undercover dad

Because of drinking, He Xiaonian didn't dare to drive, so he took a taxi and kept urging the driver to drive faster.

The driver was urged by him and almost played a drift on the third ring road.

Sun Haiyang said on the phone that Xiaobao had a fever and kept talking nonsense in a daze. He was almost numb at home and didn't know how to deal with this situation.

How to deal with it?Go to the hospital and find a doctor to deal with it!

Ask me what to do, I have just taken over this brat for two months, do I know how to deal with it!

However, He Xiaonian didn't start cursing directly on the phone, he also understood that it was a bit too much for Sun Haiyang to take a child to the hospital at night, so he had to tell Sun Haiyang not to worry, and wait until I got home.

After entering the house, He Xiaonian rushed into Xiaobao's bedroom without even having time to put on his slippers.

There is only one bedside lamp turned on in the bedroom. This small lamp is clamped on the bookcase, and the head of the lamp can be bent at will. Small piece of halo.

He Xiaonian froze for a moment, then looked down at the bed.

Xiaobao had already fallen asleep on the bed. He was lying in the darkness where the lights couldn't reach him. He might still have a fever. His little face looked flushed, his breathing was a little heavy, and he was snoring slightly.

Sun Haiyang was sitting by the bed, looking up at him blankly.

The expression is a bit awkward. It looks like a centenarian who has experienced the May [-]th Movement, the July [-]th Incident, the War of Resistance Against Japan, the War of Liberation, the Revolution, the Cultural Revolution, and the reform and opening up. lifetime.

"Cough, Xiaobao... how is he?" He Xiaonian cleared his throat and asked.

"He," Sun Haiyang pulled out from the hundred years of solitude, looked down at the sleeping Xiaobao, was silent for a while, and said, "He started to have a fever around nine o'clock. When I measured 38 degrees 8, I desperately gave him water. !"

"Yes, it's right to drink water!" He Xiaonian nodded with certainty. Anyway, whenever he and his brother got sick when they were young, his mother would let him drink water. "And then, just... fell asleep?"

"Then he spit all the water on me!"

"Ah, this, it's okay, this, I heard that children with a fever... will vomit!" He Xiaonian touched his nose and said against his conscience.

It was also the first time he encountered Xiaobao having a fever. He always thought that Xiaobao, as the king of monsters, was as strong as a cow and would not get sick at all. Who knew that he would not only have a fever, but also vomit.

"Then he fell asleep after vomiting, did he still have a fever?" He walked over and patted Xiaobao's head.Xiaobao's head was still a little hot, but fortunately, it was not as hot as expected.

"No, after he vomited, I wanted to give him medicine, so I made some porridge for him, fed him a bowl of porridge, and then...he vomited the porridge on me too!" Sun Haiyang continued in a low voice. Narrating.

"Ah, then..." He Xiaonian looked at the wall and then at the closet. He was afraid to look at Sun Haiyang, he was afraid he would laugh, "Has he taken his medicine?"

"Eat, I gave him a lot of water, and then...he spit the medicine on me!"

"Ah!" He Xiaonian quickly lowered his head and closed his mouth, suppressing his own laughter.

After a long time, he calmed down, and asked with a smile, "Then he doesn't vomit now?"

"Well, he vomited and was sweating all over. I wiped his body with a hot towel, and then he fell asleep, and he didn't seem to have such a fever anymore!"

"Oh!" He Xiaonian snorted, if Xiaobao stopped burning and fell asleep, then he wouldn't know what else to do now.

He glanced at Sun Haiyang who was still sitting on the side of the bed stupidly, and didn't know how to comfort him who was sad, so he stood for a while and said, "Then you should go to rest earlier, go take a bath, change your clothes, you Also... hard work!"

After speaking, he raised his foot and prepared to leave the room.

Sun Haiyang suddenly stretched out a leg to block it, then he stood up from the bed and stood in front of He Xiaonian, "Brother, don't go, you have to tell me what happened to Xiaobao at night when he was sick, Otherwise, I really don't know how to serve him!"

The aisle of the house is not spacious, Sun Haiyang blocked the way at this stop, and as soon as he got close to him, the sour smell of being vomited on his body was clearly emitted, He Xiaonian was so smoked that his head became dizzy for a while, The previous discomfort in the stomach began to overwhelm again.

He took a step back, leaned his back against the wardrobe, leaned his head back, and took a breath.

It seems that I should touch this "bloodymary" as little as possible in the future. After drinking it, I can't smell anything, neither is it fragrant or stinky.

He frowned and endured it for a long time, swallowing the feeling of wanting to vomit from his throat, and pulled Sun Haiyang with his hand, and said weakly: "Let go, Xiaobao...you can deal with it yourself! "

It is impossible for Sun Haiyang to let him go. He has been tortured by He Xiaobao, the big boss, and He Xiaonian, the second boss. He has been pushed to the brink of collapse. Hey, he wanted to drag He Xiaonian to go to hell with him because of the fire of the three flavors, but he refused to let him go.

He grabbed He Xiaonian's hand that was pulling him, pressed it against the wardrobe, and leaned forward again.

He Xiaonian was pushed back onto the closet by his action, and his head hit the closet with a "bang".

The body swayed, coupled with the sour smell from Sun Haiyang's body who was getting closer... He Xiaonian quickly closed his eyes and raised his neck vigorously, pushing his head against the wardrobe.

It's so hot, I didn't spit it out all at once!

Taking two deep breaths, he closed his eyes and calmed down. He didn't know if it was because of the drunkenness, or because he was startled by Sun Haiyang's action of holding him down. His heart began to jump out. fire.

"Get out! Get out of the way!" He roared angrily, but the alcohol made his voice a little hoarse, which made this roar very lacklustre.

"I won't get out of the way. You can't leave tonight. I have never taken care of a sick child. You have to take me here to do it again!" .

He Xiaonian sneered in his heart, why, who has the final say in this family, if you say you won't let me go, I won't go, I'll go, I'll show you...

He tried hard, trying to break free from Sun Haiyang's hand holding him, but he couldn't get away without breaking free.

At this moment, the fire in his heart seemed to be thrown into a gasoline bottle, and it burst into flames.

He put his other hand on Sun Haiyang's shoulder and pushed it out hard, and he also raised his right foot to kick Sun Haiyang.

What kind of person is Sun Haiyang? Although being a babysitter is a little bit strenuous, but in terms of his ability to move his hands and feet, He Xiaonian's movements are like a slow-motion replay in his eyes, which is not enough to watch.

He immediately raised his left leg to press down on He Xiaonian's leg, so that he could not lift up. He grabbed He Xiaonian's hand on his shoulder with his other hand, and pressed it against the closet with force, and he leaned forward. , it almost fell on He Xiaonian.

He Xiaonian's two hands were held up and fixed to the wardrobe, and a 1.8-meter five-smelly man was pasted on his body.

This pose is a bit...

The visual perception of the shooting scene of a certain type of film in an island country.

He Xiaonian felt that tonight was really wrong. First, Xiao Ding regarded himself as a homosexual, and then he was nailed to the closet by Sun Haiyang like a Jesus. kind of loss.

At this moment, he was so irritable that he wanted to overturn the whole building, and his stomach was particularly uncomfortable. All kinds of unknown residues rushed into his throat, and he could smell the smell in his throat. It was no less than the sour smell on Sun Haiyang's body.

No, I have to vomit!

No, I can't just be run over here by this kid, I have to go!

So, he struggled a few more times, trying to get rid of Sun Haiyang.

Sun Haiyang also wanted to find an excuse to get mad tonight. When he pushed He Xiaonian on the closet, he hesitated for a moment. He didn't think about whether he really wanted to quarrel with his employer.

In the end, before he could figure it out, He Xiaonian, who was under his hand, suddenly started to twist his body as if he had lost his nerve.

He had been drinking before, his face was a little red, and he was struggling like this, as if he had been tricked by someone, his face was so red that it was almost purple.

The lights in the room are dim, Xiaobao is sleeping soundly like a baby, and the two big men on the bedside wardrobe stick together to earn money...

This scene suddenly made Sun Haiyang feel very familiar and friendly. Countless G classic images stored in his mind flew past his eyes... It's a pity that He Xiaonian is not a woman.

The aggrievedness of the night was finally dispelled by the combination of the images that emerged in his mind and the real scene in front of him. He suddenly felt better, "Hey hey hey!" Imitating the classic tone of the villains on TV, he said in a jerk, "Girl~, give me a laugh!"

He was too involved in acting, and he even freed up his mother's hand to hook He Xiaonian's chin like a villain.

He Xiaonian stopped earning. He stopped all his movements and stared at Sun Haiyang as if he had been ordered by Sun Wukong.

He was completely shocked by Sun Haiyang's shamelessness!

I just drank a glass of cocktail, I haven't been drugged yet, I just feel uncomfortable in my stomach, and my mind is still very clear!

Then in a waking state, I was taken advantage of one after another, so I made it up...

He felt that he had to do something to resist the inexplicableness of the night, but with his current physical strength and discomfort, all he could do was...

He put his hand on Sun Haiyang's shoulder and pushed it back. He lowered his head, opened his mouth, and said "wow", vomited all the nausea of ​​the night on Sun Haiyang's shoulder.

The first one was a bit short and not very satisfying, so he opened his mouth again, and "wow" came another big one.

There was an indescribable smell in the air, and there was a brief silence.

Then, Sun Haiyang's hoarse growl echoed over the room: "Fuck, I changed my clothes three times tonight...!"