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79.Chapter 79
—I’ll be there in half an hour.
After receiving this message from Huo Yunchuan, An Wuhao immediately got up and went downstairs, turned on the light in the kitchen, turned on the refrigerator, and took out small oranges and lemons from it.
Considering that the other party might have really drunk, he wanted to make a drink that could soothe the spirits.
This was not an unscrupulous intention to please, but a subconscious action, which he just wanted to do.
I haven't touched the knives and kitchen supplies for a long time, and the teenagers are a bit handy to use.
He held the knife carefully and carefully looked at his fingers before each cut so as not to cut it.
Before being with Huo Yunchuan, these slightly calloused hands had delicate skin and tender flesh under them, and there was no trace of labor.
Turning the palm of the hand over, it is also soft, and the complexion is natural and healthy.
Lemon tea with honey has a tangy fragrance.
An Wuhao was a little greedy and wanted to take a sip, so he poured himself a small cup from it for the reason of tasting: "..." It was really delicious after a taste.
He wanted to drink a little more, but he didn't do much. He was afraid that he would not drink after Huo Yunchuan.
Just like that, half an hour passed in a blink of an eye.
Safe and sound ran to the door of the house, looking at the road full of street lights.
After waiting for a while, two beams of car lights came over and drove towards the garage.
An Wuhao ran over in a pajamas, very happy.
Huo Dashao, who was back in a drag racing all the way, stopped the car and saw a shadow running towards him, his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys all stunned.
"..."
Running so fast, what if you fall?
Huo Yunchuan rushed forward without saying a word and caught the teenager who was running towards him.
"It takes half an hour to half an hour, you really are not a lie." An Wuhao teased with a smile, his slender body hanging lazily on the shoulders of a man taller than himself, a young and energetic face full of Joy: "Huh? What's the matter, I'll call you back when I'm angry?"
President Huo immediately replied: "No."
He steadily hugged the charming young man and walked towards the house.
An Wuhao thought for a while, and took the initiative to apologize: "I won't run away next time, I'm sorry."
The man who hugged him whispered: "If you fall, I'm sorry, it's not me."
"..." An Wuhao lay on his shoulder and said nothing.
"What did you do at home?" Huo Yunchuan asked.
"I made lemon tea for you." An Wuhao raised his head again, and asked with bright eyes: "Have you drunk? I'll get it for you right away."
The man who crossed the threshold became stiff.
"Let me see if you have drunk it?" An Wuhao thought of a verification method, which is to see for himself whether it smells of alcohol.
The answer is no, but the surroundings are inevitably contaminated with the smell of tobacco and alcohol.
"I didn't drink it." Huo Yunchuan found that his voice became deepened: "Where is the lemon tea? I will hold you to get it."
"In the kitchen."
Huo Yunchuan nodded and headed to the kitchen holding the teenager whose weight had been declining recently.
Take the pot of lemon tea and go upstairs together.
An Wujiao has a sensitive nose and is extremely sensitive to the smell of people close to him: "Yun Chuan, you smell of tobacco and alcohol, should you go take a bath first?"
Huo Yunchuan's obsession with cleanliness is only more serious than him. In fact, he has long been dissatisfied with the taste of his body: "Then you stay for yourself."
He turned around and went into the bathroom, carefully washing himself from head to toe.
After shaved beard in the morning, chin has grown a little inconspicuous beard, and have to shave it off.
Because Anhui’s skin is very sensitive, it will become red when it gets pricked by the scum.
After Huo Yunchuan came out, he licked his upper body, picked up the cup that the little angel handed over, and took a sip carefully.
Orange tea taste, sweet and sour.
"I know you don't like to eat too sweet, so you put very little honey." An Wuhao propped his chin, his face was serious.
"..." Huo Yunchuan looked at him intently, and took another sip from the cup. In fact, he didn't pay attention to the taste in his mouth at all: "It's really not sweet."
"Is that good?" An Wuhao wanted to know.
"It's okay." Huo Yunchuan swallowed the lemon tea in his throat: "...or try it yourself."
"Huh?" When the boy was silly, he was mouth-to-mouth fed.
Huo Yunchuan had a hunch that he would be rejected by the other party, or panicked. Anyway, there would be no response.
"Hmm..." An Wuhang just froze for a moment when he tasted the taste of lemon tea he likes, and then he accepted it happily.
Huo Yunchuan was clenched around his neck by the little angel and responded vigorously, almost not falling off the cup in his hand.
After a daze, he kissed back excitedly.
"No more..." After kissing for a moment, the boy opened his blurred eyes and pushed him away, and directly took his cup to drink: "It's really delicious."
Huo Yunchuan looked at him incredulously, with an urge to kneel down.
"The baby is born. I still like the sweet and sour taste." An Wuhao held the cup and sat comfortably on the chair.
"I'm going to bed." Huo Yunchuan said.
"Huh?" An Wuhao wondered: "Are you upset?"
The man who wanted to turn to the bed stopped, and said, "No."
"Hey." An Wuhao stretched out his hand and grabbed the other's two fingers: "Don't go, I'll ask you a question."
The other side looked back.
"When I was making out with you, was my face red or white?"
This question is a bit too strange.
The man raised his eyebrows, adhering to the principle of answering all questions, and replied: "Red." The little angel who was affectionate with him was flushed all over, gorgeous and charming.
"Is the painful face white or red?" The routine young expert raised the second question.
Huo Yunchuan turned around immediately, the expression on his face can probably be described as rippling: "Speaking of people."
An Wuhao grinned and said, "I can only care about it." Then he held the cup shyly and continued to drink the sweet and sour honey water.
"Huh." Huo Dashao curled his lips, couldn't help Jiji picking up the person in the chair, and turned around in the bedroom.
"Ah..." The honey water is about to spill.
The happy man stopped and kissed the little angel's forehead purely.
After frolicking for a while, An Wuhao suddenly asked, "Don't you want to see Dundun?"
Huo Yunchuan came back for so long, only after reminding him that he still had a son: "Yeah." He put down the pregnant boy: "You sleep, we father and son stay for a while."
An Wuhao readily agreed: "Okay."
He watched Huo Yunchuan's back leave and let out a sigh of relief.
Huo Yunchuan stayed in his son's room for half an hour. As an inherently taciturn man, he held his sleeping son silently, gently supported the child's bare back with his palms, and consciously made skin-to-skin contact.
This is good for children.
An Wuhao said.
Before going out to play, after seven days, the rigorous father Huo intends to compensate his son tomorrow.
As for tonight, it's a bit late.
It was only in late June when returned from the trip, and it was much closer to the wedding day.
An Wuzheng looked for a weekend day and asked Huo Yunchuan to send him back to Anjia. One was to give them something, and the other was to determine the date of the wedding, and let his parents know by the way.
The trip went smoothly and nothing unpleasant happened.
On the way back, An Wuhao's face was quiet, with a faint smile on his lips.
Huo Yunchuan knew that the other party must be happy because he was about to get married, so he hooked his mouth and said, "What happy event, so happy?"
An Wuhao: "Hehe, I can finally take the co-driver when I go out."
The scenery here is different, but it's different.
"Heh..." President Huo had nothing to say.
He has already accepted his fate, and the generation gap is not something that two people can roll the sheets several times to bring them closer together.
I woke up too early this morning and fell asleep in the car after a while.
Seeing him, Huo Yunchuan placed both hands on his knees, his head tilted to one side, and he slept peacefully and sweetly.
The man who slowed down subconsciously couldn't help but remember that when he first met this little thing a year ago, the other person was shy and asked to do what he did and never talked much.
It's like a touch of pure white strayed into flashy, it seems to be easy to read.
But no, this innocent boy always gives people unexpected feelings.
"We won't take the wedding photos, okay, the weather is so hot, I don't want to toss." The school scum, who is overwhelmed by a bunch of courses every day, can't wait to have 36 hours a day to make up for himself, and there is no time to consider the wedding photos: " and……"
Huo Yunchuan said: "And what?"
An Wuhao looked serious: "None of us wear a wedding dress?"
Both of them are men, and they are dressed in formal suits. Is there still a small number of President Huo Da?
"..." It seems that there is nothing wrong with it.
So the link of the wedding photo was skipped by two straight guys who kept everything simple.
After memorizing English words in the evening, An Wuhao suddenly remembered that his Weibo has not been updated for many, many days.
However, he really didn't know what to post.
After rigorous thinking, An Wuhao took a picture of a neat work table.
Homework is difficult. 2000V: [Picture] On the eve of the wedding, I had just memorized the vocabulary. Daddy Dundun hasn't come back when he went out. Maybe he went to a singles party.
In fact, he didn't know, he just listened to Ji Mingjue's mention.
"Distressed! Old Huo actually let Xiao Tiantian stay alone with her empty boudoir, how can this be done?"
"It's so uncomfortable, how could Huo be like this?"
"What little Tiantian, call him now, what time is it now, it's nine o'clock, it's late."
"Fuck, today's Weibo is full of knives, is it because my ability to bear it has become weaker or something?"
"I'm used to seeing Xiao Tiantian sprinkling sugar, and suddenly posting this is very uncomfortable [Yun Bei/] However, it is obviously normal, Wuxiong, I am spoiled!"
An Wuhao saw the comments and was puzzled.
"...Is this Weibo posted incorrectly?" Then he would consider deleting it.
Just when he was about to delete it, Huo Yunchuan, who was participating in the event far away, replied to this Weibo: @工作好难2000V, don’t sleep well at night, is it because have too little homework?
When the fans came out, the situation of abuse was immediately reversed, and they were suddenly crying with sweetness.
"This is the second time, right? I don't believe it! Huo keeps playing with his mobile phone!"