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Yu Zhongye pinched Xing Ming's shoulders, brought him into his arms, leaned over and whispered threats in his ear: "Go home and clean you up."

This kind of intimacy does not shy away from others. Of course Yu Shaoai saw it, but pretended not to see it. He waved to his father and said, "Talk slowly, I'm going back." Deliberately, without pointing out, just said: "Since we are here, let's have a meal together."

"Okay." Yu Shaoai agreed readily, thought for a while and said, "I have to choose the place."

It was rare for three people to be present at the same time. Yu Shaoai walked in front alone, while Ren Xieyang dragged a three-meter-long shadow behind him.Yu Zhongye and Xing Ming walked behind without haste, and the three of them were separated by a certain distance.Yu Shaoai heard Xing Ming behind him say to the people around him, I just dunked.

He didn't hear what Yu Zhongye replied, but it was probably approval.

The two talked about some technical issues on the topic of basketball, and then extended it, from the NBA to the US election and even the Madonna of the White Left. They have an intimate and natural attitude, one coquettishly and the other doting unscrupulously, like a lover whispering, but also like a father and son caring and filial to each other.

Yu Shaoai felt goosebumps all over his body the more he listened, and wondered more and more, who is the real son of that old fox?

Thinking about drinking some wine at night, Xing Ming left the car in the parking lot. Although Yu Shaoai had obtained a domestic driver's license, he liked cycling more than driving, saying it was environmentally friendly.

The new driver, Lao Song, took them to a place to eat.I heard Lao Song say in the car that Uncle Yu will not end the first episode of "Oriental Vision", even if he can't watch the live broadcast when he is busy, he will take time to watch the replay. .

The place was chosen by Yu Shaoai, and he couldn't tell the exact address. Lao Song let him "go straight" and "turn left" to direct, and Xing Ming never expressed a single opinion from the beginning to the end.As a result, after a fairly smooth journey for 10 minutes, the three of them stopped in front of the red shed, which was very familiar to each other.

"Dad, don't look at the shabby place, you can't pick the taste." Yu Shaoai never came to Boss Mazi's shed with Lao Tzu, but went to Boss Mazi's shed many times with Xing Ming, and he thought the taste was second best. The boss is enthusiastic and the scene is hot Around, it is worth visiting again and again.

Yu Zhongye glanced at Xing Ming lightly, and said to his son, "I've been here before."

Seeing the distinguished guests approaching, the boss Mazi wiped the table himself, arranged the seats, and greeted Yu Zhongye with a smile: "Uncle Yu hasn't come for a long time."

Yu Zhongye didn't sit down by himself, so he opened the chair for Xing Ming: "Too busy."

"Anchor Xing often comes to take care of my business, and there is this handsome guy, I don't know if it is..." After a long pause, Boss Mazi didn't know Yu Shaoai's identity, nor had he been introduced by the taciturn anchor Xing, and was always suspicious. The relationship between the two seems to be close but not close, and they finally took the opportunity to inquire.

Yu Zhongye smiled and said, "My son.

Boss Mazi serves the wine first, and then the food and drink. The wine is Hengshui Baigan, and the dish is drunk shrimp in brine with peanuts, edamame, and soy.

Xing Ming persuaded Yu Zhongye: "Your stomach is weak, don't drink."

But Yu Zhongye patted Xing Ming's hand to stop him, looked at his son and said, "It's rare that Aiken sits at the table with me, and I have to drink two glasses."??

The evening breeze is blowing, the fragrance of vegetables is wafting, and the voices of people under the greenhouse are buzzing.While waiting for the main course, Yu Zhongye asked his son if he was used to living alone outside.

The ending sound is very low, it can't be heard that it is an interrogative sentence. Originally, when Yu Shaoai went abroad when he was young, he first lived with others, and then wandered alone. It is obviously not difficult to take care of himself when he becomes an adult.It's just that the speaker's demeanor and tone are too understated, so the concern seems insincere.

"It's okay. I'm living where Xing Ming used to live. Sometimes he comes to sleep when he's late after class." Xing Ming signed a long-term lease with the landlord. The rent has already been paid in full and will not be refunded. Xing Ming moved into Yu It's a pity to feel that your house is empty after staying at home.It just so happened that Yu Shaoai didn't live in Hong's house right now, and was looking for a new house, so he let him live temporarily.

Yu Zhongye glanced at Xing Ming again, smiled and said, "You two have a good relationship."

"It's not just good, it's really good." Yu Shaoai shrugged his shoulders at Yu Zhongye, then winked at Xing Ming, and said deliberately, "We are the same age, you and Xing Ming have a generation gap." The two men were silent, Yu Shaoai put a smiling face in front of Xing Ming, and called him: "Is that right, Mr. Xing?"

This kid was really uneasy and kind, every word revealed the suspicion of provoking trouble, Xing Ming gave Yu Shaoai a cold face, and was busy clearing up his relationship with this kid: "I don't know you well."

"How do you say that?" Yu Shaoai raised his eyebrows and smiled, and his smile became more and more glamourous, "We almost kissed each other the first time we met, but did you touch them when you were on a business trip? Did you hug them? Are you up and down? I even looked at the breasts and buttocks, and you said you don’t know me well?”

Xing Ming shot a knife in his eyes, trying to stop Yu Shaoai from talking nonsense, but Yu Zhongye didn't react much, and said to his son: "I have listened to the song you participated in the competition."

"How is it?" Yu Shaoai, who was not serious all the way, finally straightened his face, and there was a little light of expectation in his eyes.

"Yes." Yu Zhongye nodded slightly.

"Some people say that the melody of the chorus is hard to remember. I'm still worried." Although it was an inexplicably happy thing to respond to Lao Tzu, he didn't let out a breath until Yu Zhongye nodded. Such a simple word can be regarded as this The highest compliment a man can give.

Yu Zhongye asked: "Do you need to say hello to Dongya?"

Yu Shaoai refused straight away, categorically saying, "Yu Zhongye's son can only rely on himself."

Yu Zhongye lowered his eyes, reached out his hand to fill up the wine glass in front of Yu Shaoai's eyes, then turned back and poured half a glass for himself.Holding up the wine glass, Lao Tzu smiled lightly and respected his son: "Waiting for your good news."