When the only truly calm person in this century noticed the real key point of the problem and made a bold complaint, the hustle and bustle on the Internet suddenly calmed down strangely.

Hey, is there something wrong?

The consequences of the surge of various hormones caused by the extreme excitement just now are still exerting their remaining power unremittingly.

In short, this sudden sudden turn has not yet turned the corner.

Everyone sat or squatted looking at the mobile phone or computer screen in front of them, reacting with difficulty. After a short silence, all kinds of thoughts in their minds suddenly seemed to explode.

First of all, oops, it's just two men!

And, wait, romance?two men? !

And then, blah blah blah blah blah! ! !

Two, man! ! !

The turbulent and tumbling messages are like a tsunami that mustered its strength, rolling around every corner of the webpage with an irresistible momentum, screaming silently.

Summing up all the dazzling and unresponsive comments, there is only one big conclusion worthy of attention:

Mr. Xu Zhengyu, a talented young painter, is out!

Although the parties did not personally admit it, they did not refute it, nor did any relevant personnel come out to deny it, right?

These days, if you don't deny it, you admit it.

The beauties who were almost in despair said that the world is becoming more and more strange. Not long ago, a high-quality young man who spared no effort to release hormones to all female creatures, a famous playboy, and the warm embrace that countless beauties yearn for, especially Why did you go to stir up the foundation in a blink of an eye? !

Different from this kind of message filled with strong sadness, countless men couldn't help but want to laugh thirty times: Warmly celebrate the male enemy's public coming out!

Oh, this is really great and beautiful news, enough to be written as one of the top ten world-moving events of the year.

Zheng Yu didn't check her mailbox at all, and even turned off her cell phone, so she didn't need to think about it to know that it must have blown up.

Of course, the mobile phone is the one that is often used for external communication, and the other one is still on for communicating with family members and close friends, otherwise it will be bad if they think they have encountered something terrible.

For the most consistent speculation on the Internet, Zhengyu just watched from the perspective of a bystander from the beginning to the end, and did not make any response. This is also a major reason for the intensification of the debate.

Now online speculation about Zheng Yu's sexual orientation and this incident is basically divided into three parts:

One, he finally couldn't bear to admit that he was messing around;

Second, this person has broken his pissing habit of not being immortal, and he is playing with the whole world;

Three, neutral.

The third party was fine, especially the two camps in front. After Zheng Yu came back from lunch without haste, he saw that the debate had entered a heated stage. The bottom line is upside down, private detectives don't have such dedicated ones.

Zheng Yu casually flipped through the pages, and what he saw the most were requests in various tones for the protagonist to come out and say something, in order to prove his guess was correct.

After reading for a while with a smile on his face, Zhengyu happily closed the notebook, humming a little tune and dashing downstairs, "Ferlanant, I want to eat ice cream~~"

Before he got down to the first floor, Zhengyu saw Ferranant on the phone from a distance, and didn't even care to look in his direction.

"Frannant?"

I was ignored? !

Going down the steps in three steps at a time, Zhengyu rushed over, hugging Ferranante's neck from behind the sofa, rubbing and rubbing.

Looking sideways at his lover's jealous behavior like a puppy, Ferranant chuckled lightly and said into the microphone, "Zhengyu is coming, do you want to say something to him? Well, yes." The mobile phone was sent to the latter's ear.

"Huh? Me?" Zheng Yu was stunned, and said happily only when a familiar voice came from beside her ear, "Mom!"

It is Ms. Zhang.

Before going to the amusement park, Zhengyu called Ms. Zhang. She said that the Internet might be very lively in a few days, and suggested that Ms. Zhang take a medium-to-long-term overseas vacation.

Then today, Ms. Zhang called to tell them that she was already enjoying the beautiful scenery on a small island in the southern hemisphere.

Hearing that Ms. Zhang, who has always been busy, finally took the opportunity to relax. Of course she was very happy, but, "But Mom, why didn't you call me?"

Saying that, Zheng Yu glared at the innocent Ferlanant again, hum!

Listening to the coquettish tone of her baby son, Ms. Zhang reached out to take a sip of the fresh coconut juice on the small table next to her, squinted her eyes to see the seabirds gliding leisurely in the blue sky above her head, and said slowly, "Ask Feilie to ask you Are you picky eaters?"

The implication is, Mom, I can't trust you.

Zheng Yu's face immediately became embarrassing, what, I'm already in my 20s, okay, I'm ashamed of you doing this.

Hearing a few unconvinced hums from here, Ms. Zhang smiled and said, "Okay, Mom is relieved to hear that you are so energetic. You can return the phone to Feilie."

Zheng Yu puffed up her cheeks, sullenly, "Mom, you don't even love me anymore."

Ferranante took the phone and rubbed his lover who buried himself deep in the sofa like a bullied puppy, "Hello. Yes, um, I understand. Don't worry."

Zhengyu knocked off the mischievous claw on his head with a snap, stood up and wanted to leave with a cold snort, and then someone with quick eyes and quick hands grabbed his waist and pushed him down, "Yeah~!"

Ferranant raised his eyebrows with ease, pressed Zhengyu's waist with one hand, and firmly dragged the phone with the other hand, nodded, "Okay, I will take good care of him and won't make him picky."

The last few words were particularly narrow, and the look in Zhengyu's eyes was also very teasing and meaningful.

"Hey!" Zhengyu, whose waist was pinned down, couldn't exert any strength at all, and struggled with all four limbs, like a little turtle being bullied. Ferlanant's eyes were full of smiles.

After hanging up the phone, Ferranant suppressed her smile, looked fascinatedly at her lover's flushed cheeks and moist eyes because of the beating, and kissed gently again and again.

"It's raining~"

"It's raining~~"

The gentle voice is like the fine rain falling from the sky in spring, full of love and anger, which makes people irresistible, and they can't help but want to indulge in it.

Of course, Zheng Yu knew that he was already in deep trouble and couldn't extricate himself.

Just when Zheng Yu also slightly changed the angle and was about to actively cooperate, a child's voice full of vitality came from the stairs: "Uncle~!"

Zhengyu saw Ferranant froze above him, his facial features slightly distorted, and for the first time, he squeezed out a sentence in the international language: "*!"

After three seconds of silence, Zhengyu laughed and trembled with the sound of small trots behind him, then raised his legs without any pressure or guilt, flipped the person on him over quickly, twisted his waist and sat up, facing Xiang Xiang. The little angel who rushed over by herself opened her arms, her movements were as smooth as clouds and flowing water, and her smile was as warm as that of an angel's son, "Daren~!"

"Uncle~!"

"Darren~!"

The lingering sound curled up, and I didn't feel it around the beam.

One big and one small hugged each other smoothly, and then the little guy clinging to Zhengyu's shoulder finally saw Ferranant sitting on the ground with no gorgeousness and elegance, his smile was a little stiff, " Hello Uncle."

One is Uncle Ripple~

One is a serious uncle.

Ferranante said without hesitation that he is really not good at all!

Do you know that a man who is interrupted is very angry!

Damn it, it's only half a month since you two met for the first time, right?

What is the meaning of this hard-won reunion of relatives like a teacher after going through all kinds of difficulties and dangers under the white terror?

Half a second later, Ferlanant, who stood up from the ground, met the complicated eyes from his brother, all kinds of entanglements, all kinds of hardships, all kinds of irritability, and he couldn't explain it.

Flame said that he heard his son, who had just opened his eyes and was still awake, talking about looking for an uncle in a daze, and when he sat up, he insisted on asking for black and white babes. Yes, he is really bad!

As a typical Bryce father, Flame had seriously thought about it no less than ten times in this short period of less than half a month, why his son was abducted when that nasty black-eyed kid came!run!up? !

You must know that thinking about such in-depth and extremely professional issues is really not something an active and gloomy man like Flame would do.

Is he an iron-blooded man?

He is a frightening "crazy lion", okay?

This kind of slender children's education and communication problems are not his style at all!

But~~ The relationship between father and son has taken a turn for the worse in the past few days, well, maybe it hasn’t changed at all, or even improved a lot, oh ok ok, we understand, of course, when this trivial change and the present There is still a long way to go in the warm drama that is being staged. As a father, it may be inevitable to be hit a little bit.

I heard that my father came here in the same way, and as two examples of successful survival, I and Ferranante should have proved the 100% survival rate and high feasibility of this parenting method.Moreover, Darren has also been shown to adapt well.

So, does the problem really lie with this black-eyed boy?

When Flame contorted a face that was almost constipated and radiated "maliciousness" towards Zhengyu in various ways, people in South Korea were also suffering from different degrees of impact.

"Oh, that's true," Ms. Luo, who accidentally dialed to the entertainment channel, was immediately blinded by the ever-changing photos on the screen, and then listened to the inexplicably excited voice of the host. Explain that she is not well, "Zhenxuan, Zhenxuan!"

What a crime, although it looks like he wants to be devoted in the future, but why is it a man? !

"Ah?" Xuan Zhenxuan, who was called back to eat, hugged Meizhu, came down from upstairs with his slippers on, and answered casually, "What are you doing?"

"Look, look!" Ms. Luo's face was shocked, her glasses kept sliding down, she pointed at the TV screen excitedly and said, "What's wrong with Zhengyu?"

What a wonderful child, and I planned to introduce a real lady from a great family to calm him down, why did he go astray in a blink of an eye?

"Ah!" Looking at the screen, Xuan Zhenxuan was stunned for a moment, then blinked a few times, "Ah, it's made public, kid."

"What?" Upon hearing this, Ms. Luo became vigilant, and looked over, "What do you mean, did you already know?"

"Oh." Xuan Zhenxuan came over very calmly, without any surprise on his face, moved the fruit plate over, and shared a plate of juicy peaches with Meizhu.

Ms. Luo was shocked into silence for three seconds, and then slapped the table angrily, "What a bastard, such a big thing is really, oh, I'm going to be pissed off by you, no, I have to call Ms. Zhang"

Grabbing the phone and squatting down, Ms. Luo suddenly remembered that Ms. Zhang traveled abroad the day before yesterday!

Could it be? !

"Stinky boy," Ms. Luo threw the phone on the sofa, glaring at Xuan Zhenxuan fiercely, "Did Ms. Zhang already know?"

"Ah, that's right." Xuan Zhenxuan was so calm that it made people feel furious, his hands would itch.

So Ms. Luo really did it, without any pressure, and she was so proficient in business that it was outrageous.

The young Meizhu smiled and watched her grandma chasing her uncle all over the room with her slippers up, the way she tilted her head was indescribably cute.

[Good evening, audience friends, this is the late-night women's singles scene at the Xuanjia Mansion in Seoul. The current situation on the field is]

crackling.

"You brat, you brat!"

"Ah, mom, what are you doing, I didn't do anything wrong!"

crackling.

"How dare you talk back!"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Ms. Luo, you, you hit me again, and I'll mess with you too!"

Crackling upgrade.

"Ah, I'm so mad, you dare to say it, you dare to say it! Just kill you!"

"Ah, Ms. Luo, don't you usually say that you want to learn from Zhengyu!"

"Bastard, I'm talking about winning glory for the country, can this be the same?!"

"Ah! It hurts! Hey, Ms. Luo, why don't you recognize Sanshun as your daughter-in-law, after all, she is still a woman, and she looks like she can give birth at first glance~!"

crackling~

The author has something to say: Hahaha, joy in every sense

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