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It was late after the two chatted, Liao Dalang carried the child to the bathroom, and listened to the sound of running water on the bed, holding back in a "self-challenge" style.

Until the wet and warm kid came out of the bathroom door, Brother Liao almost destroyed himself on the spot.

However, wanting to return to thinking, to endure and to endure, was finally defeated in caring for the children. Brother Liao took the children and sat on the bed, and lapped them into his arms like a cat... and began...

Very pure hair blow.

The warm air from the hair dryer keeps blowing over the scalp, making people drowsy.

Not to mention the warm air mixed with the pleasant and reassuring smell on Liao Muyang's body, it was definitely more effective than sleeping pills for Lin Sheng.

Liao Muyang looked at the little one in his arms, who had begun to droop his eyelids and drowsy. He accelerated the speed of lightly flicking the hair with his hands, and quickly dried the wet black hair.

The loud noise of the hair dryer stopped, and the room suddenly became quiet. Lin Sheng's blinking eyelids finally struggled a few times, but he was completely defeated by sleepiness, and fell asleep staring at Liao Muyang's chest.

Brother Liao looked at the child's undefended face, which was more cute than when he was awake, and the smile on his mouth was almost shoulder to shoulder with the sun.

He lowered his eyes and stared at the child in his arms for a long time before he restrained his idiot-like smile, and the brows and eyes hiding the faint smile softened a lot.

In the past, no matter how sleepy the children were, they would just keep pecking at the uncomfortable chicks. Now the children are subconsciously accustomed to retracting into their arms with physical and mental dependence. This kind of small change is simply more difficult than any verbal words. Brother Liao's heart.

Although he looked at such a lazy and rough person, the hidden thoughts were still delicate.

Liao Muyang watched Lin Sheng quietly for a while, before he remembered that he still had to make a phone call, he reluctantly let go of the child, and stuffed him into the soft bed.

The temperature in the bed was already warmed by Lin Sheng's body temperature when he was taking a bath, and now the child is just right to lie in it, and even comfortably rubbed his cheek against Brother Liao's hand before he could leave his cheek.

Liao Dalang completely exploded seeing this picture of soft fragrance like jade.

After all, he was a young guy, and Brother Liao couldn't help cursing secretly in his heart due to the sudden reaction of his body, but fortunately, the child was already fast asleep, so Brother Liao didn't have to worry about the embarrassment of being found out.

He was afraid that Lin Sheng would wake up, so he just let the cheek occupy the palm of his hand for a long time, and waited for it to open slightly to leave a gap, and then gently pulled his hand back.

Brother Liao stood by the bed and looked at it reluctantly for a while, bowed his head and kissed the child good night on the forehead, twirled the quilt for the child, turned off the light and turned on the dim night light, then turned around and controlled his strength quietly. He opened the door without a sound and walked out, then closed it again without a sound.

Liao Muyang stood at the door of the room against the cold wall for a long time, before forcibly suppressing the anger that was about to be suppressed.

He raised his hand and pinched his neck, feeling that sooner or later he would suffer internal injuries, but his children were still young...

Tsk...anxious...

However, this irritability appeared for a moment and then disappeared. Brother Liao took out his mobile phone and held it in his hand. The screen clicked on the old man's phone.

The call was picked up quickly.

"Old man, my children want to come with me."

"Look at what time it is, it's eleven o'clock! Tell me, can you hurry up, don't you know that the old man is asleep!"

My old man's voice, which was full of energy and not at all sleepy, flowed straight from the phone. Liao Muyang twitched the corners of his mouth when he heard the words that were very suitable for his old man's personality, raised his eyebrows, took a deep breath, and then continued to speak. .

"Grandpa, your grandson is coaxing your boyfriend to sleep, and finally abducted into the house, can't young people be sweeter and more crooked?"

"It's fine, just because you're no longer a poor dog."

Hearing this adjective, Brother Liao always felt that the old man had scolded himself, but before he could think about it, the old man's tone became more serious and he passed it on.

"Come over tomorrow, tomorrow's New Year's Eve, don't tell me you're only here on New Year's Day."

"Don't worry, the old man will come tomorrow."

"Oh, okay, you're a little bastard."

"Wait a minute, tomorrow's high-speed rail ticket must be gone, and your car is also parked here, how come back?"

"It's okay. On New Year's Eve, there is a software for short-distance car-hailing near the province. It's a bit expensive, but it's convenient."

"That's fine, it doesn't matter if you're expensive, anyway, you're so rich that you're almost out of luck, as long as you can come back."

Listening to the old man's words, Liao Muyang couldn't help but took another deep puff of the cigarette. Before the life span of one cigarette could last four puffs, he died.

He raised his hand and pressed the remaining cigarette butts into the ashtray, and stopped joking with his old man, and spoke in a serious tone.

"The old man has something to tell you."

"You kid is so serious about talking to me, it must be a bad thing, don't keep it up and talk about it."

After all, he was a little bastard who was brought up by his side since he was a child, so the old man naturally understands his thoughts very well.

Liao Muyang listened to the old man's rambunctious yet serious words, he curled his lips helplessly, thinking that your uncle is your uncle after all.

"It's not anything else, just to tell you that the child at home can't speak, but his hearing is fine. I have not asked carefully about the child's emotions, but it should be born."

Most people are unable to hear or speak due to hearing loss, but this is obviously not the case with their own children, so Liao Muyang carefully explained one more sentence in order not to bring in the old man's subjectivity.

The old man on the other end of the phone was silent for a while before he asked, "Have you figured it out? Really like it?"

"Well, I really like it. I like it so much that I have only been together for six hours, and I want to take him abroad to register for marriage."

The mouth of my grandson has all inherited his good genes, so it is fine to be eloquent, but this time, although it sounds a little glib, the tone is rare and serious.

The old man has always been a character that his children and grandchildren don't care about as long as they don't go astray.

After all, it was they themselves who chose the partner to be with for the rest of their lives, not him, so the most important thing was that they liked it. He just wanted to see how he was and give them an appropriate suggestion, but he never intervened.

In addition, the Liao family's ancestral vision is good, so it can't be wrong.

"Okay, as long as you like it."

"But since we've talked about it, let's talk about it. His child is only eighteen, so don't bully him at such a young age."

"Tomorrow, I'll tell your grandma Huang about this, so I can take care of the child's emotions when I come here. After all, he should be more sensitive about not being able to talk."

Well, it's another point of the Liao family's lineage, and their thoughts are very careful.

Liao Muyang heard the old man get to the point, and he completely let go of his worries.

"Okay, thank you, old man."

"Thank you fart, come back home more often for me, and use these empty-headed people, verbal words are useless."

Brother Liao heard the old man's obviously resentful tone, and the words tinged with a smile came out of his mouth.

"All right, all right, I'll be back tomorrow, and I will definitely come back more often in the future."

"Hmph, you're a little bastard."

"Okay, it's late and go to bed early, remember to come over early tomorrow morning."

"Well, okay, got it."

"Be careful on the road and pay attention to safety. The mobile phone is fully charged. When you go out, send me the license plate number or something just in case. When you are about to arrive, let me know in advance. Your grandma Huang and I will give you and your children first. Make a bowl of noodles and eat first."

"Okay, I got it, I got it."

"Well, I won't talk nonsense with you. I'm going to bed. I have to prepare for the New Year's Eve dinner with your grandma Huang tomorrow morning. Hang up first."

"Okay, goodbye, old man."

"Well, go to bed early!"

"Good good."

Brother Liao still waited for the sound of hanging up the phone on the other side to come first, and then put down the phone.

He leaned against the edge of the table, thought about what the old man said just now, and the smile that followed was not exaggerated but long.

Tradition in the north: Rolled egg dumplings into the front door.

Liao Muyang naturally understood the concern in the old man's words.

Talking about annoying the old man, he would hold a blind date meeting at every turn, but in which year he didn't say that he would not go back, and finally went back.

Family affection is something that always makes people love and annoy, but in the end, the love buried in the bones always prevails, and it will always remain in a high position and remain undefeated for a long time.

Therefore, when Liao Muyang was studying law, he often couldn't figure out why there would be someone in this world who would do such an indelible harm to his closest relatives.

It's just that what used to be numb rational thinking, now is the distress that exists around me.