flirt with a rich man

Xiao Zhuo looked at the time and left the work in hand, his son was about to leave school.

There is no oven at home, so the process of making pineapple cakes is naturally completed in the store. The weather is fine today, and the outside is bright. He changed into an apron and greeted several chefs in the kitchen, "I'll leave the interior to the masters first. , I will pick up my son."

The master is a kind-looking fat man with a round body. When he smiles, he looks like a Maitreya Buddha, making people want to get close to him. Xiao Zhuo was still guided by him when he first came.

At this time, the master chef was still fighting with the pineapple on the chopping board, holding the pineapple with one hand and rhythmically starting to play with the knife with the other.

'Thump, thump, thump——' All I could see was the phantom of the blade dangling back and forth.

Not to mention, don't look at the master chef who has a lot of meat, but he does things very quickly and with a strict eye.

"Go, go, the pineapples are almost ready to be fried when you come back."

"Got it!"

After the master gave the order, Xiao Zhuo went out and got on the battery car and rushed to the kindergarten quickly, smirking a few times at the setting sun while twisting and turning.

"Fuck you! Are you looking for bumps on purpose!"

There was a rapid horn sound behind him, and the owner stuck his head out of the car window and yelled, "Why are you riding a bike!"

Xiao Zhuo immediately returned to a normal person, and smiled embarrassedly and concentrated on leaning on the right side.

Passing by the cinema to buy two tickets by plane, he could see Yiming's expression clearly if he didn't buy something in the morning.

Ever since classmate Yiming participated in the little princess's birthday, the little princess automatically put him in her team, ran to them when she had anything to do, and chirped like a relative.

"Xiao Yiming, go to my house to play."

"No." Yiming frowned, obviously annoyed, he followed the teacher's footsteps out of the school with his schoolbag perverted, and then stood on the side of the road that he had agreed with his father to wait.

"Why, why don't you go to my house and play with building blocks together?" The little princess stood in front of Yiming, a little unwilling to give up.

"Father said to go to the movies tonight." Yiming stared at his toes, his face shrunk and his clothes were well buried.

"Hmph." The little princess folded her hands on her uncle's chest, probably a little angry, "I'll ask my uncle to show me too!"

"Thank you Santa Fe."

Just looking at the expression, he knew that the little princess had lost her temper. Hou Hao shook his head helplessly, seeing Xiao Yiming who was standing next to him, his expression tightened, and the things in his pockets started to feel hot.

"Hello, Uncle Hou."

Hou Hao squatted down in front of the kid and smiled, looked around to see if Xiao Zhuo was around, and asked, "Where's your father?"

"Father hasn't come yet." Little eyebrows twitched again, Yiming sniffled and said, "Dad is busy with work, he will be here soon."

Hou Hao stared blankly at the kid's face, the more he looked at his face, the more his heart sank, and after recovering, he covered his clothes for Xiao Zhuo's absence.

He looked at his niece, took out a few candies from his pocket and handed them out.

The little princess is changing her teeth recently, so she should touch less sugar, but he knows that her niece will definitely eat it. At this age, she basically has zero resistance to sugar.

"Wow, it's purple!" The little princess didn't even think of her grandpa and grandma's entrustment. She stretched out her little hand, and the candy slipped out of her mouth before she saw it, and she kindly gave it to Yiming beside her.

Mom said, to share with good friends.

After hesitating, Yiming took two of them and put them in his mouth. His sour eyes wrinkled as soon as he put them in his mouth, and his "hmm...sour" taste has been evolved.

The little princess was also uncomfortable, but she was so curious to eat it for the first time, she swallowed her saliva and continued to sip, sobbing, "Uncle, the sugar is so sour."

"Then next time uncle won't buy this candy."

"No!" The sour taste in his mouth seemed to be less, Xie Shengfei stomped his feet twice, "This is delicious."

Hou Hao smiled, watching Yiming's reaction.

Seemingly curious about the sour taste, the little princess put a few more in her mouth and chewed them off until there was no more acid, but something happened while chewing, and she said pitifully, "Uncle, I have a toothache."

Of course it hurts, Hou Hao remembered that his niece was about to lose her teeth these days but she never fell out, and it was hard to eat and drink water.

"Let uncle take a look." She opened the little princess's mouth with a smile on her face, "Eat lightly, your teeth will almost fall out."

Putting the two candies in his mouth was so sour, Xiao Yiming held back and endured it, thinking that his teeth were going to be sour from the look of student Xie Shengfei, hesitating whether to spit it out.

"Yiming, don't your teeth hurt?" the little princess asked curiously, in her eyes, everyone felt that everyone's teeth were about to be replaced.

"It doesn't hurt." Yiming said after swallowing the sugar water with difficulty.

"Come on, let uncle take a look." After turning his position, Hou Hao squatted halfway in front of the little ghost again, and calmly took out a cotton swab from his pocket.

"Ah—" Yiming opened his mouth obediently.

When eating something sour, sweet, bitter, hot, people will form a conditioned reflex, triggering the excitement of the secretion center through the corresponding center and cerebral cortex to produce saliva.

There was still saliva on both sides of Yiming's mouth, and Hou Hao took a cotton swab and scraped it carefully, but he was nervous.

Once you get it, you have to inspect it to see if the child is his.

After thinking this way, Boss Hou didn't expect that he would have a day when he was so excited that he couldn't help himself, so he forced himself to calmly start talking nonsense, "Uncle will show you your teeth, and Yiming opened his mouth a little bit wider."

Feeling something moving in his mouth, Yiming thought it was his uncle looking at his teeth and trying to open his mouth wide, and he didn't know whether it was good or not when the cold air slipped into his mouth.

"Uncle, look at your left tooth, it seems to have a tooth decay."

The scene of tooth decay on TV flashed quickly in his head, and Yiming "ah—" held his breath and wanted his uncle to take a good look.

"I want to see where the tooth decay is."

Telling a lie without changing his face and heartbeat, Hou Hao silently soaked 3 cotton swabs before stopping, wrapped them in tissue paper and put them in his pocket.

"Uncle Hou, do I have tooth decay?" Yiming's eyes widened.

Hou Hao blinked, "Not yet."

"Uncle, there is a trash can over there." The little princess pointed there.

"It's too far away, don't go."

Puzzled, she began to bite her fingers, and the little princess said to herself, "Is it far away..."

When the sour taste was gone, Yiming also learned to chew it off, thinking it was delicious.

The son and Hou Hao's niece are in the same kindergarten. As parents, they can see each other without looking up, so when Xiao Zhuo sees a man in a suit standing next to his son, he is not as resentful as before.

Bridges return to bridges, roads return to roads, each goes his own way.

He breathed a sigh of relief and rode in front of his son, "Yiming."

"Dad, you are here!" As soon as he finished speaking, Yiming threw himself on his father's lap, and he would only become active when his father was around.

He hugged him in his arms and kissed him for a while, and tilted his head back to avoid his father's hooliganism.

Xiao Zhuo looked at his son with a little disappointment, tickled his little nose and said, "When the baby grows up, he won't be intimate with his father anymore."

As if he had bullied his father, Yiming pouted, afraid that his father would have the same emotions as the children in the class, so he leaned forward to kiss him perfunctorily.

"Ouch, one more kiss!"

Yiming turned his head sideways and was not surprised by Lao Tzu's shameless behavior. When he saw Uncle Hou, he showed a shy smile and waved his hands: "Goodbye, Uncle."

"Goodbye, Boss Hou." Xiao Zhuo said hello as he walked through the scene, after all, the two children seemed to be playing well now.

The cold wind tended to blow harder, piercing the skin like ice slag on the face, Hou Hao stretched out his hand to wrap the scarf around the little princess to see if there was anyone around, he didn't take any protective measures when he came out today.

Seeing the interaction between her good friend and her father, Xie Shengfei was very envious. She spent very little time with her parents, but she didn't want to leave her uncle and grandparents either.

Thinking about Xiao Yiming being able to kiss her father every day, she kisses her father less than a few times a year. In contrast, the little princess is unhappy and pesters her uncle for a hug.

Hou Hao bent down to pick her up, her niece's round hands in winter clothes were hard to fix.

The little princess likes to be close to her uncle because he is good-looking, even better than her father, and her mother said that she is a face control.

But what is color control?

The cold wind whizzed by, the little princess hugged her uncle tightly and kissed him on the face, "Uncle, is it okay if Feifei wants to call you daddy?"

Hou Hao looked down at the expectant niece, raised an eyebrow and said, "No."

"Humph!"

The man was a little happy. After sending his niece home, the old parents were still surprised that they were free. He simply replied a few words and then drove to the appraisal center. dessert shop.

Looking inside, you can see Yiming running around, Hou Hao gradually clenched the steering wheel and looked at Xiao Zhuo's back.

He slowly reached out and fumbled for a lump in his pocket.

I don't know how long I watched it, and when I stepped on the accelerator, it walked quietly as it came quietly.