Uncertain age difference

184.

He turned back to 34 again.

The morning sky was clear and cloudless. When Ning Huang pushed open the glass door to the terrace, the slightly stagnant smell of alcohol in the house disappeared, and he felt refreshed.

Boss Lu got up late, so he lay on the sofa on the terrace and lazily ordered breakfast takeaway.

Crystal shrimp dumplings, fermented glutinous rice balls, cold asparagus.Add a cup of steaming soy milk.

He asked Lu Chen again: "Do you have anything you want to eat? Would you like to order one to send to the company?"

Lu Chen replied, "No, just eat in the company restaurant."

Seeing him sitting on the balcony, he sighed again: "Little uncle, you put on some clothes and sit there again, it's been cold recently."

Ning Huang let out a "huh" and lazily clicked on the note label.

No chopped green onion, no coriander, more fermented glutinous rice and less sugar in the fermented glutinous rice balls.

——Just such a time for remarks.

But his eyes drifted to Lu Chen unconsciously.

The man was standing in front of the mirror, put on a shirt, and wrapped his entire upper body with a thin cloth, leaving only his gentle and handsome appearance.

His eyes seemed to be glued to every button of Lu Chen, counting unconsciously with his peripheral vision.

One, two, three.

It's like the countdown for Lu Chen to leave the house.

Adjust the belt.

The silhouette of the shirt is tightened, making the waist appear narrow and the legs long.

It's just that Ning Huang was a little annoyed when he lowered his eyes, the speed of this man's dressing was a bit too fast.

After putting on the suit, he returned to the room. Listening to the sound, Ning Huang probably tidied up the bed.

He took out that ridiculous apron again and hung it back in the kitchen.

When Ning Huang saw the apron, he couldn't help thinking about what happened yesterday, and couldn't help laughing.

This smile was caught by Lu Chen, he retracted his eyes as if nothing had happened, and restrained the corners of his raised mouth.

But Lu Chen came over, squatted down, and put a soft knitted coat on him.

The warmth swept over, and the 34-year-old hedgehog wrapped his coat tightly in satisfaction, but followed, grabbing the corner of Lu Chen's clothes tightly.

He may have been sitting here on purpose.

The corner of Lu Chen's mouth curled up, and he said, "I'm going to work."

He said "hmm".

Lu Chen continued to speak slowly: "What about you, what are your plans for today?

He said: "Go to the team. I haven't been there for a long time. They suspect that I have canceled the studio."

Lu Chen smiled slightly and said, "And then?"

"Then clean up the recent mailboxes and messages. Amnesia will delay things. I can't point at me to do these things."

His expression was light and lazy, even with a little smile.

But for some reason, the fingertips climbed onto Lu Chen's tie, untied it, and hung it around his neck.

Lu Chen didn't stop him.

He slowly talked about his future arrangements.

As if nothing had happened, he was fiddling with the buttons of Lu Chen's shirt.

He unwrapped them one by one.

It was as if he wanted to rewind everything back to ten minutes ago.

When the fourth button is undone.

Lu Chen finally smiled and asked him: "Little uncle, are you going to strip me naked on the terrace?"

He still undid the button.

Lu Chen also kissed his lips.

The sun smeared on his face, followed by his fingertips caressing Boss Lu's back wrapped in his shirt, and condensation dripped from the leaves of the green plants on the balcony.

It was a warm kiss.

With the unique and clean smell of Boss Lu in the morning.

With the tip of his eager tongue, and the crumpled pajamas, he whimpered when his prey was bitten by the throat.

He subconsciously wanted to hook Lu Chen's neck.

Lu Chen staggered away from him and picked up the coat that had slipped off his shoulder.

Everything came to an abrupt end.

He frowned at him, a little dissatisfied.

Lu Chen suppressed the hoarseness in his voice, whispered in his ear, and said, "Little uncle, I will be back soon."

He said, what time will you be back?

Lu Chen smiled narrowly.

Only then did Ning Huang realize.

Not only he was watching Lu Chen, but Lu Chen was also watching him.

He's like a hot, fresh-from-the-oven pizza.

Lu Chen was pulling Si'er, the part that was about to be separated from his body.

Even he himself didn't think that not only would he be affected by memories, but also at the age of 34.

When he was injured in his twenties, he longed for Lu Chen the most and was insatiable.

——and Lu Chen just looked at him like this.

He curled up his fingertips in embarrassment, restraining his clingy desire.

He watched Lu Chen buttoning his buttons one by one, with a playful look in his eyes.

Lu Chen smiled and asked him, "Can I come back at six?"

I was still holding him and crying yesterday. Has this dog become a sperm?

Turning her head to hum softly, her ears turned slightly red again.

He said, "Okay."

185.

It's just that Ning Huang's arrangement was disrupted. He didn't have a long contact with the team in the afternoon, and he received a call soon.

Unfamiliar number.

The tail number is only 34 years old, and he remembers that it is Lu's mother.

——It may be directly regarded as a scam call and pressed.

But he picked it up.

……

When Ning Huang arrived, Lu's parents stood in front of the stalled car, and the hired driver looked apologetic, never thinking that the car would stall temporarily, and frequently explained that the company would send a new car to try to catch up with their departure time.

Unfamiliar with the place, the Lu family's parents looked a little ugly.

While speaking, a high-end commercial vehicle stopped.

The windows followed suit.

The person sitting in the driver's seat was wearing an off-white frock coat and motorcycle boots. He didn't have that many accessories on his body, except for a silver pendant and his signature ponytail.

With a calm expression, he said to the people outside the car: "Get in the car."

The driver froze when he saw his face.

When Mother Lu saw him in his thirties, she was also taken aback, with a somewhat embarrassed expression, and said for a while, "I didn't want to call you, but the rented car suddenly turned off, and the plane will be late..."

Ning Huang's voice was calm: "It's okay, I was also nearby."

"As it happens, the memory is also there."

Mother Lu nodded and thanked in a low voice.

Father Lu's expression was a bit ugly, his face was livid, and he was pushed by his wife before he picked up his luggage.

"Just put the luggage in the trunk." Ning Huang said.

Mother Lu nodded, put the luggage away, pushed her husband again, and pushed him into the car.

Ning Huang didn't continue the topic, started the car methodically, and drove directly to the airport.

If so, I probably don't even know what happened.

From the age of 30, he occasionally contacted Lu's mother.

Not close, just responding to Lu's mother's concern for Lu Chen.

When you are sick and the company is in trouble.

Or simply, I want to know how Lu Chen is doing recently.

This kind of communication is not very deep, maybe only a few messages a year, a few phone calls, they don't even give each other a proper name.

In fact, even Lu's mother herself was surprised.

Whether it's the public media, or in the rumors fueled by the Lu family, Ning Huang is known by everyone as a hot-tempered, stubborn, indifferent, arrogant and poisonous.

Even her husband has suffered in front of Ning Huang, and he still refuses to communicate with him directly.

But when communicating with her, it was not the appearance in the legend.

Even though Ning Huang never speaks of the scene, the conversation is always simple: "Lu Chen is doing well recently."

The attitude can be said to be calm and gentle.

She thought about the reason, maybe it was because of Lu Chen.

Or maybe it was because she was a mother.

Even an incompetent mother.

Ning Huang asked her while driving: "Are you motion sick? Do you want sugar?"

Mother Lu said, "I'm not dizzy."

Ning Huang didn't ask her any more questions, just turned on the stereo in the car and played a relaxing tune all the way.

Occasionally, there are a few words about Lu Chen, she asks, and he answers.

The scenery outside the car flew by, and she looked at this young man from the rearview mirror. His face in his thirties was no different from the young boy she saw that day.

It's just that the temperament has become wanton and unique, so that people can recognize it from everyone at a glance.

The car was parked at the airport entrance.

People come and go, people get together, parting, I can't tell whether they are more happy or sad.

Ning Huang helped them carry their luggage down and said, "It's not convenient to stay here for too long, I won't see you off."

"Safe journey."

Lu's mother nodded, and when she picked up her luggage, she couldn't help but say: "When you were young...you looked very good."

Ning Huang was stunned.

Lu's mother also seemed to realize that the meaning of being an elder in this sentence was too heavy, and it was so inappropriate, so she didn't plan to continue talking.

Ning Huang was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Thank you."

That smile vaguely coincided with that of a well-behaved child.

They left with their suitcases.

Mother Lu is still so elegant and cold.

Lu Chen's father was similar to the figure he saw from the balcony, a little stooped, but still tall.

Ning Huang got into the car, stopped for a while, and watched the two leave from the rearview mirror.

—I want to smoke a little bit.

But I have quit for a long time, and now I don’t even have the desire to look for it.

Instead, there are candies left for him by Boss Lu in the storage compartment.

He picked a piece of orange flavor and put it in his mouth, the sweet and sour fruit sweetness spread on the tip of his tongue.

Suddenly the phone rang.

Caller ID: old rascal.

He froze for a moment and picked it up.

He smiled and said, "Boss Lu?"

Lu Chen said: "Uncle, I seem to see you."

I turned my head.

But he saw Lu Chen's shadow in the rearview mirror.

Holding the mobile phone, he also stared at him through the rearview mirror.

Ning Huang cursed silently.

Why did he overturn as soon as he changed back.