Nurturing Manual

Shen Huan was a little proud of Zhang Zhiyuan's reaction, the bewildered look of the gold master's father was a bit peaceful with his age.

After returning to the dormitory and taking a shower, he sat under the bed and applied a facial mask, thinking that he would have to call or send a message to Zhang Zhiyuan anyway.

While holding the phone, Shen Huan hesitated again. At this time, he was not sure whether Zhang Zhiyuan had returned to the company or returned home.When he returned home, the mobile phone was on Assistant Chen's body, and Zhang Zhiyuan was holding it himself.

It is really necessary to have a good exchange of feelings with godfather.

While Shen Huan was thinking about it, his roommates came back one after another.

The one who came back first was Fatty, a professional otaku, who had the best relationship with Shen Huan, especially after knowing that Shen Huan was dancing house dance in lo-girl outfit.

"I put on a mask, why did I suddenly become more refined, didn't I say I was born beautiful?"

The fat man came back with a bunch of snacks and put them in front of Shen Huan. Shen Huan said sullenly, "Lose weight."

The fat man thought that the little telephone pole was mocking him, and before he had time to speak, the glasses came back from the outside.

Holding a large stack of books, seeing Shen Huan applying a mask, he muttered and cursed, "Damn gay."

"Hey." The fat man raised his hand, and before putting down the snack in his hand, he was about to turn towards the glasses.

Shen Huan quickly stopped the fat man, "Don't pay attention to him, did you buy a barbecue?"

"Don't you want to eat? I bought it." The fat man tidied up his clothes and turned the barbecue out.

The two of them were having a good meal, Shen Huan's cell phone vibrated, and it was an eight-digit landline number, but it was not from Zhang Zhiyuan's company.

Shen Huan didn't hold back, and answered the phone with a string, "Godfather."

The fat man shuddered. What happened? He saw Shen Huan crying for his godfather.

Zhang Zhiyuan listened comfortably, "Have you eaten?"

Shen Huan was a little carried away, and quickly put down the things in his hands, "I haven't eaten."

There was a rustling voice from the phone, as if Zhang Zhiyuan was taking off his clothes, "Snacking at night is not good for the stomach, eat more at ordinary times, Huanhuan is too thin."

"Hmm, godfather is home?"

"Well, this is the phone number at home. I won't bother you to eat, so I'll just ask."

No matter whether to disturb or not, all his time is Zhang Zhiyuan's. It's so rare to have such a good talker.

The fat man was a little curious, "Who is it? Godfather?"

"Hee hee." Shen Huan didn't answer directly, the fat man glanced at the glasses pretending to be packing up, but didn't ask any further questions, and talked about something else instead.

"Your scholarship from last semester came down, and the counselor asked me to remind you."

The godfather gave so much that Shen Huan didn't pay attention to the money on his own card for a moment.

When he heard about Shen Huan's scholarship, his glasses froze in his hands, and he walked towards the toilet with his neck stuck.

The fat man stretched his head to take a look, then lowered his voice, "Look at him, his face turned green when he heard that you got a scholarship, he spends all day in the library, you fucking run around every day, it seems that he is jealous. "

Shen Huan shook his neck and rolled his eyes, "It's mainly because I'm dead gay." Hearing that the glasses were about to come out, Shen Huan quickly changed the subject, "I'll treat you to dinner in a few days."

The weekend came quickly, and Zhang Zhiyuan led people to the city center to buy horse clothes.

The shopping guide knew Zhang Zhiyuan, and when he saw him, he came with his young lover, and introduced him attentively.The white breeches were deliberately made one size smaller for Shen Huan.

When Shen Huan came out of the changing room, Zhang Zhiyuan's eyes sank. The tight breeches wrapped Shen Huan's buttocks, which were round and straight.

Luckily, Shen Huan was thin, and one size smaller would not cause him to be unable to fit it, but Zhang Zhiyuan reacted more, frowning, "Change to a black one."

The black one is more slim and shows off his figure, making Zhang Zhiyuan look gloomy.Shen Huan thought it was because he couldn't wear the horse clothes, and felt a little unconfident for the first time, "Godfather... is it ugly?"

"No..." Good-looking is good-looking, Zhang Zhiyuan doesn't think that's the case, as long as Shen Huan moves a little, he can vaguely see the buttocks, how can this make Shen Huan wear it out, it's indecent, "it's outrageous, there is no bigger size Is it?"

Shen Huanyun was in a fog, seeing the shopping guide brought clothes, he obediently went in and changed.When he came out this time, Zhang Zhiyuan finally nodded in satisfaction.

On the way there, she even acted like a baby to Zhang Zhiyuan, "Godfather, I don't know how to ride a horse"

"It's okay, someone will teach you when the time comes, even godfather can take you with you."

The Huangping Racecourse has been taken over by Wang Xiang. As Zhang Zhiyuan's youngest, Mr. Wang and Zhang Zhiyuan are two extremes. The people around Wang Xiang often change. After Zhang Zhiyuan grew from the company, he was lonely. up to now.

Seeing a person who looked like a student get off Zhang Zhiyuan's car, Wang Xiang shouted, "It's really brought here."

Many of the people around the owner of the racecourse are starlets, some are tepid, and some have just entered the circle. There are not many college students like Shen Huan.

Wang Xiang went up to talk with a smile, "Zhiyuan, I thought you were joking, don't just grab a strong man, you can catch such a good-looking one if you grab it."

Shen Huan didn't know how to call someone, so he glanced at Zhang Zhiyuan, who led him forward, "This is Wang Xiang, Mr. Wang."

It was the first time Zhang Zhiyuan brought someone out, so Wang Xiang had to give face to this no matter what, and said politely to Shen Huan, "Just call me brother."

This Shen Huan didn't dare to yell, Wang Xiang had a group of people behind him.Shen Huan smiled awkwardly, and asked Zhang Zhiyuan for help, "Godfather."

Wang Xiang yelled in his heart, thinking that Zhang Zhiyuan would play big as soon as he played, and he would be a godfather.

Zhang Zhiyuan patted his head, "Call Uncle Wang."

"Yes, yes, yes." Wang Xiang followed suit, "Don't call me brother, I'm letting Zhiyuan take advantage of me."

"Uncle Wang, my name is Shen Huan." When Uncle Wang called out, Shen Huan was different from the person behind the boss.

On the way to the racecourse, Wang Xiang was still curious, "Huanhuan is still in college, right? Where is he going to college?"

Zhang Zhiyuan was not happy, what Huanhuan, can't he call his name properly?

"Sophomore, Q is big."

Wang Xiang looked at Zhang Zhiyuan with a complicated expression, why did he get a high-achieving student, and suddenly felt that he couldn't see through Zhang Zhiyuan.

Zhang Zhiyuan kept himself clean for so many years, let him find someone in the past, he always said that he was not free, he didn't meet his eye, now he is more relaxed than anyone else.

Wang Xiang asked casually, "How old are you?"

"Twenty this year."

Wang Heng didn't hold back all of a sudden, and burst out laughing. Zhang Zhiyuan was about the same as a college student, that is, the age to be his father, and he was really right in calling him godfather.

Shen Huan thought he had said something wrong, so he glanced nervously at Zhang Zhiyuan, who turned blue and stared at Wang Xiang.

Wang Xiang laughed so hard that he coughed, waved his hands, and explained, "Ahem...you sound like a godfather, and Zhiyuan is longer than you."