After getting off the plane, Xia Liang and Fang Xu walked to the exit of the airport and saw a middle-aged man holding a sign with Fang Xu's name written on it.
They did not come quietly this time, but they had already greeted Fang Dapeng in advance and said that they wanted to come and see him.
Fang Dapeng was somewhat happy that Fang Xu could come, so after knowing the time of the plane they were flying in, they sent someone to pick them up.
"Uncle, I'm Fang Xu. My dad asked you to pick me up, right?" Fang Xu pulled Xia Liang, walked forward, smiled at the middle-aged man, and said.
"Yes, yes, you are Xiaoxu. Your father showed me your picture." The middle-aged man also saw Fang Xu and smiled. "Give me your luggage. Come with me, car Just outside. "
Talking, the middle-aged man grabbed the box in Fang Xu's hands enthusiastically and took another look at Xia Liang. He was a little curious, but didn't ask anything, and took them to the parking place.
"Uncle, take us home directly. I'm tired." Fang Xu said when he got in the car and sat down.
"Oh. Fine." The man nodded, responded with a smile, and then started the car.
From the airport, it took more than an hour to return to Dapeng's house. The middle-aged man tried to stir up the topic several times, but it was not interesting to see Fang Xu, and the **** the other side was indifferent, and finally drove in silence. Say more.
When he returned to the community where he had lived for more than a year, and saw the familiar scenery, Fang Xu could not help but sit up straight, his back was slightly tight, and even his look was gloomy.
Fang Xu felt that he might have overestimated himself before. He thought he could act in peace and called the man's father with a smile.
However, just returning here and just seeing the familiar environment and house made him feel depressed, the anger had started to ignite from his heart, and it was burning more and more vigorously.
If he sees Fang Dapeng directly for a while, he may ... or may run out of control and give him a punch.
Fortunately, Fang Dapeng is not at home now. He still has time to do psychological debugging instead of facing him directly.
Xia Liang felt that his breathing had changed, and when he saw his movements, he reached out his hand, ticked his palms, made him tolerate, suppressed himself, and did not act too out of control.
Fang Xu lowered his head, covering up the disgust and resentment in his eyes, took a deep breath, held Xia Liang's hand, and rubbed constantly, hoping that he could use it to divert some attention.
"Xiao Xu, are you motion sick? You will be there soon." The middle-aged man turned into the community and saw Fang Xu bending down and lowering his head from the front mirror. He thought he was uncomfortable and was motion sick. Then he comforted.
"Well. I haven't eaten before, and I'm a little motion sick." Fang Xu looked up and said in a weak tone.
He doesn't look good on his face right now, but he can push it directly to motion sickness. Even if his look is ‘狰狞’, it ’s because of nausea, not to mention, he really feels nauseous now.
Of course, this nausea is because of people, not because of motion sickness.
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Fang Dapeng is indeed very rich and started a company. Therefore, the house bought here is also a small house with a single building. Although it is a kind of townhouse, it is already very good.
When the car stopped at the door of the villa, the door opened, and Dong Ruxue, Fang Dapeng's mistress, came out of the house, and raised a smile at the corner of his mouth. He came to the car and bent down slightly to see Fang Xu in the car said enthusiastically,
"Xiao Xu is here. Come down quickly. Presumably make a car and be tired."
Fang Xu didn't hate her in fact, but there was only some disgust, so when she saw her smiling face, Fang Xu continued to stretch her face and opened the door while saying,
"I didn't expect you to move here too."
It is impolite to speak without name or name.
Dong Ruxue's hot face was posted with a cold butt, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was a bit stretched, and his face became slightly ugly, but he still said, "Yeah. After the sister left, your father also needs someone to take care of it, so I will coming."
Fang Xu heard her elder sister, and felt cold all over, and instantly returned to the early days of the Republic or ancient times.
At that time, there were three wives and four widows in the family. Between the wives and wives, it wasn't the elder sister, the younger sister's name was called.
"Don't call my mom like this. You are not disgusting, I feel disgusting." Fang Xu got out of Xia Liang while guarding Xia Liang, then looked at Dong Ruxue, put his mouth aside, and said politely.
"Fang Xu, you ... you ..." Dong Ruxue was lost face by Fang Xu for a while, but he couldn't run. The smile on this face couldn't stop, pointing at him, staring, trying to say something.
"Miss Dong, Xiaoxu, I'll go back first." Middle-aged men didn't want to participate in the war between them. Seeing this, after taking the luggage out of the trunk, he quickly said with a smile.
"Thank you, Uncle Fang." Fang Xu said politely, and then watched the other person quickly got in the car and drove away. For a moment, there were only three of them at the door of the villa.
"I do n’t care how long you live, the house is big enough. You live on the first floor, I live on the second floor, and we do n’t want to provoke anyone. I do n’t think your father wants to see us quarrel, you do n’t want to make your father angry. . "
When the middle-aged man walked away, Dong Ruxue stopped playing, arms folded, raised the corners of his mouth, looked at Fang Xu and Xia Liang, and said with an attitude.
"Cut! Who has time to quarrel with you bitch. It's a self-impairment." Fang Xu glanced scornfully at Dong Ruxue. Regardless of her ugly face, she picked up the suitcase in one hand, and took Xia Liang in one hand and walked in Inside the house.
"Fang Xu, you bunny! You wait for me." Dong Ruxue glared at the back of both of them, gritted his teeth, and said quietly.
Because he was furious, Dong Ruxue entered the house, went up to the second floor, took his own bag, and went out.
She didn't want to stay here and continue to get angry. When Fang Dapeng came back, that was the time for the combat show.
In the evening, Fang Dapeng was busy with the company, thinking that Fang Xu was coming, so he didn't stay much outside, but let the driver take him home directly.
At this time, Xia Liang and Fang Xu were watching TV in the living room. When they heard the sound of a car outside, they understood that Fang Dapeng was back.
"Brother, play well." Xia Liang pulled him to his feet, patted him on the shoulder, encouraged.
Fang Xu took a deep breath, thinking that he would meet the person he hates the most today, but he still pretended to be happy to call his father, and felt that the whole person's expression was a little woody.
He was really worried he couldn't do it.
At this time, Fang Dapeng had opened the door of the room and walked in. When he saw Xia Liang next to Fang Xu, his eyes could not help flashing, and his gaze stuck directly to Xia Liang's body. After several seconds, he looked at Fang Xu. , Stepped forward with a smile, said a little differently,
"Xiao Xu, this is what you said is cool, oh, it is really a sign and beautiful, no wonder your boy is so skeptical."
Fang Xu looked at Fang Dapeng, and in his deep eyes, there was a flash of fierce and killing. He took Xia Liang, ticked the corner of his mouth, and said lowly, "Yes. Dad, my coolness is naturally the most Beautiful, best. "
Xia Liang was wrapped around Fang Xu's shoulders and turned to look at him. He found that he was different at this time, and couldn't help blinking his hands tightly, looking at him, not even blinking.
"Hehehe ..." Fang Dapeng smiled, and put his gaze on Xia Liang's body again, and said softly, "Cool, don't be restrained, just be your home here. Anything you want?" Just tell your uncle. "
Xia Liang felt that his brother's hand was holding her in the opposite direction, and kept tightening. Obviously he was patiently enduring. Xia Liang raised his heart, but he was looking forward to it. What will come down.