flirt with a rich man

Yiming was already able to walk, and he was restless and sad to get down in his father's arms.

Xiao Zhuo opened the door and put down his son, "Mother-in-law."

The old lady didn't answer.

He opened the door carefully and took a look, he was soundly asleep and could not be disturbed.

At night, the hot atmosphere seemed to be stagnated, and the community was not quiet. Xiao Zhuo skillfully started cooking, and occasionally looked back at Yiming who was sitting on the mat and picking his hands.

"Yiming, Dad told you not to pick your hands."

Yiming picked his nose with one hand and put the other hand together, the corner of Xiao Zhuo's mouth twitched slightly.

The dinner was poorly prepared, and the old lady had bad teeth and could not eat anything hard, "Zhuo Zhuo, I have suffered for you all these years."

He brought food for the old lady, "Mother-in-law, I didn't suffer."

"I'm old, but I'm not blind yet." The old lady took a sip of the soup and said, "You raised this baby by yourself. You're still a child at 21. You don't want to talk about it because your mother-in-law knows about it."

What must have happened to make her good grandson suddenly drop out of school and run to an unknown place.

"After all, it's the things at home that have dragged you down. Otherwise, why the hell would the baby lose the baby and go away?"

Xiao Zhuo wanted to laugh, but the old man thought too much, "Mother-in-law, it's all over, you see I'm having a good time with my child now."

The old lady glanced at her grandson, "Your parents wish you could go to college." She didn't mean to blame him for dropping out of school, but it still made Xiao Zhuo feel bad.

"Mother-in-law, eat more food." He didn't say anything.

The old lady stopped talking, Xiao Zhuo began to serve his ancestors for dinner, and when his mother-in-law went to bed, he carried Yiming into the room.

Yiming was very quiet, he just lowered his head to play with himself, and was about to doze off after eating on his father's body, Xiao Zhuo hugged his son tightly and frowned.

He has never been the smart part, but he dares to say that he is the hard-working part. Father Xiao is a photographer. Under his influence, Xiao Zhuo also likes to take pictures. In the courtyard, his works have always been well received by his instructors. If it wasn't for that incident, it should be in the internship stage now, right?

Or, after graduating...

Then walk into the palace of marriage hand in hand with her.

The obvious movements on his body brought him back to reality. He looked up and saw that his precious son was sleeping and smashed his mouth. He was kicking his short legs and wanted to climb on top of him. His small body was lying across his body. A faint breath.

Smelling the smell of milk on the child's body with the tip of his nose, Xiao Zhuo let go of his brows, wrapped his arms around his son's buttocks to help him lie on him smoothly, "Yiming."

In fact, he just called out subconsciously.

Unexpectedly, his son gave a reaction, he opened his eyes in a daze, looked up at him for a second, and then immediately fell on his chest.

Xiao Zhuo sneered and hugged tightly, there was no more worry between his brows.

What are you worried about? What is there to worry about?

He doesn't like this child, but only when he was just born, he can't accept that the child came out of his stomach. The operation uses local anesthesia, and his consciousness is still there. Yiming's first cry is weak like a cat It seemed, but Xiao Zhuo closed his eyes tightly and didn't want to see it, he didn't want to accept it or believe it.

At that moment, he even disgusted himself, he turned out to be a monster!

He is a man, and he kept telling himself that he was a man while grabbing the bottom.

It was about half a month before Xiao Zhuo saw what the baby looked like for the first time. He looked very small, and holding him helplessly would of course cause the baby's dissatisfaction.

When crying, both hands flew wildly, Xiao Zhuo hugged him numbly, with a numb expression on his face, when a small hand touched his face, his heart trembled violently.

No one in the world was closer to him than this child in his arms.

So Xiao Zhuo slowly tolerated this child, got used to being a father, got used to raising a child, and transformed from a young man into a man and a father.

Feeling relieved after thinking about it, Xiao Zhuo moved into the bed, changed his posture and moved Yiming to sleep with him in his arms.

Life has to go on.

The burden on his shoulders is getting heavier and heavier, and the responsibility is getting heavier and heavier, Xiao Zhuo raised the corners of his mouth but felt very satisfied.

The old lady's health fluctuates from time to time. She often stays in the hospital for a few days and then argues to come back for a few days.

"Stinky boy, get up and send Zuzu to the hospital." Xiao Zhuo pinched the child's nose, Yiming opened his eyes to take a look, shook his head and turned over with his hands to continue sleeping, suddenly his face became more expressive.

puff----

"..."

"Fuck! You fart!" Xiao Zhuo held his nose in pain.

It's not that I've never seen someone fart, but would his son's fart be too stinky?The whole house smells of mystery.

"This upside-down fart is really powerful." The old lady walked into the room with a cane, and as soon as she entered the door, she smelled a smell, her short body trembled, and her weather-beaten skin turned into a sauce-purple smile. On the face, the big hand patted the great-grandson's buttocks, "Zhuo Zhuo, give the baby more water, this is getting angry."

The two of them couldn't sleep with such a big commotion, Yiming spread his feet and kicked around, and let out a bewildered laugh, "Ahhh."

To put it bluntly, there is no saying that Lao Tzu dislikes his son, Xiao Zhuo stepped forward to pick up Yi Ming and cleaned it up before helping the old lady to go out.

……

That afternoon, he received a message from a classmate he hadn't contacted for a long time, and he was called as soon as he replied.

"Xiao Zhuo, our Visual Class 143 is about to graduate, and Chao Chen organized a dinner party, so you can come too."

Xiao Zhuo gripped the phone tightly.

"Don't keep silent. Super Chen said that Vision 143 will always have your name. See you in Box 317 of xx mansion tomorrow night."

Talking too hastily did not give anyone a chance to refuse, Xiao Zhuo took back the phone calmly, stood outside the door for a while and felt a slight chill, the girls on the road were still dressed in midsummer, and occasionally rubbed their arms, he thought, winter is coming soon .

Soon it was time for the graduation dinner.

Xiao Zhuo asked Zhang Kai if he had time to take care of Yiming Yiming, and the other party said sorry that the internship unit had to work overtime. Zhang's mother and Xiao Zhuo's mother had a lot of contact during their lifetime, although it was a bit feudal for Xiao Zhuo to have a son at such a young age. Thought, but he can help out if he can take care of the children, and he has to go out this time, so in desperation he can only go with Yiming.

xx Mansion, the first reaction I heard was to tremble.

When he joined the class, he knew that Super Chen was a rich second generation. Now that he chose the xx mansion, it can be regarded as showing his status. Xiao Zhuo stood at the door with Yiming in his arms, and left when the waiter at the door wanted to call someone. Go in, take the elevator to the third floor, "Yiming, do you think Dad is handsome today?"

Yiming focused on picking his hands and ignored Lao Tzu at all.

Xiao Zhuo pulled the corner of his clothes against the reflective surface of the elevator, found 317 and took a deep breath. If he remembered correctly, Super Chen was not very friendly to him.

"Xiao Zhuo is here!" Lin Xia waved, "Xiao Zhuo, come and sit here!"

It can be seen that the package area is quite large, it can accommodate 4 seats, and the decoration has a retro theme. Xiao Zhuo has worked as a waiter in the xx mansion, so he still understands it.

"Xiao Zhuo, why did you bring a child here? It can't be your son, haha!" I don't know which table said this sentence, but he didn't catch it. After more than two years, the people in the class who are close to 50 are sincere. Can't remember all of them.

"He is my son." Xiao Zhuo said apologetically to Super Chen, and said relaxedly, "There is no one to take care of him at home, so I brought him too, don't you mind."

Super Chen still had jet-black and shiny hair as he remembered. Sitting next to her was Li Qiqi, with long hair draped over her shoulders and wearing a light yellow short skirt, which was gentle and elegant.

It seems that the two are together, Xiao Zhuo saw the couple rings on their hands unobtrusively.

The organizer looked disapproving and said with a smile, "It's all right."

"Xiao Zhuo, I haven't seen you for two years. Your child is already this old?" Lin Xia couldn't bear to touch two hands first, "It's so beautiful."

Praising his son for his good looks, of course he is happy to be a father.

Xiao Zhuo greeted his roommate with a smile, Fatty was especially excited.

"Let me see the son of the top student in our class." The fat man ran over.

"I'll take a look too!"

"Show me."

In an instant, Yiming was surrounded by all kinds of unfamiliar faces, his dark eyes were wide open, and his little hands tightly grasped his father's collar.

"You guys are going to scare him." Xiao Zhuo made a gesture to block the fat man. How can a bear hug a son so small?

"Come on, you are the only one in our class who has a son."

"What's your son's name?"

Xiao Zhuo coaxed Yiming, "Call Yiming."

"It's a blockbuster, that's a good name." Lin Xia squeezed her face, "Call me sister."

"He still doesn't know how to call someone." Xiao Zhuo said.

Yiming, who is normally bold, seems particularly shy today.

The theme suddenly became "Xiao Zhuo's son". Chen Chao stared at him with a vicious look on his face. Li Qiqi sensed that her boyfriend was in a bad mood and reached out to hold her, but he blocked her when she didn't want to.

"The child is already so old, Xiao Zhuo, you are capable, you should have talked with his mother at school, and you were still pestering Li Qiqi at that time, it was kind enough."

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was silent.

Back then, the whole department knew about Xiao Zhuo and Li Qiqi, but suddenly one day Xiao Zhuo left. Unfortunately, the tutor couldn’t be contacted by any means, and everyone didn’t know what happened. Xiao Zhuo’s image in the crowd also changed. Become a scumbag playing with feelings.

Today, when I saw someone appearing with their son in their arms, they all acquiesced to being a scumbag, and they knew how much they didn't mention it on the surface.

Look, the children are so big.

But some men gave a thumbs up in their hearts, you boy can do it, stepping on the second boat of Xiaohua.

This mention is tantamount to pulling people back to the past.

Xiao Zhuo pursed his lips, unable to hide the embarrassment on his face.

Li Qiqi gave a sharp look to the girl who caused the trouble, and before she could say anything to make things right, she heard Super Chen say, "Xiao Zhuo, I have to thank you."

Guessing that there will be an encounter, Xiao Zhuo has nothing to say, and now he can only play silently.

If silence is really golden, he probably has a mountain of gold now.

Li Qiqi glanced at Xiao Zhuo, stood up and said, "The past is over and don't mention it anymore. Everyone is living well now. It's meaningless to talk about these things. Today is our last meal. I'm here Here's a toast to everyone." After speaking, he drained the liquid in the wine glass.

The people who were still busy just now returned to their seats one after another, and Lin Xia pulled Xiao Zhuo's clothes and stood up, "Thanks to Super Chen for organizing this dinner, Super Chen, I respect you for this cup."

It didn't take long for the waiter to serve the food, and the dinner officially started. Xiao Zhuo couldn't do anything with his chopsticks, and kept clinking glasses with others, regardless of the wine.

"Xiao Zhuo, don't drink anymore." Sitting next to him, Lin Xia said worriedly, "You still have children, don't get drunk."

"Lin Xia, what are you whispering to him, he is a man with a family now." Super Chen had an ambiguous smile on his lips.

"you!"

Xiao Zhuo bumped into the person next to him in a muffled voice, and stood up after killing him, "I'm going to go to the toilet." After finishing speaking, he was about to leave, Yiming pulled the hem of his clothes and looked straight at him, his stomach rolled over and over again, he Before he had time to think about it, he took Yiming out and went straight to the toilet.

"vomit----"

The genuine liquor, Xiao Zhuo could not hold his head up by leaning on the sink, and couldn't control it when he vomited.

I also drank it when I was working, but it was not as bad as this time.

……

A man in the corridor whispered on the phone.

"I don't need to worry about my affairs at home." The man was helpless.

"Hou Hao, this is what our parents mean, so you just want to have a good time."

"No..." Before he could finish speaking, there was a tug on his leg.

"Ahhh." Looking down, the child with a big fart was lying on his lap, pulling his pants with both hands as if he was about to climb up.

Hou Hao frowned, hung up the phone and looked around, it was empty, whose child?

The flat suit trousers suddenly became wrinkled. Hou Hao paused, pulled the waistband of the trousers with one hand, and bent over to carry the clothes behind the child with the other.

A novel posture that has never been seen before, screaming and screaming, using both hands and feet to imitate the movements in the water, how brilliant the small mouth is.

The child in his hand was very delicate. Hou Hao stared at it for a while and came to such a conclusion. A pair of sword eyebrows raised one side, and he walked back with the child, but he didn't meet the waiter, so he opened a door with no expression on his face. Door after door.

"Whoa, what the hell, stepping on a horse will kill me, what the hell, vomit..." Xiao Zhuo spat out the last bit of food in his mouth, turned on the faucet, flushed his face, and woke up in the mirror.

Hou Hao returned to the door of the toilet with the little things that were constantly disturbing his calves, and his eyes glanced at the person in the mirror of the toilet, and a stern look flashed in his eyes.

Even though he has no image at all, Hou Hao knows him when he turns into ashes, and the protagonist of the video on the computer is him.

Hou Hao stood still, looking straight at the young man.

"I knew I shouldn't have come today." Xiao Zhuo said to himself, and out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a Buddha at the door, and said vaguely, "I didn't spit out the toilet, so you can use it if you want."

The person in front of him was neither handsome nor ugly, his face was a bit haggard, limp and wet and stuck to his forehead, very perverse, Hou Hao thought of the picture in the video, it was hard to imagine.

He took a step forward with no expression on his face, "Xiao Zhuo."

Hearing someone calling him, Xiao Zhuo leaned on the sink and turned his head. With just one glance, his whole body froze, cold from his feet, the devil's name jumped into his mind, hesitantly said: "Hou...Hou Hao."

"You still remember me." The man said concisely.

Xiao Zhuo's complexion became very exciting, red and purple, seeing his son startled in his hand, he quickly took it, but he couldn't stand up because he was drunk, so he could only let him stand, "Uh———" his head froze. The heat went to the sink again.

There was a flash of light in his eyes, and Hou Hao crossed his hands without moving.

His stomach was burning like fire, Xiao Zhuo felt uncomfortable in body and head, seeing Hou Hao made his heart feel even more uncomfortable, a scene that he had been reluctant to think of for more than two years appeared in his mind, humiliation and unbearable all came to his heart at that moment.

He couldn't offend that man, and kept trembling with his hands against the countertop. Xiao Zhuo's legs were weak and he didn't dare to turn his head. It can be said that that night gave him a lot of impact, disgusting.

How did he beg for mercy?

At the beginning, he was cowardly and didn't dare to do anything except run, but now he wanted to punch him, and in fact Xiao Zhuo did just that.

It is estimated that he did not expect to hit him, Hou Hao had no time to dodge and was hit firmly, and he took a few steps back before recovering, and the fists rained down again and again.

"Rape|rapist, scum!" Xiao Zhuo gasped, his body was in charge of his alcoholism, and he stepped on the man, "I|day| your ancestors are eighteen generations old!"

Hou Hao reacted, and with a backhand turn, Xiao Zhuo's wrist was removed.

"what!"

Hou Hao grabbed the opponent's neck and gritted his teeth, "You are the first one who dares to hit me and scold me like that."

Xiao Zhuo was distracted, and slammed his head against the wall, thinking that he might be dreaming, otherwise why would his hands not hurt, he grinned in a daze.

The man looked at the confused-eyed and smiling person who didn't know why, and his heart moved, and he pursed his lips, thinking that this person is pretty good-looking even when his mind is not clear.

Xiao Zhuo thought before falling into a coma.

In the dream, he finally let out his fucking breath.

Bah, cool!