My Family’s Omega Has Just Grown Up

Tong Yang's car waited at the next intersection. Zhuo Xiangming passed by and hit two double flashes in the distance. He slowly hit the road, this time driving in front of Zhuo Xiangming.

After school at 5:20, I was tired of the children's banquet outside for four hours at this time. After apologizing to Zhuo Xiangming, he tilted his head and leaned on the window glass. Can hold hands.

Zhuo Xiangming slowed down, took his coat from the back seat and gave him: "Pillow this."

"No need to……"

"Glass ice."

He insisted that the children's banquet had to be taken, stacked neatly, and then placed between his face and the window of the car-his breath was immediately surrounded by the smell of alpha.

Zhuo Xiangming's taste was already familiar to him. The amount of contamination on a coat was just a little soothing.

However, Tong Yan believes that Zhuo Xiangming needs to be appeased at this time, not himself.

In that hug just now, he felt Zhuo Xiangming's worry very clearly, and he was even more blame for it. Zhuo Xiangming is not a person who can easily show any mood swings. This one was known to the child feast in the month they lived together, but now he is worried about himself and is still holding his face, warning like "No more There is next time. "

At that time, his tone was stiff, but it was like begging for a guarantee from a child feast.

Tong Yan took Yu Guang to see Zhuo Xiangming. The speed was fast, and the lights and shadows hit him on the face. The eye socket under the brow bone was deep. The side face can completely see the straight nose bridge, the smooth jaw line, and half of the beautiful lips. , Tong Yan remembered the two photos that Chai Manman sent to him. In contrast, Gao determined that Zhuo Xiangming in life was much more handsome than the photos.

Tong Yan said: "Brother, you are so handsome."

Zhuo Xiangming said: "Huh?"

"No, just boast of you." Tong Yan dog-legged.

"..." Zhuo Xiangming said, "You are also handsome."

The child's banquet was beautiful: "I know."

"..."

Taking another step, Zhuo Xiangming said: "Suddenly came to pick you up, did you just have enough?"

Tong Yan told the truth: "I haven't eaten yet, the dishes have just come up and the pot has not yet opened."

He still has a hot pot smell, Zhuo Xiangming only thought he had eaten it, and frowned suddenly after listening: "Haven't eaten since school?"

Tong Yan said: "I bought puffs when I was playing and drank sparkling water."

"That can't serve the rice." Zhuo Xiangming loosened his tie, but at the children's banquet, he tied it back, and said, "Go home and make it for you ... fried rice can be faster, eat fried rice, right?"

The Tong Yan hesitated and asked, "Are you not going back to my house?"

Zhuo Xiangming also had a meal, but his expression remained unchanged: "Let your brother do it for you."

Tong Yan smiled: "My brother can't cook."

He didn't want to sleep anymore, he sat upright and took Zhuo Xiangming's clothes in his arms. He looked at Tong Yang's car **** through the windshield: "It's strange that he can cook. It was also someone who fell in love when he was in college. Bring him a loving breakfast. I have never seen him make it for someone else. "

Zhuo Xiangming's emphasis is a bit crooked. How big was the banquet when Tong Yang was in college? If he ignores his family for a day, what does he say to the banquet?

In his heart, Tong Yang is becoming increasingly unreliable.

"He told you all about love?"

Tong Yan also looked into the rearview mirror: "Yeah, Tong Yang is particularly stinky."

After speaking, he also understood Zhuo Xiangming's meaning, and said with a smile: "He doesn't say that I also know, don't I even know how to fall in love?"

Zhuo Xiangming said: "Well? Then you talk about what is dating."

In fact, what he wants to ask is, does anyone want to fall in love with you?

This is not an incomprehensible thing. Tongyan looks good, learns well, and has a good personality. He has a delicate mind but is not easy to get angry with people and can also make jokes. Such classmates are always welcome. And high school is just about to be at a young age. It is normal for those alphas in the banquet class to pursue banquets.

He was a little nervous, but he didn't notice it with the children's party.

I do n’t know how the topic developed here, Tong Yan said casually, “It ’s just two people together.”

"What are we doing together?"

The children's banquet has nothing to say. They also fall in love in the class. They will sit together after class and hold hands at night. The boys will send the girls back to the bedroom. They will help the girls buy food at noon. You can see a few mouths sticking together when passing by in heaven, but can he say that? He could only say dryly: "I haven't talked about it, um ... learn, study?"

Ghostly, Zhuo Xiangming replied: "Aren't you studying in my study every night?"

Too late to regret, I listened to Tong Yan with a smile and said, "You are an elder brother."

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After arriving at the place, put down the child banquet, Zhuo Xiangming followed the car, Tong Yang came over, looked at the child banquet, and sincerely rushed to Zhuo Xiangming: "I'm really troublesome for you today."

Zhuo Xiangming said: "No trouble."

Tong Yan stood beside Tong Yang carrying a schoolbag and said, "Thank you brother."

The night was thick, and the light behind the porch illuminated a small open space, and the light of the crescent above his head. Standing in front of him, Zhuo Xiangming wanted to reach out and touch the head of the child's banquet.

The child's hair is soft, and he often looks up at him obediently when listening to him. According to his height, Zhuo Xiangming usually raises his hands and rubs it up naturally, but now he is a little far away and there are children around him. Yang, inevitably seemed abrupt, Zhuo Xiangming tolerated this action, and finally said, "Go back to eat, but do n’t eat too much, and do n’t sleep well."

Tong Yang hurriedly asked, "You haven't eaten yet?"

Tong Yan said, "Ah."

Tong Yang said: "No sooner said, my aunt is going back now ... forget it, make a bowl of noodles and make you a good meal tomorrow."

The child's banquet didn't matter, and said casually, "OK."

Zhuo Xiangming lifted a sigh of relief and slowly relaxed again. He told himself that the banquet was not so delicate, and the instant noodles were not poisonous.

Finally, the banquet stood outside the car and said to him again two times, my brother, goodbye, he slowly left the Tong's house, and saw the two brothers going back and forth in the rearview mirror. Hold the collar of the child's banquet.

The family was still waiting for him. The dishes were all hot in the kitchen, and Zhuo Xiangming came out before entering.

Zhuo Jiashuo was absent. I didn't know where I went. I heard that I didn't come back last night. Lin Yuehua asked Zhuo Zhengde to come downstairs, and the three began to have dinner.

"Where did you find it?" Lin Yuehua asked.

"Twenty-one district." Zhuo Xiangming said, "Tomorrow weekend, he went with his classmates and talked to Tong Yang, but Tong Yang did not bring a cell phone."

"It's time to pick up the child without a cell phone ..." Lin Yuehua also made two whispers. "Men are big-hearted, so it's uneasy to give them children."

"Then why are you back now?"

Zhuo Xiangming said: "Sent him back and fold it back ... didn't you say you guys should eat first? You have to order something, don't wait for me next time, I just have stuttering when I come back."

Lin Yuehua bypassed the stubble and only said, "Where is Tong Yang? Why should you send it?"

Yeah, Tong Yang is enough, he is superfluous. This idea is too naive, but I just can't help thinking about it. Forget about picking up the banquet, or just make a bowl of instant noodles for the banquet, or Tong Yang is his brother, these are trivial matters, and Zhuo Xiangming ca n’t get anything.

Zhuo Xiangming clipped chopsticks to her: "You eat more."

After returning, Zhuo Xiangming looked quite normal. It can be seen that his son Mo Ruomu, Lin Yuehua still saw some signs, but he didn't know that he liked the children and felt that they were not raising well. When he was upset, he did n’t ask much, and he gave him a bowl of soup: "This ginseng was given to your dad. The thing is good, but it is too supplementary. I put a little more the day before yesterday. He bleeds nosebleeds at night, and you drink. "

She didn't know what Zhuo Zhengde had called Zhuo Xiangming a few days ago, and she was still saying Zhuo Zhengde: "You don't know if you care about your son when you return, you know how to eat."

Zhuo Zhengde put on his pair of Phnom Penh glasses and sat there harmlessly. He said helplessly, "You asked me to come down for dinner, but now I think I only know to eat."

Lin Yuehua said: "That's what you say, I won't let you eat if I don't let you eat?"

"Isn't that right?" Zhuo Zhengde was kind to her, "I haven't listened to you all yet."

After speaking, he cared about Zhuo Xiangming according to Lin Yuehua's meaning: "Boss is okay recently?"

Zhuo Xiangming said: "All right, Dad."

"Where's your wife?"

"..." Zhuo Xiangming said, "It's fine."

"That's good." He bowed his head and drank the soup, and later said, "Come to my study later."

Zhuo Xiangming answered, Lin Yuehua hurriedly said, "I won't go back tonight, talk to your dad, and mom will make you a bed later."

Lin Yuehua's heart has always been that Zhuo Xiangming was not too close to them. She knew that this was all a mistake she and Zhuo Zhengde made when they were young. At that time, it was said that the wind was rain. In the end, the rain did not fall, and only followed The biological son was strange as a stranger.

Although he has been looking for opportunities to make up for these past few years, Zhuo Xiangming is big after all, and he no longer needs them like he did when he was a kid. Sometimes too much intervention is a burden to him.

Therefore, she is not very good at grasping the scales. Fortunately, Zhuo Xiangming has always been gentle and tender. When he asked him to come back, he came back and cared for her. Even if it was not too close to the family, it would not be too far away.

After dinner, Zhuo Xiangming followed Zhuo Zhengde to the study.

As soon as the door was closed, Zhuo Zhengde's face dropped, staring at Zhuo Xiangming, "I think you want to anger me."

Zhuo Xiangming said: "Dare."

"Then I asked you to come back home to manage things. Why would you say nothing at all?"

Zhuo Xiangming said: "I told you, if there is no manager, I can help find ..."

"Can your mother be assured?" Zhuo Zhengde said anxiously. "I told her just as you said. She just wasn't assured. She always felt that she had enough strength, but I was afraid she couldn't stand it, doctor. Not to say, this is not a ticket, if ... "

He looked like a child who couldn't get candy, even when he was eloquent. Zhuo's elders and Lin Yuehua spoiled him all his life. Until now, Zhuo Xiangming felt that he had not really grown up.

"I will help her keep an eye on when the year is busy." Finally Zhuo Xiangming soothed, "Don't worry too much, my mother is not there yet."

The most important thing about Zhuo's family is the money. When he first found out, he invited the best team of experts to see that the medicine used was also the latest in the industry, and even sponsored three laboratories. With money to support, if you don't say it, Lin Yuehua's appearance does not seem to touch the cancer patients at all.

Zhuo Zhengde's temper was exhausted before Zhuo Xiangming was allowed to return to the bedroom. He followed Lin Yuehua's **** to remind Lin Yuehua to take medicine.

Before going to bed, Zhuo Xiangming looked at his mobile phone. There were two messages from Tong Yan. The first one was Zhang Tu, with the text: Dinner. The second child banquet said: Good night, brother.

Zhuo Xiangming opened the big picture, it is a star-rated hotel for delivery, there are many tricks, clear porridge side dishes and meat.

How can Tong Yang be an elder brother again? Satisfied and dissatisfied, he returned a note to Tong Yan: Good night, Tong Tong.

The author has something to say: Tong Yang: Co-authoring is that I do n’t know what to do?