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Chapter 50:
He quickly moved away and let the other person go in to the bathroom, but the other person looked at him with complicated eyes, and had no intention to go in at all.
An Wuhao was making a small calculation in his heart. If this man is angry that he did not perform well today, he will stop doing it and pack up his things and prepare to go home.
As soon as this thought appeared, An Wuhao's face turned black. After all, avoiding problems was not the main purpose of his life.
He thinks it is better to communicate: "That..."
Before he could speak, Huo Yunchuan stretched out his arms and fished the boy who was close at hand into his arms: "I'm sorry."
An Wuhao was dumbfounded, his chin rested on the other's broad shoulders, and he needed to stand on his toes to feel comfortable, otherwise he wouldn't even breathe smoothly: "It's okay."
It seems that this person is not going to blame himself, but this is also true.
I was born with the same conditions, and it is not my fault that I am not good.
"It's not that they don't like you," Huo Yunchuan held the depressed An Wuhao tightly in his arms, and sighed: "You will know later."
An Wuhao's eyes blinked and wanted to nod, only to find that the space for chin movement was limited, so should get out of Mr. Huo's arms first.
He said: "You let me go first."
With such an unsightly view, if Huo Yunchuan's parents saw him, he would definitely leave the impression of frivolous Meng Lang.
Huo Yunchuan let go of An Wuhao, a pair of deep and gloomy eyes looked at the opponent, knowing that An Wuhao's face was correct, and continued: "Don't think too much."
In fact, Anhui really didn't think much about it, these are all facts.
He calmly said, "I didn't think too much." He also comforted the other side: "Are you too nervous? It's normal for everyone to be cautious when we meet for the first time."
In order to make Huo Yunchuan believe in him, An Wuhao put on the comb in his hand and smiled relaxedly.
Huo Yunchuan felt tight in his chest, but couldn't tell why.
It just doesn't feel right. It's not the feeling before the parents and grandfather came.
He likes to rely on himself a little bit safer, even if he is self-willed.
Silent space, with unharmed eyes fixed in the direction of the restaurant: "Don't linger, everyone is waiting for us to eat."
Since Huo Yunchuan doesn't use the bathroom, he goes in and combs his hair.
He looked in the mirror and found that it was really messy, and it was damaging to his image.
Two minutes later, An Wuhao and Huo Yunchuan appeared in the restaurant one after another.
"Come and come, Wuhao's favorite shrimp, put it here." Aunt Zhang's voice was inserted strongly, and she did this on purpose for the last dish.
After all, it was a child who had watched him for many days and was surrounded and questioned in the living room just now. The atmosphere can only be known by personal experience.
An Wuhao said, "Thank you Auntie Zhang."
Those who observed him carefully found that the little boy who had left for a while seemed to calm down, not as tight as before.
"It turns out that Wuhao likes to eat shrimps, so eat more." Zhang Ruoqi personally took a pair of shrimps to the empty plate next to An Wuhao's rice bowl.
An Wuhao was a little surprised, and then thanked: "Thanks a lot."
Zhang Ruoqi was about to say something, but when he saw his son, he put on disposable gloves and started peeling shrimps.
After a few seconds, the shrimp was peeled out, then dipped in sauce, and delivered to the rice bowl next door.
The skill of the action is like having experienced countless times.
An Wuhao doesn't need to look up, knowing that this picture is too eye-catching, everyone on the desktop can see it.
He looked as usual, picked up the gloves next to him and put on them, unhurriedly peeled out the two shrimps that Zhang Ruoqi had picked up, and sent one to Huo Yunchuan's bowl and the other into his own bowl.
The people watching them smiled, even a little envious, this kind of feeling is too good.
Huo Yunchuan stared at the shrimp in his bowl, his eyes darkened, he was almost happy.
Old man Huo laughed twice: "Grandpa also likes to eat shrimps, so he will peel two for his grandpa without any problems, okay?"
The children of the two grandchildren express their love to each other.
"Of course it's good." It's not just peeling shrimp, these little things are not difficult.
Do it without any problems, if there are other requirements that are technical, you may not be able to do it.
The princes on the table said: "Oh, none of us hurts, so let's do it ourselves."
With their gag, the atmosphere at the dinner table became warm for a while.
The elders smiled and looked extra enjoyment.
To be honest, they are all very busy people, all year round, it is rare to have such a crowd.
As Huo Yunchuan said, how could he not like it.
You know, their experience of being parents all comes from the only son who does their own way.
Suddenly I met an introverted and sensitive child, suddenly transitioning from a stranger to my own daughter-in-law.
I don't know how to bring the relationship closer, it's normal.
What's more, the other party seemed to be indifferent to others, only showing childishness when facing Huo Yunchuan.
It is also incredible.
Looking down to help the elderly peeling shrimps, he didn't know that he was a difficult target in the eyes of others.
Even a little alienated, repelling communication.
After the meal, it was a little late.
Huo Yunchuan was responsible for sending the guests out, but An Wuhao was ordered to stay behind.
You don't have to go to give people away by yourself, and you can be happy and free.
Because Aunt Zhang is not here at night, a messy tabletop needs to be cleaned up by himself.
When An Wuhao wanted to clean up by himself, he felt that he would definitely be scolded when he was seen by Mr. Huo later.
He hesitated for a moment between being scolded and quitting work, hesitantly chose not to work.
Downstairs, Huo Xiao stood in front of his son who had already come out very well, and turned his head and patted the other person on the shoulder: "Okay, just send it here, no need to send it..."
"Go back and see that there is no harm." Zhang Ruoqi said, adding the sentence that her husband left behind.
Huo Yunchuan didn't leave, staring at his parents with doubts: "You don't like Chao Chao?"
Huo's couple was stunned and laughed: "Why ask?" They didn't like it. Seriously, this question should be reversed: "We feel that the child doesn't like us very much. You are free to ask why..."
Seeing his son's disbelief, the Patriarch Huo, who is over half a hundred years old, said in his heart: "Don't think about it, you will be familiar with it in the future."
Back in the car, the wife said, "How long has it been since this has happened, have you spoken well?"
Ten years ago, didn’t dare to think about it. Seven years ago, could not get better, but couldn’t see two or three sides in a year.
In the past three or four years, there has been peace on the surface, but it has always been separated by a layer.
The atmosphere between the two sides changed from tense swords to mutual respect.
It's almost like this afterwards. Whether it can go further depends on God's will.
The left-behind ‘child’ found that someone had returned. It turned out that it was Mr. Huo: "Is it ready?" He asked, and pointed to the restaurant in a low voice, "I didn’t move the tabletop. Go and clean it up."
"..." President Huo, who was called to be a cow and a horse as soon as he got home, was stiff, but he nodded coolly, put on his apron and gloves, and went to work.
The next day was the first day of school, and the traffic situation in Beijing in the morning was as horrible as ever.
After Ancheng sent his youngest son to school, his heart moved.
He stood in the shade of a tree at the entrance of the school and called the second child at home.
"Well, how is it at school? When do you start military training?" An Dad is a northerner with a big voice and a strong body. When he saw his son grow up to more than a dozen years old, he was still so a little bit. In fact, he was very sorry that he didn't say anything. .
Why didn't he inherit the tall and mighty Lao An's, but he inherited the fucking slenderness.
But the honest and kind temperament did not run away from Lao Anjia's seed.
"Dad?" An Wuhao said, "Very good, I guess it will be tomorrow."
Since becoming pregnant, he found that his level of lying was getting higher and higher.
At present, it has basically reached the point of bragging and not blinking.
"Oh, so." Ancheng fanned, complaining about Qiuhuo's power, and continued to chat with his son on the phone: "I sent your brother to school today, and now I'm standing at the school gate, it's so hot."
An Wuhao: "Then go home quickly, it's cool at home." Then he said, "Are you still at work today?"
"No, go to your grandma's house and give them something to eat." Peaceful City said, "Then you figure it out by yourself. What should you do? Call me if you have no money."
"Yes." The tuition fee was paid in, and I didn't go to school, so it was uncomfortable.
"Okay, then hang up, I'll put some gas in the car and get on the road right away." Peaceful City said, and hung up the phone with satisfaction.
"Bye." An Wuhao finished speaking with his father, and fell into a daze.
This is the taste of my own life, although it is a bit tacky.
Anxiety, stress, worries, everything is a lot.
"Who should I call?" Huo Yunchuan walked over in a suit and leather shoes, with a tie wrapped around his hand and was tying: "I'm going out the door, and I will be back two hours at the latest."
He has seen the time and can still make it to lunch.
An Wuhao was still immersed in the world of little common people just now, and when he turned around, he was blinded by the handsome and powerful young master.
In any case, he couldn't keep talking.
An Wuhao looked at Huo Yunchuan and said, "Ah, Mr. Huo is also very handsome today."
The man is tall and high-spirited.
I have to admit that the appearance of the other party in formal clothes, I am afraid that in my own mind, it will be indelible in this life.
Huo Dashao's eyes flashed, and the expression on his face became thoughtful.
If he remembers correctly, since he knew An Wuhao, the number of times the other party bluntly praised... more than once or twice.
Before he knew it, Huo Yunchuan's tie was a little slower than usual.
Of course, it wasn't because of his handicap, it was just a feeling in his heart that the ignorant young boy liked male sex.
"Then I'm going out, you wait for me to come back." Huo Yunchuan confessed and left when the tie was always fastened.
"Okay, that..." An Wuhao raised his paw, just thinking about it.
The other person turned back again and met his stunned eyes.
"Forgot to hug you." Huo Yunchuan's breath came towards him, warmly and warmly by the safe ear.
It's nothing just to hug, after all, An Wuhang proposed it by himself.
He doesn't blame anyone, he blames himself for skin hunger, just want to experience the hypocrisy of being hugged when going out and going home.
However, a touch of wet and waxy touch squeezed into his mouth and drove straight in.
What made Anwu's whole person bad is that his first reaction turned out to be to close his eyes and open his mouth in one go.
Damn, blush.
"..." Huo Yunchuan was a little surprised, taking time out of his busy schedule to comment, really enthusiastic.
It is not surprising that he is very calm, after all, in terms of appearance, he can be ranked casually in Beijing.
The little naive in the ivory tower like An Wuhao has a blank emotional experience, and it's normal to fall into oneself.
After confirming the pure heart of the little angel, President Huo kissed the kiss deeper.
The person who kissed him slowly couldn't bear it, and there was always a feeling of being eaten!
An Wuhao tried to push Huo Yunchuan away, pretending that he could control the rhythm of his breathing, and said, "Aren't you going out? Be careful not to be late."
President Huo noticed his Meng Lang, his old face blushed, and he wiped his lower lip and said, "Yes." Then he glanced at the messy young man, reached out and touched the other's head: "You can call me anytime."
"..." An Wuhao nodded without speaking, as if I had heard it.
Finally watched the tall man leave, he fell to his bones on the sofa, still unable to believe that the one who opened his mouth was himself.
Very sorry.
What will the other party think?
Mr. Huo entered the edit box with three words, and was deleted by the boy's fingers and replaced with two words.
—Yun Chuan, I didn't mean anything else just now.
An Wuhao sent it out, hoping that the other party would understand. There were too many questions circling in his heart, and there was no idea of falling in love yet.
In a few seconds, Huo Dashao, looking forward to how long he will go out this time, he will receive the contact of ‘sticky people’.
The moment the phone rang, he raised his hand to look at his watch, excited.
—Watch a movie with you tonight.
An Wuhao received this response, full of doubts.
-Um?
-To cover up the tide, gay-themed movies.
An Wuhao twitched the corners of his mouth, feeling that the other party deliberately changed the subject, that wouldn't work.
—Aren’t we talking about other issues?
—I mean, you should learn to be honest, Chaos.
Huo Yunchuan came to the destination with a face full of spring breeze, and he connected with difficult partners, which made him feel cute.
He thought to himself that looking at this, he would not fight for a little overlord clause.