Chapter 90: Which One Do You Think is Right for Me?
When he couldn't live anymore, Huo Jingzun was finally discharged from the hospital.
Ye He put the change of clothes bag and other things in the trunk, Huo Jingzun was leaning on the car door and pressing his mobile phone, he put one hand in his pocket, the corners of his mouth hooked upward, and the action of bending one long leg looked very ruffian.
"That, young master......" Ye He moved over and plucked up the courage to speak: "Can you give me back my mobile phone?" ”
It's been so many days since he took it away...... He was curious about what the young master was doing with his mobile phone?
Huo Chengyou poked his head out of the rear window, "Uncle Erchi, why is your mobile phone at Dad's?" ”
Huo Jingzun raised his eyes, and a skate eye swept over, and Ye He immediately looked righteous: "My phone is broken, ask your father to help me fix it...... Little master, can you not call me Erchi? ”
"Yes!" Huo Chengyou responded loudly, moved his little buttocks and sat back in the back seat, "Uncle Erchi, let's go quickly, I have to go back to apply an egg white mask, and Su Su, who has a tender face, will like me more!" ”
Yeh, "......"
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On the way back, Huo Jingzun obviously felt that his son, who was sitting on the side, was squirming and peeking at him.
His handsome face was slightly sideways, frowning, "What are you doing there alone?" Sit tight! ”
"Dad, that ......" Huo Chengyou pointed at his little finger and bit his little lip for a long time before he spoke, "Our school has now opened a new ballet tutoring class, can I sign up?" ”
Burst!
Ye He, who was driving, almost sprayed, little young master...... Do you want to learn ballet as a boy?!
Huo Jingzun stared at him coldly, and saw through him at a glance.
Huo Chengyou felt that his son was about to say no, so he hurriedly took a step forward and said according to the words memorized in advance, "Dad, I think ballet can train the softness of my body, so that I can better adapt to this cruel society, and ballet is a world-class dance, very beautiful, can make me rigid and soft and ......."
The little guy forgot the words as he spoke, scratching his ears and cheeks just couldn't remember, and his anxious little face flushed, "That's it...... That ......"
Huo Jingzun raised his eyebrows slightly, "Let's talk about the point." ”
Huo Chengyou saw that there was little hope of success, so he simply broke the can, "Dad, anyway, if you don't let me participate in ballet classes, I won't go to school in the future, I'll fight and be a bad boy!" ”
Ballet?
Huo Jingzun thought of Su Qixi wearing a white ballet skirt, and her slender body was tiptoeing on the stage where the lights gathered, and he couldn't help but curl his lips lightly.
His woman is a beautiful word from beginning to end!
How could he miss such a beautiful her?
Thinking of this, Huo Jingzun lowered his eyes slightly, staring at his son, whose face was tangled, "Okay, let's go learn." ”
Huo Chengyou was stunned for a moment, and then jumped up from the seat excitedly, "Wow! Long live Daddy! Dad is three months away from menopause! ”
Huo Jingzun's face darkened, and he stretched out his big hand to drag him back to his seat and hold him, "Huo Chengyou!" If you mess around again, I'll throw you out! ”
Huo Chengyou smiled, took out his mobile phone from his schoolbag with his little hand, took out a few pictures and handed them to him, and asked solemnly, "Dad, this is the tutu dress I asked my commissary sister to help me find, which one do you think is suitable for me?" ”
Huo Jingzun was too lazy to look, closed his eyes and recuperate, Huo Chengyou was closed, he pouted, and secretly climbed to the driver's seat, "Uncle Erchi, you are younger than your father, you can help me choose." ”
Yeh, "......"