Papa Ding spoke suddenly, his eagle-like eyes narrowed slightly, "How did I teach you before, don't eat or sleep, and concentrate on eating."
Li Yu was overwhelmed by the threatening voice, and didn't dare to fart. This father's love was too terrifying, and he couldn't get used to it all at once.
"Okay, Dad." He obediently responded, lifted the stool and moved to another place, holding the bowl and eating hard.
Sheng Yiming pursed his lips in satisfaction when he heard what he wanted to hear, and let it go as soon as it was good.
Noticing that the people at the table were staring at him strangely, he greeted with a smile, "Stop looking at me, eat the vegetables first, it's getting cold."
? Mr. Sheng, who has always been aloof and treats people as coldly as winter, actually opened his mouth to be courteous in person. This is definitely not the slightest shock to people.
All the subordinates present were overwhelmed by flattery, and wished they could take out their mobile phones to record this unprecedented moment of horror.
Li Yu, who ate a meal, was terrified, but fortunately, the mission target was still obedient, and no other moths were made.
After the meal, the family drove home, and they didn't know if it was an illusion, but Dad Ding seemed to be in a state of anger all the time.
Li Yu was afraid, "1551, do you think the old man has noticed something tricky?"
1551, "I can't tell."
It is said that coughing and love cannot be hidden. Between two lovers who love each other, many things can be expressed without words.
Li Yu panicked and touched his face subconsciously.
I really don't want to suffer again.
He walked up and down the room anxiously, and finally decided to talk to his two brothers first.
There was no one in the second child's room, so Li Yu had no choice but to go to the eldest room, and heard voices coming from inside, and took back his hand that was about to knock on the door.
"1551, live broadcast."
The boss's room is just like his own, simple and calm, without any fancy or brightly colored things.
Aesthetic style and goals are a match.
The second child sat on the sofa opposite the bed, swaying a glass of red wine in his hand, "Intuition tells me that there is another relationship between Xiao Yao and Mr. Sheng."
The boss was silent and didn't say a word.
The second child took out his mobile phone from his pocket, threw it into his eldest brother's arms, and pouted, "Here, see for yourself."
Not to mention the small screen of the mobile phone, it was also reflective. Li Yu couldn't see what was on it, so he quickly asked the system to change the angle.
Now I can see it clearly, it is his elbow secretly poking at the man's lower back.
Fuck it, the second child is too much of a thief, and even took a sneak shot.
Knowing that the matter could not be kept secret, Li Yu knocked on the door and walked in, "Good evening, big brother and second brother."
The younger brother didn't wear the coquettish silk pajamas of the past, but a white vest and shorts that he hadn't seen for a long time. After taking a shower, his hair was wet, like a young onion that had just grown.
But who would have thought that this little green onion would dare to flirt with a man under the nose of the old man, it is so courageous.
The eldest stroked his glasses, coughed in disguise, turned off the phone as if nothing had happened, and handed it back to the second.
"Are you looking for me or your second brother?"
"Look for them all." Li Yu threw a bomb, "I just want to tell you that Sheng Yiming is my boyfriend, the one who is going to get married."
After saying these words for a full minute, the bedroom was so quiet that a needle could be heard.
Just when he was thinking about whether he should say something to ease the atmosphere, the light bulb above his head suddenly flickered, and with a click, the frosted glass lampshade shattered, and the light bulbs inside were directly shattered into slag, falling everywhere on the carpet.
Li Yu was dumbfounded, and he didn't understand what was going on. A gust of wind passed by him, and then there was a click from the corridor behind him, which was the sound of the door being closed and locked.
1551 took the initiative to say, "The door of your room was blown by a gust of wind, it's okay."
After hearing this, Li Yu just wanted to cry, the fart is all right, it's a big deal.
Isn't the rounding up sentence just now an indirect marriage proposal?
The light bulbs have blown, the boss must be crazy with joy.
The boss stared blankly at the ceiling, "What's going on? Why did the lampshade burst when it was good?"
The second child's expression was a little stiff, and he hadn't fully recovered from the shock brought by his younger brother, so he shook his head slightly, "Who knows."
He looked at the young man on the opposite side, opened his mouth, and said in an obscure voice after repeating several times, "Do you know what he is like? Just say marriage."
"Understood." Li Yu said, "Mr. Sheng is a good man."
&nbsbsp;The person on the other side of the receiver did not speak, but he had already come out from under the streetlight, stood in the shadow of the trees, and looked up.
Li Yu met those eyes, and his heart stopped beating for a moment and then accelerated his beating frequency. He said, "Why are you here?"
Sheng Yiming's voice was flat, and what he said made people blush, "I want to tell you personally, I am very happy."
Li Yu couldn't help but want to laugh, and when he realized that he would be seen, he immediately pressed down the corners of his mouth, "Oh."
Downstairs, Sheng Yiming raised his eyebrows, "Come down."
With a reserved face, Li Yu hung up the phone and started to run wildly. When he was in the living room, he braked suddenly.
Dad Ding was staring at the TV and watching the rolling news. He raised a finger and pushed down his glasses with a strong force.
The voice was deep and majestic, "What are you doing in such a hurry at night?"
After speaking, he turned his head to look at the young man, his sharp eyes were like a bone scraping knife, cutting into the young man's skin inch by inch, seeing him thoroughly, "Going out?"
Li Yu nodded, "Go downstairs and buy a pack of cigarettes."
Papa Ding, "I see that you haven't smoked since you came home, so I thought you had quit."
Li Yu answered fluently, "I'm quitting, and I've been able to bear it all afternoon is the limit. Right now, I'm so addicted to smoking."
"Dad." He licked his lips, "I've been smoking for so many years, and I can't quit for a while. I have to do it step by step, right?"
Ding's father was stunned by the word "father". Compared with father, father is obviously more intimate, with a bit of coquettish meaning.
Since his son started rebelling at the age of seventeen or eighteen, he has not heard this name for a long time.
Papa Ding looked over again. The young man was wearing a vest and shorts, house slippers on his feet, his hair was fluffy, and his expression was not as aggressive as before when he faced him. His stone heart, which had experienced strong winds and waves, suddenly softened.
He cleared his throat and waved his hand, "Go and come back."
Unexpectedly, the old man is quite easy to coax, suppressing the excitement of the midnight tryst, Li Yu said, "Okay."
In a blink of an eye, there was no one.
Summer nights are always more lively than winter nights. In the gazebo not far away, there are late-sleeping grandpas and aunts enjoying the shade with palm-leaf fans. Occasionally, cars pass by on the criss-crossing residential roads, with their lights impartial. It happened to take a photo of a black car parked opposite the door of a certain unit.
There were two men sitting in the front row of the car, hugging and kissing each other.
Li Yu's head was held tightly by a big hand, blocking all his escape routes, and he was forced to bear the fierce offensive.
Not long after, the lungs began to lack oxygen.
Sheng Yiming temporarily let go of the young man, his voice became hoarse, "Breathe."
Li Yu was kissed so that nothing but whiteness remained in his brain, and he took an exaggerated deep breath. Before he could swallow it completely, the man pressed his lips up again.
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