Young Man, You Are Too Young, Too Simple

"Count" is a membership-based high-end entertainment club, and the people who come and go are not the upper class.

The best-position box No. 1 was booked early, and there were unwilling people to negotiate, but they whimpered when they saw the invitation list.

That night, the boss behind the "Counts" personally went to the No. 1 to say hello, the service waiters are the best, but it is still difficult to hide the excitement when entering and leaving.

The stars on the table are nothing, they have too many people who have money and people, but the characters who were invited today are really unexpected. The man who had been in the wind has rarely attended the dinner in the past three years. Today, he was actually hit. The waiter who finished the food was excited and couldn’t help but admire the man’s looks and temperament in the hallway.

It’s been overwhelming, and the clear voice of a young boy has come in: “Excuse me, is Mr. Han in the first box?”

In the "Count," private discussion of the guests is a big taboo, the two people who could not resist for a while seeing a strange teenager, greatly relieved.

One of them immediately politely replied: "Hello, I am sorry, we are not in a position to disclose the information of the guests. If you need help, please let me take you to the service desk for advice."

Although the juveniles in front of them are somewhat eye-catching, the people who come in here are not in any way provoked by the civilians.

The teenager shook his head in disappointment, or smiled: "No, thank you."

The waiter had just had a good impression on this modest and courteous boy, and he saw him turning and rushing to the first box, the speed, the momentum, how a domineering!

The two were dumbfounded. After the reaction, they chased after they pulled their legs. Unfortunately, the boy’s movement was one step faster and he pushed the door open.

Han Jinwen in the box looked up and saw his son.

In the past three years, Luo Shitu’s original thin body has been stretched out. Because Han Jinwen’s selfish considerations are delicious and delicious, the whole person is white and fat, and he looks at it, but he feels very good.

His facial features are not as refined as Han Xiaonian, but his eyebrows are clear, especially a pair of smart eyes. He immediately shines, standing there and laughing, can soften Han Jinwen's heart into a pool of water.

In the past three years, the man’s love for the adopted child has reached a realm, and the fingers can be strained to feed the rice. At the beginning, due to the recognition of Han Xiaonian’s identity, the external storm caused by the official move into the Korean family gradually subsided under Han Jinwen’s favor of adopting children. Han Xin and Han Xiaonian, in the end, scornful and heavy, outsiders dare not easily judge, can only sigh Han Jinwen really unpredictable.

Of course, let alone ask Luo Shitu, just ask the Han family cook, he can certainly say the answer - heart, that must!

It can be said that Luo Shitu used three years to brush the good feelings without white brush, although the process is quite long, Hao Hao also brushed Han Jinwen's good feelings to 92, during the period of wit cute and good-looking shape symbol to serve other Han people, by the way With Han Xiaonian’s wits, he’s got 600 points, and life is not too full.

When Luo Shitu opened the box door, he saw two or three well-known big stars. One of the most recent movie stars was being squatted by a middle-aged man. The movie star was a very beautiful young man, so he could not bear it. I saw a few more eyes.

Han Jinwen noticed that his son’s gaze fell on the movie star, and his heart was uncomfortable and frowned.

The two waiters who had just chased him saw his frowning expression, and he was scared to look white. He hurriedly went to Luo Shudu. "I am sorry Mr. Han, this child does not know how to rush in and rushed in. I am really sorry that we have no time to stop. ......"

Han Jinwen stared at his hand on the shoulder of Luo Zhe, and his voice was cold: "Heart, come over."

Heart? The two waiters stared at each other, was it called...

Luo Shutu screamed and said: "Dad." Step by step, don't mention more.

{ Sao years, loaded b skills get! }

Hey, he flattened his mouth and went to Han Jinwen and said, "You can’t go home to eat today, so I won’t come back later!”

Han Jinwen glanced at the waiter at the door and lifted his chin slightly. The two men were as big as they were, and they quickly closed the door.

"How did the heart come in?" The man looked at the other people on the table as nothing, let the teenager sit next to himself, and smashed a shrimp ball. "Dad just thought that you liked this the most."

Luo Shutu bite the shrimp ball and vaguely said: "I let Wang Shushu drive over... Probably um... sneak in with others... a bit salty."

Like to flash other people's eyes, Han Jinwen took a spoonful of broth, and he was skillfully feeding the past. He also carefully touched the corner of Luo Dutu's mouth with a hand.

"What do you want to eat when you go home and punish you?"

"That, I am hungry." Luo Shutu spoiled with a small grievance, eyes watching the big lobster motionless, the deputy is very cute.

"Two young masters want this?" Xu Xi smiled and picked up a piece, put it in a small dish and handed it over.

Luo Shitu sees it as a popular little student who looked at his own eyes before, and he politely laughed back. His squeakyness is only for Han Jinwen.

"Thank you." He said that he pushed Han Jinwen, "Daddy gave me a kiss, hurry."

Han Jinwen glanced at Xu Xi with a warning, and re-clamped a piece to feed his son, not giving face at all.

Xu Xi’s expression did not change, as if she did not see the gloating on the star face.

The intention is to talk about the other people who want to talk about things, look at the interaction between the father and son, completely degenerate into a set.

Until Luo Shitu had a good night's sleep, Han Jinwen squatted on his shoulders and there was no topic on the dinner table. The cold field came to the end.

I have to say something about my meal but I haven’t got anything, not at all. At least people who have visited the father and son have recognized the fact that Han Jinwen’s favorite child is not made up. So there are some problems in the future, but you can please Han Han less, even if you can't ask for good, don't offend.

Because Luo Shitu, if Han Jinwen is not necessary to go to the dinner, he enjoys spending time with his son. It’s just that the time of the dinner is not in the right time. Luo Shitu naturally wants to make a small fuss, but when he sees it, he will receive it. The next morning, he will sprinkle a little, and when he comes back from school at night, it will be fine.

The dining table is always a great place to exchange feelings. From Han Xiaonian’s hard work and go home, the touching details of the soup can be reflected.

{Sage year, grab a man's heart to grab his stomach first! Learn something~( ̄▽ ̄)/}

{I am taking the route, thank you =_=}

As usual, Han Xiaonian personally put Tang Duan on the table, Luo Shutu waited for him to hold a bowl, and this time only Han Jinwen's share, he immediately pouted. Such a slap-and-slap gesture is also the life of his 16-year-old boy, not only not brain-destroy, but natural.

"Little brother, why don't I..."

The nominal younger brother licked his red lips, his eyes glaring at the soup pot, his face disappointed, his appearance, but he was unexpectedly unpleasant.

The opponent is so simple and cute, and his own means have repeatedly failed, just a coincidence? Han Xiaonian sneered in his heart, and when he loved it, he was really a chess player, and he couldn’t move anyone.

"This is only a daddy to drink, be careful not to grow up." He smiled softly, explaining very generously, without tweaking.

{∑(゚Д゚) Oh, the leak will not be aphrodisiac? ! }

{Sao is good wit! According to the accurate analysis of this sama, this soup contains bullwhip, beef bone soup, hen, Cistanche, medlar, **** and appropriate amount of each color. Do you want to consider going to bed climbing tonight? (≧∇≦)}

{Good to leave. }

"My younger brother is eccentric... obviously I am sixteen years old, hehe." Luo Shitu said dissatisfiedly, his eyes staring at Han Jinwen's soup bowl.

Han Jinwen looked at Han Xiaonian unconsciously and said: "Eat, let's go to the soup kitchen. You are still going to school, so you don't get tired." After that, he reached out and pinched a face of Luo Shitu and took him again. The bowl full of meat clips is mostly halfway, the tone is not heavy

Training, "Catch so much meat? Eat vegetables."

It’s clear at a glance.

Han Xiaonian looked down at Luo Shitu, who was muttering "Don't spinach," and lowered his eyes.

Oh, it’s a happy child. I won the darling of all my father’s love just one step ahead of myself...

What if one day, when the dust falls? He really looks forward to...

{Warning, warning, Xiaobailian blackened the shackles, Sao Nianxiu loves to die fast, please pay attention to personal safety~}

{What excitement is your tone?}

Luo Shutu’s Han Xiaonian, who smiled softly to himself, shakes down a goosebump, and eggs. I want to write this book called #为神马女主和小受 always blacking# Well!

After dinner, the family of three were busy, and there was no chance to brush their feelings. Then at ten o'clock, Luo Shitu will go to Han Jinwen's bedroom to eat a small night owl. Under normal circumstances, Xiao Bailian, who is obedient and obedient, will not ask for a nightingale. This is a very convenient way to toss out the nighting habits of Luo Shitu. door.

Today's little nightingale is the wine-making Xiaoyuanzi that Luo Shutu has been grinding for a long time. When the butler comes up, he can't wait to reach out and hold it.

Han Jinwen took a shot on the back of his hand and took the thief's paw back. He took a spoon and gave him a small bowl, and there wasn't a single number.

"Dad!" Luo Shitu looked at the poor little round in the small bowl, and the whole face was wrinkled together. "Too little..."

Han Jinwen ignored the pleading eyes, gave himself a bowl and immediately let the butler take away the rest.

"Dad..." Luo Shidu had finished eating a small bowl in a small bowl and looked at Han Jinwen.

It’s true that I didn’t let my son eat the nightingale alone. It’s a bit of a mouthful to eat into the hospital someday. Han Jinwen was unmoved and continued to eat his own food without delay.

Luo Shitu looked at the round and rounded heart of the spoon, smelling the faint scent of the wine, and the saliva would flow down.

When Han Jinwen calmly ate a few mouthfuls, and then looked at his son, the man whose emotions were not exposed revealed a big laugh.

Luo Shitu was fooled by his sudden smile, holding a small bowl that he had tried to lick the residue after he had finished drinking the soup. He said innocently: "...Dad?"

Laughing, you don’t want to give Laozi a drink and drink soup.

Under the orange light, the teenager slightly tilted his head, the soft hair showed a transparent glow, and the pink tongue tipped the lower lip corner, leaving a trace of water.

Han Jinwen uncontrollably fell his eyes on his loose shirt collar, the delicate collarbone, and the young man’s body...

"father?"

He glanced up and looked up at the doubtful eyes of Luo Duo, the black eyes clearly reflected his shadow.

Han Jinwen was inexplicably irritated, and his heart was like a suffocating suffocation. He couldn’t keep up. He pulled his collar and his face faded cleanly. He said softly: "Nothing, go to bed early." ""

{叮——The man's main good feeling is -2, the current good feeling: 90. Oh, Sao years~}

……This unscientific! Laozi’s hue actually drops the good feeling. How ugly is this? !

"Dad..." Luo Shutu looked at him worriedly, opened his mouth and didn't know how to say it.

Han Jinwen pressed his temples and didn't look at his son: "Go." Just finished, his face fell cold and soft, and it was fleeting.

Obviously, it is a kiss.

"Dad good night!" After the other party finished, they ran on the ground and ran away.

Han Jinwen was there, for a moment, raising his hand and touching it, it seems that there is still a warm place, his eyes are dark. 2k novel reading network