married with son

Dogs will kiss too..."

Xiang Chen clenched his fists and said, "Of course humans can't compare with cats and dogs!"

"Then what if Uncle An really doesn't come to pick us up?"

Xiang Chen rolled his eyes and smiled: "Not coming? Don't worry! I have a solution."

9. The first appearance of wild cats...

At twelve o'clock at noon, the father and son lying on the bed were finally woken up by persistent knocking on the door. Xiang Chen rubbed his eyes and went out to open the door. A professional smile hung on his face: "First..." Before he could say the following words, a suspicious red light appeared on his face, Xiang Chen opened his eyes and saw the shy little girl in front of him, Shaking his head helplessly, he sighed in his heart: This is his own charm.

She raised her hand and swept the hair in front of her eyes, and blinked at the waiter: "Hi."

The little waiter blushed even more, and hurriedly looked away from Xiang Chen's eyes and lowered his head, but just halfway down, he raised his head abruptly: "First... sir, I want to say, check-out time It's almost here, otherwise there will be an additional room charge!"

Xiang Chen narrowed his eyes and smiled: "I know."

The little waiter ran downstairs with a flushed face, closed the door to Xiang Chen and entered the room, shook his head at Xiang Beibei who was sitting on the bed, his eyes slightly evoked a wicked smile: "See you, be a man , should be like your father and me! Handsome and charming."

Xiang Beibei covered his small mouth with his hands and giggled happily, then took out a pair of grass green boxers behind him and shook it: "I don't want to show my buttocks to others..."

Xiang Chen's smile froze on his face, he lowered his head abruptly, and then a roar shook the entire hotel: "Xiangbeibei!!! Why didn't you remind me!!!"

I couldn't wait to put on my clothes and leave the room. The father and son sat on the curb and began to think about countermeasures. Xiang Beibei held his stomach and said, "Dad, I'm hungry..."

Xiang Chen pointed to the Big Mac burger on the advertising board opposite: "Want plums to quench thirst."

Xiang Beibei hugged Xiang Chen's thigh and bit, "Buy it for me!! I've seen it all! Auntie gave you ten dollars when I came out."

Xiang Chen sighed, grabbed Xiang Beibei's little hand and rushed towards the McDonald's......the pancake stand next to her rushed over, and the pancake aunt spread eggs with a smile: "There are fewer people coming to eat pancakes now, business is not good Good job."

Xiang Chen squeezed the ten yuan in his hand, smiled and said: "If you eat too much delicacies from mountains and seas, swallow's wings and abalone belly, you should also remember the bitterness and think about the sweetness."

He nodded to Beibei, and then said to the aunt selling pancakes: "Dad is right, and Teacher Fang also said that eating too many fans is harmful to your health..."

The corner of Pancake Auntie's mouth twitched: "Hehehe, let's eat pancakes to make up for it...how about I add an egg for you?"

Xiang Chen squeezed Xiang Beibei's hand tightly: "Will you add more money?"

One of them returned to the side of the road holding a pancake with eggs in it, looking pitifully at the passing vehicles and singing to Beibei: "Holding a steamed bun in your hand... there is not a drop of oil in the dish. …”

Xiang Chen slapped the child on the head: "Do you know what a bun is! What you sing is not realistic at all!"

Xiang Beibei curled his lips: "I don't want to be a homeless man. Uncle An hasn't been looking for us since yesterday. You are a deceitful person. Uncle An doesn't like you."

Xiang Chen bit the pancake and said, "What do you know about a kid? He's reserved. Just watch, he will definitely show up at the gate of the building opposite in less than 10 minutes!"

"What's so strange about Uncle An appearing at the gate of your company, stupid dad, you sat here on purpose and waited for Uncle An to take the bait, if I were Uncle An, I wouldn't talk to you." The child snorted disdainfully nose.

Xiang Chen stuffed the last bite of pancake into his mouth, looked at the remaining half of Xiang Beibei's hand and asked, "Do you still want to eat?"

"eat!"

When An Che came out of the company, he saw the father and son sitting on the opposite side of the road. He turned around and explained a few words to the secretary who was following him, and then entered a coffee shop next to him. The large floor-to-ceiling windows just happened to be able to see clearly The two of them were still dressed in parent-child attire yesterday, watching Xiang Chen scrambling for Xiang Bei's pancakes, An Che smiled with the corners of his lips curled up: "Interesting father and son..."

"Hi, Anche."

Hearing the cry, An Che raised his head, and in front of him was a tall and handsome man, with a pair of peach blossom eyes shining ambiguously, and his cherry red lips slightly turned up: "Long time no see, do you miss me?"

An Che turned his head and continued to look outside, a faint sentence floated out of his mouth: "No."

The man frowned slightly, and pursed his thin lips in dissatisfaction: "Don't be so cold-blooded, I think about you day and night."

"what you want to say?"

The man sat beside An Che with a smile all over his face: "Honey, I want to get back together, I still love you..."

An Che didn't speak, put the coffee cup in his hand on the table, got up and walked out, the man stood up quickly, hugged An Che's arm tightly, rubbing his face against the neat suit: "Honey, Take me back, I know you still love me."

"Hu Yang, you should be more realistic."

Hu Yang followed An Che with a pair of eyes smiling: "My dear, don't be stubborn, you still haven't let go of my hand, what does that mean?"

After leaving the cafe, An Che glanced at Populus euphratica with the corners of his lips curled up: "I want to know how a flower peacock will react when it sees its clothes being worn away by others."

Hu Yang shook his head in confusion: "I don't understand..."

"You don't need to understand."

Xiang Beibei looked at the last pancake in his hand with tears in his eyes: "You lied again, I will never be fooled again...you said to bite me into a rabbit-shaped pancake... What about the rabbit! Why is there only this one left! You lied! You lied!!"

Xiang Chen spread his hands and said, "Hey, Dad will practice hard in the future, but now his skills are not up to scratch, you should forgive me."

Xiang Beibei turned around with tears in his eyes and ignored him, Xiang Chen chuckled twice: "My dear son, when we have money, Dad will buy you a carload of pancakes, no! Let's buy the pancakes back. Do it for you every day!"

Wiping away his tears, Xiang Beibei cried and said, "I'm looking for Uncle An when you're here... An... Dad, look quickly! Uncle An is out!!"

Xiang Chen suddenly looked up, and there was a pair of male and male cuddling on the opposite side of the road!Next to An Che was a cat-like man, about the same height as himself, wearing a pink floral shirt...

Xiang Chen lowered his head and looked at his clothes... His shirt was bumped...Of course that's not the point!The point is that he is with An Che!That profiteer is still smiling at him?Wait, wait, wait, Xiang Chen sorted out his thoughts...

A man... a man next to An Che... a man next to a gay man!It's over, the money is going to fly... What about Beibei?What about Ann?It's the day when you stand up and decide for yourself!

Xiang Chen squinted his eyes and stood up from the ground, turned the top hat in his hand, and put it on his head...although...it was still off...

But that's not the point either!The point is that cat next to An Che!

The situation is serious and must be stopped.

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10. Flower Peacock PK Persian Wildcat...

Xiang Chen stretched out his finger and swept the hair in front of him, raised a pair of slender eyes upwards, put one hand in his trouser pocket, and blew a kiss to An Che across the road, then walked slowly over, Hu Yang looked at the slowly Xiang Chen, who was walking slowly, made comparisons in his heart, and finally came to a conclusion: the vase is rotten.

Xiang Chen came over and said "Hi" to An Che with a smile, then began to look Hu Yang up and down: "Old love?"

Hu Yang was dissatisfied, he let go of An Che's hand, raised his eyebrows and stared at Chen: "Then you are a new love?"

Xiang Chen held his chin with one hand and thought for a while: "It can be said that I am the present tense and you are the past tense. You should step aside, and I should stand there."

Hu Yang rolled his eyes: "Why do you talk to me like that, what is between me and An Che, can you intervene in the present tense?"

"Intervene?" Xiang Chen brushed his fingers across the brim of his top hat, and then nodded his head: "You should understand the word intervention, it should appear in the present, and it is impossible for me to travel to the past to intervene through time and space." You, if it is you intervening between me and An Che, not me, as a third party, you should be clear about your interests, how many families have been destroyed by your appearance, but... I'm not a boudoir, Mr. wild cat, please put away your paws and take your memories with you, let's cherish the past."

Hu Yang stared round with peach blossom eyes, and pointed at Chen with trembling fingers: "You are the third party! Who are you calling a wild cat!! You are a vase man with nothing to show for it! Gold and jade are in it! You have no thought, no demeanor, no Theoretical concepts! How are you better than me!? An Che caught his head in the door when he saw you! Now I’m back! Do you still want to stay by his side? There’s no door! I tell you there’s no door!” Then he turned his head Look at An Che: "My dear..." I didn't finish the sentence, because there was no one around...

The man whose head was caught by the door, walked aside early to watch the battle with Xiang Beibei in his arms.

Hu Yang sneered: "It turned out that I brought a seed, I said, how can my dear fall in love with you."

Xiang Chen squinted his eyes and smiled evilly: "I have a seed, do you have it?"

Populus euphratica trembled angrily, raising his fist to