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    "Wherever there is Mr. Huo, there will be our minions!

    "Who on earth gave me this title Huo! Come out and let me see who is so pertinent!"

    "Boss Huo is playing pervert."

    "I don't know why, even though Boss Huo is wearing nothing revealing, I still feel he is astringent."

    "Don't worry, minions are like this."

    Seeing the title, the image of the vagabond is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and An Yi has a rough understanding of Huo Beixing.

    According to the words of the village, it is a man who is indiscreet.

    The information on the Internet also shows that Huo Beixing was born in an extremely privileged family, the atmosphere is very beautiful, the family is harmonious, and the brothers and sisters love each other.

    An Yi frowned like a caterpillar.

    Everything is quite normal, logically speaking, the other party should grow up very healthy.

    Then why does he occupy four by himself?Others also said that he played abnormally.

    There are not a few people who follow Huo Beixing on the Internet, and they are even more discussed than some popular niches.

    Or is this kind of thing normal, and because he looks like a frog in a well, he has little knowledge?

    But soon An Yi dismissed this idea.

    Ms. Chen Lin said that it is better to blame others than to blame yourself.

    It must not be his problem.

    Could it be...

    An Yi suddenly realized!

    Could it be that the legendary prodigal son is full of love, the idiot is full of talent, and the normal person is perverted!

    An Yi patted her small chest, but luckily she wasn't the pervert.

    But it didn't seem to be any better, after all, Huo Beixing was a pervert, and he married Huo Beixing.

    An Yi: I am very happy 🙂

    But now that he has agreed, he has no regrets and can go on. Moreover, the marriage and settlement will also benefit and reverse the current crisis.It's only been two years, it's time to accept new things, An Yi comforted himself.

    Besides, the brave little frog never looked back.

    Because frogs don't have necks.

    An Yi started to pack his things in the past two days. An's family paid for this apartment, which was more than 400 square meters. When he first moved in, he felt that his words echoed.

    He put the tape measure and the half-drawn design draft into the bag very preciously, then opened the suitcase, snap!Snapped!Snapped!Desperately brought his well-collected collection of men's clothing and macho magazines.

    That's right, the above are all muscular men without shirts, and of course some without pants.

    An Yi said: The macho loves to watch these!

    This is what a hunk should see!

    An Yi usually looks at these for design inspiration. Since he was a child, he likes to clean himself up.

    Their village doesn't care much about personal appearance and hygiene, but An Yi is different. He is not like others who are ashamed every day. Even when he goes to the ground, he washes his face clean every time, and his hair does not fly ashes.

    An Yi: This is the handsome boy.

    Whether it is going to school or doing farm work, no matter how hard or tired your clothes are, the clothes are not too dirty. An old man’s undershirt will always be fresh and clean., making people feel refreshed.

    Although it was exposed to the wind and the sun every day, it was a little darker, but its appearance was indeed handsome.

    Known as the most handsome boy in the village!

    From time to time, also help the girls in the village get some flower-braided bracelets, and when walk a few kilometers to the market, help bring some novel clothes, whatever color, most of the girls let An Yi choose, and An Yi picks out the match.suitable.

    An Yi never tires of it, and never refuses it. He thinks that girls should dress nicely, dress nicely, and show off their beauty.

    All the girls in the village are called An Yi Ge An Yi Ge, whether they are going to school on the mountain road or doing farm work at home, they will chat with people a few words An Yi.

    How is An Yi brother today, and what is An Yi brother going to do tomorrow.

    So much so that the boys in the village didn't wait to see An Yi.

    Boy Juice: Beep—beep—beep——

    An Yi has always liked designing clothes for people. After being recognized and returned to An's house, Chen Lin found out and expressed her support and asked him to do it boldly.

    Such affirmative encouragement, like the sun goddess sprinkled light on him, filled the dry well where the sun could not shine to the bottom, and gave the little frog at the bottom of the well a pair of wings that could soar.

    An Yi: I can, I can do it!

    However, the wings were broken before taking off.

    An Yi encountered difficulties at the very beginning. He wanted to design women's clothing, but he had little experience in the village, hadn't seen much of the world, and was short-sighted.

    The female model was just wearing modest undergarments for him to measure. An Yi was so frightened that she didn't know where to look, her face was like a big tomato, flushed with embarrassment.

    Chen Lin looked at it and thought that An Yi had choked on something, so she picked up her son in fright and started the Heimlich first aid method.

    Chen Lin uttered a soprano in fright: "An Yi! An Yi!!!"

    An Yi tried his best to make a sound: "Hey..."

    Unexpectedly, Chen Lin was gentle and slender, with strong hands.

    An Yi almost died.

    At the same time, also felt the greatness of maternal love.

    He didn't feel that the female model was revealing, it was normal, it was a job, it was just... he was just embarrassed.

    Later, he changed his route to design men's clothing, and bought many popular magazines without inspiration.

    Some collections and limited editions cannot be bought, and An Yi is still very disappointed.

    After packing up his luggage, An Yi went back to An's house early in the morning on the third day. One was to see Chen Lin, and the other was An's driver to take him to Huo's house.

    In fact, also took a look at An Shaofeng by the way, but compared to Chen Lin's deep feelings, An Shaofeng always gave him the feeling of a cheap dad picked up on the street.

    There is a relationship between father and son, but both are relatively plastic.

    Knowing that An Yi was going to Huo's house today, after breakfast, Chen Lin went to the gate of the villa from time to time to see if An Yi didn't come back, she had a lot of things to give An Yi.

    An Shaofeng took a sip of tea, "I'll be here in a while."

    Chen Lin was so angry that she raised her hand, An Shaofeng almost spit out a sip of tea.

    "you……"

    Then the latter looked aggrieved, An Shaofeng took a deep breath: "Take it easy."

    Chen Lin couldn't hear it, so she raised her hand and greeted the person's arm, "It's not you, it's you, it's you, An Yi is only old, it's fine to get married, you still let him marry someone, if you divorce, what do you want An Yi to do?"Let’s do it, which girl wants it.”

    An Shaofeng's soothing tone was filled with helplessness: "Okay... okay, isn't it a last resort? I came back after two years, two years. Those who don't know think our An Yi is a daughter."

    Chen Lin: "What do you know, chastity is the best dowry for a boy now!"

    An Shaofeng: ...

    Chen Lin's face collapsed, and she stomped her feet angrily: "You still marry someone to such a vagabond, Huo Er's famous playboy, how can there be a dowry!"

    An Shaofeng: "But the Huo family gave a bride price."

    Chen Lin: ...

    The implication is that this gift will protect their family's prosperity and wealth for the rest of their lives.

    What is this, limit one for one?

    Chen Lin: "Then I'm angry too!"

    An Shaofeng changed the subject, "What do you think An Yi will wear to the Huo family, a dress or a suit?"

    Chen Lin glanced at the person and said confidently, "Of course it's a suit."

    An Shaofeng disagreed, "I think it's a dress, after all, it's a visit."

    Chen Lin: "A suit is more stable."

    An Shaofeng: "The dress is more important."

    Chen Lin: "Don't I understand what I was born with?!"

    An Shaofeng: "It's like it's nothing to do with me, I didn't participate, I understand!"

    The taxi stopped in front of the gate of An's house, and An Yi jumped into view wearing his big T-shirt and shorts.

    Chen Lin: ...

    An Shaofeng: ...

    Well, none of them understand.

    Looking at An Yi's unpretentious outfit, An Shaofeng comforted him silently.

    Pure and good, pure and good.

    The taxi drove away, and driver Anjia drove the car and parked at the gate.

    Chen Lin hurriedly asked people to take out the things she had given to An Yi, and handed them to An Yi.

    "This is passion fruit, two per day. This is the lady's mask that Mom recently stocked up on. Remember to apply it, and this."

    Chen Lin handed An Yi a large kettle, at least two liters.

    An Yi was taken aback, and asked with a large kettle in his hand, "What is this?"

    Chen Lin: "Lemonade, freshly squeezed, don't forget to drink it, finish it within two days, don't forget to put it in the refrigerator."

    She managed to raise Bai's son, but she can't go back black.

    Looking at An Yi who was burdened more and more.

    Those who didn't know thought that when entering the city from the village, they would carry water in large and small parcels.

    Chen Lin took a deep breath, "There is one last one."

    As if she had made up her mind, she had a serious face, her previous gentleness faded away, she closed her eyes, and her heart froze, "I've given you the limited-edition macho magazine that Mom has kept for half a year!"

    An Shaofeng cast his eyes to look, and saw the shirtless muscular man on the cover, his eyes darkened.

    "How could you have such a thing!"

    Chen Lin pretended she didn't hear it, and stared reluctantly.

    An Yi opened his mouth wide in surprise. The limited collector's edition of Macho Magazine had only 100 copies when it was first released. Unexpectedly, Chen Lin would actually have one in his hand.

    Really, is this something he can have?

    An Yi probed: "Is it possible?"

    Chen Lin said decisively: "Take it."

    An Yi reached out to take it.

    The book remained motionless in Chen Lin's hand.

    Pulled again.

    Still not moving.

    uh-huh?I can't get it at all.

    An Shaofeng took a look and pulled it over and stuffed it into An Yi's arms.

    bring it to you.

    An Yi looked at the macho magazine in his hand: "Mom, won't you be reluctant?"

    Chen Lin made up her mind: "No, you can take it. At worst, I'll go to your Aunt Li's house to see it."

    An Shaofeng: ...

    After the family reluctantly bid farewell, An Yi went to the front of the car with his things. The driver helped An Yi put the things into the trunk, and then helped An Yi open the door.

    An Yi nodded politely, "Thank you."

    The driver said seriously, "You're welcome, I will send you on the road next, Master An."

    An Yi: ...

    Do you want to hear what you're saying?

    what way?Yellow Springs Road?

    But he has done three days of ideological work and watched a lot of love and affection between the same sex. He feels that he can now...fuck it, he can marry a man!

    The little frog looked up at the sky with tears in his eyes.

    I married a man, a tough man.

    The other party is still a pervert, even the driver knows it.

    But thinking about it carefully, it was considered a new thing. He had to try it. If he didn't try it, how could he arbitrarily conclude that it was unacceptable.

    Besides, you can't know a person based on rumors.

    It's exciting to think about it.

    Thinking of the popular science homosexual movie two days ago, An Yi's face turned yellow.

    After all, he has never tried it before, thinking of the 18-year-old life he will live with a pervert in the future.

    An Yihou was scared at the same time...

    Damn, I'm still a little excited.

    Sure enough, as soon as he got close to the destination, he was about to be assimilated by the pervert.

    After driving for an hour, the vehicle arrived at a magnificent and luxurious villa.

    The driver took all of An Yi's luggage out of the car, and then bowed to An Yi, "Master An Yi, have a good journey, I will miss you."

    An Yi: ...

    No, it's okay if you don't want me.

    The driver stepped forward to hold An Yi's hand excitedly. The white gloved hand was very strong, "Master An Yi, thank you, you must take care."

    An Yi:?

    Driver: "Without your sacrifice, I might lose my job."

    In other words, without your sacrifice, Anjia would have gone out of business.

    Then the driver waved his small white handkerchief through the car window, stepped on the accelerator, and left with a flick.

    It seems that he is not that reluctant.

    An Yi hung the large kettle on his chest, held the daily necessities and passion fruit given by Chen Lin in his left hand, and the luggage in his right hand. Feeling apprehensive and nervous, he walked in.

    Summer is hot.

    He originally thought that the area and luxury of Anjia were shocking enough, but who knows that there are people beyond people, and mountains beyond mountains.

    When An Yi walked in, he thought he had walked into a golf course for a moment. There were a large number of buildings, and the surrounding buildings were also very luxurious, all exuding my very expensive atmosphere.

    An Yi looked at the surrounding architectural design like a dog, and when he passed by the huge and gorgeous fountain, he heard a few ethereal conversations.

    someone!

    After walking for so long, An Yi still hasn't seen anyone.

    Busily looking for the sound, he walked towards the garden.

    An Yi walked to the garden with a large bag and saw several craftsmen pruning tree branches on the ladder.

    But soon his eyes were attracted by a flower bush.

    It was a field of rose bushes blooming delicately, and there was a person standing a few steps away from the flowers.

    The man was tall, with a bare upper body and a pair of black trousers on his lower body, which covered his insteps. He stepped on the lawn with bare feet, his hair was pulled back because of the water, and the Pacific wide shoulders that are standard for an inverted triangle figure.There is a silver chain as thick as a little finger around the neck. The silver chain is not long and falls a little below the collarbone. Below it is a vigorous and powerful chest muscle, with distinct abdominal muscles like a field ridge. The abdominal line is very firm and the arm muscles are gorgeous., not exaggerated but with a sense of strength, the shark muscles on the ventral side are even more beautiful and eye-catching when raising the arms.

    The face is plump and handsome, with deep eyebrows and eyes, a straight nose, neither thin nor thick lips, and a clear and sharp jawline.

    Not far behind him, two domineering Doberman pinschers were playing happily.

    An Yi's eyes lit up, she has such a beautiful figure!

    Not at all inferior to the models in macho magazines.

    At this time, the man was holding a water pipe in his hand. The water pipe was at least ten meters long, and it was connected to the lawn sprinkler behind.

    Other lawn sprinklers are there like bamboo dragonflies spinning freely, swaying dew.

    Oh hoo ~ the feeling of freedom.

    Only the one in the rear was strangled by the throat of fate, and the sprinkler cap was pulled out and connected to the water pipe.

    The water column gushed from the water pipe, and the man stared at the rose below with a pair of peach blossom eyes.

    An Yi followed suit and saw that it was driving beautifully.

    Even if it is watered again, the flowers will easily wither, and the daisy bush next to it may also wither, because it has not drunk a drop of water so far.

    Daisy: Just drink to death, okay?

    It's really a drought to death, and a flood to death.

    The man didn't care about that at all, but stared at the jet of water gushing from the pipe.

    Then the Adam's apple rolled down.

    An Yi frowned.

    Knock, he didn't want to drink, did he?

    Hurry up to appease yourself, how is it possible, who would drink water from a water pipe.

    The next moment, Huo Beixing opened his mouth and pointed the water pipe at him.

    An Yi:!

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