Young master Dongshan's mixed-race boyfriend

The park in the morning is not as quiet as in the bustling city center, just like a corner forgotten by this fast-moving city.

In the twilight of the morning, the black Mercedes-Benz was parked outside the gate of the park, and Tan Jiasheng hurriedly got out of the car to open the door for the old man.

Bai Jinhua straightened his Lihua shirt, put on a round straw hat, held a folding fan in his left hand, and stepped off the Mercedes with great vigor.

"Bai Lao San." Zhang Bo, who lived with him on Yanglou Street, called out, and made fun of him angrily. "Dou, dressed like a flower rooster, do you go to the park to open your tail? You can open it."

Good guy, Bai Jinhua is only short of a pair of sunglasses, and he can walk on camera.

"What do you know? You've been dressed like a coachman all your life." Bai Jinhua snorted arrogantly.

Zhang Boxu cupped his fists. "Yeah, you're a Dongshan lover, and your sword is still young."

The two old people walked away joking with each other, Tan Jiasheng shook his head. "Our old man has to fascinate so many aunts and aunts today."

Under the big banyan tree in the morning exercise, the voice of Cantonese opera has already been heard from Bai Jinhua. A retired well-known Cantonese opera performer is opening his voice.

Bai Jinhua immediately straightened the hem of his shirt, and walked forward to say hello with his head raised and his chest held high. "Teacher Ruan, it's still so early today."

"Mr. Bai, good morning." Ruan Jing nodded and said hello. Although she is old, Ruan Jing is well maintained and has a slender figure. She doesn't look like an old man in her sixties at all.

Under the banyan tree, the old people who had morning exercises arrived one after another. The number of people was almost the same. Lao Li, who was in charge of the equipment, turned on the stereo.

Because the park is very large, the places for morning exercise are all in the central area, which will not affect the surrounding residents.

Bai Jinhua is good at jazz dance and has a regular backup dancer. He is a retired jazz dance teacher.But since the idol teacher Ruan came, Bai Jinhua no longer danced, but went to sing along.

"Mr. Bai, I brought jujube tea today, do you want to try it?" Ruan Jing asked casually when she took out the thermos.

Bai Jinhua hastily agreed to the health tea brewed by the idol himself without even thinking about it.

Ruan Jing poured a full glass. "I have been drinking the health-preserving tea made with angelica, red ginseng, wolfberry, and red dates for ten years, and I am never tired during the day."

Hearing that the function was so good, Bai Jinhua drank it all without saying a word.

After drinking a cup of health-preserving tea, Bai Jinhua felt the warmth in his chest. "Teacher Ruan, your health tea is amazing."

"I'll bring you a pot tomorrow." Ruan Jing agreed.

Unknowingly another week, in the early morning of this weekend, Tan Jiasheng got up early as usual to send the old man to the park.

"Old man, you've been glowing red recently, and you're in good spirits." Tan Jiasheng opened the rear door for Bai Jinhua.

Naturally, it was because of drinking the health-preserving tea brewed by Mr. Ruan, Bai Jinhua looked smug and didn't answer right away.

The Mercedes-Benz drove out of the gate of Bai's house, and when it turned a corner, it saw Cullinan parked against the wall. Recently, Wei Mingyu and Bai Xiyan drove to school by themselves, and Bai Jinhua also knew about it.

"Tell Xiaoyu, park the car in our courtyard, it's not good to bump it outside." Bai Jinhua said.

The street of Yanglou Street is only this big, and bumps and bumps are common. As long as Cullinan is around, the passing vehicles will not mention the psychological pressure.

Tan Jiasheng was surprised at first, and then hastily agreed.

Wei Mingyu and Bai Xiyan drove to school, but the old man didn't expect that the old man would not object, because education was indispensable in the past.

In Bai Jinhua's view, students should look like students. I have to say that Bai Jinhua has indeed changed a lot recently.

The gate of Bai's house is an electric iron gate. After Mercedes-Benz leaves, the iron gate will automatically close.

The sound of the iron gate sliding across the rails was not loud, but it still seemed abrupt in the quiet morning.

Wei Mingyu has always been a light sleeper, waking up almost every morning.

The curtains were drawn in the room, so the morning light could not come in, and the room was dark.

In the rustling sound, Wei Mingyu stretched out his hand, and pulled the person who was shrunk aside into his arms.

Bai Xiyan sleeps very quietly. He always likes to lie curled up on his side. If no one moves him, he can sleep in one position until dawn.

"It's still early, sleep a little longer." Wei Mingyu murmured with his chin resting on his forehead.

Ever since Wei Mingyu came to sleep the next day, Bai Xiyan was used to being confined to sleep, adjusted his sleeping position and quickly returned to sleep.

When Bai Xiyan opened his eyes again, the sunlight had already fallen on the ground through the gap at the edge of the curtains.

"What time is it?" Bai Xiyan muttered, picked up his phone and looked, it was already past ten o'clock!He was so scared that he pushed the people behind him away.

"It's so late? Get up!"

Because there was no need to go to school on weekends, Wei Mingyu tossed and tossed repeatedly last night, and the two of them didn't go to bed until late at night.

Before going to bed, Wei Mingyu vowed to get up early in the morning and go back to her room, but the two of them ended up sharing a lazy bed.

"Go back to your room!" Bai Xiyan hurriedly got out of bed.

He was only wearing pajamas on his upper body, and only a pair of underwear on his lower body. He hurriedly looked through the pajama pants again, but he couldn't find them after turning around, so he had to go to the closet to get new ones and put them on.

"It's not in a hurry, and no one came up to look for us." Wei Mingyu propped himself up and leaned against the head of the bed. He didn't like to wear clothes when he slept, and the quilt didn't slip off, so he was naked all over.

Just as the words were out of his mouth, voices came from outside the door.

"The old man said to put it in the study and put it in a gift box." Tan Jiasheng unscrewed the study door in two or two steps.

"Keep your voice down, you haven't gotten up yet." Aunt Kang lowered her voice to remind.

"Understood." Tan Jiasheng moved the chair lightly, and the boxes were placed on the top of the bookcase, so he had to search one by one.

"Why did the old man want to find a tea set on a whim?" Aunt Kang didn't quite understand, there were plenty of tea sets in the tea room, but the first thing the old man said when he came back today was to ask them to find that unique purple sand tea set.

"Give it to an idol, of course you can't do it casually." Tan Jiasheng sees it and doesn't say it.

The old house was not soundproof, and the voices came intermittently.

Bai Xiyan's room was separated from the study by a wall, and his face would turn pale with fright.

Wei Mingyu waved at him, and was immediately stared at.

"It's all your fault!" Bai Xiyan said silently.

"I was wrong." Wei Mingyu raised his hand.

At this moment, the sound of the door closing and footsteps coming downstairs made Bai Xiyan heave a sigh of relief.

After the two finished washing and went downstairs, it was almost 11 o'clock. Bai Jinhua was sitting in the living room watching the news, and Tan Jiasheng was sitting at the dining table playing with his mobile phone and eating chicken.

"Did you stay up late last night?" Tan Jiasheng raised his eyes and asked.

"I stayed up all night to watch zombies. It's pretty good." Wei Mingyu replied proactively. He still had tooth marks from "little zombies" on his arms and shoulders.

Bai Xiyan's ears were red, and he went to the tea room to pour a glass of water in silence.

Hearing the voice, Aunt Kang poked her head out from the kitchen. "There's some snacks on the table, and I'll have dinner later."

"Okay." Wei Mingyu responded, squeezed a piece of walnut cake and put it in his mouth.

Before it was time to eat, Bai Xiyan brought tea to the living room, glanced at Bai Jinhua, and was stunned. "Grandpa, why is your face so red?"

Bai Jinhua was in good spirits, and he seemed to be in high spirits. "Recently, my body has recovered, and my face is naturally rosy."

All the old friends who exercised together in the morning said so, and Bai Jinhua also felt that he felt good, so he ignored the insignificant little chest tightness.

"Grandpa, do you take your medicine regularly?" Bai Xiyan asked again.

Bai Jinhua had to take antihypertensive drugs every day, as well as cardiovascular drugs.

"have eaten."

Seeing that the old man answered so simply, Bai Xiyan had no doubts that he didn't ask more questions.

This afternoon, Wei Mingyu had a city league qualifier, so he went out after lunch. On the way, he picked up his classmates and went to the city gymnasium together.

"Ah, our President Wei is here!" Gao Hong yelled from afar.

Wei Mingyu is undoubtedly a man of influence in Sui University. Whether it is appearance, family background or love affairs, he is gossiped on the forum every day.

That second-hand Cullinan dominated the screen for three days, and became a "spot" for juniors and girls to check in.

It was also from that day that Wei Mingyu got an extra title, Mr. Wei.

"Everyone be quiet." The coach interrupted the noise of the boys with his waist inserted. "It's still early in time, go and change clothes and warm up after the game."

Historically, the offline competitions of non-professional leagues do not attract a lot of attention, and most of them are cheerleading teams from the two schools.

However, a lot of people came to the city gymnasium today, and visually, the auditorium was half full.

Today, Suida's opponent is G University, which can be said to be an old enemy. I thought it was an ordinary game, but when the players of Suida came out, the cheers almost lifted the roof.