flirt with a rich man

Hou Hao also turned his head, and saw the child huddled by the door frame with only his eyes exposed and his brows tightened.

How much did he hear, did Yiming understand what it meant?

Xiao Zhuo looked serious and nervous, went over and hugged Yiming, "I didn't make a sound."

The child lowered his head to pick up his clothes. He didn't like his son's small movements, so he blocked them and held them in his hands. Yiming looked at Hou Hao and then at his father, "I'm too full, I can't sleep." He whispered, He put his arms around Xiao Zhuo's neck.

Xiao Zhuo's heart suddenly became cold, and he quickly patted his son on the back and gasped.

"Yiming..."

"Father, let's go to bed." A child's voice suddenly interrupted Hou Hao's words behind him, and his little head moved towards the invisible posture of Xiao Zhuo's neck.

It's normal for Xiao Zhuo to calm down, "Let's talk about it tomorrow."

Yiming glanced at Xiao Zhuo in his arms, and he received that kind of strange and resistant look.

"Xiao Yiming, Dad is asking you something now."

With the small bedside light on, the atmosphere is warm, and Yiming still likes to sleep on his side just like when he was a child, with his head on Xiao Zhuo's neck and his feet on the bed. The child feels uncomfortable when he is heavy, but he is not in the mood to correct it now. , "What did you hear?"

"You guys quarreled." He muttered softly, and Yiming fiddled with the pattern on his pajamas, "You don't like Uncle Hou."

Inexplicably relieved, the tension in Xiao Zhuo's heart was broken, and he hugged his son and said, "Don't hide in the dark from now on."

Ah cut!

Standing barefoot on the floor in the cold, Xiao Zhuo felt the soles of his feet and said that he must have just caught cold, so he immediately put on the quilt, "Don't you dare to make me sick."

Yiming disapproved, pouted. "I don't like Uncle Hou anymore." He could also feel that his father was sometimes unhappy with his uncle, "Dad, you are very angry."

"Don't be angry anymore, that was the matter between Uncle Hou and me before, now we just smile and forget all the grievances, you know?"

"What does it mean to smile away all grievances?"

He is already very experienced in dealing with such [-] why questions, "It means that Dad is not angry."

too long.

365 days a year, there are things to do every day, he will never think of that matter, people have to look forward.

He didn't say anything crucial, and fortunately Yiming didn't understand, he felt something on his chest that was so thick that he pulled Yiming away and threw it on the pillow, "I'm so grown up and I still want to hug my dad to sleep, I'm not shy."

Yiming still kept his mouth shut and turned his head to 'hum'.

"It's like a ghost pressing the bed in the middle of the night. Xiao Yiming, tell me that you are still a little adult and cling to your father." Even so, Xiao Zhuo took the child into his arms and put it away. He fumbled for the silver bracelet on the child's hand, The tone became lighter and lighter.

"Because you are my father, I only have father."

Xiao Zhuo glanced at his little head, "It's almost my birthday, tell me what you want."

"Father!" Yiming immediately climbed onto his chest and lay on his stomach, emotionally, "Didn't you forget it!"

Oh, how could I forget this day.

"Where did you see that I forgot?"

Yiming picked his nose but was immediately beaten down by Xiao Zhuo. He retracted embarrassedly and wiped his father's clothes, "I asked you last time, but you don't even remember."

"Which time?" He recalled this mention, and he said why this guy was suddenly in a bad mood that morning. It's because of this, and he patted his son's ass with his hand, "What are you thinking about, little man?"

"No nonsense."

"Pooh!"

Yiming was out of breath, kicking his foot on his father's belly, Xiao Zhuo who was kicking straight wanted to beat him up, it was getting late and he couldn't afford to go to bed late, Xiao Zhuo forced the child to sleep, "Sleep."

Suddenly it fell silent, Yiming rubbed his eyes and raised his face and said, "I don't want anything."

This is very troublesome. Originally, he couldn't figure it out by himself, so he directly asked the little guy. Now the little guy doesn't want anything.

Looking at Yiming as if he was sleepy, he also closed his mouth, closed his eyes next to each other, and slowly turned his head when he heard a slight rhythmic breathing sound.

Is the little man very lonely?

……

Quick to like, quick to dislike.

At dinner the next day, the little guy showed some indifference towards Hou Hao, such as not wanting his uncle to bring food or help, but this emotion disappeared after seeing the whole series of "Bears" that Hou Hao sent in the afternoon.

"Xiong Er! Xiong Da!" The heart of ignoring Uncle Hou disappeared in an instant, and Yiming jumped around the office holding a doll that was taller than others.

With no ups and downs in his mood, Hou Hao smiled and watched him go crazy.

If there is anything good about dealing with young children, this is probably it.

"For the sake of giving me Xiong Erxiong, I will reluctantly forgive you for arguing with Dad." But I am still a little unconvinced.

Hou Hao knelt down, "We didn't quarrel yesterday."

"I saw it all."

He said nothing, "Come on, let's go to your father's place to play."

"Uncle, don't you go to work? Your father will deduct your salary." After finishing speaking, he came up mysteriously, "Dad said that he would deduct a lot of money for being late and leaving early."

Hou Hao said, "I'm not afraid of this, don't you want to go find your father?"

"Think." Yiming hugged the doll tightly and sat down on the ground.

Hou Hao immediately hugged him to the sofa and said, "Wait for me for a few minutes and change clothes."

It was his negligence in the past, and appearing too serious would attract unnecessary attention. Hou Hao was not used to changing into casual clothes, so he led Yiming to the parking lot to change a car that he didn't usually drive before going. Xiao Zhuo's shop.

The color of the car was changed, and Yiming sat in the back and stared straight at him, holding the doll in his hand.

Xiao Zhuo didn't recognize Hou Hao when he first saw him. His visual difference was too great. The style of the windbreaker was simple and low-key, and he didn't do his hair as meticulously as usual. He just left it casually, making him look younger. Its temperament is very elegant, and it doesn't go well with men.

He didn't look at it after a few glances, it's just a different way of dressing to be handsome, hot eyes.

"Why did you bring him here? The store is busy." It was so busy that even Li Wen didn't have time to fiddle with his phone.

Hou Hao stood aside, "It's fine in the company, let's play with you."

play ball!

Can't help but glared at him, glanced at his son who was showing off the doll with Li Wen from the corner of his eye.

Fuck me, why didn't he think of sending this?

Yiming and Li Wen ran to Xiao Zhuo to show off after muttering a few words, "Look, Xiao Zhuo, this is bought by Uncle Hou."

Uncle Hou is more affectionate than usual. Don't you like it?

"Brat, call Dad."

Xiao Zhuo thought about whether he wanted to give Xiao Yiming an ideological and political class alone, without money and unlimited time, one big and one small standing in the way, he waved them out, "Do not enter at the door, see if you are idle, go out .”

Yiming obediently went out, but Hou Hao did not come out.

"The house was left to me by my parents, it is the root for me."

He thought about it all morning, and he didn't want to move. No matter how tired he was outside, the family was always a place he could rely on. There were too many memories in that house, those between him and his parents, with his mother-in-law, and those between Yiming and Zuzu.

There was no thought that Xiao Zhuo would agree, it was expected that Hou Hao's face would not change, "I will solve it."

He didn't respond, turned around and turned on the oven. The oven cover for baking egg tarts is transparent, and you can see how the egg tarts are transformed. The cover reflects Xiao Zhuo's face, and things that have been close to high temperature for a long time will become hot instead.

Xiao Zhuo's back is very straight, young people nowadays are more or less hunchbacked, and they are very serious when making dim sum. In his hands, more than 20 pieces of orange-yellow dough turned into different shapes of bread prototypes in a blink of an eye.

A bamboo sticking straight up to the sky is in front of you, and you always want to break it.

Hou Hao raised his eyebrows, thinking about something.

This guy came here often these days, and as a handsome dog, he was very careful. Li Wen helped the master carry the bread into the car, and while he was free, sat next to the little guy and asked, "Who is that guy? I always see him. "

"Uncle Hou."

Li Wen always felt that he had never seen this person before, and the light bulb immediately went on and on.

The person looking for mistress!

But it wasn't that kind of feeling, Li Wen saw that Yiming couldn't get tired of playing with dolls, "What's Uncle Hou's name?"

Yiming stopped and thought for a while, then said, "Father calls him Hou Hao."

Li Wen didn't say a word after hearing this, and started to Baidu in a daze, and the thunderbolt from the blue sky struck her.

Fortunately, she told her friends that Boss Hou's is a man, and this man is right in front of her eyes!

"The store manager actually knows such an amazing person."

"Brilliant?"

Li Wen blinked, "It means it's very powerful."

"Oh, Uncle Hou is very powerful. It's not like my father doesn't even have an office."

"Xiao Yiming, have you ever been to his company?"

Yiming moved, inexplicably, "I've been there, it's a super big place."

Then I didn't run away. Li Wen is a face control but not a princess dream. He didn't want to go up to him, but turned on the camera to take a sneak shot.The person finally came out but seemed to have something to do.

"Uncle Hou, you have to go out."

Hou Hao turned his head, "Uncle has something to do, so he will pick you up tonight."

Li Wen was dizzy, and hurried to the operation room to grab the store manager, "Brother Zhuo, I misread you."

Startled, "Where did I mess with you?"

"That's Hou Hao outside, my mother." He kept walking while talking, and the fans' reaction when they saw the idol was almost the same, "Brother Zhuo, you not only make good things, but also take good photos, and you also have good interpersonal relationships." good."

Spit was flying, Xiao Zhuo shook his head helplessly, no wonder the master always laughed at Li Wen's nympho, "We met by chance." The strength on his arm tightened.

"Can I have an autograph?"

"It's not a star, why can't you eat it if you want it?"

"Leave me alone."

"Okay, okay, help me get one, go out quickly and don't waste my time."

Hou Hao is indeed not a star, and relatively speaking, the exposure is not high. If it appears on some occasions, it will not cause the legendary "Hey, are you xx" and "Can I sign a name?" Similar situations appear, but Now that there is such a special existence as Xiao Yiming, we have to guard against it.

He came over immediately after receiving Liu Shen's message, and the address was a high-end hotel.

He took off his coat and put it on the chair, "What are you talking about?"