flirt with a rich man

I am young and not very literate. Although I am curious, I have no way to start it after the heat is over. The tablet is just an enlarged version of the phone in Yiming's hands. The difference is that it is like a square shape, and my fingers hurt when I pouted to vent my anger. I didn't see it. bad.

Hou Hao saw it.

"Tell Uncle what cartoon you want to watch." Hou Hao turned around and asked.

"Hache—" Yiming opened his mouth and mist appeared in his eyes, he stared at Hou Hao's words in a daze, and suddenly got down and walked towards him.

He moved away to help the little ghost climb up his legs and sat down obediently. Yiming raised his head and could only see a faint trace of stubble on the man's chin, which was very faint.

"I want to watch "Bear Infested." Pointing at the computer screen, he commanded a lot.

Hou Hao paused, and when Yiming continued to stare at him, he straightened his head calmly, crossed out the work page by the way, and silently searched for the three words "bear haunted".

The soundproofing effect of the office is very good, and you can’t hear the movement inside at all from the outside. When Yiming gets excited, he will pull the man’s tie and giggle. At this time, Hou Hao slowly pulls back the crumpled tie to straighten the child’s buttocks, sighing secretly Watch with me.

He thought that Yiming would keep watching, but he was ready to postpone the work.

The child was sleepy, and the frequency of laughter became less and less, and finally the weight of the whole body was on him, "Sleepy?"

"Yeah." Rubbing his eyes, Yiming looked at the sofa not far away and thought about it. Hou Hao chose to carry him to the lounge. The place is not small and the utensils are simple. If you want to sleep, it's more suitable, "It's right here sleep."

Yiming's eyelids were already drooping, and he rubbed against the pillow unconsciously, maybe he was not asleep yet, but consciously, he felt sleepy and lacked strength.

The longer we spend together, the harder it is to let go.

This is his only child.

Closed the door lightly, Hou Hao reopened the page to deal with business, looked at it for a while and leaned on the back of the seat, tapped the mouse with his finger for a few minutes, then dialed the assistant internal line to arrange to buy a set of bear-infested cartoons, as if he paused for a while Miao ordered to buy the doll again, but pressed it again and said, "No, I'll buy it myself."

"You can play those audios now, not too much. Don't play the photos yet."

"Okay, I'll pay attention."

……

Yiming woke up at almost 5 o'clock in the afternoon, rubbed his eyes and came out of the lounge by himself, calling softly, "Uncle Hou, I miss Dad."

This sleep was a long enough sleep, and the children really enjoyed their play and slept for a long time.

Hou Hao nodded and turned off the computer, "Let's go, go to your father's."

In just a few hours, the staff in the office building basically knew that there was a boy who was brought into the 10th floor by the boss and looked very intimate. Hou Hao pulled Yiming out without the fear and curiosity at the beginning, but now he may relax his mind instead. It was the skirt corner of the beautiful employee who praised in a low voice, "Sister, you are so beautiful."

The woman pulled the hem of her skirt back in embarrassment, nodded and bowed, "Hello, Director."

"Ah."

"Uncle Hou, those sisters are so beautiful."

"I won't feel that way after seeing more."

Yiming didn't understand, he just nodded obediently and said, "Uncle, why didn't your father give you a house?"

When he recovered his spirits and asked this topic again, Hou Hao said, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

Before Yiming could change his mind, he stayed for a few seconds and answered loudly, "Sweet and sour pork ribs."

"Except for sweet and sour pork ribs?" Hou Hao asked, "What do you like most about your father?"

"I think some of what my father makes are not tasty, while others are delicious."

He smiled, and chatted nonsense with the child all the way to the door of Xiao Zhuo's store, and Yiming never thought about Uncle Hou, did your father treat you badly?

Xiao Zhuo was busy making egg tarts, and when he shook his hands, he felt a weight on his thighs. He looked down at his son with a pitiful smile and said, "I don't think Dad is there."

"I think about it, I want my father to hug me when I sleep."

Hou Hao stood at the door and listened to him saying, "So you want to sleep in your arms, why don't you tell uncle, he can also hug you."

Hearing this, he hugged his father's thigh even tighter, Yiming put his face on his trousers and said in a muffled voice, "I want to hug my father."

Hou Hao wanted to walk over, but stopped.

Yiming probably regarded him as an older friend, uncle.

"Xiao Yiming, you are old enough to learn to sleep by yourself."

"No, Dad, I'm still very young."

"Okay, okay, you are young and you have a reason."

"Huh." Yiming pouted and didn't dare to hum too loudly.

Suppressing a bit of a smile to finish the art work, Xiao Zhuo took out the camera in his bag and took a few pictures to see, it was not bad, the shaking just now will be fine after a while, and he thought about it and pointed at Yiming.

And Yiming was on guard when he saw Xiao Zhuo took out the camera, which was almost a conditioned reflex.

Seeing Yiming slipping away so fast, Xiao Zhuo let out a 'Damn', "Why are you running so fast?"

"You always take pictures of me, I don't want to."

"Often take pictures to record your growth, you will definitely like it in the future."

Yiming hid from the table and climbed up on the stool to ignore Xiao Zhuo, "Don't take pictures, I don't like taking pictures."

The weather was cold, so I got off work earlier, the family ran out of meat, and Xiao Zhuo took Yiming to the supermarket to buy some. One more person in the family added a lot of expenses, even if he bought meat, he bought more times than usual.

"Xiao Yiming, do you want to eat corn?"

Yiming thought about it for a while and wanted to see it. When Xiao Zhuo showed 'Fruit Corn', he also suddenly saw it rise, "I'll buy it if I eat it."

For a foodie, of course, "Eat!"

The four women in front had been gathering together to block the way, Xiao Zhuo wanted to go around but couldn't get through, only hated that the elevator was too narrow.

"It's so rude."

"I didn't expect her to be such a person. Listen, she must be very good at bed."

"Stop it, disgusting."

The little girl now dares to say anything.

Ever since Hou Hao lived in Xiao Zhuo's house, everything he went out was on four wheels. Yiming was happy about it for a while, so he didn't need to blow the wind for a while. After packing up his things, his sensitive nerves came online and he heard the sound of a camera, so he immediately turned his head to look .

In addition to cold wind or cold wind.

After stuffing Yiming into the car, Hou Hao felt that he was careless for the first time.

At night Xiao Zhuo searched Baidu to see what ingredients he wanted, Hou Hao looked at it for a long time, and asked strangely, "Is cooking corn so annoying?"

"I think the ones sold on the street are quite sweet." Looking too annoying, he simply put away the phone, "Just eat it, it's annoying, what a hammer."

When the accent came out, Hou Hao was taken aback, "You are from Sichuan."

"Stay away from me and block the light." Xiao Zhuo pushed the man and said, "My family is all from Sichuan, and I only settled in City B now."

It didn't take long to cook the corn on high heat, and Yiming gnawed two of them.

Taking two photos to prove that single fathers can take good care of their children, Xiao Zhuo was quite narcissistic and gave himself a thumbs-up on his Moments, but was quite frightened by the unified links on the homepage.

Audio streamed out of the bed of a woman who turned over, and the innocent actress slapped her in the face again?

Curiously, she opened it, and the sharp girl was obviously doing piston movement, "Hmm... slow down... Director Song is great..."

I can't listen to it anymore, it's too turbulent.

Xiao Zhuo immediately clicked his fork, and looked at the door of Yiming's room with a guilty conscience, and a cold snort came from behind him.

Isn't this the big guy's ex-wife on the sofa?

Xiao Zhuo pretended not to turn on the TV unintentionally to ease the atmosphere. It was the entertainment gossip time and the news was also there. He was about to say something when the other party spoke first.

"She prepared that night for herself. I didn't expect me to hold you back."

He knew immediately which night he was talking about.

His back froze because he didn't want to turn around. Hou Hao listened to the female anchor on TV talk about a long audio incident with a blank face, thinking back then, "I thought you wanted to climb up..."

"enough!"

He was taken aback.

Since Xiao Zhuo's tone was tough in the bathroom, he usually doesn't get emotional. I didn't expect him to be so responsive to that incident, but he didn't say anything... Which normal man doesn't respond.

"I was bitten by a dog and went to the hospital for an injection. I don't remember it anymore."

"Xiao Zhuo."

"I told you not to shrink back, you bastard, and you still say shovel!"

Hou Hao realized that Xiao Zhuo was emotional after he turned around, his nose quickly contracted, the standing Xiao Zhuo and the sitting man, one looked like a furious tiger, and the other was a mature and calm lion.

He won't tell this man what he experienced afterwards, how he felt when he found out he was pregnant, how he felt being treated as a test subject.

Not mentioning doesn't mean forgetting, it's the fear hidden deep in my heart.

Even if Yiming grows up well, he has become a father.

In fact, it’s all over, Xiao Zhuo comforted himself like this, no one said a word to each other for a few minutes, and he was just an ordinary person who didn’t dare to meet Hou Hao’s eyes, “Don’t mention it anymore.” He wanted to live in peace, with Yiming.

The saddest thing is that when he was alone with Yiming, the milk baby would cry whenever he felt unsatisfactory and would often wake up at night, and after his body surgery, he was not good and his spirit could not keep up. During that time, he was tortured by shame. want to commit suicide.Then the child becomes sensible when he grows up. Boys are more sloppy in life. He also puts away his casual temper and studies this and that seriously. Men are not as patient as girls. When he gets anxious, he also wants to fight, but he thinks about it and then puts it down. He has no relatives anymore, and his mother-in-law is old but he dare not go back.

In the end, I really couldn't go back.

What is he like?

Then Hou Hao found out about the child, and there was nothing he could do.

"sorry."

Xiao Zhuo covered his face and knelt down to wipe it hard. He shouldn't have let Yiming go to that kindergarten.

"I looked for you later." Hou Hao put away his expressionless face, "But no one knows where you went."

"I'm going to have a baby." Xiao Zhuo felt that he was making a joke, so he said it now in a self-deprecating manner.

He knew that he tortured people very badly, Hou Hao couldn't understand Xiao Zhuo's mood, and he knew he couldn't understand it either.He is a responsible person, otherwise he would not even touch a petal during his marriage with Su Qinqin.

"Move to my place, maybe it's not peaceful." The man pulled up the person sitting on the ground, thinking that the sound he heard at night was silent, and people who have been driving under the spotlight all the year round would be no strangers.

"What do you mean."

"It may have been discovered."

"Wori, you...Xiao Yiming, why haven't you slept yet!"