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Wen Wenyao didn't go to work today, so he slept late in the morning, and when he was having lunch with Bai Yangyu at noon, he received a call from Song Wenran, so he sent Bai Yangyu to pick him up.

Later, lying on the sofa watching TV, he heard someone opening the door with a key, turned over and got up from the sofa, put on his slippers and walked to the door.

Bai Yangyu got the key from him, and he didn't refuse, anyway, Bai Yangyu liked to stay here so he let him.As long as Bai Yangyu doesn't gossip about him and insists on dating him, a peaceful and stable relationship can be maintained between them.

Fortunately, Bai Yangyu has always been a person who does more than talks.

The door was opened from the outside, and Wen Wenyao saw Song Wenran coming back with Wen Qian and Bai Yangyu in his arms, and asked strangely, "Didn't you say something was up? Why did you come here together?"

Song Wenran didn't explain in detail, but just responded casually: "My friend has something to cancel, so I came with me." He handed Wen Qian to Wen Wenyao, changed his slippers and entered the room and couldn't help asking: "You are not welcome. ?”

Wen Wenyao carried Wen Qian who was asleep into the room, put the quilt on the bed gently, and then came out to the living room, watched Song Wenran clap his hands a few times, and said, "Warmly welcome."

Bai Yangyu put the car keys on the shoe cabinet in the entrance, and went to the kitchen to boil water as soon as he entered the house.

Song Wenran looked at Bai Yangyu's hurried back, and asked Wen Wenyao, "Why is your student so obedient?"

Putting his hands in the pockets of his pajamas, Wen Wenyao sat down on the sofa and said, "You may have been conquered by my charisma."

Song Wenran still felt a little strange, but he didn't ask any further, and stood beside the sofa and stretched his arms.I got a little bit injured from boxing today, it's not serious, but my joints are always sore and sore.

Wen Wenyao raised his head and stared at him, "What's wrong?"

Song Wenran shook his head left and right, "It's nothing, I went to boxing this morning."

Wen Wenyao frowned slightly, "Punching is fine, just treat it as a sport. Don't keep thinking about career development. If you get injured when you are young, you will suffer when you are old."

Song Wenran looked at him and smiled when he heard the words, "Then I am old and no one will take care of me, do you want to take care of me?"

Wen Wenyao couldn't stand his warm tone, turned his face away and said, "Don't look for me, I smoke and drink, I'm probably lying on the hospital bed before you."

Song Wenran sat down beside him, still smiling, "Then stop smoking and drinking, and we will take care of each other when we grow old."

Wen Wenyao snorted, grabbed the remote control and pointed it at the TV to start changing channels.

Bai Yangyu boiled water, came out of the kitchen with a kettle and cups to pour water for them, and said at the same time, "Shall we have hot pot tonight?"

Wen Wenyao leaned back on the back of the sofa chair, and lazily said: "I don't want to go out anymore, just eat something."

Song Wenran heard the words, and suddenly said: "Then let's cook the hot pot by ourselves."

Before Wen Wenyao answered him, Bai Yangyu nodded first and said, "Okay, I'll go shopping later."

Song Wenran stood up, "I'll go with you, let's see what else is in the kitchen first, make a note of the seasonings that are not enough, and go to the supermarket to buy them together later." After speaking, he had already walked towards the kitchen first.

Bai Yangyu quickly followed, leaving Wen Wenyao alone on the sofa with question marks, if he remembers correctly, this is his home, right?It seems that no one has asked his opinion. Did he agree with them cooking hot pot at his house?

In the kitchen, Song Wenran and Bai Yangyu opened all the bottles and jars containing seasonings to look at them, wrote down the tools and materials that were still missing for cooking the hot pot, and discussed some dishes that needed to be bought to heat the hot pot, and then went out supermarket.

When he came back from the supermarket, Song Wenran brought Wen Qian a piece of pizza. He said that Wen Qian wanted to eat it at noon today but failed.

Wen Qian woke up after taking a nap and was still yawning while sitting on the sofa.Song Wenran put the sliced ​​pizza on a plate and put it in front of Wen Qian. Wen Qian grabbed a piece and ate it, then turned her head to see Wen Wenyao also grabbed a piece and ate it.

An American movie is playing on the TV.

Like a hamster, Wen Qian slowly gnawed on a small piece of pizza with both hands. Wen Wenyao next to him finished eating one piece and stretched out his hand to grab the second piece.So Wen Qian couldn't sit still anymore, she stretched out her small hand and grabbed an extra piece of pizza on the plate, jumped off the sofa and ran into the kitchen, ran to Song Wenran's lap and shouted: "Second Brother! Second Brother!"

Song Wenran looked down at her.

Wen Qian raised the pizza in her hand, "I'll eat it for you!"

Song Wenran bent down with a smile, bit the pizza in her hand, chewed and swallowed it, and then said to Wen Qian: "Is there another brother?"

Wen Qian took a look at Bai Yangyu who was concentrating on cleaning the pot, ran out to get the second piece, came in and called Bai Yangyu: "Brother Yangyu!"

Bai Yangyu knelt down and thanked her seriously: "Thank you." He opened his mouth and bit the piece of pizza.

Wen Wenyao was sitting on the sofa watching Wen Qian running around in front of him. Soon, Bai Yangyu took out the induction cooker and a flat soup pot and put them on the dining table, poured the hot pot base and pork rib soup into them to cook.

The whole room is filled with tempting fragrance and humid heat.

Wen Qian seemed a little excited, and kept running back and forth between the living room and the kitchen. She went to get a piece of ham, and rushed to Wen Wenyao's side, and suddenly felt shy again. smiling.

Wen Wenyao looked at the ham in her hand, "For me?"

Only then did Wen Qian reach out and feed the ham to Wen Wenyao's mouth. Wen Wenyao opened his mouth to eat, and reached out to touch the top of Wen Qian's head, watching her run away with a smile.

In his memory, he has never seen Wen Wenqian look so carefree and happy as she is now.They rarely get along, and the family is forced to get together during the holidays.Wen Wenhao is a kind person, so he is the one who does the villainy. He would quarrel with his father in the middle of every meal, and they broke up unhappy.

Wen Wenqian has always been a little afraid of him. When she was a child, she was often scared and cried. Later, when she was older, she knew how to hide when she saw him, and would not take the initiative to appear in front of him.

If it wasn't for Song Wenran's sudden return, maybe after his father passed away, he and Wen Wenqian would never have the chance to sit down and have a meal together in this lifetime.

Holding the remote control and changing several channels one after another, Wen Wenyao finally stood up and stretched, walked to the kitchen door, stared at the ceiling and said, "I'm here to help."

When the preparations were finished and everyone was sitting in the dining room and starting to heat the hot pot, Song Wenran asked Wen Wenyao, "Do you think it's particularly delicious?"

"No," Wen Wenyao picked up a beef ball, "It's not as delicious as the hot pot restaurant downstairs."

Song Wenran smiled, "Then Xiaobai should be sad, it's all because of him."

Bai Yangyu didn't show any displeasure at all, he just put down the bowl and looked at Wen Wenyao, "Then I'll go downstairs and pack it for you next time."

Wen Wenyao almost wanted to poke his head with chopsticks, but he held back and said, "Eat yours."

Wen Wenyao opened two bottles of beer, one for Song Wenran, but Bai Yangyu didn't drink, so he can drive Song Wenran and the others home later.

The two chatted while eating, and Song Wenran suddenly felt a little emotional and said, "When I have saved enough money, I will rent an office building and open a Muay Thai classroom."

Wen Wenyao picked up the beer bottle and touched him lightly, "So interested?"

Song Wenran sighed, with a slightly disappointed expression, "I'm not particularly interested. There aren't many things I can do. It's rare to be good at something. Maybe I can work harder and do it better."

Wen Wenyao took a sip of beer and asked him when he put down the bottle: "How much does it cost? I'll invest in you."

Song Wenran looked up at him.

Wen Wenyao said: "It's just an investment, I want to share dividends if I make money."

Song Wenran gently stroked the beer bottle with his fingers, "What if I lose money?"

Wen Wenyao said calmly: "Then you can pay me back slowly. If it's really not possible, you will take care of me when I am old and you will pay back the money."

Bai Yangyu suddenly said at this moment: "I will take care of you, teacher."

Wen Wenyao looked at him coldly and motioned him to shut up.

Song Wenran pursed his lips tightly as if he was thinking about it. After a while, he picked up the wine bottle and touched Wen Wenyao again, saying, "I need to think about it carefully."

Wen Wenyao said: "It is necessary to think carefully about the location of the studio, whether we can hire suitable coaches, and the source of clients. Doing business is not an easy thing. Dry."

"I understand," Song Wenran nodded, "I have time to find some other muay thai gyms recently, and I will make plans after researching."

Wen Wenyao picked up a piece of potato and put it back into the bowl when it felt hot when it stuck to his mouth. He asked, "Are you busy recently?"

Song Wenran thought of Bai Chong. He didn't know what Bai Chong had to do today. He gently pinched the chopsticks with his fingers and said, "I'm very busy. Dean Bai has been working and socializing a lot lately."

"It's the end of the year," Wen Wenyao said, "but the school will be on winter vacation soon, and then the Chinese New Year will be around, so I can take a good rest after finishing my work."

Song Wenran nodded slightly.

When leaving Wen Wenyao, Song Wenran didn't let Bai Yangyu see them off.He said that both he and Wen Qian ate too much, so they went out for a walk and asked Bai Yangyu to help Wen Wenyao clean up the house.

Bai Yangyu put away the things on the table that should be put away, washed the things that should be washed, cleaned up and came out of the kitchen, Wen Wenyao had already showered and came to the living room, he said to Bai Yangyu, "Go take a shower first."

After Bai Yangyu took a shower, he buttoned his pajamas and went to the living room, and saw Wen Wenyao sitting on the sofa with his head buried and cutting his toenails.He walked over and sat down next to Wen Wenyao, but Wen Wenyao kicked him on the leg and said, "It's blocking my light."

Bai Yangyu didn't move away, he stretched out his hand to hold the back of Wen Wenyao's hand, and said, "I'll cut it for you."

Wen Wenyao rolled his eyes at him, "No, what should I do if it hurts?"

Bai Yangyu whispered, "Then I'll give you a kiss."

Wen Wenyao stopped what he was doing, leaned close to his ear and lowered his voice, "If you don't go away, believe it or not, I'll cut your little brother off?"

Bai Yangyu was stunned for a moment, then he lowered his head and blushed slightly.

Wen Wenyao felt a little terrified for no reason, he raised his buttocks and moved to the side, thinking that this kid might be a pervert...

Bai Yangyu just calmed down for a while, then leaned over again, he stretched out his hand to grab Wen Wenyao's feet, Wen Wenyao wanted to shake him off, but he refused to let go, and rolled down from the side of the sofa together with Wen Wenyao.

"Get out!" Wen Wenyao yelled at him, his tone not too intense.

Bai Yangyu lightly scratched the soles of his feet.

Wen Wenyao couldn't bear it immediately, and struggled to ask him to let go.

Bai Yangyu was not willing to let go, scratched the soles of his feet, and then scratched his armpits, Wen Wenyao was very ticklish, laughed so hard that tears came out while being angry, dodged back, reached out and picked up a magazine volume from the coffee table After finishing the roll, he knocked on Bai Yangyu's back, but Bai Yangyu snatched it away.

Bai Yangyu held up the rolled magazine, Wen Wenyao looked at him panting, and said, "Do you dare to hit it?"

So Bai Yangyu silently threw the magazine aside, buried his head against his face.

After tangling on the carpet for a long time, Wen Wenyao lay powerlessly on his back, looking at the bright overhead light.Seeing that Bai Yangyu sat up first, he stretched out his hand to pull him up, so he panted and slapped Bai Yangyu's hand away.

Bai Yangyu turned his head, stared at the drawer under the TV cabinet, and suddenly asked, "Teacher, are you planning to get married in the future?"

Wen Wenyao didn't even think about it, and immediately answered him, "Of course we will. Hurry up and find a girl to date, and stop pestering me, you little pervert!"

Bai Yangyu sat in a daze, and said, "Then who do you want to marry?"

Wen Wenyao supported the floor with one hand and stood up, "I'm fine with anyone, but I won't be with you anyway."

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Before the Chinese New Year, the high school where Bai Ziqi was studying also had winter vacation.

On the Friday afternoon when the final exam was over, Bai Chong had to leave school because he had no time for a meeting in the afternoon, so he asked Song Wenran to go to school to help him pick Bai Ziqi home.

When Bai Chong explained the matter to Song Wenran in the office, he seemed a little hesitant. He said, "I called him, you just need to drive him home, and you don't need to talk to him about other things."

Song Wenran said, "I'm afraid he won't come with me."

Bai Chong held a pen in his hand and turned it around for several times, finally put it down and said: "Forget it, you don't have to go, I will finish the meeting later, and I will pick him up myself."

Song Wenran took a half step forward, "What time will it be when you finish the meeting? I'm afraid he won't be able to wait at school?"

Bai Chong looked at him, "It's okay, I'll call the school and tell them I'll be there later."

"It's okay, I'll go," Song Wenran said.

Bai Chong looked at him for a while, then suddenly got up with his hands on the armrests of the chair, walked around to the outside of his big desk, sat on the edge of the desk in a casual posture, stepped on the ground with one leg, and rested the other leg casually on the edge of the desk, He said to Song Wenran, "Come here."

Song Wenran was stunned for a moment, and walked in front of Bai Chong with some trepidation.

Bai Chong helped him straighten his slightly wrinkled skirt with his slender fingers, looked at him and said, "I asked my friend to help me make an appointment with several education experts, and I want to take advantage of this winter vacation to improve the relationship between me and Ziqi. "

Song Wenran stood up straight, with his hands tightly pressed to the seams of his trousers, almost in a military posture. He said, "Is it necessary? Children raised in ordinary families don't invite experts, do they?"

Bai Chong said: "But I am already a failed father, what should I do?"

Song Wenran sighed softly.

Bai Chong smiled and said to him: "I'm afraid that if you pick him up, he will make things difficult for you."

Song Wenran said: "I'm just a driver, why should he make things difficult for me?"

Bai Chong said softly: "You know you are not."

Song Wenran lowered his head slightly, and clenched his hands subconsciously by his sides. He saw that Bai Chong's hand was placed on his knee, very close to his own, almost touching.

Bai Chong moved his finger lightly, but still slid past Song Wenran's finger without touching it.

Song Wenran whispered, "What else could it be?"

With a low voice, Bai Chong said softly, "Even if it is, it's my driver alone."

Because of his words, Song Wenran's ears turned red all of a sudden.

At this time, someone suddenly knocked on the office door outside and shouted, "Dean Bai?"

Song Wenran took two steps back subconsciously, and distanced himself from Bai Chong.

Bai Chong sat at the desk without moving, just looked at him and smiled, and then said, "Please come in."

Bai Chong's secretary opened the door and came in from the outside.

Song Wenran said, "I'm going to pick up Ziqi first."

Bai Chong thought about it for a moment, nodded and said, "Go ahead, call me if you need anything, don't force yourself."

Song Wenran said, "Okay." He turned and left Bai Chong's office.