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"Then you are really a waste of firewood" Xu Hang complained unceremoniously, with a slight evil aura in the corners of his eyes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info provoked Su An'an to find something to smash over, but unfortunately he had to give up if he didn't have anything to take advantage of. After a while, Xu Hang answered a phone call and said to Su Anan: "I'll go out first and come back immediately." ā
What Su Anan didn't expect was that Xu Hang brought Wen Zi'an when he came in, Su Anan pretended to be surprised and said, "Ah, who are you, handsome guy!" ā
Wen Zi'an smiled lightly after hearing this: "Prince Charming." ā
Looking at the childish actions of the two people, Xu Hang helplessly complained about the two people: "Deal with it quickly, I don't want to see you play this kind of child's game." ā
"Did something happen?" Su Anan suddenly asked Wen Zi'an very seriously: "Did something happen?" Wen Zi'an's eyes narrowed, "It's the most important thing to see you, and the others are not so important." ā
Su An'an slapped a folder on Wen Zi'an, and his eyes widened, "I've been controlling myself not to bite, don't force me to get angry." ā
"Don't be angry yet, I'm just kidding" Wen Zi'an took out a USB flash drive from his bag, "Aren't you curious?" ā
"I'm not curious," Su An'an's voice was cold. Wen Zi'an smiled and said, "Why don't you play cards according to the routine, I still want to surprise you." ā
Su Anan took the USB flash drive and pressed it on Xu Hang's personal computer, Xu Hang asked Su Anan helplessly: "Why don't you use your computer, you also have it." "I'm afraid of a virus," Su Anan said and clicked on the folder. Seeing the folder, Su An'an asked Wen Zi'an: "You did it?" I really don't see that you still have this feature. ā
Wen Zi'an supported the table with both hands, looked at Su An'an and said with a smile: "Don't say it, I don't look like I know anything, okay, when it comes to Zimu, he should be too." Su Anan hummed casually: "But he seems to be very busy lately, and I woke up in the middle of the night and saw him playing on the computer." ā
Xu Hangyi asked Su Anan in a gossipy tone: "Then aren't you curious?" Is he really working? Su Anan pulled out the USB flash drive and began to ask the teacher, and said to Xu Hang: "Why did you find the designer directly to find the son, why don't you tell me?" ā
Xu Hang was also very aggrieved, and spread his hands: "Don't ask me, it was Yu Han who contacted me, how do I know what happened." ā
Wen Zi'an also came to play a round at this time: "An An, I have opened a small studio now, and it is normal to find me, and I also came with normal procedures." "That's good" Su Anan jumped down from the table and stared at Wen Zi'an: "Son, you are also nourished by love, and you are getting whiter and whiter, and you are about to compare with a child's skin." ā
Wen'an nodded in agreement with this statement: "If you weren't feeling well that day, she would have always wanted to see you." "That day?" (Su An'an thought with peace of mind: "I haven't been sick for a month, and I'm not in good health there.) āļ¼
"It's last week" Wen Zi'an looked at Su An'an and said in a joking tone: "You won't forget too much, right?" Su Anan was confused by the cold and burn in the past few days, and when Wen Zi'an left, he directly called Yang Zimu on the phone.
"Why did you call me all of a sudden?" Although he was very puzzled, Yang Zimu still asked Su Anan in a gentle tone: "Do you miss me like that?" What do you want to eat at night? ā
Su An'an's tone was not very good and said to Yang Zimu: "Son-in-law came just now, why did Son-in-law get married last week and you said that I was not feeling well and couldn't go?" Why don't you talk to me? ā
Yang Zimu's tone was also a little bad, and he rushed a little when he spoke: "I'm afraid that you will snatch him back, I'm afraid that you won't want me." After speaking, he hung up the phone very simply.
Su Anan's "I won't" didn't say anything, and he heard the beep of hanging up the phone, and all the grievances were written on his face. Xu Hang took a takeaway upstairs and handed it to Su An'an: "Eat, Mr. Su, I heard your hungry voice just now." ā
Su Anan sighed, looking at Xu Hang with big eyes and watery eyes: "Do you have time to get off work at night?" Drink with me, Lao Tzu seems to have no one to ask for it. Although Xu Hang was surprised, he didn't show it on the surface, nodded and agreed: "Okay, I know." ā
In the evening, Xu Hang didn't take Su Anan to the bar, but went to a Sichuan restaurant, but he didn't expect Su Anan to drink and not eat like crazy. "You should eat something else, only drinking alcohol will make your stomach bad, not to mention that you haven't eaten lunch."
Su Anan didn't listen to the persuasion, continued to drink, and after a while, he fell asleep on the table in a drunken mess. Looking at Su An'an, who was asleep, Xu Hang was a little overwhelmed. Originally, Su Anan had to tell Yang Zimu what happened, but this time Su Anan also specially told Yang Zimu not to know, Xu Hang sighed, and simply took Su Anan home after settling the account.
Seeing that Su An'an was still talking in his sleep, he was afraid that Yang Zimu would leave him, and he was not in the mood for anything. At this time, the doorbell of his house also rang, and he sighed that the speed was fast, and Xu Hang went to open the door.
Yang Zimu saw the door open, and without saying a word, he punched over: "Aren't you dead yet, An An hiding from you at the age of 5 doesn't mean that he will be with you in 20 years." Xu Hang dodged Yang Zimu's fist and said lightly: "An An, she said today, 'Lao Tzu no one wants it', and if I dare to open the door, it means that I will still have a way." ā
However, Yang Zimu didn't have the leisure to listen to Xu Hang's nonsense, and went upstairs directly into the open bedroom. Seeing Su An sleeping quietly on the bed and still calling Brother Zimu, Yang Zimu went over and gently pinched Su An'an's nose: "An'an, let's go home." ā
Su Anan suddenly opened his eyes and said in a special spirit: "Okay" and then fell asleep again. When she returned home, Su An'an seemed to have suddenly turned on some strange switch, and kept pestering Yang Zimu to tell her fairy tales, otherwise she would start crying.
"Is this a relapse phenomenon?" Although Yang Zimu thought so, he still began to talk about the fairy tales he heard when he was a child, and Su Anan also listened to the story and obediently slept in Yang Zimu's arms, looking stable all his life.
Yang Zimu dragged the quilt on one side over and covered it with Su An'an, and was afraid that he would wake up the sleeping little guy lightly. Su Anan woke up in the morning and habitually stretched his waist, but found that he had fallen asleep in Yang Zimu's arms all night, and Yang Zimu didn't take off his glasses, looking at Su An'an: "Awake?" Headaches? ā
"How am I at home?" Su Anan sat up and rubbed his head and found that he couldn't remember anything, and he couldn't remember how he came back.