Less than half an hour after Ye Cheng ran away, Ye Chunhui could not stand the gossip of Queen Mother Lin, and grabbed his son and prepared to take a shower together.

The father and son both drank wine, but they didn't drive. They both pulled their slippers and leisurely walked along the alternate shadows under the street lights.

Since Ye Cheng's high school, he rarely took a walk with the old man.

At the beginning, I was ignorant and always felt that I was under too much pressure by my father.

I have grown up and lost time, but these are actually excuses. Communication between father and son is always so difficult.

"Seeing the leaves, see if you can touch them taller than me now!"

The old man drank some wine, and with his childlike heart, he pointed to the leaves hanging from the trees on the sidewalk on the roadside, and looked at Ye Cheng provocatively.

Before Ye Cheng could reply, he ran up and rushed over...

Ye Chunhui, who is now in his forties, is far more calm than Fatty Ye of the same age in his previous life and has a good figure management, but he forgot that he was wearing slippers.

As a result, although I touched the leaves, the flip flops on my feet were stepped on.

Looking at the embarrassed old man, Ye Cheng's eyes turned red as he smiled.

This scene often happened in junior high school. Ye Chunhui was not that busy at that time. He would pick up Ye Cheng on time every day. On the way home, he pointed at the leaves, helped him run and touched them like now.

Then he looked at Ye Cheng who had not grown taller yet, and was anxious and laughed.

Time always steals the youth of parents inadvertently. When you react, the wind and frost have already climbed up to their temples...

"Stop having fun, give me shoes."

Before Ye Cheng could turn into literary vocabulary, he was interrupted by the old man's "unreasonable" request.

"It's so bad..."

Ye Cheng muttered, and changed into the slippers that had already opened.

"Come up and carry you a piece."

The old man changed into slippers and squatted down, signaling Ye Cheng to come up.

"Take it down... can't we take a taxi? Why do I say that I am also a small boss with a net worth of tens of millions..."

"Don't talk nonsense."

"oh"

Looking at Ye Chunhui with a stern face, Ye Cheng lay down on his conditioned reflex. As long as the old man had a tiger face, Ye Cheng would definitely be timid immediately. After all, it was a psychological shadow from childhood to adulthood.

"When you were eight years old, you went to Yanjing for the first time... Huh... but you were not suitable for the environment and didn't eat much for two days. I carried you for two days. As a result, I carried you away for a while... Huh... I got panting, and I was still old."

Ye Chunhui's breathing began to become heavy before he walked half a street.

"Dad, I'm only eight years old. Now I'm half a head taller than you, hey!! Car... hurry up!"

Ye Cheng on the old man's back was like a child with a stick made of more than 200 months old. He waved his arms wildly and finally stopped a taxi.

"Shangshan Mansion."

Ye Chunhui, who got in the car, was a little depressed and reported the destination, so he stopped talking.

He has always been unwilling to accept the fact that his son has grown up.

There was nothing to say along the way. Although the father and son returned to silence, they felt that the distance between them was closer.

...

In the bathing culture of Liaocheng, local well-known people basically have their own exclusive wardrobe in the best bathing center.

"Brother Ye is here, Qiu'er, hurry up and take the cards and bath basket for Brother Ye. Emma, ​​this is Xiaocheng. It's so big in a flash, and the longer you grow, the more handsome you become, it's just like your father carved it out of the same mold..."

As soon as the old man entered the bathing room, the lobby manager who was still charming came over.

A "true and sincere" flattery can be directly punished by Ye Cheng.

"Okay, stop busy, I'll take my son to a bath."

"Okay, I'll send you the tea and fruit tray later. Please..."

Ye Cheng looked at the old man with inexplicable eyes throughout the whole process. Although he knew that those flatteries were false, who didn't like to listen to good things? Anyway, the old man's little eyes were filled with joy.

The men's magnificent corridor was full of service staff. As soon as the father and son changed their slippers and walked over, everyone on both sides bent down neatly:

"Men's bath reception, two VIPs!"

"Supreme, welcome you!"

After the neat slogan, the younger brother at the door had already taken the hand card and left the old man in the bath basket, and led the two into the bathhouse politely.

"Tsk tsk... It turns out that this is Dad's happiness!"

...

In the misty hot pool, Ye Cheng's whole body was soaked in, and he folded a piece of tofu with a cool hand towel and applied it to his head.

The old man crossed his legs on the edge and leisurely slipped in the tea.

"Ye Cheng..."

"Um?"

Ye Cheng in the pool quickly sat upright. When his parents called the full name, they were either angry or had something to talk about. Judging from the old man, they should want to talk to themselves about how to develop their career more calmly...

"Who is your girlfriend?"

"Oh……"

He laughed awkwardly... Ye Cheng, who was self-inflicted, sank back into the pool and thought to himself:

I didn’t expect that you, the old man with thick eyebrows and small eyes, also betrayed... This is not the warmth of father and son, it is clearly a detailed work sent by Queen Mother Lin.

Just as Ye Cheng was worried about how to deal with the old man, the familiar ringtone rang, and the sound of the Phoenix Legend was like the sound of nature at this moment.

"You are the most beautiful cloud in my sky~ Let me~"

"Hey, ah? Then I'll go there now."

Ye Cheng hung up the phone and looked at the old man with a smirk, saying:

"Dad~ Jiang An celebrates his birthday today. He is waiting for me to have dinner, so I will leave first~"

"Get out, get out."

Ye Chunhui quickly waved his hand. Although he knew that his son was talking lies with his eyes open, Ye Cheng's coquettish look was really disgusting.

…………

“I am such a man who is hurt by love!

It’s just that I loved so stupidly and honestly!!

Your simplicity is better than all my stupidity!

I believe all the lies!!

I'm such a man hurt by love

Keep your remaining residual heat!

I asked you ten thousand times why you have the heart to hurt me too much!!”

…………

When Ye Cheng arrived at KTV, Lin Yu, who was drunk, was grabbing the microphone, wailing heart-wrenchingly.

Jiang Ansheng sat in the corner with no desire. Li Zhuo and Su Ya on the opposite side seemed to have completely blocked the outside world, and were very disgusting to feed each other fruits.

Seeing the operation of this pair of dogs and women, Lin Yu howled even louder......

"Damn, you're here. Including this time, he's already howling 5 times!!! Do you know how I spent this night!!!"

"Lin Yu has drunk this way, so he can't play the cards anymore, why don't I go back first..."

Jiang An rushed over and grabbed Ye Cheng who was about to escape at the door.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!!"
Chapter completed!