Chapter 1410

"Er Xiaofeng, don't you think you are too naive? It's late, I want to rest, good night." Lin Yi finally shook off Er Xiaofeng's big hand, turned around and walked back to the room calmly, Er Xiaofeng looked When she touched the door, she knew that her calmness was all fake, and there must be a storm in her heart.

Knowing that he could control her emotions, Er Xiaofeng was very satisfied, smiled lowly, and did not stop Lin Yi from going back to the room.

After Lin Yi entered the room, he closed the door, leaned against the door, raised his hands to touch both sides of his face, it was a little hot, it must be red face.

Facing Er Xiaofeng, she really blushed easily.

"Lin Yi, good night, I wish you a sweet dream."

The man who made her blush said good night to her through the door.

Lin Yi moved his lips and said in a low voice: "Good night."

No more words for one night.

The next day, Er Xiaofeng took Lin Yi to cut off his long hair, and then took Lin Yi to play around, but left Nan Yun in the celebrity garden. When the call came to Celebrity Garden, Nan Yun hesitated and went to Mu's house to help Mu Hao cook food.

After Er Donghao knew that Nan Yun had gone to Mu's house, he scolded Er Xiaofeng for pushing the good woman who came to his door to Mu Hao. Er Xiaofeng was not at home anyway, and he didn't know when his father scolded Potian. Sneezing can also attract Lin Yi's concern, haha, it's pretty good.

The happy weekend passed very quickly, as if the sun had just risen from the east, and it would sink into the sea in the west in a blink of an eye.

Er Xiaofeng originally planned to take a private plane to Guangcheng on Monday morning, but his father was annoyed at him for pushing Nanyun to Mu's house, and asked him to fly to Guangcheng after dinner, and he had to take Nanyun back with him.

So Er Xiaofeng ate a lot of garlic for dinner.

Seeing his son eating so much garlic, Er Donghao frowned and asked his son, "Little brother, when did you like eating garlic so much?"

Er Xiaofeng ate without changing his face. When he heard his father's question, he glanced at Nanyun and replied, "I have liked garlic since my father betrayed me."

Er Donghao: ...

"Uncle Zhou." Er Xiaofeng didn't count eating garlic by himself, so he called Zhou Xiong over and asked Zhou Xiong, "Do you still have garlic at home? Help me pack a big bag. I will continue to eat after I get on the plane. This garlic is fragrant and spicy, so delicious."

Er Donghao seriously suspects that his son is a ghost.

He remembered that his son didn't eat garlic.

"Uncle Er, I will go to the airport to buy a ticket by myself." Nan Yun knows the reason why Er Xiaofeng eats garlic best. She is afraid that Er Xiaofeng will eat garlic on the plane, and the whole plane will smell of garlic, and she will vomit to death. She couldn't run on the plane, and when she returned to Guangcheng, she would probably vomit and collapse.

Interesting, or go to the airport to buy a plane ticket.

Er Donghao didn't react at first, and said: "Xiaoyun, you are all going to Guangcheng, and you are working in the same company, why bother, just take a private jet with my younger brother, so I can rest assured. You A girl is running around in T City, an unfamiliar place, if something happens, how can I explain to your grandfather?"

"Dad, Pumpkin is three years older than me. I'm not familiar with the place in Guangcheng. If you drive me there, you won't be afraid that something will happen to me. If she wants to buy a plane ticket, she can buy it herself. Pumpkin, you I’ll reimburse you for your air ticket.” Then, Er Xiaofeng generously took out his wallet, took out two thousand yuan, and slapped it heavily in front of Nan Yun, “The air ticket from T City to Guangcheng only costs one More than a thousand, I'll give you two thousand yuan, and I'll let you take a taxi back to the hotel after getting off the plane, and I won't pick you up."

Er Donghao finally understood that his son was trying to refuse to go back to Guangcheng on the same plane as Nan Yun.

"Er Xiaofeng, are you still a man?" Er Donghao scolded his son when he understood.

Er Xiaofeng said ruffiantly: "Dad, don't you know if I'm a man or a woman? Could it be that you think the son you've raised for twenty years is a daughter?"

"Stinky boy, your wings are stiff, dare to contradict your father and me."

"Dad, if this unfilial hat is put on my head, I will be scolded to death by everyone. Take the hat off quickly with your high hand. I am not contradicting your old man, I am stating the facts."

Er Xiaofeng ate garlic again while he was talking, and after eating, he leaned close to his father, put his shoulders on his father's shoulders like brothers, and deliberately blew air on his father's face, the hot air that came out was full of strong Garlic, pungent.

Er Donghao immediately pushed his son away, cursing: "Get out! It stinks, eat so much garlic."

Er Xiaofeng was told to go away by his father, he was not angry, but stood up with a smile on his face, "Father, your son is going to get out of here, don't miss me, I will be back next weekend."

"I don't want you again, and you are not allowed to come back."

"But I miss my dad. I am a filial son. I miss my father like the sea. Not seeing my dad for a day is like three autumns. Not seeing my dad for a week is like a thousand generations..."

A cup smashed towards Er Xiaofeng viciously.

Er Xiaofeng deftly caught the thrown cup, and he yelled: "Aunt Zhang, my father has been educated violently, and he hits me with a cup. If I wasn't agile, he would have smashed my head. Blood flowed in rivers, disfigured, and I seriously doubt my dad is a fake dad."

"It's useless if you call Mu Chen, it's too far away, they can't hear you."

Er Donghao angrily threw another fork over. The fork was not as heavy as the cup, and it fell to the ground before it could reach Er Xiaofeng.

Er Xiaofeng deliberately made a face at his father, "I missed it, haha."

"roll."

"Dad, are you a ball?"

"You're the one with the ball."

"I am a ball, and my father is naturally a ball. I am your son. Dad is not a ball, and neither am I. Since he is not a ball, he will not roll. Dad, please be more polite next time. If Aunt Zhang hears you tell your son to get out , you will be disgusted with you, and then you will not be allowed to enter the door of Mu's house, you will suffer from unrequited love, alas!"

At the end Er Xiaofeng let out a long sigh, thinking of his poor mother.

He immediately suppressed his hippie smile, put the cup back on the table, and left.

Father and son bonded, Er Xiaofeng's expression changed, and Er Donghao knew that he was thinking of his mother.

For his wife, Er Donghao has long felt guilty, but unfortunately his wife is dead, even if he is so regretful, he has no chance to apologize to his wife, let alone compensate her, all he can do is to love the two of them well The child, train the son to be the best family head, give the son the best.

"Little brother."

When Er Xiaofeng walked to the door of the restaurant, Er Donghao suddenly stopped his son.

Er Xiaofeng stopped, turned around and looked at his father. The father who no longer bickered with him seemed to have aged a lot all of a sudden. Er Xiaofeng's heart ached. He always thought that his father was still very young, very young. Ignoring that time is not forgiving, my father is in his fifties this year and is about to enter the ranks of the elderly.