feeling tired.

The sticky fingers finally separated, Ling He sat back on the sofa, Yan Xiaodao was still poking in the middle of the living room.

Ling He repeatedly looked at Yan Xiaodao, who was preoccupied, from a bottom-up perspective. Is this person really busy today?

Mao Zhixiu winked at Liu Huizhen and Su Zhe: the show has begun.

Yan Xiaodao smiled handsomely, and snapped his fingers outside the room.

Snapping his fingers was a signal, and someone next to him opened a narrow gap in the glass door leading from the living room to the outdoor porch.

As soon as the glass door opened, Sipang sneaked in "chiliu" at the right moment, wagging his big fluffy tail, looking around cleverly.This is a happy squirrel with a fat head and big ears. As soon as it stood up, its belly fell softly. Some people thought that this guy was pregnant. In fact, this is obviously a male squirrel, but he eats too much every day. , the combination of Western and Western food at the host's house is really good.

On the path from the porch to the living room, an unknown person sprinkled the hazelnut powder along the way, luring Si Fatty to lick the hazelnut powder along the established route and lick it!

Yan Xiaodao has a cashew nut in his hand.Si Pang dragged his fat belly, stepped on his leather shoes and tugged at his trousers all the way, wheezing and wheezing, he finally climbed onto his hands, and took the cashew nuts in one bite.

Yan Xiaodao winked: Where are the things?

Si Pang shook him around with his glass eyes: What is it?I want cashew nuts.

Yan Xiaodao: I asked you to hand me something important!

Si Pang: Damn it, fourth master, I want cashew nuts, I want more!

Yan Xiaodao gritted his teeth secretly: Go back and get it, or you won't eat it.

Si Pang stumbled along Yan Xiaodao's trouser legs and rolled down the ground, then slipped out through the crack of the glass door, slipped in again after a while, and this time finally grabbed an object and stuffed it into Yan Xiaodao's hand.

Yan Xiaodao saw that what Sipang handed him in exchange was a half-broken pine cone with missing edges and corners. This guy didn't like to eat the leftovers, and asked to exchange for more delicious human snacks.

Si Fat screamed and stretched out his claws: Cashew nuts! !

Yan Xiaodao couldn't take it anymore: Where is the precious thing I asked you to bring?You did well after training for most of the day yesterday, but at the critical moment, why did you let me down?

The whole house collapsed and collapsed.Covering half of his face with one hand, Ling He has already realized what Yan Xiaodao is doing, but how can he use this lazy and stubborn Si Fatty!

Mr. Yan, do you think Si Pang's IQ, EQ and mobility can compare with your own Xiong Er and San Niang who have been raised for many years?This is a fat squirrel, it's not a Malamute, and it doesn't listen to passwords at all.

A younger brother slipped out of the yard to check it out, and came back quickly with a frightened expression on his face, desperately winking at Yan Xiaodao: no more, lost it.

Yan Xiaodao was surprised: lost?

Ling He was even more astonished: Lost it? !

Ling He couldn't bear it anymore and stood up, with an extremely complicated expression on his face, holding a breath of sullen breath, wanting to bite Mr. Yan very much.

Yan Xiaodao's expression was even more complicated, and he strode out of the living room, ignoring the coldness outside, and hurriedly rushed to Sifat's shack under the porch.He climbed up the stairs and found the opening of Sipang's exclusive luxurious small room, reached out his hand to feel inside, and found a pile of broken cashew nuts and various screw glass balls, but there was nothing he was looking for.

Really blind this time.

Si Pang had already run happily all the way, jumping across the snow, rolling and having fun on the thin layer of snow in the yard.

Ling He hurriedly chased out of the living room, pulled Yan Xiaodao over from the ladder, and approached Yan Xiaodao's eyes: "What are you hiding?"

Yan Xiaodao held back his smile: "You'll know it when you see it."

Ling He stretched out a palm: "Give it to me, I want to see it."

Yan Xiaodao said helplessly, "I'll find it first."

Ling He was exasperated: "Where did it go?!"

The two of them were tacit to each other, and they didn't say it clearly.But with Ling He's temper, if he can't find what he wants tonight, he must first tear up Si Fatty, and then press Yan Xiaodao on the bed to eat and wipe off his desires.

A group of people lit lamps and candles, rushed into the courtyard in the freezing weather, caught Si Fatty, and looked for treasures.

In autumn and winter, squirrels have the habit of digging deep holes to accumulate food, digging pits and burying good things deep for storage. This habit has been played to death tonight. How can I find it?

"Where is it hiding?"

"It can dig a hole in any corner of the tree pit in the yard, and it can hide."

"Otherwise, wait until all the snow melts in Xia Tian before looking for it, Si Pang will dig out the treasure by himself!"

"It's over, Mr. Yan's 'Fat A Plan' to propose marriage can only be delayed for a few more months..."

"..."

Si Pang happily ran around along the porch, then crept back into the room, feeling nostalgic for the warmth of the world brewing in the bright lights, and deeply felt the desolation and sadness of being a single squirrel.It jumped over the lemon cheesecake tray, jumped off the kitchen stove, and slipped into the bedroom of the two masters.

Ling He took aim at Si Fatty's obvious big tail, and then rushed into the bedroom: "Where did you hide my things?"

Si Pang jumped up and down: Stupid human feeding officer, you chase after me, if you have the ability to chase me.

Ling He flung his slippers and chased Si Pang barefoot in the bedroom!

He used the pillow as an attack weapon, and accurately hit Si Fatty's tail, causing the guy's helicopter propeller to fail instantly, and he fell onto the bed in a free-falling posture with a "bang"!

Ling He rushed forward with the momentum of killing all directions, and when he plunged into the big bed, he watched Si Pang jump away from the gap between his arms.

The phone in the trouser pocket beeped, and it turned out to be a WeChat video request.

When Ling He saw the video call coming from across the ocean, he immediately extinguished half of his arrogance in fighting with Si Fatty, and his tone instantly changed to that of a good son-in-law: "Mom?"

Yan Shi is not proficient enough to play with this WeChat video, and keeps looking for the best angle in the camera, trying to see Ling He clearly: "Xiao He, what are you doing?"

Ling He clicked on the video and regretted it again. He should have only played the audio and not the figures, and he would have to be ripped apart from head to toe by his mother-in-law for interrogation.

Yan looked at Ling He with bright eyes: "I know you guys are gathering today, Xiao He, are you having fun?"

Ling He was still half lying on the bed: "Well, it's pretty good, how are you, Mom?"

Yan Shi: "Eh? Where are you? Don't you have a lot of friends over to play?"

Ling He: "Oh, I'm in my own room, the bedroom."

Yan Shi: "Oh... bedroom... oh..."

Ling He realized something was wrong, and quickly changed his words: "It's not a bedroom either, I..."

At this moment, Yan Xiaodao pushed the door open without winking and entered. He jumped up and rode on Ling He's waist, and a big face flashed into the camera's field of vision.

Ling He has a sharp eye and quickly pushes Yan Xiaodao away.

Yan Xiaodao caught a glimpse of the familiar and kind face in the video camera, turned around and fled, and quickly rolled out of bed.

Yan Shi saw it at a glance: "Oh, the knife is also there."

Ling He: "He's not here."

Ling He turned his face to wink at Yan Xiaodao, and mouthed: "Hurry up and catch that bastard Si Fatty!"

The two of them were talking dumbly on the other bed, and Yan Shi understood: "Oh, that's all right, all right, I just want to see if you two are doing well, so I won't bother you. How old are you, really..."

Ling He quickly turned his head: "Mom, you didn't bother us."

At this time, Yan Xiaodao caught Si Pang under the bed, and he didn't know where he went. The whole bed was shaking under Ling He, and the bed was about to be lifted.

Ling He slipped to the floor in embarrassment, Si Pang quickly passed by his arms, and ran away with his big tail propped up.In the next second, he was hit in the waist by Yan Xiaodao who came out from under the bed, and he let out a "huh".

What Yan can see from the camera is Ling He's messy hair, frowning slightly, someone bumped into his waist from behind, and then half of the sweaty face of Xiao Dao poked out from Ling He's back shoulder...

Yan remained calm, and said with a tactful smile: "I'll hang up first, so as not to disturb you two.

"You two, don't be too tired at ordinary times, young people pay more attention to their health, or they will regret it when they get old.

"I'm not around, and I can't make soup for you every day. It's delicious, Xiaohe, remember to stew a pot of yam and pork kidney soup, the two of you drink...the one who is the most in charge..."

Ling He slapped Yan Xiaodao roughly back under the bed, out of sight of the camera.

Ling He finally hung up the video call of his mother-in-law's routine inspection, and quickly ordered Yan Xiaodao: "Si Fatty often enters our bedroom, is he hiding in this room secretly?...Look for it!"

The two searched again and again, digging three feet into the bedroom, as if the couple were arguing to find out where each other's private money was hidden. They dug through the cracks in the mattress and the heating vents.

Yan Xiaodao found an "[-]" mahjong domino from a book box on the bedside table.This card looks very familiar, the edges and corners have been rounded, I wonder if it is often licked out by someone in his mouth.

Yan Xiaodao's eyes showed a bit of excitement and emotion: "You still keep it?"

Ling He snatched the mahjong tile as a token of his love: "Mine, don't move casually."

Yan Xiaodao smiled contentedly: "You like it so much, I'll give you a few more to lick and play with."

Ling He sneered back: "You wait for me to 'feed' this card to you at night."

Yan Xiaodao smiled and asked without fear: "You treat me so viciously? Where are you going to feed it?"

"What do you think?" Ling He stared at him, "... Where are you itchy and hungry?"

In addition to bickering at leisure, I still haven't found the ultimate treasure.They looked around left and right, passing the ecstasy figure hanging on the curtain rod with four fat tails flicking, and their eyes finally fell on the big chandelier on the ceiling.

The chandelier diffuses light of appropriate shades, illuminating the walls of the room.

Yan Xiaodao looked around and needed a chair to step on.

Ling He walked over and squatted under the chandelier, signaling: Up, up, up!

Yan Xiaodao stepped on Ling He's shoulder with bare feet, and asked Ling He to hold his calf.He probed to the top of the large chandelier, and in the middle of the copper candlestick-shaped light bulb bracket, he found the purple-red velvet box that Si Fatty hid there for the winter.