Chapter 255:

Lu Man glanced at it and didn't think too much. She sat over and had a meal together and asked the two little guys to eat more.
Everyone slept especially early this night.
After eating, Lu Man wanted to take them down for a walk to digest food, but before he could go any further, he fell asleep, and the melon also looked a little sleepy.
She picked up and yo, by the way, greeted the winter melon to go to bed together.
Lu Man tucked the quilt for them, leaving only a small night light, but he took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Teacher Zhu.
The address was sent, and after the answer was confirmed over there, she put her heart down, put her phone away, and fell asleep after a while.
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At night, winter melon, who should have been sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes quietly.
There is also a small light on in the room, which outlines the outline.
He glanced around, and the other two slept soundly.
Winter gourd's smart eyes flashed with satisfaction, squirming his body like a silkworm pupa, from the head of the bed to the end of the bed.
When he got out of bed lightly, Lu Man and Yoyo showed no signs of waking up.
Winter Melon took out his mobile phone, and it was less than eleven.
He put the phone in his pocket, picked up a jacket obediently, and carefully picked up the room card, opened the door and walked out.
Before closing the door, he deliberately glanced in the direction of the big bed, he was still asleep, and then he let go.
The lights in the promenade were still on, after all, it was not late at night.
Winter Melon glanced left and right, walked in the direction of the elevator, pressing something on the phone with his hand.
Before reaching the elevator, Xu Feng suddenly emerged from the stairwell and said with a smile: "Little Master, here and here."
Winter Melon was startled, and his eyes were still shocked when he looked up.
But he quickly sorted out his expression, and at the same time he coughed slightly, and said seriously: "What are you sneaking in there."
This looks very much like Bo Yehan, but Xu Feng was faintly afraid when he saw Bo Yehan's expression.
Seeing the appearance of winter melon, the more you look, the more cute it becomes.
He was still smiling, his eyes fell on his curly hair, and his hands were a little stupid.
Of course, in the end Xu Feng still held back and didn't touch it. He was afraid that Winter Melon would accuse him in front of his husband on the charge of his treason.
Xu Feng pressed the elevator, and the two of them entered together.
Winter Melon secretly gave him a few more glances, in return for his almost embarrassing revenge for being shocked.
The elevator moved up slowly, and Donggua pressed the phone again, and there were a few chat records on it.
The person who sent the message to him only had a serial number, no remarks.
Winter Melon kicked the phone in his pocket, wrapped his chest coolly, lowered his voice and said, "He is ready?"
Xu Feng: "..."
Such lines seem to be an illegal transaction.
Xu Feng was embarrassed, and quickly cooperated: "Yes, Mr. is already waiting."
As he finished speaking, the elevator dinged to the place.
Winter Melon raised his eyes, snorted, and walked out. The little man who was not as tall as Xu Feng's thighs just walked out of a 1.8-meter-high momentum.
Until he walked up the stairs without hesitation.
Xu Feng quickly coughed slightly, and said awkwardly: "Little Master, here, here."
Winter Melon turned his head and put two small hands in his coat pockets: "I know, I just go there to take a look."
Xu Feng glanced at the place he had just visited, and it was empty.
He was speechless, thinking silently in his heart, maybe the young master is to see if the air over there is fresher.
The sound of winter melon going upstairs was thumping, and the stairs flashed with subtle frequencies.
Xu Feng followed him and saw that he had successfully met with Bo Yehan, and he stood at the door with peace of mind.
A few hours ago, while Lu Man was taking a bath, Winter Melon received a text message from Bo Yehan.
Meet him?
Winter Melon nodded his chin.
Bo Yehan's original words were: "Is there time tonight? We two have a chat, just the two of us."
This wording feels a bit irritating.
So Donggua replied without hesitation at the time: "Okay, then your rooftop last night."
Mommy was still playing on the rooftop in the middle of the night last night, but he wanted to see what was fun.
Winter Melon stepped onto the rooftop with a cold face, but when he raised his eyes casually, he was shocked.
There are too many stars, and the moon is so round, it seems that it can be taken off by just reaching out.
In the impression of winter melon, only when I was very young when I was in a foreign country, I saw such a beautiful starry sky.
He was immersed in this beautiful scene, and now he understood why his mummy had to run so late last night.
He stood still, but Bo Yehan waited patiently.
When I met with winter melon today, he did not prepare wine, but some small snacks.
When Winter Melon came back to his senses, I saw him looking at him with a serious face. The moonlight was shining behind him, as if he looked extraordinarily handsome.
Winter Melon looked around and cleared his throat in embarrassment.
But when he thinks that he will be more handsome than him in the future, Winter Melon feels happy.
He walked over with a straight face, and asked coldly: "What do you want to talk to me?"
As soon as the voice fell, Bo Yehan stretched out his hand without hesitation, and rubbed his head.
Winter Melon was shocked, and quickly protected her hair, jumped back anxiously, and said in a hurry, "What are you doing to attack me!?"
There was a sudden scent of speech and I didn't know what was going on.
Bo Yehan looked at him with a vivid expression that was different from usual, with a smile on his lips.
He slowly withdrew his hand unfinishedly, and deliberately lowered his voice: "Your sleeping hair is up, I will tidy it up for you."
"Huh?" He said too much of a matter of course. Winter Melon had some doubts that he was telling the truth.
He remembered that when he was out of the room, he had indeed forgotten to fix his hairstyle and forgot to look in the mirror.
Winter Melon wrinkled her small face, a little annoyed, her little curly hair was cool and handsome, but every time she slept, she lost her shape. She looked like a cute poodle with no momentum at all.
He raised his eyes and subconsciously glanced at Bo Yehan's well-behaved short hair, stretched out his hand and pulled his hair twice, and gave himself a simple hairstyle.
The corner of Bo Yehan's mouth opened with a smile, and his thin lips lightly opened: "Don't look, your curls are inherited from your grandpa."
In the photos of grandpa when he was young, his hair was also short and fluffy, which looked vigorous.
Later, I got older and cut a lot shorter, so I didn't really see the original scrolls.
Unexpectedly, the facial features of winter melon are similar to him, but he inherited his grandfather's scroll.
Winter Melon lowered his mouth, and then slowly said: "Then it seems that Grandpa is also a rare beautiful man."
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