Turn the sun into old age

Uncle Liu looked older than before. Because he didn't have time to take care of his hair dyed with black oil, a thin layer of white hair had grown underneath, which made him look old and weak. It's the same old butler from the past.

Hua Gua looked at him in a daze as he put the food on the tray on the coffee table, and asked tentatively in a trembling tone, "Is he back?"

When he heard his words, Uncle Liu's movements were obviously paused, and then he raised his head to look at Huajiao, and his tone was still the same as before: "Mr. Hua is downstairs."

"..."

Hua Jia felt a chill run down his spine, he didn't ask why Hua Yi didn't come up to see him, but kept silent.

Uncle Liu put the bowls and chopsticks on the table, then held the tray in his hand, and asked respectfully, "Master, do you need to serve your meal?"

"No, you can go out." Hua Jia refused decisively, then got off the bed and sat on the carpet in front of the tea table.

Filling his stomach is the most important thing now. Since Hua Yi didn't come up to see him directly, he probably won't do anything next.

After the door of the room was closed, Huajiao ate the food on the plate with big mouthfuls, but he really stopped chewing as soon as he took it in.

The taste of this pasta was so familiar that it instantly brought him back to the time when he and Hua Yi were at home many years ago.

In fact, Hua Yi didn't know how to cook at first, but one day he was so hungry that he went to the kitchen and drank a glass of iced milk on an empty stomach, which resulted in a stomachache in the middle of the night.

At that time, the servants had already rested, and Hua Gua didn't want to disturb them, so she curled up on the sofa and endured the pain alone.

Fortunately, Hua Yi, who came out to drink water in the middle of the night, saw him, so he had no choice but to take the only bag of pasta from the kitchen, cooked it casually according to the instructions, then mixed some sauces and served it on the table.

I don’t know if it’s because he’s too hungry, but the strange noodle dish whetted Hua’s appetite, and it has remained No.1 in the food rankings in his heart for many years.

But the dish in front of him at this time is many times more luxurious than the one in the past, and the taste has also changed, but it still made him feel that it was Hua Yi's craftsmanship at the first bite.

The sockets of his eyes became sore unconsciously, but he still didn't hesitate, and directly swept the whole plate into his stomach.

After eating, he stood up and wandered around the room. He wanted to see how high the window sill was, but when he looked up, he found a tiny camera in the corner of the room, facing him.

"..."

Downstairs in the living room, a man in a black shirt and well-pressed trousers without any wrinkles was sitting on the sofa watching the real-time video on the TV in front of him.

When he saw the expression of the person inside changing from bewildered to extremely angry and even with tears in his eyes, his slender fingers resting next to him shrank suddenly, and a hint of distress flashed in his slender eyes.

As expected, Hua Jia stared at the camera for a long time, then moved a chair from the side and threw it directly at the camera.

A black and white phantom flashed, and the picture fell into darkness.

Seeing this scene, Uncle Liu next to him frowned slightly, then looked at the man's unchanged profile, and tentatively said, "Sir, do you need me to go up and change one?"

"No need." Hua Yi lowered her eyes, then stood up and rolled up her cuffs: "I'll go up."

After the voice fell, he was about to move, but he heard a mobile phone on the solid wood coffee table in front of him suddenly ringing.

The singing sounded familiar, and he didn't recall much before remembering that it was the theme song of that variety show that Huaying participated in.

"It's the young master's cell phone ringing." Uncle Liu glanced at it, but didn't dare to go forward.

Hua Yi bent down to look at it with great interest, but his expression turned cold the moment he saw the note.

【Qingqing】The two large characters kept flashing on the screen, appearing intimate and familiar.

He suddenly remembered the young man he had met before. At the beginning, he managed to separate the two of them, but now it was only a few months...they were actually together again.

Press the green button with your finger and slide it up gently. The moment the connection is connected, the man's low and urgent voice came over.

"Guanjia, don't be angry, you know that's not what I said, let's talk about something when we come back, where are you now?"

As soon as these words came out, Hua Yi was sure that this was the person from back then.

There was no response from this side, and the other side continued to say: "Maybe the way I speak is a little too aggressive, don't lose your temper, I'll come to pick you up now, are you at Tang Tang's?"

Hua Yi was upset when he heard it, and the hand that was about to hang up the phone stopped when he heard the words behind him.

Immediately afterwards, some malice suddenly rose in his heart, so he leaned over and said a few words slowly in a deep voice: "He's here with me."

The people over there were obviously stunned, and Hua Yi was not in the mood to talk to him anymore. After hanging up the phone, she turned the phone on silent, turned around and walked upstairs.

There was the sound of leather shoes hitting the ground at the door of the room, Hua Jia was sitting on the edge of the bed in a daze, when he heard it, his heart suddenly hung high, and he already guessed who it was.

But after a while, the door was unlocked from the outside, and the person who came finally appeared in front of his eyes.

Hua Gua sat without moving, but her pupils shrank slightly when she saw him.

I haven't seen her for a long time, but Hua Yi hasn't changed much, her face is still exquisite and handsome, and her temperament is still so oppressive and dangerous.

The light in the room was very bright, Hua Jia stared at the second button of his shirt that was unbuttoned, but didn't dare to move it any further.

The strange thing is that Hua Yi stood one meter away from the bed and didn't get any closer, but instead stretched out a hand with distinct bones.

"come over."

As if guided by magic power, Huajiao slightly raised her eyes to look at him, reflexively wanted to reach out her hand, but suddenly remembered something and stopped in mid-air.

He thought for a moment, then withdrew his hand, and asked in a low voice, "When did you come back?"

"Not long ago." Hua Yi was not angry, but with a little warmth in his eyes: "I think, you are clamoring to come back, maybe because you don't like the foreign environment, so..."

"I just don't like you."

Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Hua Jia interrupted him directly, and then looked away.

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the room became heavy.

He could feel that the alpha in front of him became unhappy, and by the way, even the pheromone overflowed a little unconsciously.

The faint smell of tobacco gradually rose, and the flower-like genus soon had a shortness of breath response.

But even so, he still stubbornly stared at Hua Yi with a pair of watery eyes.