Every time Yu Wei knows him a little more, she will find that Bu Xiao has many new charms. For example, before today, she really didn't know that he could ride a horse and ride so well.

Bu Xiao looked very handsome when he put on his trousers and horse boots. He didn't step on the stirrups and turned the horse directly to the horse, and then he grabbed the reins and pulled Yu Wei on the horse, sat in front of him and sat firmly. With the horse's belly, the dark horse he called "big baby" was obediently.

After walking around the venue for several times, Bu Xiao hugged her from behind and asked her if she wanted to speed up. Yu Wei was very curious and wanted to try it, but when the horse really ran, Yu Wei realized the feeling of riding a horse, and it was not that comfortable.

Her butt was sore that it hurt. Her horse's hair was flying in front of her. She held the saddle tightly. Bu Xiao could feel her in her arms. Her body gradually became stiff. She hugged her waist tightly and said, "What are you afraid of, baby? I'm behind you, can you fall down?"

On the dark horse, Bu Xiao's leisurely look made his bad and slutty temperament fully reveal. Later, he tied the reins and slowed down, and simply didn't care where his big baby ran. He held the reins freely, simply hugged her from behind, bit her ears on the back of the horse and whispered to her, and secretly kissed her earlobe and neck.

The sunset fell, and a thick and beautiful cloud floated in the distance. The horse slowly walked on the road. Yu Wei leaned her back tightly on Bu Xiao's chest, wrapped in his arms by his arms. He heard the sweet words he had said for a long time. His voice came from behind her, on top of her head, and sometimes directly touched her ears.

"If I could be so comfortable every day, I would buy a horse when I marry you in the future." Bu Xiao said happily, his tone of leisure: "Well... why does this feel so similar to a martial arts novel?"

Then he talked about some of the things that were not available. Yu Wei actually heard Bu Xiao say that he had written martial arts novels himself, and was curious for a moment: "Can you show me?"

"It's fun to write. If you want to see it, I'll take it out for you when you go back to the store. Your writing is a little sour, don't spit it out." Bu Xiao was really embarrassed when he remembered what he wrote in college.

"How is it possible? I will only admire you after reading it. You are still so literary..." Yu Wei sighed: "I can't write it. It's great. You are good at liberal arts and science. If you don't know where your child will go to school in the future, just ask us directly."

Bu Xiao smiled behind her, laughing badly, his voice was down and sexy, and he bit her ear: "Oh, where did that child come from? Hum? Do you want to try it one day? I will make you more comfortable without that layer of rubber..."

As soon as he got dirty, he would never end. Yu Wei had long been accustomed to it. She continued whatever he said, just like she didn't hear it. Now she could occasionally reply a few words that made Bu Xiao choke.

The mood is just about to be happy. The time during the day is fleeting. After falling off the horse's back, Yu Wei watched Bu Xiao perform horse riding and jumping into the barn for himself. His riding skills are really good. I don't know how many years have they played. The owner of the horse farm said that he sold the several horses here.

It seems that he can see business wherever he goes and sells horses. Yu Wei listened to Bu Xiao chatting with the horse farm coach, and during his conversation, he heard that Bu Xiao even sells Tibetan mastiffs.

I thought today's day would end in a very comfortable and relaxed atmosphere. As the sky turned dark, the two of them came out of the horse farm. After getting on the car, Yu Wei saw that there was a missed call on the phone, which was called by Yao Sujuan. She was a little hesitant for a moment. After telling Bu Xiao, Bu Xiao said it was okay. He saw it when he was changing clothes in the locker room just now. The sister-in-law called him twice. He went back. It was nothing big, but Bu Hui had a fever.

"Did she call you to blame?" When the car turned on the headlight and drove again on the road, Yu Wei was a little unhappy: "But Bu Hui had a fever, so this could not be blamed on you. It wasn't you who made him have a fever."

Bu Xiao held the steering wheel, smiled lightly, and then started to look serious and said in a deep voice: "I'll blame me..."

Yu Wei looked at him in confusion, and for a moment she didn't know what to say, but when she heard Bu Xiao's next words, she was really stunned.

"There are two people in this world who will give me whatever I want, one is you and the other is him." Bu Xiao took a deep breath and slowly vomited out: "I have to die for Xiao Hui anytime and anywhere, and I have no reason to refuse... I owe him too much."

What does this mean? Yu Wei looked at Bu Xiao without a joke, but was a little serious. He turned around with the steering wheel, his voice was indescribable and tired, but the corners of his lips were raised and still laughing: "Go home, no matter where he went, he still has to go home."

Originally, she agreed to spend the night at a nearby resort, but in the end she gave up. Before Yuwei could figure out why, Bu Xiao had already turned around and drove towards the city of G. She had a vague guess at this moment, and he was still feeling guilty.

He knew that Bu Hui was in pain and had a fever at this time. After he was not doing well, Bu Xiao felt that he could no longer be free and happy on his own. He could not live easily with himself in a place where no one could see it. It was not because he was afraid of seeing it, but because he couldn't be happy when watching these scenes. The person he felt guilty was himself.

What happened? There must be a hidden secret in his sentence "I owe him too much" just now. Yu Wei could see that Bu Xiao avoided that topic and knew that he didn't want to mention it. He wanted to escape even if he mentioned it, and she would never force him to say it.

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The old building of the Bu family at night was particularly quiet today. Bu Hui's room had been cleaned up, but it had not been time to change the furniture.

Bu Hui's fever had not subsided yet, and his whole body was cold, his teeth were trembling, and the quilt seemed to be wet with sweat. After the sweat became cold, he pressed on his body even colder. He seemed to have seen a scene that he had not remembered for a long time when he woke up.

There was the last piece of braised pork left on a plate. He sat opposite Uncle Fourth, two pairs of chopsticks were fighting for it. He was so small that he couldn't even use chopsticks. Before he could grab the meat, a chopstick in his hand had already flew out. He cried out and suddenly a spatula hit Uncle Fourth's hand. Someone cursed: "Second, you are an uncle, don't grab Xiao Hui!"

He suddenly opened his eyes, and the scene and sound were gone. Bu Hui felt that all his strength was suddenly pulled out of his body. He didn't think too much, but just thought that the piece of meat did finally enter his mouth, but why couldn't he remember what it felt like.

The braised pork tasted like the pain of his mother. He had gradually forgotten it without realizing it...

Moreover, she is not a piece of braised pork. Yuwei is a living person. She is the fourth uncle. It is impossible for the fourth uncle to give her to herself like she is giving her a piece of meat.

He was thinking bitterly. Bu Hui advised herself not to think about it, but she still dreamed of her when she fell asleep. In the dream, she suddenly appeared and walked towards him with a kind of sadness and tender expression. She looked at herself carefully and said softly: "Bu Hui, I am actually teasing you. I don't like your fourth uncle. Have you made you sad?"

There was not even a second of happiness. When Bu Hui woke up the next second, he only saw the light above his head lit up, shaking, only Bu Jingsheng sat on the edge of his bed. His father's back was a little hunched. He suddenly wanted to vomit, sat up, and shouted: "Dad, I want to vomit."

Hearing the movement, Bu Jingsheng quickly turned around. His son's throat was still hoarse. He felt so distressed that he held up the basin without saying a word, patted Bu Hui's back, and let him vomit. All the medicine he had just taken had been spit out, and there was a bitter taste. He watched him vomit completely, and then got into the quilt, and went to sleep with his back to himself. Bu Jingsheng's expression became very stiff in the shadow of the light because of silence.

He really couldn't stand it anymore. The night he couldn't find his son yesterday, he was about to collapse. He followed Yao Sujuan to Xiaohui's counselor's house, and called his son's classmates one by one according to the number in the phone book, but he still couldn't find anyone. When he was about to call the police, he sat at the door of the police station and cried helplessly. He was indeed a cowardly and incompetent coward, but he couldn't find his son, and he was also a white-haired person to send a black-haired person. He really couldn't experience it again.

Yao Sujuan walked in from outside the door and just hung up the phone. She saw her husband sitting by the bed, looking like a puppet, and her eyes were red. She really didn't know what to say. She felt that he might as well stay in the house all day and look at the Buddha's niche all day to make her worry-free.

But the fact that the child cannot find someone overnight is considered a big deal in the Bu family. Because I have experienced it once before, it always makes people feel scared. Last night, Xiao Hui disappeared for so long, and even the old man didn't close his eyes all night, and he wanted to call the fourth brother back and cut him into pieces.

"Where are the four old people?" Bu Jingsheng was silent for a long time, and as if he had come back to life, he slowly turned his face and asked.

"He has something to do." Yao Sujuan responded randomly and decided to hide it for Bu Xiao. She couldn't say that he took Yu Wei out for fun...

She called Bu Xiao and Yu Wei just now, but neither of them could get through. Later, when the fourth brother called back, even she was about to open her mouth and curse. At this critical moment, the fourth brother could still take Yu Wei out. Is he really a big heart or not at all? It is true that he fell in love with Yu Wei. After all, feelings cannot be forced. Xiao Hui is so shaved and has a hot head. It is only a matter of being a man. He is not here to resolve it.

Yao Sujuan saw that Bu Hui's fever had not subsided and fell asleep again, and sighed. Yes, even if the fourth brother came back, Xiao Hui didn't want to see him. What else could he resolve? The uncle and nephew broke up like this, and it would definitely not be possible to get better in a short period of time.

When the door was pushed open, Yao Sujuan quickly came up to meet him. The private doctor entered the room, walked to the bed and checked the drip. When he went out, he winked at her. When he walked out, she heard the doctor ask in a low voice: "Ms. Yao, is the blood type column filled in the wrong? The son and you..."

"That's right, it's not my biological child." Yao Sujuan quietly raised this sentence in her heart.

Obviously everything has passed, over the past decade, the family has been getting better and better day by day, the company is getting bigger and bigger, the second brother is doing well in City B, let alone the third brother. The president is very good, and although the fourth brother is still the same and not very reliable, he may earn the most money in the family. Xiao Hui also burned high incense and was admitted to G University. Since he called himself the first "mom" when he was thirteen years old, he has been getting better and better to himself. Recently, he has made a fortune. On her birthday, she even thought about buying her bags... Everything was going smoothly, like the ancestral tomb of the Bu family, how could he have to mention the old things again overnight?

Yao Sujuan walked to the stairs on the second floor in dismay. Just as she was about to go downstairs, she saw a person slowly stepping onto the stairs, wearing the black coat that she never changed all year round, holding a cigarette in her mouth and putting her hands in her pockets. Who else could it be?
Chapter completed!