flirt with a rich man

The sound of 'bang dong' reached the man's heart, and he couldn't catch Yiming.

Just kicking the boy, Hou Hao hurriedly picked up the child, rubbed the back of the head but fortunately there was no bleeding, "Yiming, it's okay, it's okay."

Seeing that it was Uncle Hou, Yiming cried even more aggrieved, and even barked at the kitten in his arms.

The loud cry attracted the attention of many people, and at the same time, they also saw shouts in the alleys that were usually not noticed.

"How can this be!"

"It's so pitiful!"

The tall boy panicked when he saw an adult coming, and got up from the ground and wanted to slip away.

Hou Hao glanced at their school uniforms indifferently, then withdrew his eyes, squatted down and hugged Yiming, and gently wiped away his tears.

If there was no blood on the school uniforms, maybe people would not notice them, but there was a lot of blood.

A burly man stopped the three of them twisting the tall man's arm, "Hu Hai Middle School."

This time he was really panicked, the tall man struggled hard and there was no possibility of escaping.The man saw that the other two were still yelling at his companions: "Damn it, grab them!"

They are all people who have been exercising for a long time, and there is really no possibility of comparison with a few hairy children, and they will come back every minute.

Regardless of the situation at the scene, Yiming felt very uncomfortable, his head still hurting, and he looked for his father sobbing, "Dad."

After Xiao Zhuo came out, he didn't see one big and one small, but he walked over when he saw the other party's four-wheeled bag. Just thinking about crossing the road, he turned around suspiciously as if he heard his son crying.

All the street lights were turned on, one side of the supermarket was brightly lit, and Xiao Zhuo immediately saw a group of people at the entrance of the alley on the other side.Then the various voices in the mouths of the people, from the gaps, saw the color of the son's clothes in a daze, and Yiming was in it?

He paused for a moment and walked closer to take a closer look. He seldom saw Yiming cry for real, usually just fake crying to win his sympathy.

With a sound of 'Fuck', Xiao Zhuo put down his shopping bag and squatted down worriedly, "Why are you crying?"

As soon as he heard it was his father's voice, Yiming immediately shook Hou Hao's hand and threw himself into his arms, crying so hard that he stuttered, "Dad, my head, my head hurts..."

Xiao Zhuo touched the back of his son's head, he was obedient, a big lump was bulging and hot.

He just went in to buy things. Why did something happen when he came out? The child was brought by Hou Hao. Now that something happened, he naturally asked the other party. Xiao Zhuo took a breath and asked, "Hou Hao!" Something was still moving in his arms Yes, he looked down and saw that the child was holding a cat cub in his hands. It was all dirty, and Yiming's clothes and hands were all dirty. He didn't know if he was going to die. His voice was very weak, and he pointed The cub asked his son, "Where did it come from?"

Yiming was speechless, pointing inward with trembling hands and crying into Xiao Zhuo's arms.

Xiao Zhuo patted the child's back and looked inside. After one glance, he didn't want to look again. The mother cat died too badly. There were still a few cubs scattered on the ground, and the one in Yiming's arms was probably the last one alive.

"They beat it. I couldn't find Uncle Hou. They beat me. Dad, the cat is going to die."

"Didn't I ask you to take him with you!" Xiao Zhuo yelled annoyed.

Hou Hao felt wronged, "I'm by the side."

It was still like this next to Xiao Zhuo, just as Xiao Zhuo wanted to say something, he was grabbed by Yiming, "Uncle Hou said that I need to save the kitten alone, Dad, the cat stopped meowing."

The kitten was tortured first and it was too much to survive the cold weather, Xiao Zhuo rubbed the big bag behind Yiming with distress.

"Why don't you go with him." He asked Hou Hao.

"Kids can exercise and exercise."

"Exercise what a fart!" He didn't like to hear these words, so he got up holding Yiming and planned to go to the hospital to have a look. The child was fragile and couldn't stand bumps, so he said to Yiming, "Let's put the cat down."

"Don't." Yiming hugged him tightly, the skin on his face turned red from crying, with two snots hanging down, "Dad, I don't want it to die."

Xiao Zhuo wiped off the two slugs and looked into his arms. The little thing was too dirty, but he couldn't help it if he didn't let it go. Thinking of a nearby pet hospital, he said, "Then let's send it to the hospital."

Yiming asked in a crying voice, "Can cats go to the hospital?"

"Yes." He wiped away the child's tears, but he didn't know if the pet hospital was off work.

Xiao Zhuo wanted to lock the car, and both hands were empty. Hou Hao stepped forward to pick up the child, but the other party ignored him, turned his head and said, "I don't want you to hug me."

Hou Hao was taken aback for a moment, knowing that the little guy was angry.

Xiao Zhuo glanced at him, as if he had committed a crime of his own accord.

"Go by car, it's too cold at night." Hou Hao withdrew his hand and touched Yiming's head.

This time Xiao Zhuo didn't refuse, and sat in with his son to clean up.

The little face was crying like a cat, and the bag on the back couldn't be touched, and when it touched the face, it was pulled together, and Yiming curled into his arms and said only one word: "It hurts."

Knowing that you hurt, Xiao Zhuo also hurts in his heart, such a small child.

Hou Hao saw it in the rearview mirror, sighed, and the revolutionary friendship he had worked so hard to build was gone, "Let's eat outside at night."

"You'd better keep quiet, or I can't help but want to hit you." Xiao Zhuo said angrily.

Hou Hao opened his mouth but closed it obediently.

Xiao Zhuo stretched out his hand to wipe off the dust and snow stains on Yiming's trousers. The patch on his chest had been turned black by the cub's shaking, which he ignored for the time being.

A few minutes later, I arrived at the pet hospital, and it was still open.

It is also the first time for Xiao Zhuo to come to this kind of place, and the appearance is no different from that of an ordinary clinic. The nurses and doctors are all in white coats and look very reliable, and they have to register to see a doctor for small animals.

But stray cats are different.

Yiming blinked his watery eyes in a daze, and asked the nurse sister in a low voice, "Will we never see it again?"

The nurse bent down and smiled and said, "If you like it, kid, you can take a look at it, or adopt it." Theoretically, the hospital recommends adoption instead of buying.

Even if the stray cat is cured, if no one adopts it, it will end up dead, and it may be considered a good life before euthanasia.

Yiming watched the nurse examine the kitty and take a bath, then turned around and hugged Xiao Zhuo, "Dad."

Knowing son Mo Ruofu, Xiao Zhuo understood when Yiming hugged him, and said to him, "Have you ever thought about who will clean up the kitten's feces and urine, who will take care of it at home when daddy goes to work and you have to go to school?"

Because of the tenderness of the skin, the crying marks on Yiming's face were faintly visible, and his flushed face looked pitiful.

Xiao Zhuo took out a piece of tissue from his pocket and pressed his nose, Yiming sniffed obediently, grabbed his father's hand and said, "Just put it in a small box."

To say that Yiming just burst into tears, Xiao Zhuo felt distressed, like all parents, he would not sternly refuse the child's request, but would rather allow it. Thinking about the fact that there are few children in the community and the son has no friends, he agreed.

Yiming was very happy to get his father's permission. Through the glass, he saw the kitten inside for treatment.

When Hou Hao went to the front desk to pay the fee and came back, he saw Yiming looking in with his eyes shining. He was too short and his sight was blocked by the wall, so he climbed up and hugged Xiao Zhuo.

The back of his head protruded obviously, Xiao Zhuo looked at the time and hugged Yiming and said, "Let's go to the doctor first."

Yiming was a little dazed, "Isn't this a hospital?" Touching his head still hurt, he raised his head and asked the nurse next to him, "Sister, can you take a look at my head?"

The nurse smiled, "Little brother, you are so cute, this is the place to treat small animals."

"Then is it cured now?"

"No, I might have to be hospitalized."

Yiming said 'ah', his face fell down and he said, "I want to go in and have a look at it."

"Okay." The nurse led him in.

The cub was lying on the hospital bed very clean after taking a bath. It was very small and miniature. Yiming was attracted and stood on tiptoe to look at it. It was different from what he had imagined. "When other mothers picked up their children, I saw her cat was gray. Yes, the face is big, the eyes are big, and the ears are still curved, why is it yellow." The words revealed regret.

After listening to the contemplation meeting, the nurse pointed to a photo on the wall and said, "Is that so?"

Yiming nodded.

"That's a cat with folded ears."

Never thought of wasting so much time, Xiao Zhuo felt that it would soon develop into "a hundred thousand whys" while listening, and hurriedly pulled Yiming, "It's time to go."

Yiming said to him, "Father, I don't want it to die."

I can't tell how many times I heard my son say this, Xiao Zhuo suppressed his temper and comforted him: "It's cured, it will be fine."

Yiming heard the words and tried to touch the cat cub, if Xiao Zhuo hadn't controlled it, he might have climbed up to kiss it.

It won't hurt if you don't touch it. In the hospital, even though the nurse applied the medicine very lightly, Yiming's eyes were still wet.Because he was too young to touch carelessly, Xiao Zhuo asked the nurse to wrap the gauze.

It was already late after returning home, Yiming touched the gauze on his head and then his stomach, "Dad, I'm hungry."

"It's too late to make any dishes, so I'll eat noodles today."

Feeling sad about not being able to eat meat, Yiming lowered his head and went back to the small room alone.

Hou Hao just came up, the house was very quiet, Xiao Zhuo stood in front of the gas stove with a stern face.

He also didn't expect Yiming to be injured, so he stepped forward and touched the other person's shoulder, ready to say sorry.

There was pressure on his shoulders, Xiao Zhuo turned around with the long chopsticks and swung them up.

Snapped--

But the sound is crisp.

"Yiming, it's okay, if something goes wrong, I can't spare you!"

Resisting the sudden pain, Hou Hao moved his hands, and at the same time his muscles and bones fluttered, two hot long marks appeared on the back of his hand, and he said in a deep voice, "I am also doing it for his own good."

"Not good!" Xiao Zhuo threw away the chopsticks and clenched his right hand tightly, "Yiming looks younger than his peers, and he was always sick when he was born. I was afraid that he would disappear. Now that he is well raised, I will take good care of him." Yes, you have been tempered outside since you were a child, and I don't want you to temper my son into steel!"

"It hurts me to see him like this."

Xiao Zhuo shook his hands, but he didn't pay attention to it, and picked up the noodles when they were almost rotten. Yiming liked to eat rotten noodles, saying they were soft and delicious.

Hou Hao saw that there was no noodles in the pot and realized that they didn't bring them for him.

The dry noodles were too dry for a child to eat, so Xiao Zhuo first fried diced chicken and put them in the noodles. When he opened the small room, the coldness rushed over his face, "Why don't you turn on the heating." Then he opened it.

Yiming fell asleep on the pillow and muttered, "Dad, it's so uncomfortable to sleep like this."

"It'll be fine in a few days." Seeing that Yiming's face didn't agree with his touch, and his body temperature didn't rise, is he too sleepy?

After slowly feeding the small bowl of noodles, Yiming burped and rubbed his eyes on his father's shoulder, "I want to sleep."

He was a little scared, kissed his son's forehead and lay down, covered by Yiming warmly under the blanket, "Go to sleep."

Papa didn't feel uncomfortable, Yiming closed his eyes and found the perfect position and fell asleep.

Xiao Zhuo was awakened at night, Yiming muttered and couldn’t make out what he was saying, his body suddenly trembled, he guessed it was a nightmare, patted the child’s back to coax him, maybe he felt a sense of security, Yiming gradually stabilized down.

He had a very dark dream. The three people he met at night were still killing the kitten and throwing the internal organs of the mother cat on him. He called Dad, but Dad disappeared, and no one paid attention to him when he called Uncle Hou.After those people killed one, they threw it at him, and he felt blood all over his body...

Dad, where are you... I'm afraid...

Xiao Zhuo always felt his body was wet, but it didn't look like wet. He slept very unsteadily. After waking up, he groped and groaned, which made him stare wide-eyed and immediately turned on the light.

A head of sweat.

"Father, I feel bad." After finally opening his eyes but unable to see clearly, Yiming spoke weakly.

Even having a high fever, Xiao Zhuo was afraid that the child would get sick, sometimes it was nothing serious for an adult to get sick, but it was different for a child, seeing his poor resistance and sickly appearance made him very worried.

Putting on his clothes quickly, Xiao Zhuo kicked open the door and kicked the man, "Get up, Yiming has a high fever!"

Seeing Yiming's face flushed, Hou Hao changed his clothes and sent him to the hospital.

I hurried to the hospital, the doctor looked at it and said: "The temperature is too high, the child is young, if there is no response to the IV drip today, come and stay for two days tomorrow to observe and observe."

Yiming was groggy all day long, and Xiao Zhuo didn't go to work to stay with him.

At noon, I struggled to feed the egg custard, but I vomited it all.

This was the first time Yiming did this, and he went crazy.

Zhang's mother was anxious when she heard that Yiming was sick, "Why did you suddenly have such a severe fever?"

Xiao Zhuo slowly explained that he saw the cat abuse scene.

Zhang's mother said anxiously: "Xiao Zhuo, you are too, how can such a child see those dirty things, he must be frightened."

This is what the older generation say, and when children are young, it is a very superstitious statement that they have seen something they should not see.

I didn't expect to live for 6 days.

Hou Hao knew he was at fault and stayed in the hospital. Xiao Zhuo, the store manager, had to stay in the store and only came at night. Yiming fell into a coma until the fifth night before he regained his energy and stopped vomiting.

Mother Zhang felt distressed, finally woke up, kissed the child and said, "The child has lost weight."

Xiao Zhuo didn't sleep well for a few days and his energy was low. After hearing these words, he glared at the man and almost went up to tear him alive.

"I want to eat meat." He said weakly, he was telling his father.

Hou Hao helped Yiming put on his shoes, and said in a low voice, "Go back and make them for you."

Seeing that it was Uncle Hou, Yiming stretched his hands and feet to be hugged by Xiao Zhuo, and looked timidly, not wanting to get close.

It doesn't seem cool to not see each other for a few days, and there is a beard.

Leaving the hospital in the afternoon, Xiao Zhuo wrapped his son in his arms to see that Hou Hao hadn't come yet and immediately called him away.

In fact, the other party went to pick up the kitten, and the number left was his. When he received a text message in the morning, he wanted to make Yiming happy and went there immediately. When he went to the hospital to see that the person had left, he could only smile helplessly. These days must be very sad, Xiao Zhuo didn't say a word to him.

After being ill, Yiming was very quiet. He lowered his head and picked his fingers when he saw Uncle Hou come home. He raised his head when he heard a few cat meows and asked in a low voice, "Kitten."

Hou Hao really felt that he made a mistake that day, and he was not superstitious, but when he heard Zhang's mother's words, a warning bell sounded in his heart.

Taking the initiative to bow his head and make a small gesture, he opened the white plastic box for Yiming to see.

It's really a kitten, and it's a joy to sing. The kitten looks better and is not dirty anymore. The cat's meowing is powerful enough because it is not used to the unfamiliar environment.

Taking a sneak peek, Yiming supported the sofa with his hands and leaned forward. Hou Hao sat on the sofa and took out the kitten for Yiming to touch with peace of mind. A newly weaned kitten is not lethal, and it will be fine in a month. Go get vaccinated.

The kitten stopped whining under Yiming's caress, and seemed to enjoy shaking its head along the little hand.

Yiming had never raised a small animal before, so he hugged and rubbed it in surprise, with a smile on his face.

Hou Hao took the opportunity to hug the child, "Yiming, give him a name."

"I can name it."

"Correct."

Yiming tilted his head and forced himself to think, "Call it durian." He likes durian the most.

Hou Hao couldn't help laughing, "Then it's called durian."

"Well, durian." Yiming called to the cat, but they ignored him.

Hou Hao watched Yiming rubbing the cat's head quietly. He had indeed lost a lot of weight in the 6 days in the hospital. He felt a little guilty, and sighed, "Yiming, uncle apologizes to you."

"Why do you have to apologize?" Yiming asked softly.

"Because Uncle didn't save...the durian with you that day." It's really weird to call the cat cub durian.

Yiming pursed his lips, his eyes misted, and said aggrievedly: "Uncle Hou is too bad, I want Dad to beat you."

Seeing Yiming like this, Hou Hao felt that he was wrong.

Get out of any messy tests.

"Your father has already beaten me." Wiping some tears away gently, he stretched out the back of his hand and prepared to show the traces of chopsticks that still existed.

The traces were purple and showed signs of fading. Yiming stretched his neck and felt a little long.

Uncle is too bad, he will beat him.

But now that the fight was over, Yiming came down with the cat in his arms, looked at Uncle Hou in frustration, and ran to the small room to find something.

Listening to the crackling sound of the cabinet being opened, Hou Hao leaned on the sofa thinking about how to restore the revolutionary friendship.

After a while, Yiming came out, took a cotton coat and folded it in a plastic box, then put the durian in and patted it on the back like Xiao Zhuo patted him.

Durian meowed a few times and narrowed her eyes.

Then he climbed up Hou Hao's thigh, took out a band-aid, tore it off, and stuck it on the back of Hou Hao's hand with his mouth pouted. "It won't hurt anymore."

Hou Hao scratched his little nose, hugged Yiming and smiled, "Thank you Yiming."

"Humph."

"Uncle, I sincerely apologize to you. I'm sorry." If he becomes strong, the little guy probably won't talk to him anymore, and it's correct to lower his posture and admit his mistake.

Uncle Hou looked at him seriously, feeling a little embarrassed. Yiming's face turned hot and red within the range visible to the human eye, and he was a little shy. He placed Hou Hao's shoulder in an attempt to cover up his embarrassment, and made a loud 'hum'.

But the momentum is different from before.

One big one and one small one reconciled, Xiao Zhuo felt that his baby was really easy to deceive.

Before entering the bedroom, I caught a glimpse of the cat's new nest from the corner of the eye, walked over and took a look, "Xiao Yiming, isn't this the cotton padded jacket I just bought for you?!"

Yiming said nervously: "Durian just arrived at our house, we need to wear new clothes."

What?

Xiao Zhuo poked his ear and asked, "What do you think it's called?"

"Durian." Yiming lay down and touched the durian and said, "Uncle Hou also thinks it sounds good."

"Yiming, you are really healed, the scars forget the pain."

Yiming looked at his father, hugged and rubbed: "Xiao Zhuo, my head doesn't hurt anymore." It's not that it doesn't hurt anymore, he explained, "It just doesn't hurt like before, I haven't forgotten the pain."

Taking a deep breath silently, Xiao Zhuo stood up and kicked Hou Hao's feet, "Go out and buy a quilt."

"Is the house not covered enough?"

With his hands crossed on his chest, Xiao Zhuo said, "What's your opinion?"

"No objection." After pondering for a while, Hou Hao knew that he could not disobey the other party's intention now.

Soon he knew why he bought the quilt, because it was for him.

"You let me sleep on the floor in such a cold day?" He narrowed his eyes dangerously, surprised that the other party had the guts.

Xiao Zhuo stretched and lay down on the bed, "Holding my breath, I didn't beat you up, it would be nice to let you have a place to sleep." At the same time, he thought to himself: I can't beat you to death if I dare to come up.

Staring at the person on the bed for a while, Xiao Zhuo's hairs stood on end.

I forgot that he was still angry.

……

After sleeping on the floor for a few days, Yiming was bored in the car this day and asked curiously, "Isn't it cold to sleep on the floor?"

"It's not cold." Hou Hao thought about it, "Did you feed the durians before you came out?"

Yiming was in a good mood at first, but was immediately shocked, and said dejectedly: "Dad said I fed too much, and durians would be too lazy to eat."

"It's not good to feed too much."

"But you grow fast if you eat a lot."

Hou Hao smiled, "Cats are different from people."

Yiming nodded with a half-understanding expression.

After several days of leave, Yiming was still a little afraid of not being able to keep up with the teacher's progress, so Hou Hao comforted him with a kiss on the cheek, "Go."

Seeing Yiming and the children go in side by side, Hou Hao looked up at the sky, the sky is clean and flawless, which is a rare good weather.

Can't help but pinch the bridge of the nose and shake the old waist with emotion: It's still easy to get along with children...

As soon as Hou Hao arrived at the office, the assistant hurriedly opened the door and came in, "Director, you are back."

Flipping through the documents of the past few days, he casually asked, "What happened."

The assistant stepped forward, "Miss Su has been waiting for you in the guest room for a few days, come every day."

Hou Hao had expected to come to him, and Hou Hao was right. He closed the pen he had just opened for a few minutes and stood up, "I'm going to see him." He raised his wrist and looked at his watch. Notebook, dragging some broken things is too ugly.

The assistant took a look, then lowered his head and followed behind, closing the door gently, thinking that this woman Su Qinqin was going to be unlucky.

In just a few days, several endorsements at home and abroad have all been withdrawn. Su Qinqin’s studio is so idle that even grass can grow. The most endorsed is the one in Japan. I don’t know how they know the news. She actually withdrew them all, and asked why the people of the country could not accept the products endorsed by actresses with indiscreet private lives. Only then did she know that Japan attaches great importance to the image of public figures.She didn't want to blackmail Hou Hao unless she had to. After all, the last card should be used when it is most needed. The more tricks are used, the more the enemy can crack them.

The reception room was simply furnished, and the assistant disappeared after politely delivering a glass of water, and everyone in the company ignored her.Enjoying the high-profile taste is like an addiction that is difficult to quit after taking drugs. How can there be such a contrast!

So when Hou Hao appeared at the door, Su Qinqin bit his lips hard, the lipstick was so bright that it seemed to bleed from the bite.

Even if a woman is down and out, she still needs to have a perfect image. Hou Hao can't see any sadness at all. He still dresses very avant-garde and fashionable, and his makeup is exquisite and exceptionally good as on the screen.

But how many years have I not seen her work?For a long time, maybe I took out the previous ones and thought it was more pure and pleasant.

"Help me this time, I'll give you what I have in my hand." Making up her mind, she let go of her deformed lower lip.

"It's late." Without waiting for the other party to respond, Hou Hao opened the unnamed folder in the e-disk, opened it in front of the woman, and clicked play.

The screen began to flash a bedroom, a man and a woman were entangled on the bed, the familiar picture and the familiar voice, Su Qinqin exclaimed: "Where did you come from!" Unbelievable, he wanted to snatch it but missed, the teacup fell to the ground' Clap' broken.

Hou Hao's expression remained the same, he turned off the video screen and showed it to the woman, from top to bottom, you can imagine how exciting the scene is by looking at the thumbnail, "I want you to die, it's just a matter of one sentence, the foundation was not stable before, Can you move me now?"

Su Qinqin looked at him, "What do you want?"

"It's not good, you can either delete it or give it all to me, and I can guarantee that it will not be leaked." Hou Hao closed the notebook and was tired of arguing with Su Qinqin for so long, "Don't try to exchange with me, you have no choice."

"I just want to ask you to help me, Hou Hao, because we used to be husband and wife, and I gave you a child."

As if being stripped naked, she felt annoyed and ashamed, because this man once really loved him.

Soon people discovered that the woman had logged out of Weibo, and the gossip said that she married a local tycoon in Shanxi, who was said to be in the steel business, and the wedding was very low-key.

It should be quite special for the chairman to personally arrange the entry. Has the single Wang Laowu left the single for so many years?

The employees looked up at the person who was about to come in, and sat down disappointed to continue working.

Very ordinary street shirts and jeans, she looks rather timid, her facial features are not very delicate and rather haggard, if she is special in the chairman's heart, then 10 out of 8 people present can climb into Lao Dong's bed .

If someone really has sharp eyes and strong gossip ability, they will find out that this person is the assistant of a disappearing female artist.

On the way to the kindergarten in the evening, Hou Hao received a text message from Hou Jing, saying that she would fly back in a few days, and the note at the end was that she came back alone to talk.

Put away the phone after smiling, this level is almost the same.

Hou Jing on the other end of the phone looked at the window grilles and sighed, while Roger patted her on the shoulder, "Don't think too much about it."

"Ah."

……

The winter vacation will be in half a month. Yiming has durian, a special little friend who wants to stay at home every day and watch it grow. It grows bigger than a bowl, bigger than a stool. Frankly speaking, it’s better to grow bigger than him. He rode out to play.

Durian, who was the person involved, just let out a 'meow', lowered his head to lick the porridge, and bit the cat's meat and gnawed slowly.

Yiming lay on the ground to observe how the durian was being chewed. The durian turned around and continued to lick, and he also changed positions, with his butt pouted.

Xiao Zhuo's face became stinky, he picked up Yiming and patted the ashes on his pants, "You make the little girl shy."

"Is durian a girl?" Yiming hesitated for a while, then got down on the ground to look, "Isn't durian a boy?"

Xiao Zhuo's face became even more stinky, and he picked up the durian and said, "Who told you it's public."

"I don't know." Yiming compared his own, but really didn't see it.

"You are not allowed to lie down on the ground in the future." Leading Yiming to the side, Xiao Zhuo began to sweep durian poop, inexplicably became a poop shovel officer, obviously bought cat litter and put it away, but he didn't pull it in, if he couldn't learn it again, He thinks the living room is full of shit.

After dinner, Hou Hao put Yiming on his lap and watched "Bear Infested" with him. If I count correctly, I have watched this episode no less than three times, and it keeps repeating.

There is a cat wagging its tail in Yiming's arms, the picture is really harmonious.

"Uncle Hou, will those three people still bully cats?" Yiming touched the scar on Durian's stomach and thought of that.

"No." Hou Hao took out his mobile phone to search the news and showed it to Yiming. It turned out that a few muscular men sent the three bear children directly to the police station that day. There were students from the same school in the crowd. They recorded the video and sent it to the space. There are so many people who love cats, you can find someone every minute, and the reporter went there within a few days. Surprisingly, except for the tall and non-mainstream male, the other two's grades are top-notch in their grades. "You were sick that day, otherwise you would have seen the news reports."

That's such a pity, Yiming kissed the durian, "Bad guy."

Hou Hao said to him: "Our family Yiming is a good person."

"Well, I want to be a good person." No other meaning was heard at all.

At this time the door rang, Yiming jumped down to open it, and said loudly, "Zhang! Bo! Bo!"

Zhang Kai took out a model from behind, "Here you are."

"Wow, so big!"

Xiao Zhuo just came out after taking a shower, and seeing Chuan's familiar eyes, he said uncertainly, "Isn't this your most precious one?"

Zhang Kai shrugged regretfully, "The old man has lost his temper, and he won't let me in if he doesn't dispose of it, because they are all out of print and they sell very quickly. This is my most precious piece, so I can give it to Yiming."

Yiming was obviously pleasantly surprised, he dropped the cat and touched the boat.

Zhang Kai followed in, grabbed the cat and squeezed it, "Where did this cat come from?"

"I bought it."

Xiao Zhuo explained: "The stray cat was saved by him."

"That's the one, Yo Yiming is really amazing, my mother always talks about her bravery."

"Hmph, I'm a good person." Tsundere said, happy to receive the gift, Yiming grabbed Zhang Kai and entered the small room, "Show you my baby."

Yiming has a small thing, the glass ball that Xiao Zhuo bought on the street for 10 yuan. It is not big, but there are green rice grains in it, which can glow at night, so he is regarded as a guest by Yiming. It is very precious.

He was so short that he couldn't reach it, so he dropped it on the ground with a thud, opened it up, picked it up and laughed, it's just something he played with when he was a child, and joked: "I picked this up, so it's mine."

Yiming blinked and didn't realize it, he was dumbfounded, "This is mine, you give it to me."

"not for you."

"You give me, give me."

To say that Zhang Kai's cowardice is too cheap, just like Yiming's indecency, the sound of the two of them messing around can be heard throughout the room.

Xiao Zhuo picked up the kitten, no, call Durian into the nest now, and ordered viciously: "If you shit again, I'll throw you away."

He was answered by a few meows.

It's a pity that I don't speak cat language.

Hou Hao turned off the TV and followed in, Xiao Zhuo subconsciously avoided, "Wait for Zhang Kai to leave before going to bed."

"When will you put me in bed?"

"No talk."

As soon as the words came out, Hou Hao took off his clothes and lay still on the bed, pretending to be dead, "Then we won't talk about it."

"Roll." Still stubbornly unable to push, Xiao Zhuo sat on the bed and kicked.

Hou Hao was also annoyed, it had been so long, he rolled over and pinned him down, and said angrily, "Don't get out."

The degree of shamelessness was unimaginable, his hands were pressed against his chest and he couldn't move, Xiao Zhuo met the opponent's face without any surprise, and it was so close, he was a little embarrassed and tilted his head uncomfortably.

Compared to Xiao Zhuo's embarrassment, Hou Hao didn't feel anything, he couldn't beat him seeing his hair all over, so he lowered his head and said to him, "Start sleeping in bed today."

Too angry to speak, Xiao Zhuo stared.

Hou Hao ignored it, and flirted with his lips, "I really know I was wrong, so you can let me go to bed."

patter——

"Ah, Uncle Zhang, you bad guy, my ball!"

"Meow!"

"Xiao Zhuo, you...you..."