Chapter 19:

Chapter Nineteen
In a blink of an eye, the atmosphere of the Spring Festival is getting stronger and stronger.
Wen Yu rubbed Zhao Zheng last night and promised to buy New Year's goods together today. In fact, he asked Zhao Zheng to go out to play. His job has already quit, and there is a Spring Festival left in the winter vacation. Now Wenyu is thinking of chasing his uncle Zhao. He naturally does not want to spend time on part-time work.
Anyway, tuition is enough.
"Ha, it's so cold." Wen Yu spoke coldly, naturally holding Zhao Zheng's arm, and said seriously: "We'll go to the supermarket to buy new year's goods."
Since it is an excuse, it must be in place.
Zhao Zheng speaks very well, and his work is handled by his subordinates. Accompanying Wen Yu to do what ordinary people have to do is also different.
The two drove to the supermarket. Zhao Zheng's car, Wen Yu sat in the co-pilot's face with novelty, maybe his eyes were not concealed, Zhao Zheng did not look back, said: "I drive so curiously?"
"See you for the first time." Wen Yu chatted and curiously said: "Uncle, do you have an ID card?"
Zhao Zheng nodded and said, "You are looking in my pocket."
Wen Yu leaned over and turned over Zhao Zheng's clothes pocket with one hand, which was originally empty. He touched suddenly a hard card. When Wen Yu took it out, he deliberately touched Zhao Zheng's refined and strong waist belly.
Seeing Uncle Zhao's expression did not change, a little disappointed, when can I see Uncle Zhao's other look. From recognition to the present, Uncle Zhao's expression is indifferent to all expressions, even now it is faint, laughter also has a smile in his eyes, and the number of laughter refers to the clear head count.
After parking the car, Zhao Zheng took Wen Yu's shoulders and went to the supermarket. Wen Yu pushed the car. He didn't know what was lacking at home. It seemed that he had everything to eat and drink.
Sugar, sunflower seeds, peanuts, and some snacks and fruits.
However, there are a lot of people in these areas, and they do activities during the New Year. At this time, everyone's pocket money is not money, and it must be clean to feel comfortable. Wen Yu pushed the station out of the crowd and looked up at Zhao Zheng.
"What do you want to eat and let the butler come to buy it." Zhao Zheng finished, and might want to make up for Wen Yu's shopping, and said, "Where else do you want to go?"
Originally, Wenyu bought excuses for excuses, and now it is better to save time by not buying things. He checked the route early and chose this shopping mall and the supermarket movie theater restaurant. Wen Yu glanced at his watch. "It's still too early, let's go to the movies with my uncle."
There were many movies on the Spring Festival stalls. The two set off early and bought tickets. There were not many people in the movie theater.
I was watching a domestic movie. When the male and female host went through kisses and kissed together, Wen Yu looked at Zhao Zheng quietly. Zhao Zheng looked down and looked back. When he saw Wen Yu looking at him, he was stunned. He quickly looked away.
At that moment, I thought of how the child felt when he kissed him last time.
Wen Yu saw that Zhao Zheng looked away, slightly disappointed, but more setbacks, not energetic now, every day to change his way to seduce his uncle Zhao is now Wen Yu's favorite thing.
At the end of the movie, Wen Yu was already hungry and deliberately fell on Zhao Zheng's arm. He said, "Uncle, I'm so hungry."
"Cunning." Zhao Zheng didn't agree with the boy being so squeamish, but said involuntarily: "What do you want to eat?"
Wen Yu just wanted to hear Zhao Zheng's concern, and casually pointed to a restaurant, which was engaged in activities, the atmosphere was lively, and there were balloons at the door. The two of them happened to be seated and were lucky.
After ordering the meal, the waiter added tea, and Zhao Zheng suddenly said: "Can you give me one balloon?"
The waiter froze, looked at the two of them, and smiled and said politely: "Okay, wait a minute." In fact, the balloon was only delivered to the children, but the guest asked, especially this one, although she used polite words, but she did not Dare to say no.
"Uncle, do you still want to play with balloons?" Wen Yu asked knowingly.
"For you."
Waiting for a while, the waiter delivered the balloon, which was still pink. Zhao Zheng nodded when he saw it, and looked at Wen Yu slightly with satisfaction: "It's quite suitable for your temper." After that, he reached out and tied his hand to the Wen Yu chair.
Wen Yu blushed, not a joy, but a bashful one.
Uncle Zhao must have known that he deliberately provoked him, so he was so scornful.
The living room was filled with children holding balloons. Only a young man like Wenyu had a pink balloon tied to his chair, which really attracted attention. Not far away, a couple of couples saw it. The sweet and charming girl saw Zhao Zheng tying balloons for Wen Yu. She was a little enchanted. The boyfriend opposite saw her girlfriend in a daze and watched the past. Engage in basics. "
"Don't talk nonsense, people are uncle and nephew." The girl retorted.
The expression on the man ’s face,
Sweet, you are too simple. I have seen too much of this relationship. The young man likes the older one at first glance, but the older ones are also quite there. Money, the watch on my hand is at least a million. Gee, now I play with this one. "
His girlfriend is Ji Tiantian. He heard a bit of consternation on her face and looked at Wen Yu. When she saw Wen Yu ’s sweet smile, she felt tight in her heart and dared not think about it any more, but the more she thought about it, the more she thought about it. Wen Yu said that he liked someone, and his mind was so confused that he forgot to ask his boyfriend why he knew so much about this and knew so much.
Wen Yu didn't know that Ji Tiantian met. They sat on the table and the food had just come up. A man wearing gold-framed glasses led a little boy over. The little boy was seven or eight years old and looked cute and cute. cute.
The man with glasses looked at Zhao Zheng and said, "It's a coincidence." He looked at Wen Yu and introduced with a smile: "I'm Lu Feng, the dean of Renai Hospital. I have seen you once, but you all fainted. Maybe I have no memory. This is my son Huahua. "
The little boy slyly called people: "Good brother, good uncle."
Wen Yu smirked, Uncle Zhao's turn was his uncle, he smiled and said: "I am Wen Yu, hello Huahua."
"Use together?" Zhao Zheng asked.
Lu Feng shook his head, "Huating went to buy yoghurt. We sat at the table and came over to say hello." Chong Wenyu said with a smile, "You use it slowly." He led his son back to the other table.
When someone left, Wen Yu curiously said: "Uncle, is Mr. Lu your friend? The children in his family are really cute."
"It's a friend." Zhao Zheng said uncomfortably.
Wen Yu gave Zhao Zheng Anli the signature salt crispy chicken, put a chicken wing on Zhao Zheng's plate, and said, "A friend is a friend, where can I count?"
"I had no friends before." Zhao Zheng looked at Wen Yu looking at him expectantly, moved his chopsticks to taste, and nodded: "Not bad."
Wen Yu nibbled at the other one, just about to talk, but his eyes moved away. After a while, his eyes widened. Baba said, "Uncle, Mr. Lu is very close to a boy."
"It is Huating." Zhao Zheng introduced, saying: "Lu Feng and Huating are together, Huahua is their son."
Wen Yu was embarrassed to smile at Hua Ting, and looked back awkwardly, very embarrassed, and whispered: "Huating just saw me saying hello to me, and I thought Mr. Lu was carrying his wife and the boy was too close."
Because with the child, Wen Yu subconsciously judged that Lu Feng was married and married. This will let Lu Feng Huating feel relieved, no longer worry about blindly, concentrate on eating.
After eating and paying the bill, Zhao Zheng took Wen Yu to greet Lu Feng in the past.
"If the fifth day and the sixth day are all right, you can come to my house to play, everyone will come." Lu Feng smiled.
Huating said, "Yeah, everyone is in Beijing anyway, and there are more people in the crowd."
Zhao Zheng looked to Wen Yu and asked Wen Yu to make a decision. Wen Yu was a little surprised, his eyes widened, with the pink balloon in his hand, and it was really a little dull. Zhao Zheng rubbed Wen Yu's curly hair, and said to Lu Fenghuating: "Then bother."
When the two of them walked out of the restaurant, Wen Yu still felt a little embarrassed. He must have been stupid just now, but he didn't expect that Uncle Zhao would let him make a decision.
Going back to the car, Wen Yu knew that Lu Feng Huating and some of his friends were all known by Uncle Zhao when he woke up. It can also be said that because these people opened the door of Tiangong, Uncle Zhao would wake up.
"Sounds amazing."
This world is becoming more and more fantasy.
It did n’t take two days until the 30th of the year. On that day, it was snowing, and the courtyard of the villa fell to a thick layer. Wenyu did n’t want anyone to clean it. When the sky was dark, he took Zhao Zheng ’s hand to the courtyard. Firecrackers were banned in the city, Wen Yu pinched a small firework in the yard, and he squeezed it into Uncle Zhao who was standing and watching him play. He smiled and said: "When I was a kid, I would shoot with my brother at this time , But Yuncheng rarely has such a heavy snowfall. "
Now that the New Year atmosphere is getting weaker and weaker, Wen Yu thought that Uncle Zhao had not felt the atmosphere of the modern Spring Festival, so he put a few fireworks in his hands, and his face was red because of the cold, and the ice in his hand was terrible. Zhao Zheng turned back with a black face and strong arms.
Standing in the porch Wenyu changing slippers, he heard Uncle Zhao's cold voice: "Boiling tea."
The housekeeper went down to prepare.
Seeing that there was some snow falling from the treetops on Wen Yu's shoulder, Zhao Zheng reached out and brushed away Wen Yu. Wen Yu raised his head and met Uncle Zhao's eyebrows with dissatisfaction.
"It's not too cold ..." Wen Yu's guilty breath was also weak.
Zhao Zheng's hand stayed in Wenyu's curly hair. When he saw Wenyu with such slight counsel, he suddenly smiled. Wen Yu saw this, and quickly said: "It's not cold, don't believe Uncle, you touch my hand, it's very hot." Put your hot hand into Zhao Zheng's hands.
Zhao Zheng squeezed twice subconsciously, Wen Yu's fingers were slender but his palms were soft, and he felt good, Zhao Zheng swept down Yu Yu's palms again.
Wen Yu shrank his hand, and the palm of his hand was tickled, and his heart was tickled. He could not help but looked up into Zhao Zheng's restrained and deep eyes.
The atmosphere was a bit ambiguous at once.
The author has something to say:
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