Chapter 29

Du Qiuyi's heart trembled slightly.

So the two returned to the hotel. Zhuang Zhuang slept soundly on the big bed.

"Don't go to take a hot bath," said Si Zeyu, looking at Du Qiuyi who was trembling.

"You'd better wash it first. Your clothes are wet through," Du Qiuyi said, looking at Si Zeyu.

Si Zeyu didn't want to argue with her. He walked forward, picked her up and went to the bathroom.

"Ah, what are you doing?" Du Qiuyi struggled and beat Si Zeyu's chest.

Si Zeyu didn't seem to hear it and let Du Qiuyi fight and make trouble.

When he got to the bathroom, Si Zeyu put Du Qiuyi under the flower shower, and the warm hot water slowly flowed down Du Qiuyi's body.

Under the completely wet clothes, the exquisite curve loomed, and the slightly wronged face was exquisite and beautiful. Si Zeyu felt that his heart could not be controlled and jumped violently.

Du Qiuyi's red face shouted at Si Zeyu:

"I'll do it myself. You go out."

Si Zeyu's thin lips were hooked and his face smiled:

"Let me out now. It's too late."

With that, Si Zeyu went to take off his wet clothes.

Du Qiuyi panicked. She wanted to run away while Si Zeyu took off her clothes, but she didn't want to be pulled back by a pair of big hands.

The two men stood under the shower and launched a tug of war.

The hot water is running warm above their heads, and the temperature in the bathroom is also rising a little.

Du Qiuyi looked at Si Zeyu and her little face was red with anger.

Si Zeyu felt that Du Qiuyi was so cute at the moment. Her pure face was as clean as a piece of white paper without any modification.

With the temperature in the bathroom, the temperature of both people is gradually rising.

"I......" Si Zeyu hesitated for the first time.

Du Qiuyi looked at Si Zeyu in surprise.

At this time, a young voice came from outside the bathroom door:

"Mom..."

It was strong. Du Qiuyi pushed Si Zeyu away and ran out with a red face.

Zhuang Zhuang sat on the bed, rubbed meat eyes and looked at Du Qiuyi.

"Mom, why are your clothes wet?"

"Oh, I just got caught in the rain."

Du Qiuyi only felt her face burning and didn't know how to explain it to Zhuang Zhuang. She was really lost in front of her son. She really wanted to find a ground seam to drill in.

The strong and sensible took out a set of clean clothes for Du Qiuyi in the prepared suitcase and asked Du Qiuyi to change it. The child was so considerate from childhood to childhood.

At this time, Zhuang Zhuang seemed to think of Si Zeyu.

"Where's dad? Where's he?"

At this time, a magnetic sound came from the bathroom:

"Du Qiuyi, go to my suitcase and get me a suit of clothes." seemed to be an order tone.

Du Qiuyi bit her teeth. She really didn't want to take care of him. Let him stay in the bathroom all her life.

But because Zhuang Zhuang was around, he had to open his suitcase and prepare to help him with his clothes.

But when she opened Si Zeyu's suitcase and saw the black wallet, her heart suddenly hurt, like a dusty heart, slowly opening a door.

Still strong and quick eyed, he picked up Si Zeyu's suit and walked into the bathroom.

"Dad, here you are."

"Thank you." but now there is no outsider. You can call me uncle and aunt Du Qiuyi.

Zhuang Zhuang lost a look at Si Zeyu and turned to leave the bathroom.

Du Qiuyi didn't hear Si Zeyu's words. Looking at her son with a small mouth, she suddenly felt sad.

Yes, all this is just an illusion. Zhuang Zhuang is not his son with Si Zeyu. He has no responsibility to cooperate again and again.

"Zhuang Zhuang, are you hungry? I'll take you to dinner."

Si Zeyu looked at Du Qiuyi's face. It was clear that she was laughing at the moment, but she obviously felt that her mood was a little lost.

Is it because he didn't let Zhuang Zhuang call him father just now?

Turning his head, he saw Zhuang Zhuang's obviously unhappy face. Si Zeyu took out his wallet from the suitcase and said to Zhuang Zhuang:

"Go, Dad, take you to eat delicious food."

Du Qiuyi looked at Si Zeyu and her eyes were full of shock.

Si Zeyu found that there were some things he couldn't refuse here.

Zhuang Zhuang heard Si Zeyu say this, clapped his little hand and said happily:

"OK, OK, dad takes me and mom to eat delicious food."

Then she turned back and dragged Du Qiuyi, who was stunned in situ.

Du Qiuyi's face also showed a good-looking smile.

Seeing Du Qiuyi laughing and being strong, Si Zeyu suddenly felt that his body and mind became happy

At the restaurant of the hotel, Du Qiuyi asks Zhuang Zhuang what he wants to eat, but Si Zeyu and Zhuang Zhuang say in unison:

"Preserved egg lean meat porridge."

Father and son looked at each other with a smile and slapped each other for mutual understanding.

A night snack was finished happily.

When he returned to the hotel room again, Zhuang Zhuang was very energetic because he had slept before. After taking a bath, he lay in bed and pestered Du Qiuyi to tell him a story.

Sitting on the sofa, looking at Du Qiuyi and Zhuang Zhuang, Si Zeyu suddenly thought that if it were really me and her children.

Du Qiuyi also came up with an idea that she can't afford the presidential suite of the hotel, but the president of Tangtang D group can.

Unable to restrain a little excitement, he said to Si Zeyu sitting on the sofa:

"This room is too small. I'm afraid you're not used to it. You'd better open another room?"

Who knows, Si Zeyu saw Du Qiuyi's idea at once. He got up from the sofa, walked to the bedside, lay down beside the strong, hugged the strong, and looked at Du Qiuyi evil.

Si Zeyu's action was so sudden that Du Qiuyi couldn't guard against it. She shouted at Si Zeyu:

"What are you doing?"

Si Zeyu looked at Du Qiuyi and said solemnly:

"Sleep."

Du Qiuyi thought of the scene just in the bathroom and felt her face burning.

"You go to sleep on the sofa."

Si Zeyu looked strong and looked like asking for help.

Zhuang Zhuang made a lovely smile at Du Qiuyi:

"Mom, let dad sleep with us."

Du Qiuyi suddenly felt that her son was not with her, and her heart was sour.

"The bed is too small for the three of us."

The strong little hand dragged Du Qiuyi's clothes and said pitifully:

"No, other people's children sleep with their parents. Mom, let your father sleep here."

Du Qiuyi had no choice but to stare at Si Zeyu. She was acquiesced.

After dancing and cheering on the bed, the young hands, one by one, pulled up the hands of Si Zeyu and Du Qiuyi and gradually fell asleep.

Du Qiuyi was also tired and soon fell asleep.

Only Si Zeyu, tossing and turning in bed, simply picked up his laptop to work. The face just immersed in happiness slowly recovered its previous indifference and unfathomable

Du Qiuyi woke up in the morning and looked at the empty position beside Zhuang Zhuang, but there was no figure of Si Zeyu. Zhuang Zhuang also woke up at this time.

"Mom, where's dad?"

"Son, he's not your father. It's just a dream like in a fairy tale. When the dream wakes up, everything will return to its original appearance."

Zhuang Zhuang listened to Du Qiuyi's words, a touch of disappointment flashed across his face, and then nodded vaguely.

Du Qiuyi and Zhuang Zhuang pack their bags, only to find Si Zeyu's laptop on the hotel table.

Hurriedly packed up the computer and came to the hotel lobby.

Many parents gathered there complained when they saw Du Qiuyi late:

"It's very kind of you that the whole car is waiting for you."

Du Qiuyi smiled and said sorry.

The mother who quarreled with the strong child looked that there were only their mother and son, and asked:

"Oh, strong mother, strong father?"

"He has something to do. Go back first."

Who knows the child who quarreled with Zhuang Zhuang ran over and said to Zhuang Zhuang:

"I don't think that man is your father at all."

Zhuang Zhuang shouted at the child with wronged tears:

"He is my father. He is my father."

The child's mother glanced at Du Qiuyi's mother and son and remembered Si Zeyu's cold face yesterday. Knowing that her son said something wrong, she flustered and pulled her son's hand into the car.

Du Qiuyi and Zhuang Zhuang also got on the bus under the arrangement of the teacher.

Zhuang Zhuang looked at the children next to him. They were accompanied by their parents. The wronged tears couldn't help flowing down and sobbed gently in Du Qiuyi's arms.

Du Qiuyi stroked her strong hair. She owed him so much for so many years that she couldn't help wetting her eyes.

But where will Si Zeyu go? His laptop is still with her.

After thinking about it, Du Qiuyi sent a message to Si Zeyu.

"Where are you? I still have your laptop?"

A moment later, Du Qiuyi's mobile phone replied to a text message.

"Send me to the VIP room 888 of the family banquet hotel."

Du Qiuyi put away the phone and looked out of the window. Si Zeyu's face constantly appeared in her mind. Her heart was inexplicably lost.

……

Family banquet hotel.

Looking at Si Zeyu who came back from the bathroom, Gu bingxia hurriedly put Si Zeyu's mobile phone on the table, ran over with a smile and took his arm.

"Brother Zeyu, you sit here." Gu bingxia looked at the position between her and Si Mu and pointed.

Si Zeyu looked at Gu bingxia and smiled. He gently avoided her hand and sat down towards that position.

"Mom, are you in such a hurry to call me back just for this meal?"

As soon as this sentence was uttered, the spring face of the Secretary's mother, who had looked at the two people laughing, became cold.

"Zeyu, you have repeatedly asked you to go back to city A. why are you not happy when your mother comes to see you?"

"Aunt, don't be angry. You know brother Zeyu is very busy. Group d let him take good care of it?"

Gu bingxia's sweet voice explained for Si Zeyu.

Si Mu's face suddenly smiled and took Gu bingxia's hand and said:

"Bingxia is still sensible. In the future, Zeyu will ask you to help aunt discipline."

Gu bingxia looked at Si Zeyu with a ruddy face.