Marry a Rich Old Man

An Wuyang didn't believe it either, why did he suddenly post a Weibo after studying, and the other party knew about it.

I also dislike myself for having too little homework, why don't I go to heaven.

The young man who was a little out of breath from his study rolled his eyes in reality, but he was very good on Weibo: [Smiling /] I will go to bed right away, and I will sleep after watching Dun Dun. "

After returning, he threw the phone away, took off his slippers, and hurriedly went to the next door.

When I opened the door, I saw Dun Dun's great-grandfather and grandma were there, and the two elders laughed happily as they teased Dun Dun, who could already speak.

An Xuezha suddenly thought of a word, Hanyi Nongsun.

That's not the picture.

"Grandpa, Mom." He called out.

"Finished?" The whole family knew that the child was working hard.

"Ah." An Wuyang came over: "Dun Dun, Dun Dun, Dad is here."

The little guy, hearing the friendly voice, turned his head to look over, and spat a bubble at his father.

"ah……"

Dun Dun waved his small arms and legs, as if he wanted An Wuyang to hug him.

Anyway, the grown-ups around understood it this way, and suddenly felt soft, and teased the young boy: "As expected of my own, I just recognize you."

Bloodline is something that is more important when you get older.

"Come on, Daddy hugs you." An Wuyang carried his little baby from her mother-in-law's arms, shaking her carefully.

Little boy Dun Dun stayed in his father's arms, grinning his toothless mouth all the time, how festive it looked.

So later An Wuyang couldn't figure out why he was so cute when he was a child, how he became cooler as he grew up, and he couldn't beat a boring fart with three sticks.

"Did Yun Chuan go out today?" Mr. Huo said to himself, "That's right, it's already summer vacation, and all walks of life are a little bit busy."

"Leave him alone." Mrs. Huo touched her grandson's hand, but looked at An Wuyang: "Yun Chuan is measured, not the kind of man who can't control himself."

An Wuyang nodded: "That's right, he didn't dare."

Dundun's great-grandfather & Dundun's grandma: "..."

In view of the fact that he was chatted to death by himself that day, after staying for a while, they each went back to their rooms to sleep.

"Dun Dun, from now on, you must love daddy and listen to what he says." An Wuyang was the last to leave, hugging his son who could only giggle, talking like Xianglin's wife over and over again.

Because he was so quiet, even Aunt Zhang couldn't hear what he was muttering.

"Yeah..."

All she saw was that the father and son were talking with their heads together, as if they were having a small meeting, which was very interesting.

"Do you know what I said to my son?" At ten o'clock in the 'late night', the fake father who was always busy with everything came back, and it was time for the little angel to provoke the relationship between the plastic father and son.

"Huh?" Mr. Huo untied his tie, and with a warm peripheral vision in his seriousness, he greeted the smiling face: "What did you say?"

An Wuyang said: "Let him listen to me and not to you."

Mr. Huo's fingers froze when he removed the tie: "..." He felt that there was a serious misunderstanding between him and the little angel. Did this kid regard himself as an imaginary enemy?

What's your little brain thinking!

"He's only two months old." Huo Yunchuan said lightly, "Go to bed early and get up early tomorrow."

"Okay." An Wuyang replied in a low voice.

Covered under the blanket, laughing like a cat stealing fish.

Obviously, the old man in his thirties couldn't understand what he was happy about, but he was happy.

The surrounding is very quiet and the bed is very comfortable. It seems that I can fall asleep at any time with my eyes closed.

"Sigh." An Wuyang turned over, breaking the illusion of calm.

He opened his eyes, covered his beating heart, and murmured, "There's nothing to be nervous about."

Not just a wedding.

Nothing to be afraid of.

"Still sleeping?" Huo Yunchuan came out covered in moisture, looking at the clear-eyed and safe.

"Hmm." An Wuyang said, "I... think about something."

"Fun?" After Huo Yunchuan experienced a few times of overturning cars, he easily didn't dare to guess based on his age and experience, what the young people were thinking.

An Wuyang rolled his eyes, shook his head and said nothing.

"No? Then go to sleep." Huo Yunchuan said, lying down beside him, and then turned off the light.

The sound of breathing seemed to be magnified N times in the dark, and everyone did not sleep.

Another 2 minutes passed.

An Wuyang turned over and pressed against the slender body next door, and immediately felt the breathing rate of the other party changed.

This is to be expected.

He didn't stop: "Do you want to do it?"

If An Wuyang was given a chance to regret it, he would rather slap himself twice than do such a stupid thing!

The suddenly teased man didn't say anything, he just threw the young man over.

He likes this delicate skin and tender flesh, knowing that it will leave marks, but he can't help but linger on it.

"Hey..." An Wuyang's face was completely red, thinking about Huo Yunchuan's actions towards him, every one of them was extremely hooligan.

Sometimes he is talkative, and sometimes he can't beat a boring man with three sticks. Tonight is extremely silent and heroic.

An Wuyang was in this state of being about to be killed in a matter of minutes, lost and lost, unable to tell the difference between south, east and north.

"..." It's too shameful.

The feeling of intimacy at a negative distance, as if what is penetrated is not the body, but the soul...

Wait, what a mess!

ahhh-

An Wuyang was sweating all over, tired and sleepy, wishing to sleep for three days and three nights right away, so that he would no longer have the energy to think about nervous issues.

So the purpose of decompression is achieved.

It's just that the price paid is quite heavy.

The makeup artist who put on his makeup the next day trembled inexplicably, because the employer's neck and behind his ears were covered with red dots that made people imagine.

The make-up artist thought, this is the consequence of how fierce the battle is...

An Wuyang woke up early and felt sleepy, and after drinking a cup of hot water, he regained consciousness a little.

He yawned, and finally saw himself clearly in the mirror, looking overly indulgent.

And the makeup artist...is covering up the hickey with concealer for him.

Only relatives and friends are invited to the wedding today, and too many reporters are not allowed to enter the venue.

The An family suffered a loss from their relatives last time, and this time they only called out their immediate family members, and ignored the rest.

The younger brother came with his parents, only the elder sister was absent.

An Wuyang understood very well, even if An Wuyu wanted to come, he would probably persuade the other party not to bother.

Because I know in my heart that this wedding is to give an explanation and keep everything simple.

"How do I look? Is it particularly listless?" An Wuyang took pictures of everything around him that could be reflected, and asked the man next to him a little nervously: "Do you have dark circles?"

It's a pity that he overlooked one thing, Huo Yunchuan has been a straight man for 30 years.

"It's pretty good." The other party glanced at him and said, "It's pretty."

An Wuyang straightened himself up, raised his signature smile, and immediately revealed the elegance of a little gentleman.

"I'm leaving first." Huo Yunchuan raised his hand and patted An Wuyang's shoulder: "Waiting for you inside."

"Okay." The young man waved his hand, his eyebrows raised: "Go, I'll go find you right away."

The bride is going to hold the bouquet, but An Wuyang is not a girl.

The bouquet is impossible to take.

With empty hands, he stepped onto the dark red thick carpet following the rhythm of the music, with a dignified and relaxed posture.

The long legs wrapped in a small suit have gone through a short journey with no one to accompany them.

In front of the few cameras, the young man walks towards the man waiting deep in the red carpet in high spirits.

He looked at him, his eyes seemed to sparkle.

No, the photographer felt that the whole person was shining.

The natal family members at the banquet were also dumbfounded, and they couldn't recognize the child in their impression day by day.

... quite mixed flavors.

The Huo family, who were sitting with them, looked relieved: "Qiqiu is getting better and better."

Back then, Huo and his wife were not very satisfied.

"He was a good boy." Mr. Huo defended himself, and glanced at his natal family imperceptibly.

The old man standing deep in the red carpet stared straight at the young man walking towards him with his long and narrow eyes.

In front of the media, he almost never vented his emotions.

Huo Yunchuan has always been a man that the media loves and hates. He doesn't cooperate or refuse, and he doesn't express his opinions, which seems extraordinarily dismissive.

Who would have thought that the media has been supported by his family recently.

"I'm here." An Wuyang said in a low voice, pretending to be calm and facing the burning gaze of the other party: "Cough..." There was a shy smile mixed with vigor and confidence on his face.

Hand over.

The handsome man held it firmly, and kissed his hands in a gentlemanly manner under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Only An Wuyang could see the other person's eyes, but he was not a gentleman at all, full of explicit demands.

Ladies and gentlemen, applaud.

……

There are no pictures outside the venue yet, and fans are waiting anxiously on Weibo.

"I am married to Lao Huo today, whoever is in the venue, please send a picture to quench your thirst, even if it is a scene!"

"I remember that there were small videos on the way last time. Why is there no movement this time?"

"Senior high school students squatting and other resources for making up classes during the summer vacation."

"A senior high school student plus one, I really want to see my sweet selfie, I'm still waiting to rely on him to continue my life!"

"The ones in the arena tell you that he is ugly, dark and vulgar, not good-looking at all."

An eye-catching negative review is mixed with all the positive reviews, which is extremely dazzling.

This kind of message, which is obviously splashing dirty water, was quickly labeled as brainless by the young girls who are on summer vacation.

The essence of their reply to each other is to educate the other party, don't be a navy soldier easily, it's not worth it for fifty cents.

However, I accidentally turned the bad reviews into hot reviews.

"His Weibo doesn't look like a troll. It might really be from the venue. That's too disgusting. Why invite such a person to the wedding?"

"Old Huo is such a spoiled object, if the person who splashed the dirty water is in the field, we will tell him to go and let him investigate!"

Everyone swarmed to shift positions, create topics, and line up to max out Weibo.

"#老惠快向你妹妻出头# Then whoever your wife was splashed with dirty water, do you care about it?"

The number of retweets and comments exploded, and it immediately became a hot search.