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Chapter 20
Chapter 20
Fan Xing froze for a while, then his body gradually relaxed, letting himself lean on the man's body.
The faint pain in his heart gradually receded, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and his voice was soft: "Thank you, brother."
Where is He Qingmo tired of driving? It was obvious that he was in a bad mood at this time.
Although this man always likes to tease him, he is sometimes extra considerate.
Fan Xing knew and was grateful.
He Qingmo looked down at the child whose mood was obviously improved, and gently fiddled with his soft hair, and asked, "Did you want to go to an h major?"
Fan Xing buried his face in his chest and said in a muffled voice, "Well."
The man didn't speak, he still just put his arms around him and twiddled his hair with the other. The movements were very light, like smoothing a puppy's hair, but it was quite comfortable.
After a long time, the man said again: "You can continue reading."
Fan Xing was so drowsy by his smooth movements that he almost didn't fall asleep, but when he heard this sentence suddenly, his mind was not enough, he raised his head in the man's arms, his clear eyes blinked, "But my brother and I I'm married, how can I go to a university abroad? If it doesn't, it will become... become..."
His poor Chinese vocabulary made him unable to remember the word "separation in two places". He tilted his head and thought for a long time, but still couldn't come up with a suitable word, so he simply gave up, "When you get married, you have to live together."
The man chuckled softly, lowered his head and teased: "So you are worried that the two places are separated and you won't be able to see me when you miss me?"
Fan Xing was stunned, his face flushed, and before he opened his mouth to explain, the man said again, "It's okay, my husband has a private jet. When I miss my husband, my husband can visit you."
He knew that He Qingmo was teasing him, but Fan Xing's face was still getting hotter and hotter, but he opened his mouth several times to say something.
He lowered his head in frustration and buried his face in the man's chest again, and stopped talking at all.
Anyway, can't say it, pretend to be dead!
But suddenly, he realized something again, and looked up at He Qingmo suddenly, "Brother means, don't you mind if I go to H major?"
"Why should you mind? To tell the truth, although Qingda is a first-class university in China, it still has a gap compared to H. You shouldn't give up this opportunity. Go." He Qingmo looked at him with a smile in his eyes.
Fan Xing stared at him blankly, not knowing how he felt for a while.
When he knew that he was going to marry He Qingmo, he applied for Qingda as soon as possible.
It was also tough for him to pass up the chance to get into one of the best universities in the world.
However, at that time, he did not expect that He Qingmo would agree to let him go to college abroad after marriage.
After all, the two of them said they were married, but in fact he was just a gift from the Gu family to cater to He Qingmo's taste.
How could He Qingmo have just received the gift and immediately let the gift go abroad?
However, it is clear that the current He Qingmo is not joking, he really agrees to let the gift go abroad to study at university.
Fan Xing didn't know whether to regret that he had given up the opportunity to study in H-University by sending an email directly at that time, or whether he should be happy for He Qingmo to think of him so much and to be free for him.
He looked at the man like this, his thick eyelashes fluttering like two small fans, but his eyes were full of indescribable emotions, and finally gradually turned into a shallow smile, "Brother, you are so kind."
Forget it, there is no need to regret what has been given up, and regret cannot be brought back.
But the person he was forced to marry was unexpectedly gentle and considerate, wouldn't it be a good gift?
He should be happy, happy.
The car was parked on the side of the road, and the lights were not turned on, only the dim light of the street lights drifted in and fell on the young man's face, reflecting the beautiful little face that was extraordinarily pink and soft. And those clear eyes, in this kind of environment, were shining like starlight, with joy from the heart.
The man's throat was a little tight, but he just squeezed the child's face lightly or heavy, then let go and started the car: "It's okay if you don't go, so as not to be kidnapped and run away." His tone was leisurely. Yes, I can't hear any emotion.
After Fan Xing sat upright, he realized that the posture he was holding by He Qingmo was quite distorted, so that at this moment he felt a little uncomfortable in his waist.
He squeezed and mumbled, "I'm very smart, how can I be deceived so easily?"
The man glanced at him, and it was obvious that the little boy didn't understand what he was trying to say.
He couldn't help laughing, realizing that he was a little cautious.
At ten o'clock, the two finally returned home.
Fan Xing almost fell asleep several times in the car just now. After returning, he didn't want to do anything, so he went upstairs to take a shower and went to bed.
But when went to bed, suddenly lost sleep.
He Qingmo was in the bathroom, so he pulled out his mobile phone and browsed the Internet on a routine basis, and found that He Qingmo's name seemed to be very popular, so he clicked on it and found that the most popular one was forwarded by hundreds of thousands times video.
Fan Xing clicked it curiously, only to find that it was a video of him and He Qingmo visiting the wholesale city in the afternoon.
In that video, he was walking in front, while He Qingmo followed leisurely, his attitude was very leisurely, but his eyes kept falling on him, and the corners of his mouth were hooked with a beautiful arc, as if he was in a good mood.
Fan Xing stared at the man in the video and couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled. He was busy bargaining with people in non-standard Chinese in the afternoon, but he didn't notice that He Qingmo was looking at him all the time.
Now, when I think of the way I bargained at that time, I seem a little stupid. Could this man be making fun of him?
He thought wildly and clicked on the comments below. There were already tens of thousands of them. Basically, they were saying that having money is good. Changing objects is the same as changing clothes. Or maybe He Qingmo is about to go bankrupt. In that kind of place to buy clothes, of course there are many messages from nympho He Qingmo.
Although the content was similar, Fan Xing watched it with relish, and read all the way down, until the man came out of the shower and knocked on his head. You're on a hot search, and they say you're going bankrupt, so you can only take your new boyfriend to the wholesale city."
Fan Xing thinks that netizens have a bit of a big brain. Going to a wholesale city will become bankrupt. It's too exaggerated, so can't help but want to laugh.
The man didn't intend to deal with this matter, anyway, as long as he has a new person around him, he can be on the hot search, which has no effect on him at all.
But isn't this kid smiling too happy?
Is his Chinese too poor to understand the meaning of the new boyfriend, or is he still smiling so happily when he understands it?
Eighty percent are the latter.
He Qingmo was a little unhappy. He reached out and took the mobile phone. He didn't watch the video. He typed a message directly below, and read while typing: "What boyfriend? It's a daughter-in-law, who has received the certificate!"
When he finished writing and was about to send it, Fan Xing jumped up and hugged his hand holding the phone, looking at him pitifully, "Brother, don't send it, what if someone really believes it?"