MTL - 100k Volts Electrocutes You to Death-Chapter 183 Extra 2

Ye’s father said: “I heard that you were still attending the Global Economic Summit in Europe a few days ago. If you fly around, can your body be eaten?”

Xing Yuan: "I usually exercise on time. I recently practiced Sanda with Wenxuan. It is only a matter of ten hours or so. It basically has no effect."

In fact, he is teaching Ye Wenxuan Sanda. Although he is playing, he has become another kind of teaching, but this kind of thing does not have to be told to the father.

However, even so, Ye father blinked: "That boy... I also learned to play Sanda? With his thin arms and thin legs, he can't beat the book snow!"

So, even if his son went to TV (although he was like a terrorist), he played an orangutan (it seems to be a terrible biochemical monster), and he also had a strange super power (the stinky boy didn’t say hello to his family in advance) However, in Ye’s eyes, his son is also a weak chicken art student who is lazy.

Yes, even if he hits four little monsters in a punch, Ye Fan still thinks that Ye Wenxuan is a chicken.

As a result, Xing Yuan and he said that his son is now even studying in Sanda?

Ye father was a little shocked.

"Xiao Xing ah." He also did not want to be embarrassed to Xing Yuan, worried and asked: "In the past two years, Wen Xuan went to work in the city of B, and often did not talk about work at home, you usually get along with him. What kind of work did the kid do in the city of b, is it... dangerous?"

Xing Yuan looked at the kitchen: "To tell you the truth, Uncle, Wenxuan is now a very high-ranking official. His identity file is classified as top-secret information. Lian Wenxuan's colleagues mostly only know the false identity he announced. As for the security issue you are worried about..."

He paused: "I think maybe his opponents will be more worried about this problem."

Ye father: "..."

How does this sound like his son is still a big devil?

But then, Ye’s father looked at Xing Yuan, and a pair of nephews hidden behind the lenses were sharp: “I’m just a bookmaker, but I know a normal businessman, and I should rarely come into contact with state secrets. But Xiao Xing Not only understand, but it seems to know very well?"

Xing Yuan didn't answer, but just said: "Before I came, Wen Xuan and I actually talked with his boss once. We all feel that we can't keep our family, so..."

He took out a dark yellow paper bag from the backpack on the sofa when Ye Wenxuan left, untied the line buckle, put a few sheets of paper on the table, pressed the **** on the top, and gently pushed it toward Ye’s father. .

"Non-confidential agreement," he said softly.

Ye’s expression became dignified. He looked at the busy Ye mother and son who were still in the kitchen, picked up the pages of the documents, and whispered: “Let’s go to the study.”

In the kitchen, Ye Wenxuan was absently standing in front of the chopping board, holding a kitchen knife on a radish for a long time, but his mind followed his father and Xing Yuan into the study.

Yem’s palm slaps on the back of his head: “When you look at it, you don’t often cook for fire. Where do you look at it? Don’t be afraid to cut it.”

Ye Wenxuan instantly returned to God: "Oh...oh."

Yem also took the time to look at the living room: "Hey, the old man brought the man to the study, but I have to talk about him..."

Ye Wenxuan quickly pulled her: "Mom, don't go, old Xing... Xing Yuan and my dad are going to talk about business."

Ye mother suspicion: "Well? What are you doing with me?"

She thought about it and said, "Oh! Isn’t Xiao Xing wanting to take this opportunity to come to the door?"

Ye Wenxuan stunned his face: "No..."

Ye mother pity and loved: "This time I saw a real person, it really looks much more handsome than on TV. I heard Xiaoxue said that the children's fans are all over the world. Your father saw him at the news channel two days ago. The presidents of several countries have taken a picture. People who do this big thing don’t know how to be fooled into your house by your stinky boy."

Ye Wenxuan: "...Mom, what happened to me, I am also a big man."

Ye mother did not care whether her son was a Rafa superman. She and Ye’s father’s views on this matter were surprisingly consistent—no matter how arrogant the son was, he was still Ye Xiaoxuan who had no power in the past.

It is this mentality that most parents treat their children.

She looked at the door no one, and waved at Ye Wenxuan, let him come over: "Do you both live in the city of b?"

Ye Wenxuan: "Yes, yes."

Yem: "What do you usually like to do? Are there any contradictions, conflicts of ideas?"

Ye Wenxuan did not know how to think of the home bedroom, the lightning ball in the bedside table, suddenly coughed twice: "Contradictions ... there are still some, two people together must always need to run in. Usually small things, not let me let him, that is him Let me, both of us are big lords, and I don’t pay much attention to these things."

Yem: "Talk to your mother?"

Ye Wenxuan: "Hey..."

After a pause, he said to his mother about some trivial things when they got along. When they came back, they didn’t feel embarrassed. They talked about Xing Yuan’s anecdote. The mother and the child laughed. .

Mt. Ye looked at his delightful look and suddenly said, "Is it happy with him?"

Ye Wenxuan bent his eyes: "Well. He is me..."

- He is my own sapphire.

But this is too shameful. If Ye Wenxuan is embarrassed to say something to others, he will hide his words in his heart. Some of them feel the nose suddenly: "Mom, you are not against us."

Ye mother gave him a look: "Now think about it and ask your mother's opinion?"

Ye Wenxuan was busy paying a smile: "Hey, I have been secretly observing for several months. When I have time, I will ask the two stupid family members, then I am not afraid to ask you directly."

When I said that this leaf mother remembered the novel under the coffee table, I immediately thought of the tragic story that I saw in the morning, and suddenly I got up.

She grabbed her son's ear: "Your two brothers and sisters came to collect debts from me and your dad. You found a boyfriend. Your sister went to the house to sell homosexual novels. It is also a tragic love story. Mom, will this comedy die? Will it die?!"

Ye Wenxuan: "No, no, no, no, no, no, no death! Mom, my ears, my ears are going to fall..."

Yem: "Go and tell your sister, find me a story of cookies."

Ye Wenxuan: "A good mother! Quick and fast, I want to lose, I really want to fall."

After Xing Yuan’s father went out of the study, he could still hear the sound of Ye Wenxuan and Ye mother laughing in the kitchen.

His mouth curled unconsciously, revealing a soft expression.

This smile was caught by the leaf father on the side, and the heart sighed, and finally put a little bit of prejudice down.

But the children and grandchildren have their own children.

The son and daughter-in-law are not mortal. Some of the problems he had entangled before, after Xing Yuan Kaicheng announced the identity of the two, it is nothing.

What are the difficulties and obstacles that can't be solved by lightning?

If there is, then two.

Ye father thought about it, and sure enough, he finally loosened his mouth.

Anyway, the loss will not be the stinky boy of his family.

At noon, Ye father took out a bottle of good wine that had been hidden for a few years, and ordered Ye Shuxue to take three wine glasses. He had to drink two drinks with Xing Yuan and Zhang Rui.

This is the acquiescence of the identity of the two.

Ye Wenxuan first changed the joy for this, and then felt wrong: "No, Dad, why don't you have me?"

Ye father and the other two clink glasses, and said: "What do you drink, drink orange juice with Xiaoxue."

Ye Wenxuan: "I am almost thirty!"

Ye Father: "Oh."

Ye Father: "I heard that you have to fight thunder after two cups, you must also play nine hundred and eighty-one."

Ye Wenxuan: "..."

Ye Father: "Let the city of W city live a good year."

Ye Wenxuan, the commissioner, and his sister, drink orange juice together.

After the meal, Ye father took Xing Yuan and Zhang Rui and went to the study room to whisper. Ye Wenxuan also wanted to go. He was caught by Ye mother before he got close to the study room. He sent him and Ye Shuxue to post the Spring Festival couplets and do some piecemeal. trivia.

Unconsciously, on New Year's Eve, the family sat around the living room, and the TV broadcasted the Spring Festival Evening program, and the volume was loud.

This is Ye Wenxuan and Xing Yuan, the first Chinese New Year with their families.

Ye Wenxuan followed Xing Yuan into the kitchen to take the fruit, and the family did not pay attention to this side, pulling the man and hurriedly took a kiss.

"Another year." His arm caught Xing Yuan's neck and reached the forehead of the other party. The lip peak sighed gently: "Happy New Year, old Xing."

The man holds the fruit plate in his hand and let him kiss him enough. He smiles half-heartedly: "Wife, happy new year."

Ye Wenxuan: "Congratulations, I have been mixing with me for a year and a half."

"Yeah." Xing Yuan finally bowed his head and kissed him: "I am honored."

The pointer slowly walked past twelve o'clock. On the TV, the host was cheering in unison. Ye father slammed the children back to the house to sleep. Zhang Rui and Ye Shuxue pulled the little hand, and said goodbye to everyone after a while, went out to go back to their home. It is.

Ye Wenxuan and Xing Yuan glanced at each other, avoiding the eyes of Ye Shuxue and Ye Fang, and turned their hands back to the bedroom.

Back to Ye Wenxuan's small single room at home, the space is not large, but an application is very complete. Ye Wenxuan's junior high school all lived in the school. The bigger bedroom in the house was prepared for his two silly sisters. From this point of view, Ye Wenxuan really seems to be a charge.

His single bed certainly can't sleep two men. Xing Yuantou came back to his house for the New Year, and he didn't want to live in the hotel. The two of them together, simply moved the desk out and moved a set of sofas in the living room into the bedroom. Put the beds together.

Although the height is not flat, but barely able to sleep two people.

Ye mother picked up two beds and was shackled, while helping the two to make the bed, while chanting his son, he was not allowed to bully "Xiao Xing" to sleep on the sofa.

Ye Wenxuan: You are my mother _(:3)∠)_

In the middle of the night, it was really a sleeping position that was entangled and wrapped around, and it was quite warm with the sporadic snowflakes that fluttered along the window.

Xing Yuan glared at Ye Wenxuan: "Cold?"

Ye Wenxuan thought that he was cold, and he increased the air conditioner by a few degrees. He said with pride: "There is no money for the family to use electricity now. How many degrees do you want to open? If you are cold, just say, don't be polite to me."

Xing Yuan, who wanted to be emotional, said: "...sleep your feelings."

It didn't take long for the two people to send a message at the same time. Ye Wenxuan took a look at the mobile phone and found that he was pulled into a family WeChat group by the old girl. There were only a few people in it, his parents, his sister and brother-in-law, and he and Lao Xing.

Ye Shuxue set up the group and started to send various photos taken today.

The snow in the city of W, the snowman at the gate of the community, secretly took the red-leafed mother, pretending that he did not see his wife’s red-clad leaf father, Xing Yuan, who looked serious with his face, and tied a ponytail with long legs and fruits. .

There are also Zhang Rui, Zhang Rui, Zhang Rui, various Zhang Rui, and photos of Ye Wenxuan and Xing Yuan standing in the kitchen kissing.

Ye Wenxuan: "The trough?"

In the new year, I whispered unconsciously.