I Have Paid Too Much For This Home

Su Xingchen looked at his hand that was taken back by the owner of the house, embarrassed, and said, "This gentleman is really joking." In addition to such a round, he didn't know what else to do.

However, the owner of the house was as poisonous as ever. Mr. Han was very young and handsome, but he was described as a greasy middle-aged old man.

Su Xingchen was a fool and could see that the two did not deal with it.

"Two gentlemen, let's go up together." Su Xingchen tried to control the white-hot atmosphere.

... but no one seemed to listen to him.

Han Muzheng and Yu Fengxing, two equally tall and erect men, stood on the opposite side of each other, and no one was allowed to let them; two eyes that looked like Jianguang collided fiercely in the air, sparking with sparks.

"Don't go too far," Han Muzhen approached Yu Fengxing and whispered, "I respect you as my father's student, but it doesn't mean you can get involved in my private affairs."

Over the years, Professor Han has been celebrating the holidays, and he always likes to take Yu Fengxing home for dinner. Once he or she goes, he has a good relationship with the Han family.

Professor Han's and Mr. Han's love for Yu Fengxing, Han Muzhen disdains, but Yu Fengxing is very cunning and insidious. In front of his elders and in front of him, it is completely two!

Anyway, Han Muxun did not appreciate Yu Fengxing as a lone wolf as sharp. Even after Yu Fengxing left Beijing and started a successful business in S City, this year he even ranked among the top 30 in the nation's rich list, which cannot change his view on Yu Fengxing.

Moreover, afterwards, Yu Fengxing also broke the fact that Han Muxun was gay. Since then, every time Yu Fengxing sees Han Muxun, he has a colored vision of looking at garbage scum.

This is very wrong with Yu Fengxing. He doesn't have any opinion on gay, but just has an opinion on the behavior of old beasts like Han Muzhen who specializes in small boys.

Yu Fengxing didn't care about Han Muzhen's warning, saying, "I didn't intervene in your private affairs. I intervened in his personal affairs."

With Yu Fengxing's words, Su Xingchen saw a finger pointing at himself.

Su Xingchen: "..."

what's going on!

"Oh? What's your relationship?" The subject of this question was changed to Su Xingchen, whose fate finally hit me.

Sting and pond fish.

Su Xingchen thought.

However, Mr. Han seemed to be fainted by the owner. As one of the victims who had also experienced how angry the owner's mouth was, Su Xingchen was also embarrassed to stand by.

"Mr. Han, it's the first time for me and Mr. Yu to meet." Su Xingchen thought smoothly: "But I saw Mr. Yu as usual."

That's right.

Han Muzhen immediately froze, and Junyi's face was particularly wonderful.

The starry eyes with awesome eyes deeply looked at Su Xingchen: "It turned out to be the first time to meet ..." A person who had a good impression on Han Muxuan said that he would see the same thing once when he met Yu Fengxing, and still knew that Yu Fengxing followed It can be said that he was very worried when he did not deal with it.

"Let's go." Yu Fengxing raised his hand and patted Su Xingchen's shoulder: "I'll take you up."

"Um." Su Xingchen was thinking about a small abacus, instead of following Yu Fengxing directly, she looked at Han Muzhen: "Mr. Han, please invite me first."

There is a difference between being close, and being a guest, you can't lose Mr. Han's face. This is a very simple truth.

In a word, it makes Han Muyu's mood turn cloudy and clear, no longer angry with Yu Fengxing's agitation: "Well, go." He is also worried about Su Xingchen, there is no reason for the two to fight, leaving Su Xingchen uncomfortable. .

Su Xingchen nodded, looked up at the gloomy house owner, and sighed in his heart, these rich people have a worse temper than one.

"Mr. Yu." Su Xingchen said to him: "Please first?"

Just before the displeased Yu Da BoSS, she saw Su Xingchen's cautious expression, and slightly stunned God, and then she felt naive and thought about a poor little brother.

"It doesn't matter, you go first." Yu Fengxing released his eyebrows, and returned to his usual appearance, indifferent, as if nothing could be seen in the world.

"Okay." Su Xingchen did not quit, not far from being close to Han Muyu, and after taking a few steps, quietly turned back to see if the owner of the house had followed him.

This little peeping action fell into Yu Fengxing's eyes intact.

This made President Yu, who didn't want to continue to be nosy, follow up with ease.

Speaking of which, Yu Fengxing, who should be reminded, has already reminded that he should also intervene if he shouldn't, so the other party is still in the hands of Han Muzhen.

President Yu thought about these expressionlessly, followed three steps and two steps to follow, and found that, after sitting down, marshmallow, which was one head shorter than himself, stood up to his shoulders ...

"How old are you?" Yu Fengxing asked.

It seems that the young people who have heard this question step by step: "Huh?" This question is very familiar. Su Xingchen can be sure that the owner of the house must not ask for the first time.

Yu Fengxing didn't notice the sudden stop of marshmallow, so she slammed into it directly, and that strong chest bumped the other side ...

"..." Su Xingchen panicked, but fortunately, she was flexible and stable in time.

Only then did Yu Fengxing help from the back: "Why so careless?" Yu Fengxing posed his elder's face, was very patient with Su Xingchen, and even helped Su Xingchen pick up his backpack and return it to the other party.

"... Thank you." Su Xingchen was in a state of anxiety, and his heart was still beating.

But ... Is this accident really accidental?

Right, obviously the owner of the house hit him ...

But Su Xingchen carefully glanced at the tall man whose chest was as hard as iron, twitched the corners of his mouth, and chose to keep his mouth shut for safety.

"Did you go to high school?" Yu Fengxing continued to ask Su Xingchen's age.

May be related to Han Muzhen, he seems to be extraordinarily talkative.

"Go to college." Su Xingchen carried his backpack on his back, and he became more familiar with the scene.

"Is that in my teens?" Yu Fengxing glanced at the young and aggressive boy, his eyes clear and upright.

"Nineteen." Su Xingchen said, "What about you?" Looking back curiously.

How old is this extraordinary homeowner who has become an extraordinary owner at this young age?

"Twenty-seven." Yu Fengxing revolved around the subject and said, "Han Muzhen is thirty years old and has had many ex-boyfriends." He stared at Su Xingchen Bai Jingjunxiu's youthful face, meaning: "Understand?"

Su Xingchen shook his head blankly, then nodded again: "Um."

Why does the owner say this to himself?

Is the house owner homophobic?

Walking to the door of Mr. Han's bedroom, Yu Fengxing whispered to remind Su Xingchen: "Grandpa Han likes children very much, so you don't have to be nervous."

Su Xingchen also whispered back: "Thank you, and I'm not a child."

"Well." Yu Fengxing chuckled, a look that didn't want to care about the children.

Su Xingchen, who was not good at words, could only laugh awkwardly.

90-year-old Mr. Han, sitting in a wheelchair, looks pretty good.

"Grandpa." Han Muzhen went to Mr. Han and crouched down, holding his grandfather's wrinkled hands. "How are you feeling now? Is there any discomfort?" He asked while helping his grandfather organize the placket.

Mr. Han is old. He experienced a cerebrovascular blockage that led to a decline in language ability and a slow response. He nodded toward his grandson, but looked away, and his eyes were clearer than before.

"Xingchen, come here." Han Muzhen said to Su Xingchen, as if it was deliberately unreasonable.

Su Xingchen walked slightly in a hurry, and sang to the old Mr. Han in a wheelchair: "Grandpa Han, my name is Su Xingchen." He looked up and thought that today is the old birthday of Mr. Han, and again I asked one: "Today is your birthday, and the younger wish you happiness in the East China Sea and Shou Nanshan."

Mr. Han was just slow-moving, and his head was still sober. At this moment, he saw a big boy with a full face and red lips and white teeth standing in front of himself to celebrate his birthday, rejoicing in his heart, and pulling out a smile: "Okay ..."

"Grandpa." Han Muzhen wanted to say that Su Xingchen sent blood Ganoderma lucidum a thousand miles away, but saw Mr. Han Lao's eyes move away from Su Xingchen, and cast himself on the young, stable and temperamental man at the door.

"Yu ... Yu ..." Mr. Han rushed to the door and beckoned with joy.

No one can tell that Mr. Han loves Yu Fengxing.

"Grandpa Han." Yu Fengxing came over without hesitation, half-knelt on the other side of Mr. Han, holding Mr. Han's warm hand: "I'm just coming to see you now, I'm sorry."

"No, here ... OK." Mr. Han's gaze looked kindly at Yu Fengxing, making everyone around him nodded calmly: "You ... now, OK, happy ..."

Yu Fengxing clenched Mr. Han's palm and nodded: "You can be happy."

"No ..." Mr. Han, like a misunderstood child, quickly shook his head and pointed his finger at Yu Fengxing's chest: "You, happy ..."

Yu Fengxing paused, then narrowed his enthusiasm, and nodded: "Okay, I know, Grandpa Han." He patted the back of Mr. Han's hand and agreed with a tight voice: "You rest assured I will be happy. "

Mr. Han was promised, and nodded in peace, smiling broadly and kindly.

"Grandpa." Han Muzhen whisperedly regained Mr. Han's attention, and put it slowly into Grandpa's ear, saying, "There is a gift for you in the stars, that is his mind."

Hearing his own name, Su Xingchen opened the backpack in a hurry, took out a simple log box made by Uncle Niu, and held it in his hand with a smile.

When Mr. Han moved his eyes to himself, Su Xingchen carefully stepped forward, his voice soft and clear: "Grandpa Han, a few days ago, I accidentally rescued a pair of monkey mothers and sons entangled by pythons on the mountain. Give me two Ganoderma lucidum in general; the junior respects you very much and hopes that you can be healthy. "Said, young people who have no loved ones in this world, smiled with emotion:" This box is one of Ganoderma lucidum, The younger generation brings you Heshou, please smile. "

Mr. Han Lao faced the boy bending towards himself, heard the story he brought, and looked at his heart again. Mr. Han Lao's eyes were like a pond, his expression moved slightly, and he reached out and held Su Xingchen's hand holding the gift, his lips Opening and closing: "Okay, you ... good boy."

Mr. Han said the words "good boy" smoothly, and he repeated it tirelessly: "Good boy."

Su Xingchen was a little bit gazed, felt embarrassed with his head down, and was embarrassed to look up: "Grandpa Han." He felt that Mr. Han was rubbing his hand, so he shook it back.

There are only a few words, "You take care of your body."

Mr. Han said vaguely: "In the future, there is something promising ..."

Su Xingchen nodded: "Okay, I will work hard and not let you down."

Mr. Han: "Okay ... go to school?"

Su Xingchen smiled: "Well, I am a sophomore." Some things disappeared, after all, it was also annoying.

Mr. Han's eyes were kind and he asked something else. Although he didn't speak clearly and could only say a few words, Su Xingchen guessed that he could guess the same.

One old and one young, I was talking about this day and it was a miracle.

Mr. Han: "Dad, work?"

This is asking what Su Xingchen's father does.

Su Xingchen honestly said, "I used to do a small business, but I didn't do it later."

Mr. Han nodded and asked, "Mom?"

Su Xingchen shook his head and smiled slightly: "My dad said I was sent by a balloon from Foreigner Street."

Mr. Han Lao & Yu Fengxing & Han Muzhen: "..."