The four-year-old cute baby of the actor's family

Zhou Wen'an would never have imagined that he just mentioned to Liang Sihan that he would accompany him to the awards ceremony, which might indirectly lead to Liang Sihan's first visit to Liang Zhongnian for help in so many years.

Of course, Liang Zhongnian couldn't have imagined that he was sitting in the company's senior management meeting, and his assistant Lao Zheng came in and told him that Liang Sihan was waiting for him in the office.

Facing the old faces he had seen for many years, Liang Zhongnian of course wanted to see his eldest son immediately, he almost stood up straight away and slapped the table to end the meeting.

The executives were extremely surprised. Chairman Liang ran away in the middle of the meeting?

They asked who could have such a great ability. Could it be that the boss of some company suddenly came to interview a big project?

Liang Zhongnian took Lao Zheng back to the chairman's office. He saw that the gray and black striped carpet was a bit old, and the green plants in the big pots were not fresh enough. The employees all had sullen faces, all of them were too serious.

He paused outside the office door, called Xiao Liu, the secretary of the board, and told him: "Replace the carpet with a new one, and the color should be brighter and younger. These green plants need to be watered frequently, they look too lifeless. Let everyone laugh more Lol, are you so tired after going to work? Lack of energy early in the morning."

"..."

Xiao Liu looked at Lao Zheng speechlessly, and silently responded.

Afterwards, Liang Zhongnian straightened the skirts of the black suit facing the double doors of his office, buttoned up the open suit, asked Lao Zheng to open the door, and walked in with his head held high.

Old Zheng thought in his heart: Is Director Liang seeing his son, or the leader?

As soon as the door was closed, Xiao Liu murmured and asked, "Who's in there? He's wearing a hat and mask. He's tall and imposing. Could it be a relative of Mr. Liang?"

Almost no one in the whole company knew that Liang Sihan, the actor on the screen, was the eldest son of their boss Liang Zhongnian, and they couldn't think of him together.

Old Zheng made a zipper motion to his mouth: "Don't ask if you shouldn't ask, hurry up and get in touch to change the carpet."

Xiao Liu rubbed the gray and old short-pile carpet with the heels of his leather shoes, and shook his head: "It should have been changed a long time ago, didn't you say to save the daily expenses of the chairman's office last time? It turned out that it was either to save money, or it was the wrong person. If the noble man inside came here every day, our place would be turned upside down."

After he finished speaking, he smiled and ran to work.

In the office, Liang Sihan and Liang Zhongnian sat facing each other.

He took off his hat and mask and threw them aside, put his elbows on his knees, raised his head and said to Liang Zhongnian in front of him, "I have something to ask for your help."

"Tell me." Liang Zhongnian said in his heart, it was strange that the elder son had something to help himself.

After thinking about it, he is still proud. The eldest son still has something to ask of himself. Could it be that there is a problem with funds and he needs money?

That's a small problem, and several banks will transfer billions of dollars every minute.

Liang Sihan's emotions were very complicated. He was thinking about this all the time on the way to send Ton Ton to the kindergarten today.

For so many years, the father and son had been at war with each other, and now he had a request for Liang Zhongnian, but he didn't know how to ask.

He coughed and said briefly: "I want to take Xiao Zhou to a film festival in other places. It takes two days. It's a working day. Ton Ton has to go to kindergarten. Can you help take care of Ton Ton these two days? We'll be back the next afternoon .”

Liang Zhongnian looked at his elder son's face and thought the sky was about to fall, but it turned out to be such a trivial matter. He wished to stay with his younger grandson for two more days: "That's no problem, I'll take care of it, and the aunt and nanny are all there, It won't go wrong."

He solemnly educated his son and said, "You should be alone with Xiao Zhou. You are always carrying a lot of money, and the two of you can't care about your relationship. If you can get married as soon as possible, get married as soon as possible. While Xiao Zhou is young, You can also give me another precious granddaughter, and then you will also have a couple, isn't it great?"

Liang Sihan was far away as soon as he heard it, where is this?

In all fairness, if there is no such unexpected child as Ton, he may never want to get married and have children in his life. He never thought he could be a qualified father before, and now he is slowly adjusting his mentality.

Moreover, now he is afraid that he is not good enough for Ton Ton, and if he has another one, he will lose sight of the other.

"It's not urgent."

Liang Zhongnian looked at his son thoughtfully, thinking that he had listened to his own words, so he asked instead: "Then are you busy for a while? Do you want to help me at the company?"

Liang Sihan put on his hat and began to put on a mask: "I don't have time for now."

He came to Liang Zhongnian for help today, and he didn't say anything dead.

When Liang Zhongnian heard this, he didn't force it, and got up with a smile: "Okay, then you just leave?" He stood up with his eldest son, and asked attentively all the way, "Would you like to visit downstairs? Have a meal at the company's restaurant?"

The office door was opened, Liang Sihan turned to him and said, "No, next time."

Liang Zhongnian hospitablely sent his eldest son to the elevator entrance, pointing and saying: "This company will be yours from now on, you should take the time to take a look at it earlier, if you can't get it, how can you give it to me in the future, right? Ton After all, Ton is still young, and when he comes to work in the company as an adult, I will be [-], so I can't be the chairman of the company at [-], right?"

Liang Sihan: ...

I knew he should ask Han Huizhen.

Seeing that the eldest son had a serious face, only a pair of dark eyes were exposed, Liang Zhongnian shut up wisely.

After being sent into the elevator, he waved his hand and said with a smile, "Then come again when you are free."

As if to say, if there is something that needs my help as a father, just ask.

Those who are familiar with Boss Liang in the office are all wondering, what kind of important person needs to send you to the elevator?

Under the group building, Liang Sihan got into a Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicle.

Luo Yuanen asked with a smile: "Your dad should be very excited, right?"

"I don't know, maybe." Liang Sihan kept his secret, he pondered for a while, "Contact the model and ask them to send the clothes home."

Luo Yuanen looked at him in the rearview mirror: "For Mr. Zhou?" Seeing him nodding, his smile grew stronger.

Zhou Wen'an came home from the set, and just got out of the car when he heard tons of cheerful footsteps. He raised his spirits and tried his best to make himself look more relaxed.

Today's set was very chaotic, because of a problem with the props, a scene was temporarily changed, which caused him to die a lot of brain cells, but fortunately, the newly changed scene was fine.

"Dad!" Ton Ton rushed forward, Zhou Wenan bent down to pick him up, and kissed the little cheek forcefully, "Ton Ton, Daddy misses you so much."

Tonton stared at Dad strangely: "Huh? Isn't Dad going to work? It's not a business trip."

Zhou Wen'an hugged his son and walked to the living room: "That's right, Dad doesn't know either."

Maybe going to work for one day is more tiring than going on a business trip for three days. I really want to hide at home and be an ostrich, but then I will always be an ostrich buried in the sand.

Tonton lay on his father's shoulder and whispered in his ear: "Dad, the big frog bought you a lot of clothes."

"What clothes? Huh?" Zhou Wen'an was asking, when he saw Liang Sihan walking towards him.

"Are you back?" Liang Sihan took the computer bag from his hand, "Tong Ton, I'll hug you."

He could see the exhaustion on Zhou Wen'an's face, and he could imagine how complicated the crew's affairs were.

Zhou Wen'an hugged the child tightly, as if afraid that Liang's father would snatch it away: "It's okay, I want to hug Tonton." He smiled at Tonton, "Honey, tell Dad what's delicious for dinner? "

Tonton also put his arms around his father's neck, and said obediently: "It will be fine for Daddy to hold it for a while, and Tonton will walk up the stairs by himself after a while. Today I ate beef strips, which were delicious. Made by big frogs, and baked potatoes with ...the brushed ones are delicious."

He turned to the big frog and asked, "Daddy, what's that?"

"It's cheese." Liang Sihan explained, and followed the father and son slowly to the living room.

Ton Ton remembered the taste, and swallowed silently: "Oh yes! It's cheese! There is a layer of cheese on the big, big potatoes. Dig it with a spoon and eat it. Dad, you will like it too."

Zhou Wen'an acted softly with his son: "Really, that's a pity, Dad didn't even get it."

Walking to the side of the stairs, Ton Ton wanted to come down and walk by himself, Zhou Wenan bent down to put him down, and took his limp little hand.

Unexpectedly, Liang Sihan hugged him around the waist, and there was a gentle voice next to his ear: "I will make it for Xiao Zhou's father alone in a day."

Zhou Wen'an pursed his lips and smiled quietly, as if he had been given special treatment, and his heart was warm.

In the evening, Liang Sihan was in charge of bathing Tonton and coaxing him to sleep. The little brat insisted on sleeping with his father after a fuss, so Zhou Wenan had to take a bath and tell him stories on the bed, while Liang Sihan went to the study.

Ton Ton likes his father to hug him to sleep. Halfway through the story, he began to mutter about the kindergarten: "Dad, a child was beaten by his father and his arm was bleeding."

Zhou Wenan frowned, how could this father do this?Wouldn't the rest of the family stop it?Or is everyone allowed to beat children by default?

"Dad, will you hit me like that too?" Tonton put his father's finger across his mouth and gnawed silently, like a puppy about to grind his teeth, "If Tonton is as disobedient as other children, you Will you hit me?"

"No. Tonton is daddy's little baby, why is daddy willing to beat you? How obedient is Tonton, it's too late for daddy to like it." Zhou Wenan kissed his forehead, "The big frog won't hit you, no People will hit cute tons."

Tonton pouted and said sympathetically: "But Xiaofeng is also very cute. Xiaofeng said that he just ate the food that his brother ate, so he was beaten."

Zhou Wen'an stroked his hair lightly, but was also speechless.

Tonton raised his head, frowned and asked, "Dad, will I have a younger brother too?"

"No." Zhou Wen'an hugged the child tightly, it was his heart and soul.

Tonton frowned, his heart was about to break: "Father only has one baby, Tonton, and only loves one tonton."

"But... but... if I have a little brother or a little sister, I will also like it. It must be very cute." Tonton turned around in his father's arms, and said in a delicate voice, "Dad, if I have a younger brother , I will treat my younger brother very well. I will give him the little frog to hug."

Zhou Wen'an thought, where did the younger brother come from?

This little kid's thinking is like stepping on a watermelon rind, where it slides.

He carried his son to the center of the bed, handed over the little frog doll, covered him with a small quilt, and patted his little chest lightly: "Sleep, when Tonton is asleep and dreaming, maybe Grandpa Zhou will give it to you." send a younger brother."

When Ton Ton heard this, he closed his eyes hard, and his small mouth was still babbling: "Is it possible? Is Grandpa Zhou so nice? Then I think my little brother is very smart, handsome, and cute. Is that okay?"

Be as cute as your father, as handsome as a big frog, and as smart as yourself!

Perfect!

Zhou Wen'an saw the little baby's eyes closed and he was happy and happy. He didn't know what kind of fun little secret was in his little head.

He leaned against him quietly, thinking, now the little baby sleeps much better, as if he is really growing up and sensible.

After you are sensible, you will start to get tired of your parents' long-winded words, right?

You have to grow up like the little baby, and you can't become someone who annoys the little baby.

Zhou Wen'an silently listened to the little baby's breathing, made sure that the little baby was asleep, and waited for Liang Sihan to return to the bedroom before he went to take a bath.

Standing in the foggy bathroom, Zhou Wen'an was thinking wildly about the crew, his life was like a ton, he stepped on a watermelon rind, and it didn't matter where he slipped.

Putting on a T-shirt and pajama pants, Zhou Wenan gently pushed open the bathroom door, only to see a slender figure leaning against the door.He looked at Liang Sihan unexpectedly, and asked with ignorant eyes: "What's wrong?"

Liang Sihan took his hand and walked to the cloakroom: "I have prepared a few suits, try the size."

"Want...to walk the red carpet?" Zhou Wen'an was surprised, he was just accompanying him, so why would he want to walk the red carpet with Liang Sihan?In what capacity?Is this appropriate?

There are a lot of unimaginable pictures in my mind, and my whole body becomes hot.

Liang Sihan let out a deep laugh: "I don't want to walk on the red carpet, I'm just going to be an audience at the award ceremony." He turned his head and glanced at the shy little rabbit with a pink face, "Then you have to dress handsomely, right?"

"Oh." Zhou Wen'an bowed his head silently, as if he did, otherwise he would embarrass Papa Liang, right?

But if he meets his friend at that time, how will he explain himself?Still not sitting together?

All of a sudden, a lot of questions popped up.

Zhou Wen'an was foolishly led into the cloakroom by his hand.

The cloakroom is bigger than the bedroom of him and Ton Ton's family. As long as he thinks that he and Ton Ton's clothes occupy a small part here, his heart feels like it is filled with honey.

Liang Sihan pushed away a closet that had been tidied today. Inside was a whole row of neat shirts and trousers. He took out a white slim-fit shirt and handed it to Xiao Zhou's father who was full of surprise.

"Are these all prepared for me?" Zhou Wen'an couldn't believe it. It would cost tens of thousands of dollars for a random set, right?

There are more than ten shirts in a row.

Liang Sihan slowly pushed him to the floor-to-ceiling changing mirror: "Try it and see if you like it." He put his fingers on the edge of the T-shirt around his waist, and slowly lifted it up.

Just as Zhou Wen'an was surprised, he realized that he wanted to change in front of him!Clothes!Clothes!

The light in the cloakroom was not bright enough, but Zhou Wenan's powdery skin was clearly illuminated.

He lowered his eyes and followed Liang Sihan to gently take off his large t-shirt, his eyes were slightly closed all the time, he didn't dare to look at himself in the mirror, and he didn't dare to look at him, there seemed to be a wandering look on his skin .

Zhou Wenan pulled the shirt from his hand shyly and quickly, and quickly put on the cool and slippery clothes with trembling fingertips. I don't know what kind of material it is, it fits the skin very well and is very comfortable.

He lowered his eyes and wanted to fasten it, but his fingers were a little nervous, and they couldn't fit the small buttonholes. The buttons were also of fine texture, very slippery. The more anxious he was, the more difficult it was to fasten them.

"I come."

The figure next to his ear was like brewed wine, so drunk that Zhou Wen'an almost fell into his arms with weak knees.

In the huge dressing mirror, a tall man stretched out his arms from behind Zhou Wen'an, encircling him tightly, holding his hand with his fingers, and slowly fastened small buttons one by one with his fingers.

Feeling his heart beating faster, Zhou Wen'an thought: If he stays with Father Liang for one more day, maybe he will induce another heart disease.

But he was not willing to break free, he liked the feeling of his back against his warm chest, as if he had a backer and protection.

Liang Sihan's movements were very slow and meticulous. His eyes fell on the mirror, carefully observing every bit of the reaction of the little rabbit in his arms. He was shy but well-behaved, as if he would not say no to anything he wanted.

As the shirt was buttoned up, the shirt wrapped around the narrow waist, straight and delicate collarbone, and the milk-like skin covered every inch of her body perfectly.

Liang Sihan put his hand in front of his Adam's apple, and when he was buttoning the last button, he thought that he would like to become a close-fitting shirt, covering Zhou Wenan's skin without a single gap, and kissing his skin, just like a devout shirt. believer.

Like a greedy kid, Zhou Wenan stretched out his arms silently, muttering: "Father Liang, there are still cuffs, are they cufflinks?"

He likes to be taken care of properly and gently by Papa Liang, and even likes the name Papa Liang more and more.

Maybe it's the greed for this kind of tenderness.

It's like a trap, once you step into it, you will be lost forever.

Liang Sihan said indifferently: "No rush, put on your trousers and jacket first, try both, and change again if it doesn't fit you."

He brought over a bong gray pinstripe suit.

Zhou Wen'an knew at his fingertips that the quality was excellent and the price was not cheap.

He clung to his trousers, sat on the long sofa stool in front of the changing mirror, took off his pajama shorts, and quickly put them on his trousers.

The two legs are like two long silver-white fishes, leaping over the sea surface, and after an instant stream of light overflows, they submerge into the bottom of the sea again, hiding safely.

Zhou Wenan stood up and closed the zipper, and was surprised to realize that the pants fit so well: "The waist is just right, it fits well."

When he spoke, he raised his eyes, and the surprise that was hanging on the corner of his mouth disappeared in an instant after he saw the obscurity in Liang Sihan's eyes. He didn't know what that meant, so he just lowered his head and whispered: "There should be no need to change it. .”

Liang Sihan walked behind him with a serious face, and shook off his suit: "Stand out your arms."

Zhou Wenan stood in front of him awkwardly, pressed his fingers on the cuff of his shirt, and followed his movements to put on the suit. It was a thin summer suit, and when it was wrapped up, it seemed to wrap the heat in, making it warm.

He was like a wooden doll, motionless for Liang Sihan to fiddle with, buttoning his suit and cuff buttons.

Liang Sihan's hand slowly slid across the ties of various materials, and finally pulled out a bolo bow tie with a thin gemstone strap that looked like a necklace. The gemstone exuded a faint green fluorescence on the white shirt, pressed on the neckline, and the two thin straps fell down. , instead of a tie, it looks elegant, exquisite, beautiful and expensive.

This bolo tie was bought by Li Chengjun from the auction.

Earlier, Liang Sihan felt that it was a bit frivolous to use these young people's gadgets at his age, but now wearing them on Zhou Wen'an's body just complemented each other, showing a bit of youthful romance.

Zhou Wenan quietly paid attention to his movements, especially when his focused eyes fell on him, which made his heart beat faster.

After dressing, Liang Sihan lifted his delicate chin with his bony fingers, making him face himself in the mirror.

Then, the thin lips pressed close to Zhou Wen'an's ear bone, and deliberately asked in a low and seductive voice: "Do you like this dress?"

Zhou Wen'an looked at his completely new self, and saw that the suit and trousers fit his body curve so well, as if it was a derivative of his body.

He thought of the ridiculous suit at home. It had a big waist and shoulders that didn't fit well. Although it could be worn, others would laugh at it. He actually wore it that day when he went out to eat with Liang Sihan.

Liang Sihan couldn't see him being silent, so his voice pressed into his ears step by step: "Father Xiao Zhou, tell me, do you like it?"

It seems that you are not asking him if he likes this dress, but if he likes himself as a person.

"I like it." Zhou Wen'an's eyelashes fluttered like feathered butterflies, and he carefully met the gaze of the man behind him in the mirror, "I have worn the best suit."

Although he didn't wear a few suits, he didn't need a suit for such a formal occasion.

The desire in Liang Sihan's eyes surged like lava at the bottom of a volcano.

He didn't like this set of clothes at all, and he even wanted to completely strip them off Zhou Wen'an's body at this very moment.

He was jealous of the clothes, maddened with jealousy.

Liang Sihan almost suppressed certain emotions in his ear, he tried to show his gentleness self-control: "Take off your clothes."

Zhou Wen'an thought it was getting late, and it was suitable after trying it, so let's take it off.

He originally thought that Liang Sihan would help him untie the complex bow tie, metal cuff buttons, and delicate shirt buttons, but instead he took a step back and sat on the leather sofa chair, as if he wanted to completely stand by and watch.

The sofa chair was in the dark, Zhou Wenan couldn't see his expression, he could only see his arm resting on the armrest with slightly protruding veins, and he seemed to be pressing the armrest very hard.

Zhou Wen'an quickly turned around and asked, "Father Liang, are you feeling unwell?"

"Yeah." Liang Sihan replied as if he was holding back some emotions, "Sit for a while."

"Then shall I get you some water to drink?"

"No, you take it off first." Liang Sihan said flatly, watching his every move in the corner like a villain.

Zhou Wenan quickly and carefully took off the bow tie and cuff buttons around his neck, put them in the closet, took off his suit and hung it up on a hanger, and unbuttoned his trousers while standing. The stacks were shaking in front of Liang Sihan's eyes, making his mouth dry.

Zhou Wen'an obediently straightened his trousers and hung them on the hanger. He didn't know how attractive he was when the hem of his shirt swayed slightly.

Liang Sihan's eyes drifted over his shirt, and the image of how graceful Zhou Wen'an would look in a shirt that was one size bigger appeared in his mind.

"Father Xiao Zhou, I have a headache, can you massage it for me?"

Zhou Wen'an just undid the first button of his collar, and after hearing this, he quickly stepped forward: "Father Liang, are you alright?"

He touched Liang Sihan's forehead. It wasn't hot, so he probably didn't have a cold. He pressed a few thin fingers on his temples, "Can I rub it for you like this?"

"Yeah." Liang Sihan felt the fresh breath coming from him, and instantly changed from a villain to a hooligan.

He hugged the thin waist in front of him with one hand and let him sit on his lap, his head drooped weakly on his chest, like a seriously ill patient, "You help me rub it well."

Zhou Wen'an was originally afraid of overwhelming him, but seeing that he seemed to need him very much and felt uncomfortable, he didn't push him away, but slowly massaged the position of his temples, hoping to relieve some of his pain.

"Xiao Zhou's father."

"Ok?"

"Are you happy living here?"

"Ah."

In the silence, Zhou Wen'an thought he was continuing to talk to him, but saw him start to unbutton his shirt.

He whispered: "No, I'll do it myself, you have a good rest."

Liang Sihan smiled secretly, could it be that his acting skills have already become so proficient?Did he really not see it?

But this little rabbit does have a silly, soft and deceitful appearance from time to time.

He unbuttoned every button, stripped off the shirt he helped him put on as he wished, then threw it on the sofa stool, and hugged the boy in his arms again.

Only then did Zhou Wen'an realize that he was actually sitting on Liang Sihan's lap wearing only a pair of tight-fitting pants?

He didn't know how to rub the fingers still resting on his temples. When he tried to put his hands down, he heard him say lightly: "Keep pressing, it's still a little uncomfortable."

"Oh." Zhou Wen'an lowered his eyes, his chest was filled with the heat of his breath, his back was slightly stiffened nervously, he didn't know whether to stand up or continue to sit. "Father Liang, do you often have headaches? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

He also suddenly felt uncomfortable last time, and he was a little worried.

"Well, I'll be free later, will you accompany me?" Liang Sihan responded indifferently, but his fingers slowly slid down from his shoulders, along his waistline to his knees, without hindrance.

Half of Zhou Wen'an's body went numb with his movements, and the strength of rubbing his temples also weakened, and he said like a mosquito, "Yes."

He lowered his eyes, but saw Father Liang leaning against his chest with his eyes closed. He actually liked that Father Liang was leaning against him like this, as if he could also bring him a short rest.

Liang Sihan squinted his eyes, and his fingertips circled slowly around the ankle, twisting and turning, as if he was using his fingers to taste the narrow and delicate bone structure.

A beauty is in the bones but not in the skin, but Zhou Wen'an is perfect from the surface to the bones.

Zhou Wen'an moved his drooping feet a little itchy, but he grabbed the ankles of both feet and raised them up on the armrests of the sofa chair. His body was a little unbalanced and about to fall backwards, and he instinctively grabbed On his neck, the voice said timidly: "Papa Liang?"

In the instant flash, Liang Sihan restrained the strong emotions surging, hugged him tightly and got up: "Let's go, go to sleep."

Wait a day, no rush.

Zhou Wen'an didn't realize another thing until he went to bed: his pajamas and T-shirt were still in the cloakroom, did he sleep in only pants today?But the man behind him has already leaned over as usual.

Liang Sihan touched his precious son's face across from Zhou Wen'an, and said in a low voice, "Ton Ton slept soundly."

"Yeah." Zhou Wen'an closed his eyes, he thought that if he got out of bed again, he would have to bypass Father Liang, it would be too troublesome, so he should go to sleep quickly.

About ten minutes later, when Zhou Wen'an was about to fall asleep, he suddenly felt a soft lock on the back of his neck, as if it was Father Liang's lips?

In his nervousness, he unconsciously grabbed Ton Ton's little hand.

Ton Ton seemed to have noticed some movement in his sleep, frowned and snorted softly, turned over and hit Zhou Wen'an's face with his butt.

Zhou Wen'an was afraid of waking up the baby, and also afraid that Liang Sihan would find out that he was not asleep, so he didn't dare to move, and clung to his son's little butt pitifully.

With his eyes closed, he felt the thick kiss from the back of his neck, as if he had turned into a lump of soft meat, as if he was being rubbed and flattened by Father Liang.

Then, amidst Zhou Wen'an's unbearable throbbing, he heard him say tenderly, "Baby, what a dream."

Accompanied by a light kiss on the side of his face.

Zhou Wen'an's heart was overwhelmed, was he talking to himself?

Liang's father is calling him baby?

But isn't their baby a ton?Why did he call himself baby?

Maybe he was dreaming, Zhou Wenan thought in a daze.

Before going to the opening ceremony of the film festival, Liang Sihan specially invited Liang Zhongnian to his home for dinner.

After dinner, Zhou Wen'an made it clear to Liang Zhongnian about Ton Ton's approximate work and rest time and the situation of the kindergarten.

Originally, he was worried that his uncle would have a bad temper and he didn't want to listen to his ramblings, but he didn't expect him to be very serious. He even asked his assistant Lao Zheng to listen to him, obviously he also attached great importance to this matter.

Liang Zhongnian took the initiative to say: "Don't worry, I won't let Tonton eat too much like last time. There is still an aunt at home, watch together, we will all pay attention."

Hearing that he was so polite, Zhou Wen'an was a little embarrassed: "Okay, then I will trouble uncle."

"This is what I should do." When will Liang Zhongnian have this kind of opportunity to help the elder son's small family?

He expressed his satisfaction with his elder son entrusting his younger grandson to him, and even sent a message to Han Huizhen yesterday, saying that he wanted to take good care of his younger grandson.

Tonton booed beside him: "Grandpa, then you have to take good care of Tonton!"

"Grandpa knows." Liang Zhongnian hugged his little grandson on his lap, a small ball of flesh, the more he kneaded, the cuter he became, and he nodded his little nose, "Next time grandpa will take you out to play, just follow him wherever you want Grandpa said."

Tonton wriggled excitedly: "Grandpa! I want to fly into space! I want to be an astronaut!"

Liang Zhongnian happily teased his grandson: "Really? Then grandpa worked hard to make money to help Tonton buy spaceships."

"Oh! Grandpa is so kind!" Tonton leaned into his grandpa's arms and rubbed his small forehead, fawning on grandpa like a pet, coaxing him to keep laughing.

Zhou Wen'an thought, but Ton Ton and Uncle Liang got along very well.

The main reason is that my uncle seems to be changing very quickly. He remembered what his aunt said: see the reality clearly, put yourself in the right position, and correct the evil by the way.Thinking about it now, although it is funny, it also makes sense.

He glanced at Father Liang who hadn't spoken much, and thought with some regret: If uncle had changed earlier, maybe many things would have been different.

The next day, Zhou Wen'an followed Liang Sihan to the high-speed rail station.

Ever since he got off the commercial vehicle, Liang Sihan had been holding his shoulders all the time, and both of them were wearing tight masks and hats.

Zhou Wenan was wearing a white T-shirt and light blue jeans, very relaxed and casual. He silently observed Father Liang all the way.

Liang's father also wears a black round-neck T-shirt with dark blue distressed jeans. The point is, they both wear the same classic black Converse high-top canvas shoes.

Zhou Wen'an didn't remember that Liang Sihan had the same style, and it was the first time he had seen him wearing such young shoes since he had known him for so long.

He cautiously used his front foot to follow his back foot, and a silly smile slowly emerged from the corner of his mouth under the mask.

We sat in business class and there were only four people.

Zhou Wen'an and Liang Sihan were side by side, and Luo Yuanen and a boy who looked like a college student were in the back.

Seeing that there was no one in the carriage, Zhou Wenan took off his hat and mask. He is not a star, and he didn't need to cover it up so tightly.

After the Harmony started driving, Liang Sihan leaned back in his chair to rest, while Zhou Wenan went to the bathroom.

After rushing past the hand and coming out, Zhou Wen'an was about to return to his seat, but suddenly he was grabbed by the wrist by a strange hand, and the whole person was forcibly pushed against the wall of the carriage by the other party.

"What's your name? Is that your boyfriend?"

It turned out to be a boy in the back row, with a narrow and ambiguous smile in his eyes, and deliberately lowered his voice, as if he was flirting with someone.

This person has been staring at this innocent and harmless little animal since he got in the car. His eyebrows and eyes are so outstanding that people want to take a peek.

Sure enough, it is extremely tempting to take off the hat and mask.

Zhou Wen'an stared in amazement, trying to break free from his hand like a frightened rabbit: "Let me go!" The skin on his wrist was hot and uncomfortable, and during the struggle, he accidentally hit his elbow on the wall, making a thud.

He was about to avoid this man to the side, when he heard Liang Sihan's voice not far away: "What are you doing?" He grabbed the boy's arm from behind and threw him back.

"Fuck, so much strength?" The boy covered his right shoulder and moved his arm, sneered and glanced sideways at the boy who was hugged by a man in panic. He was pitiful, innocent, timid and shy, and it was indeed his fault. Hand said, "I didn't do anything, your little boyfriend just seduced me." He raised his eyebrows provocatively at the man, "It's good for everyone when you go out and take care of yourself. Bar?"

Zhou Wen'an's face turned red, how can there be such nonsense people?Obviously he came up to him by himself, how could he seduce him?

He suddenly became enraged.

Before Zhou Wen'an could react, Liang Sihan let go of him, walked up to the boy and punched him.

"Don't..." Zhou Wen'an was afraid of a fight, and it would be hard to clean up later. If he had to take off his mask, Liang Sihan was still a famous star, so it would only make it more complicated.

To his surprise, Liang Sihan's fist was a feint.

That person, like Zhou Wenan, thought that the other party was about to hit his face with a fist, so he backed up in an emergency defense. As a result, there was a trolley case behind him. He tripped and fell directly to the ground. Hit the ground. "Depend on!"

Liang Sihan condescendingly looked down at the young man who had fallen to the ground with his teeth bared. He lifted his trousers and squatted down. His shadow pressed against his legs, feeling extremely oppressive.

"A person who dares to touch other people before their hair grows?"

"What are you going to do?" The boy was taken aback by his slowly approaching gesture. He always felt that the face under the mask must be very scary now. His eyes alone were pierced like cold knives, and he flinched back. Hiding for a while, "Don't come near me!"

Only then did he realize that he was afraid, and immediately apologized for his presumptuousness just now, and said "Hello" to Zhou Wen'an, "I'm sorry! I mistook you for an alumnus of my university, and I was just joking with you just now! Sorry!"

Zhou Wen'an frowned, and said to himself: Isn't this person too casual?

Liang Sihan laughed and shook his head disdainfully.Like picking up a weak chicken, he dragged the skinny young man up and threw him directly into his own seat without even giving him a serious look.

The boy felt inexplicably relieved after being thrown into the seat. After all, the other party didn't really punch him.

This man's figure is too tall, so it's okay for him not to use martial arts. Once he punches out, he looks extremely strong. The muscle lines on his forearm are simply not what ordinary people have. He took a breath, picked up the mineral water in the window, unscrewed it, and drank a few mouthfuls desperately. Suppressed.

Seeing this, Zhou Wen'an quickly stepped forward to hold Liang Sihan's clenched hand. Only then did he notice that Luo Yuanen seemed to stay out of the matter, and he didn't give him a wink at all. He obviously expected that Liang Sihan could handle it.

He was hugged by Liang Sihan and sat in the window seat, and he explained to him in a low voice: "Father Liang, I just now..."

"It's not your problem."

Liang Sihan stroked his hair and put the hat on for him.He regretted taking people out casually, and he couldn't even imagine how many such things Zhou Wen'an had encountered outside before, and how many short-sighted men would speak rudely to him.

Zhou Wen'an was afraid that he would be unhappy, so he leaned into his arms like a ton: "Are you not angry?"

"Angry." Liang Sihan simply sat down in his seat, anyway the seat was spacious enough, he hugged him on his lap, and they hugged each other.

Hearing what he said, Zhou Wenan raised his head and looked at him eagerly.