MTL - Sugar Baby-Chapter 92 Come out (3)

Teacher Dong sweeped out the three men who were not at ease. They stood outside the door and looked at each other. They were playing drums in their hearts. +++ girls must go to the website www.novelbuddy.com

Teacher Dong is gentle and rarely angry. This time, her temper is turned up, and even Comrade Lao Qiu, who has been with her for 30 years, cannot assert that she will be able to dissipate.

Fu Ryan sees that the three people are stuck here. It is not a way to actively ease the atmosphere.. "Mr. Qiu, now it’s all night, why don’t we find a place to have dinner?”

"Well," Qiu Dad sighed. "I don't have any mood right now, just eat something."

"I am not familiar with this neighborhood. Do you have any recommendations?"

"Oh, then go to the seafood palace over the bridge."

Qiu Qiu is speechless.. "...Dad, where are you talking about it?"

Qiu’s father is well-founded. “What’s wrong? I have a chance to dig up the capitalist corner. Isn’t it good for me to eat?”

"..."

The three people casually ate some abalone lobster sea cucumbers in the seafood palace. Qiu Dad was not very interested. When he ate more than 2,000 yuan, he stopped.

After eating, the three went home and returned to the government - of course, Fu Rui's family.

The driver saw them coming out of the restaurant, and quickly got off the bus, respectfully pulling the rear door for them and making a "please" gesture.

Qiu Qiugang had to step in and step in, Qiu Dao did not say that he first squeezed into the back seat.

Qiu Qiu.. "Dad..."

Qiu Dad looked at them with a squint. "Dad, what dad, you go to the front, your relatives want to talk to you."

Qiu Qiu was even more nervous. He took Fu Ryan’s hand and was afraid to let go. He was scared too much today, although now Qiu Dad seems to have accepted their relationship, but if he does not follow the common sense, what should he do after he plans to get on the train and do a good job?

However, Fu Ryan quickly accepted the arrangement of Qiu Dad. He patted Qiu Qiu's hand to let him fix his mind, then he took a long leg and followed it into the back seat.

After sitting down, Fu Ryan gave Qiu Qiu a "nothing" mouth shape, and Qiu Qiu was worried about sitting in the passenger seat.

The atmosphere in the car is so strange, the driver feels Alexander. The most important job criterion for a big boss to be a driver is to "don't pay attention to the boss's private affairs." He only needs to concentrate on driving and seeing the road. Nothing else is fine.

After the rain, the air conditioner in the car was blowing a cool, cool breeze. Qiu Dad sighed and slid down in the back seat and texted his wife.

I am Lao Qiu.. Teacher Dong, don't be angry, don't be angry.

After thinking about it, he thought that this sentence was too light and fluttered, and quickly added an expression pack.

It is a long and long photo, with a light blue base and pink petals on it. At the top is a golden statue of a kindly Buddha. Underneath it is a line of characters - "Mo angry."

Further down is the thirty-five well-known oil poems.

For Qiu, who has been immersed in the field of Chinese language and literature for more than 30 years, this "Mo angry", which is spread all over the streets, is not really a "poetry". However, this kind of literary works of the market is easy to understand, catchy, and passed on by the people, and has a vitality.

I am Lao Qiu.. [Smile] [Smile] gives you a "Mo angry".

Teacher Dong did not return.

... Is it sleeping?

Qiu Dad waited for three minutes, and thoughtfully sent a WeChat.

I am Lao Qiu.. Take a rest.

Instant WeChat pops up a small exclamation mark, prompting "You and Dong your heart are not WeChat friends."

Qiu Dad..? ? ?

Qiu Dad immediately sat up straight, slammed into the backrest of the front passenger seat and patted the head of the silly son.. "Autumn and Autumn! Send your mother a WeChat!"

"Ah?" Qiu Qiu frowned, "What?"

"What do you send with me? I want to make a fuss."

So Qiu Qiu seriously thought about it for a while, deleted and changed it several times, and sent a message to her mother.

Autumn is autumn autumn.. Mom, sorry, it was a good family gathering, because the things that make you unhappy. Don't be angry first, you are so hard along the way, hurry to rest, there are meals I have made in the refrigerator, you can eat some, it will be uncomfortable for too long. In addition, I remember that there are still a few masks in the cabinet of my house. The air on the plane is very dry. Your skin is sensitive. If you are not comfortable, make a mask and sleep again.

Soon Dong gave a response.

Dong your heart.. um.

Qiu Qiu was frustrated to record the chat to Dad.. "Mom is still not angry..."

Qiu’s father said, “You make up for yourself,” but I’m wondering. Why didn’t my wife blacken her son?

Fu Ryan and Qiu Dad sit side by side in the back seat. Others are tall and have good eyesight. They clearly saw the process of Qiu’s father being blacked out on the screen of the mobile phone, but his face did not change. He’s the “big brother & father-in-law”. The attitude is still respectful.

Qiu Dad asked him. "Yes, I haven't asked you yet, why did she get into your car, you kiss... Cough, when you are intimate, why didn't you recognize her?"

Fu Ryan seriously answered the ins and outs of the matter. When he said that "there is a frosted baffle between the front and rear of the car to block the line of sight", Qiu Dad immediately interrupted him. "What matte baffle? Let me see." ”

Fu Ryan pressed the control button next to him.

The frosted baffle rises lightly from the card slot, and for a few seconds, the top is pushed to the roof, dividing the large compartment space into two parts.

Qiu Qiu looked back nervously, but from his perspective, he could only see the blurred figure of the two shadows behind the bezel.

After the frosted baffle, one of the chunky figures spoke. "Oh, don't come down, Xiao Fu, the two of them finally have a chance to talk."

Qiu Qiu.. So nervous, shaking and shaking>A<

......

After nearly an hour of driving, the car finally drove down to Fu Rui's house.

Along the way, Qiu Qiu has been trying to listen to the "two fathers" conversation with his ears, but their voices are very low. No matter how calm they are, they still can't hear the key content.

He really doesn't hate a pair of bunny ears, so you can know what Cognac and Dad are saying.

When the car stopped, Qiu Qiu immediately jumped out of the car to help his father open the door.

Qiu’s father took the lead and got out of it. There was no fluctuation on his face. What expression was on the car, what is still the expression.

And next to Fu Ryan is also a waveless innocence, saying that it is right and right, and that it is right to care.

Qiu Dad looked up at the luxurious apartment building, satisfied with the sound, and smashed the clothes on his body, and walked in.

"Don't worry." Fu Ryan came to Qiu Qiu and whispered comfort in his ear.

"What did my dad say to you?"

“Qiu said that he always wanted to talk to me, but he didn’t find a suitable opportunity.” Fu Ryan whispered, “He called you home this time, actually because he saw some bad rumors on the Internet and said that you I can promote you in the program because I have covered you. He doesn't know how to open it to you, so he will call you home in the rainy days, want to lead me and talk to me. I didn't expect it. I happened to meet Teacher Dong."

After listening to the explanation, Qiu Qiu was sad and could not speak.

Online rumors, he knows more or less, he did not go to the heart, but did not expect Qiu Dad to go to the heart. He can imagine how worried when the father of uprightness sees those false statements.

Qiu Dad trusts his son and knows that he will not give up his youth for a little reputation. He only worried that Fu Ryan was not pure and deliberately fooled his stupid son. After all, the gap between the two is too great. No matter who treats the relationship between them, the first reaction is that the elderly and the rich are taking advantage of it.

He clearly has Fu Ryan's contact information, but he can use the most inconspicuous way to let Fryen come to the door, and he does not dare to "direct attack", fearing that his son's self-esteem will be hurt.

Fortunately, it turns out that his fears are superfluous.

Fu Ryan said solemnly: "Autumn and autumn, your father loves you very much."

"I know, I love him too."

Going out is really a tough choice, for every character in this scene.

Fu Ryan accompanied Qiu Qiu at the door for a while, waiting for him to sort out the emotions that filled his heart, and the two talents walked into the apartment hall.

Qiu Dad didn't have a door card, and sat quietly on the sofa in the hall to read the newspaper. Seeing that they came in, he did not ask why they had been delayed for so long.

They walked into the elevator together, but Fu Ryan didn't lick the top floor, but smashed another floor.

Qiu Qiu did not know until this time that under the top-floor apartment where Fu Ryan lived, he had several other properties, but they were all one hundred square meters. He has few friends and no family members. The house is mainly used for investment. He has been idle for a while, but he will hire people to clean the door regularly.

Fu Ryan said politely. "We usually live upstairs, but there are no empty rooms, you have to grieve to rest in this room tonight."

Qiu Dad immediately commented. "I don't rest now, I want to visit your place."

So the two men led Qiu Dad to the top floor.

The room that Fu Ryan often lives in is simple and atmospheric, with a bright and transparent structure. When you enter the door, you can see a whole piece of floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room.

After the rain, the air is clean and fresh, standing at the window and even looking at the edge of the city. The stars in the sky are the look of the night, and the stars at the foot are the direction of the home.

Unlike the hospitality room downstairs, this room is full of human fireworks.

On the kitchen counter, there are dozens of Chinese and Western seasonings, and the way of placing them is the same as that of Dong.

There are several books on the coffee table in the living room. Qiu dad glanced at him and found that he had just recommended it to his son not long ago.

The box on the carpet is open, and a few pieces of music are thrown on the guitar. Qiu Qiu has already finished, and some only write half.

Look at the TV cabinet, with Qiu Qiu’s scholarship certificate for the last semester, the trophy for the division’s champion, Fu Ryan’s photo with other business celebrities, and some scattered souvenirs.

Looking at these little things full of life, Qiu Dad understands that this pair of lovers is really living at home.

Qiu Qiu was embarrassed to rush to the sofa, grabbed his thrown T-shirt, and blushing his face behind the cushion. "Nothing to clean up... The room is too messy."

Qiu’s father did not speak and walked around the house with his hands on his back. He first looked at the peppers and zucchini raised in front of the living room floor window, and went to other houses to turn around.

Push the first door open, the storage room.

Second door, gym.

The third door, the guest toilet.

The fourth door, the study.

The last door...

Qiu’s father sighed and sighed. "It turns out that there is really only one bedroom in your room!"

Qiu Qiu's face: reddish min → → → → red max.

He wants **** to point to the tent in the corner of the bedroom.. "No, no! Dry bed, I sleep in the tent, really!"

He said the truth, but Qiu Dad did not believe it. The son is white and lovely, and Fu Ryan doesn't look like he is willing to let him sleep in the tent!

Qiu Dad put his hand on it. "Oh, let's take off your broken tent for a while. You don't love sleeping tents, go to the downstairs with your dad today!"

Taishan adults insisted on this, Fu Ryan has no way, can only do it. Since Qiu Qiu has set up this tent in the bedroom, he has been looking forward to when Qiu Qiu can tear down the tent. How do you think that "dreams come true" is actually this way.

Qiu Qiu and Fu Ryan were sent to the building with a part of the tent. Qiu Dad was like a landlord who commanded the long-term work, and swayed behind them.

Waiting for the small room downstairs, Qiu Qiu filled the tent with tears and cognac.

However, this room is really not big. After the main bedroom is placed on the tent, it is full of crowds. Qiu’s father is quite satisfied and feels quite interesting.

Fu Rinen wanted to stay with them, but Qiu Dad insisted on blasting him away. Tonight is the time of father and son, my father left, and the father gave way.

Qiu Qiu reluctantly sent the cognac to the elevator, just a few steps, the two fingertips hooked at the fingertips, no one would want to separate.

Just listening to the "叮", the elevator arrived at this floor and slowly opened the door.

Fu Ryan said: "Go in, Mr. Qiu is waiting for you."

Qiu Qiu nodded, but did not move.

"He has already agreed with us and will not blame you."

Qiu Qiu didn't talk, and it took a long time to gently "hmm".

It is because Qiu Dad does not blame him, so he does not know how to face it.

Fu Ruien sighed and knew that Qiu Qiu had to bear more pressure than himself in this battle.

He opened his arms and pulled Qiu Qiuqi into his arms, one hand licking his furry head, and one hand along the thin back, in order to pass the power to the treasure in his arms.

"Autumn and autumn, this evening is only for you and your father, thank you for his understanding. Let's go to Teacher Dong tomorrow, I am with you."

Qiu Qiu, like a little sister, buried himself in his arms and nodded hard.

"I know."

Qiu Qiu raised his head and kissed Fu Ryan's chin, then sighed and pushed the cognac into the elevator.

......

In the bedroom, Qiu Dad, wearing big pants and an old vest, lay on the double bed and comfortably stretched out on the mattress.

"This mattress is good, the mattress of the old house is too soft, it is still hard."

Qiu Qiu found a head from the tent and said it cleverly. "Then I will go back and ask what brand this is. When we have one house in each house, we will put one in each room."

They talked a lot in the north, talked about the online scandal, talked about the music competition, talked about learning, talked about the recently published literature books, and talked about which relatives have published recently.

They all know that they are in a circle, but the two are carefully circling and testing each other, but they dare not touch the core.

In the end, Qiu Qiu was a big man, biting his teeth and asking for courage. "Dad,... After you know the relationship between me and Cognac, why didn't you object like Mom, but accepted it directly?"

The house is quiet.

For a time, in the dark bedroom, only the long breath of the father and son.

After a long, long time, when Qiu Qiu thought that Dad had fallen asleep, he finally heard the answer.

This middle-aged man with a wide body and a fat body sighed slowly and long.

"...Who said that I accepted it very easily? But when Dad was uncomfortable, I didn't let you see it."

Qiu Qiu’s crying cry, the tears came down instantly.

"Son, can you grow up slowly? The little saplings are not as fast as you are. You are still thin and small a few years ago. The red scarf can wrap your whole person, so I think it looks better than my father." It’s still high, and it’s better than Dad’s time.”

Since Qiu Qiu was ten years old, the father and son have never slept in a house. For Qiu Qiu, 21, ten years ago, he was the first half of his life. For the 55-year-old Qiu Dad, for ten years, it’s just a snap.

Qiu Qiu couldn't help it anymore, crawling out of the tent while wiping his tears. "Dad is the most handsome."

"Dad is not handsome, no you are handsome."

"No, Dad is the most handsome."

Qiu Qiu climbed from the tent to the double bed and sprinkled tears in the pillow.

Qiu’s father was sour and hearty, but he laughed at him. “It’s all adult men, but still crying.”

Although he said this, he still unscrewed the bedside lamp and took the paper from the cupboard to his son.

The soft yellow light reflected a small space. Qiu Qiu sat on the bed and sobbed in a small voice. Qiu Dad sat next to him and watched him cry silently.

Qiu Dad has passed the age of crying, and sometimes his heart is uncomfortable, and his face is still spring and sly.

...and even if it is uncomfortable, what can it do?

Parents are lighthouses, but they are not at the helm. The direction of the lighthouse for the boat is correct, but it does not mean that it is unique.

There are infinite possibilities in the vast sea area. The real life is whether it is ups and downs, whether it is rough or calm, it is Qiu Qiu’s own choice.

Qiu Dad only hopes that his only son can sail to the other side of happiness.