Marry the real young master and his uncle [rebirth]

He was most afraid of the sudden quietness of the air, even the always shameless congratulatory wine was dumbfounded by Fang Xingquan's words.

When he came back to his senses, his face was burning hot, he was indeed a man who could subdue the boss.

Low screams came from all directions, boys and girls blushed with shame, covered their faces one after another, revealing pairs of excited eyes.

Oh my god, Fang Xingquan is so hot!

It turns out that Xi Dong, who is cold and abstinent, likes this one!

Fang Xingquan, whose brain was paralyzed by alcohol, didn't realize that his words were shocking. When he found that the people around him were staring at him, he frowned displeasedly, and asked ferociously, "What are you looking at?"

The three of Li Siyuan often made jokes, and habitually laughed at each other: "What are you doing?"

Fang Xingquan turned his head abruptly, half-closed his eyes, and lowered his heroic eyebrows. It was a bit of a bluffing posture. The others looked at each other, wouldn't they want to fight?

Jin Tang reached out and pulled Fang Xingquan's clothes, "You can't fight, Xi Dong is nearby."

The red ears twitched, and the aggressive Fang Xingquan immediately sat back with his sharp claws restrained like a tamed domestic dog.

Jin Tang's voice was low, and others couldn't hear what he said, so they turned to him curiously, "Jin Tang, what did you say?"

"It's nothing, are you still playing?" Jin Tang changed the subject.

Everyone, look at me, I look at you, of course I want to play, but looking at Fang Xingquan's state, I am afraid that he will go crazy with alcohol.

He Jiu swears, "It's still early, keep playing! What is Uncle He afraid of?"

An hour later, He Jiu paid a heavy price for his rhetoric.

Alcohol activated Fang Xingquan's whole body cells, and there seemed to be an inexhaustible energy hidden in his body. If it wasn't for Jin Tang pulling him, he would probably be jumping up and down.

"Hahaha, Star Spring Adventure!" He Jiu applauded happily, and the surrounding applause was thunderous.

Fang Xingquan unrestrainedly pulled out a piece of paper, doubled his eyes, shook his head several times but couldn't see what was written on it, and stuffed it into Jin Tang's hand irritably, "Please help me to see."

Jin Tang smoothed the paper patiently, raised his eyebrows slightly, "Sing a love song to confess, and at the end..."

After Jin Tang finished reading, all eyes were on Fang Xingquan's face, his eyes were full of anxiety and expectation. Compared with young people who were young and inexperienced, He Jiu, an old fritter with no troubles and joys, was much more straightforward .

He ran away like a gust of wind, and returned to Fang Xingquan's side within a minute, gasping for breath, thrusting the cold microphone into Fang Xingquan's hand with burning eyes, "Sing!"

Fang Xingquan looked down at the microphone in his hand, and then looked at He Jiu with anticipation in his eyes. He Jiu nodded deeply and gave him an encouraging look, as if he was holding some important handover ceremony.

He Jiu patted his arm and spoke earnestly, "Comrade, come on."

Fang Xingquan, who was drunk and had no brain circuits at all, took the microphone, his eyes were firm, and he nodded deeply, "Okay!"

"Go and play the BGM."

On the other side, Xi Tingzhou, who was playing mahjong with ease, suddenly had his eyelids twitch, and a bad premonition came to his heart. The hand that drew the cards paused, then looked at the cards as if nothing had happened, and played them out.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm confused!" The old lady Yuan laughed so hard that she couldn't see her eyes.

The old lady in the purple cheongsam at the next table stretched her neck to look at the cards of the old lady Yuan, and exclaimed loudly: "Shuwei really has you, all of them! Ting Zhou lost a lot."

Xi Tingzhou looked indifferent, "It's okay, it's because I'm not as skilled as others."

His candid appearance was liked by the old men and women present. Xi Tingzhou could keep calm at all times, calm and bold, courageous and resourceful, and would not be easily carried away by emotions. Even as the controller of the company, it is particularly reassuring.

"Tingzhou, did you feel unwell just now?" Uncle Lu, who noticed the pause in Xi Tingzhou's card drawing movement, asked concerned.

Yuan Shuwei then said, "Yeah, I seem to see you pause for a while, and thought I was old and dizzy."

The mahjong machine reshuffled the cards, and Xi Tingzhou politely replied: "It's nothing, thank you for your concern."

After the voice fell, a loud sound suddenly came from outside the window, shaking people's brains.

Father He was the first to stand up, "It must be that evil son of mine!"

The brother next to him hurriedly grabbed him, "Lao He, calm down, it doesn't have to be Xiaojiu, there are many children outside!"

As soon as these words came out, someone really echoed: "It may also be my skin child."

"No, no, I think it should be my grandson!"

Zhu Li, who was sitting at the next table, was in a complicated mood. Do your children know that you are blackmailing them behind their backs?

Accompanied by the harsh sound of debugging microphones, the sound of drums and guitars broke the silence of the night.

After a brief prelude, a clear and melodious voice sang the lyrics, instantly capturing the hearts of the audience.

Singers don't have much skill, they rely entirely on emotion and a natural good voice, just like a soul full of love appears in front of you, you can't say that he has nothing.

Immediately, Xi Tingzhou recognized who the owner of the voice was.

The corners of her lips couldn't stop rising, it turned out that the brat who caused the trouble belonged to his family.

He heard Fang Xingquan sing: "Before you raise your hands and surrender, let me accompany you for a while..."

The voice of the young man in the transition period has a unique texture, and the delicate tenderness sings the courageous expectation.

"Let's quietly share the rare confession at this moment. Just talking silently makes me feel happy and not alone..."

Xi Tingzhou walked to the window step by step, opened the window with both hands, and caught Fang Xingquan on the balcony downstairs who was singing with a microphone in his hand. He was surrounded by people, standing in the middle of the crowd, surrounded by strings of lights and ribbons behind him, and the balloon was blown by the wind. .

During the interlude of the song, An Inches and Silver Feathers rushed up to offer flowers exaggeratedly, and Fang Xingquan was forced to fill his arms with bright flowers.

As if aware of the gaze above his head, Fang Xingquan raised his head, his drunken eyes dimly saw a familiar figure, even if it was just an outline, he could accurately identify it, it was his Uncle Xi.

The young man's fair face was hidden in the bright bouquet of flowers, and he smiled towards the person upstairs, his brows and eyes curved into crescent moons. In an instant, the flowers in his arms lost their color and were not as good as him.

Xi Tingzhou's world fell into silence. In his eyes and mind, he could only see the young man on the terrace. The strong night wind blew up and rolled up the delicate petals. Flying with the wind, revealing his smooth and full forehead, the heroic brows added a bit of sharpness to him.

In the second half, Fang Xingquan kept his head up and sang to him. Sent by sentence, Xi Tingzhou's heart swayed, his breathing became a little short, his throat was dry and itchy, his chest seemed to be on fire, and his dry palms were The fists were clenched too tightly, sweat was seeping, and it was sticky and uncomfortable.

The abnormality that is easy to detect in the past was left behind by Xi Tingzhou at this time. He stared straight at Fang Xingquan downstairs, his gaze was burning like a hungry wolf waiting for a full meal. He guarded his prey, eager to try .

"Tsk tsk tsk, look at Tingzhou's eyes, you want to eat people—" The old ladies gathered around and teased Xi Tingzhou in a low voice.

"After all, you are young, and you can't hold back when your partner sings love songs."

"After all, you are young and energetic. Think about when we were young, who hasn't imagined that a handsome senior would sing a love song to himself."

"Who will say that Tingzhou and Zhou are putting on a show in the future, I will be the first to stand up and object!"

"No, look at the young couple who are sticky."

"Sure enough, man, no matter how cold it is on weekdays, it's also very hot when you're emotional."

The old ladies were grinning from ear to ear, but the old men were concerned about another issue.

"What a handsome boy, it's a pity not to be a star, I will definitely ask him to be the spokesperson."

"You sing well, I'll ask Ting Zhou if he has any intention to learn music from me."

"Hey! How can you snatch an apprentice on the spot?! I still think he has a good figure, so he should learn to dance with me."

"It's fine for Lao Yu to sing, but now he is learning to dance. Xingquan is too old. I think he is more suitable for sports."

While the old men were cursing, Fang Xingquan sang to the end.

"How long and long the future is, there are still expectations. I will accompany you until the end of this story."

Fang Xingquan and Xi Tingzhou met each other's eyes, looking at each other from a distance, with a bright smile, and the corners of their brows and eyes filled with love.

Time seemed to be stretched infinitely, Xi Tingzhou heard his heart beating, his hands slowly clenched into fists, his legs surpassed his brain, he took the first step, turned and walked towards the door.

The slender and powerful long legs walked like flying, and walked to the center of the room in a few steps, and there was thunderous applause upstairs and downstairs.

With warm cheers, Fang Xingquan's voice sounded again.

"Xi Tingzhou—"

Hearing Fang Xingquan call his name with his own ears, Xi Tingzhou stopped for a second as if he had been ordered by the AI.

His heart was beating so fast that it was about to rush out of his throat, and Xi Tingzhou was so excited that beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

Fang Xingquan has something to say to himself?

What is he going to say?

Is this a surprise that Fang Xingquan specially prepared for himself?

With many thoughts in his head, Xi Tingzhou, who has always been calm and self-sufficient, is rarely agitated.

Time has become extremely grinding, and I only feel tormented here.

Fortunately, Fang Xingquan didn't torture Xi Tingzhou for too long, his clear and clean voice like spring water was transmitted to all directions through the microphone: "Xi Tingzhou, I recommend you!"

Xi Tingzhou: "??"

He seems to have been confessed, but also seems not.

The matter was not over yet, when Xi Tingzhou's expression gradually distorted, Fang Xingquan continued to shout loudly: "My brain is sweating and my heart is sweating, every organ in my body is talking, I call you!"

"Hahaha--"

The whole building laughed one after another, deafening.

Xi Tingzhou, who hadn't been so humiliated for a long time, blushed his ears, the smell was so familiar, and if there was no handwriting of congratulatory wine, he would give away the house he lives in now.

Xi Dong apologized and left first, hurriedly opened the door of the room and walked away.

"Hahaha, I haven't seen Tingzhou's expression so exciting in so many years, I thought I wouldn't look down on him even if he was buried."

"Yeah, the last time I saw him with such a vivid expression was when he was older. The older he got, the less his expression became. How cute he is now. This is what a 28-year-old should look like."

Everyone said something to each other, even He's father didn't blame He Jiu anymore. He Jiu and Xi Tingzhou grew up together. Xi Tingzhou is his half son, although the company is thriving in Xi Tingzhou's hands , but as a close elder, he still hopes that besides work, Xi Tingzhou can have his own time, instead of treating work as the whole of life and being an emotionless robot.

Premonitioning that he was going to suffer, He Jiu ran away, and happened to meet the vicious Xi Tingzhou at the turn, He Jiu's legs gave way, and he almost knelt down. The last time I saw Xi Tingzhou so scary was the last time.

"Xi Xixi... Brother Xi, I, I, I... I was wrong..."

Staring confusedly, Fang Xingquan, who came out following He Jiu, poked his head out, his watery eyes looked curiously at Xi Tingzhou who was locking his throat, "Uncle Xi, what are you doing?"

Xi Tingzhou met his clear eyes with anger, and immediately dissipated. He lowered his head and looked at the congratulatory wine who secretly winked at Fang Xingquan for help. His anger rekindled, and he tried his best to smile at the innocent and curious baby. The voice coaxed: "Xingquan is good, uncle has something to deal with, I will go to you later."

Fang Xingquan hesitated for a while, then nodded, trotted up to Xi Tingzhou and kissed him, "I'll be good, Uncle Xi, come quickly."

After speaking, he left briskly without any nostalgia, and did not give the dying He Jiu a look. He Jiu stretched out his arms, his face full of despair.

Fang Xingquan, I misread you!

The author says:

Source of the lyrics - "Spend Long Years with You"

① "I declare you..." from the Internet