[BL]Marry Rich Old Man

Chapter 28

    How about An Wushang, he clearly feels unsuitable in his heart. After all, they are two people who have rolled over the sheets. Living together is very ambiguous, but the other party has already brought the luggage in, and he will appear to be awkward when he beeps again. Trouble.

    Always self-satisfied, considerate and sensible, he raised his hand and put it down again: "Okay, it's just that I may not sleep honestly. If you don't mind, I'm happy to share your room."

    Look at these words, how much The earth leads people to commit crimes, and is full of evil and cautious opportunities.

    "..." Huo Yunchuan placed his luggage and nodded: "Maybe I sleep more dishonestly than you, but I will try my best to control it." Be sure to stay calm.

    "Eh? Oh, put the clothes there, I just need to pack it myself." An Wuhao hurriedly came over and said, took back the underwear that belonged to Mr. Huo and placed it behind him.

    Especially embarrassing.

    The cotton underwear entwined at my fingertips was pulled away, leaving only a soft touch.

    "No need, let Auntie Zhang clean up for you." Huo Yunchuan explained in response to the boy's questioning gaze, "That's the housekeeping aunt."

    "Okay..." An Wuzheng looked at him: "Then you can have breakfast now. Already?" Then they glanced at the living room with eyesight, and the breakfast they bought was resting on the spacious table.

    "..." Huo Yunchuan smiled irritably, staring at him and said: "You are so naive and naive." Then he put away his smile and returned to his usual appearance: "Let's go."

    An Wujiao was confused, and said Go up.

    He knows that naivety is not a good word. It may be the same as his sister's opinion of him. In short, he just dislikes it.

    If he faced resentment before the age of sixteen, he would probably cry with uncomfortable feelings.

    But there have been some things in the past two years, and it won't be anymore.

    I am having a good time now, because I have accepted that I am a mediocre person, reconciled with the outside world, and reconciled with my own heart.

    Now I am safe, quit my job, no longer have to worry about making money, very relaxed and happy.

    He opened the hot soy milk and held a cup in front of Huo Yunchuan: "Mr. Huo, here you are."

    President Huo, who was still disgusted with others just now, received a cup of soy milk as comfortable as picking up gold. He bought this cup of soy milk at his own expense.

    "Thank you." Huo Yunchuan said, holding the cup of soy milk and slowly leaning to his mouth to take a sip.

    The year-round calm eyes warmed up with the heat of soy milk, and at the same time, the handsome facial lines softened a lot.

    "A lot of people should have said...you are very handsome." An Wuhao who was sitting across from him blurted out in praise, and didn't think there was anything wrong with being happy to boast.

    "Cough, cough, cough, cough--" A mouthful of soy milk stuck in President Huo's throat, causing him to cough earth-shattering.

    "You, are you okay?" An Wuhao was in a hurry, hurriedly drew out a tissue and handed it to him. By the way, he wiped the soy milk that was sprayed on his face by the other party... felt embarrassed.

    "Cough cough..." Huo Yunchuan leaned on the table, finally healed, staring at each other with moist eyes, and turning to Haiti in his heart. This man praised himself twice a morning, whether he was a real man or he was handsome, he was dying. Right.