Vegetable Husband: I love you so much, I pretend

Chapter 253 Chapter 253: Obviously, we must observe male morality
The young man's stubborn eyes made Ling Yan realize that the little guy was serious.

He stopped, closed the door to the living room with his backhand, and leaned half-length against the wall. His raised eyes revealed some emotions that were inconsistent with the special effects makeup on his face.

"Obviously, I just said it casually, and the young master just listened."

"If you have to give me a reason, I don't like children."

Hao Bufan looked up at him. The seaside in the afternoon was quiet and lazy, and the air seemed to be filled with a little sleepiness, making it easy for people to relax and subconsciously open their hearts.

The young man's stubbornness was also catalyzed at this moment. He stood up from the wheelchair and limped towards the man. Only when he was very close did he realize that even if Ling Yan was standing crookedly, he was not tall enough to match him. usually.

This subtle desire to win made Hao Bufan a little irritated, and his voice became more and more threatening.

"Not liking children and being unable to have children are two different things."

Ling Yan turned his head and his head sank slightly in his direction: "So?"

"Does it matter?"

"It's not like I can get married."

The faint fragrance of herbal medicine sprayed on the face, with a breath unique to men, which made the young man's hair instantly smooth.

He stared at Ling Yan's eyes, trying to find some evidence of lies in those shining eyes, but no matter how he looked, he was the only one in those eyes.

So profound, so clear, at this moment, time seems to have stopped, everything around is so quiet.

He could clearly hear the sound of his own heartbeat, and he could also clearly hear himself saying things he shouldn't have said.

"If the teacher doesn't get married, what will I do?"

"Huh?" The moon hanging high in the man's eyes fell instantly and turned into countless shooting stars. The bright light illuminated the dim room into daylight, and the already close distance between individuals was once again shortened in the coming year.

His lips gently brushed against the tip of his nose, leaving a slight tenderness, like the glimmer of a finger, but it was so unreal and short-lived.

"Xiao Pingfan, those who did not abide by their masculine virtues would have been imprisoned in a pig cage in ancient times."

"Teacher me."

Ling Yan walked past him with a faint smile. Hao Bufan turned around, eager for an explanation. At this moment, a cough sounded from the second floor.

"Eldest nephew, what are you doing?"

Hao Bufan stopped immediately and muttered guiltily: "Nothing, just chatting with Uncle Huo."

"I went to work." He said, quickly ran back to the room, closed the door directly, leaned behind the door and took a deep breath for a moment, then he realized that he had forgotten the wheelchair, and reached out to hook the wheelchair from the outside. Come in.

At that moment when he was in the wheelchair, he subconsciously glanced at the man standing by the window. He was clearly within easy reach, but yet so far away that he seemed to be in the horizon.
As the only winner, Ling Bingbing didn't leave the villa all afternoon. Although the sunshine had no effect on Mr. Hao, his wife didn't go out, and he had no intention of watching the fun, especially since he didn't sleep all night last night. Although his health I don’t feel tired, but I am still mentally exhausted.

It's just that he couldn't fall asleep after a short period of sleep.

Seeing that there was nothing he needed to do at work, he went straight to surfing the Internet. Fortunately, his special assistant was not here, otherwise he might think that his boss was crazy.

After all, for a workaholic, killing time is an insult to his title.

In the past, Mr. Hao's way of being lazy was to exercise, running on the treadmill, and listening to financial news while running.

Mr. Hao didn't pay attention to entertainment news, but Big Data didn't want to let him go. As soon as he opened a certain wave, the system pushed him the live broadcast room of their program group.

Hao You opened it.

I have to say that the efficiency of these people's work is really not very good. It's almost 5 o'clock, and a group of them have only cleaned two-thirds of the swimming pool. What's more interesting is that the one who does the most work, It was actually Bai Linlang.

The comments were all praising her. As a control group, his little wife also got the most trolls.

Mr. Hao immediately registered a trumpet account and began to reply.

[Rejecting moral kidnapping starts with me. 】

[In what era are you playing a biological mother here?]

[If you are so awesome, why not do all the work yourself? 】

It was his first time arguing with someone online, and he wasn't very experienced yet.

But interestingly, he found that the barrages he sent seemed to stay on the screen longer than others.But it was useless to stop for a long time. These people seemed to be selectively blind and could only see what they saw. No one criticized him, but no one paid attention to him. This made Mr. Hao quite lonely and eager to try. I want to place a few orders with my own media company.

Just when his mouse had slid to the login interface of Hao's intranet, several barrages passed before his eyes, instantly attracting his attention.

[Is Hao Bufan dead?His girlfriend has been here all afternoon, what is he doing? 】

[He is a young man from a wealthy family, but he has no gentlemanly demeanor at all! 】

[He seems to live in the same villa with Ling Bingbing. What can a man and a widower do if they are alone?]

【No, no, no!Didn't Ling Bingbing also bring Mr. Hao's coffin when she came yesterday? 】

[Harm, what will happen if you resist? Is it possible that Mr. Hao can still fake the corpse in place to settle the score with her? 】

[But won’t she feel guilty?And it’s too heavy-handed. 】

【Harm, this is so exciting. 】

[Upstairs your number is gone]

【.】

Mr. Hao:? ? ?

Mr. Hao couldn’t calm down anymore.

Of course he trusts his little wife who is always by his side, but what is the eldest nephew doing?
Mr. Hao put down the mouse and walked towards the window.

"Ganggan, where are you going?"

In mid-air, Mr. Hao retracted his legs and returned to his seat to knock.

[Go and see Bufan. Don’t you think there’s something weird between him and Bai Linlang? 】

Ling Bingbing: "So?"

Mr. Hao typed the keyboard loudly [If he is like his father, I will send him to become a monk]

"Pfft -" Ling Bingbing squirted out the tea. Mr. Hao hurriedly went to the side to find paper towels, wiped the table, wiped the floor, and then replaced hers with a new one.

After everything was cleaned up, he went back to the computer to type [Why did the madam react so much? Could it be that she felt sorry for him? 】

Ling Bingbing: "How could that happen?"

Ling Bingbing narrowed her eyes, and a playful smile appeared on her lips: "I just think that becoming a monk is not suitable for him."

Mr. Hao disagreed [That would be better than him and his father learning from each other and fooling around outside. If mother hadn't sterilized him, you might even have a grandchild now. 】

Ling Bingbing: (ΩДΩ)

Ling Bingbing: "Sterilization?"

Ling Bingbing's eyes widened: "Do I understand that?"

Although he knew that his wife would not be able to see his expression, Mr. Hao still touched his nose unnaturally and paused for a few seconds before typing another line of words on the keyboard.

[Yes, I performed the vasectomy on him while he was drinking too much]

[Although some medicines can also be used, I prefer to solve the problem at its root]

[If madam doesn’t want children, you can send me there now~~]

Although he does not study medicine, he also knows that the risk of sterilization for men is much smaller than that for women.

Ling Bingbing:
Until now I should have been moved, but suddenly I wanted to laugh!

Ling Bingbing: "Mr. Hao is not awake yet. It is too early to talk about children now, but don't worry about my eldest nephew. If he chooses another path, he will never have children in his life."

Hao Yougan:! !
Mr. Hao was stunned.

After a long time, he typed a row of words on the keyboard with trembling fingers.

(End of this chapter)