Marriage status: Ex-husband, please respect yourself

Chapter 584

The door of the room was slammed several times before the man opened his sleepy eyes.

Looking in the direction of the voice, he saw that the door of the room was pushed open a gap, and Yan Hao poked his head out cautiously, "Master, Madam told you to get up."

"Hmm..." He responded with a soft voice, then turned over and fell asleep again.

The man was bare-chested, with his broad and strong back spread out on the velvety gray sheets. Yan Hao straightened his eyes, showing a face full of embarrassment, and yelled twice against the door.

"Master, Master?"

This time, what responded to him was a pillow that hit his feet in the air.

He didn't want to wake up the man either, but the lady downstairs was still waiting, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and walked in cautiously on the floor.

Walking to the bed, he poked the man's shoulder with his finger, "Master, it's time to go downstairs for breakfast."

"Hmm..." Shan Rao buried his head in the quilt, and replied softly, "Go out, I understand."

go out?

After going out and waiting, it usually takes noon to see people coming out, which is not uncommon for Yan Hao.When he was about to speak again, he was attracted by the flesh-pink scar on the waist of the other party, and he frowned slightly, seeing that the scar hadn't healed satisfactorily.

So he bent down again and brought his face closer to the scar, "Master, you seem to have pus growing inside, I'll accompany you to the hospital to have a look after dinner."

As he spoke, he stretched out a finger and poked at the raised pustules.

Just at that moment, a man's wailing scream came from his ear.

Shan Rao felt the nerves in his back jump twice, a layer of cold sweat peeled off from his body, and all the tiredness disappeared in an instant.

When Yan Hao reacted, he had already bounced off the bed.

He couldn't dodge in time, and was kicked in the knee by the jumping man, and then his center of gravity became unstable, and he fell straight towards the bed in front of him.

Unbiased, just like that, he threw Young Master Shan who had just jumped up onto the bed again.

The cheek was pressed against the other's chest, and it felt warm and hard.

"Young master, young master..." Yan Hao's face was squeezed out of shape, and his voice was slightly hoarse and trembling.

Shan Rao, who had reacted, propped his elbows on the bed sheet, propped up his chest slightly, and looked indifferently at the man in front of him who was baring his teeth and claws.

It was nothing at first, but at this time, the door of the room was pushed open again, Mrs. Shan stood at the door, seeing this scene, the expression on her face became complicated in an instant.

He only said half of the sentence "Rao'er" in his mouth, and the remaining half was stuck in his throat, unable to move up or down.

The old man was still holding the edge of the door with one hand, just stepped into the bedroom with one foot, and instinctively put it back, closed the door with a "bang", and went downstairs without saying a word.

Not even a moment's time to explain.

Hearing the old lady's voice, Yan Hao was so anxious that he was blinded, and managed to break free and stood up, straightened his waist, turned around and called out "madam".

Unexpectedly, the only response to him was the violent closing sound of the door.

Blinking his eyes twice, his face showed a bit of grievance, and he turned around to see the man sitting on the edge of the bed wearing his shirt unhurriedly, and asked anxiously, "Master, did Madam misunderstand something?"

"Well, what do you think?" Shan Rao put on his clothes, then stepped on his slippers and headed towards the bathroom.

"Don't, master..." Yan Hao followed behind, his eyes were red with anxiety, "kuang kuang" slammed on the door of the bathroom that had just been taken, "Master, you have to explain for me."

This time, the only response to him was the sound of "crashing" water in the bathroom.

Shan Rao went downstairs after washing up, and went straight to the restaurant.

Sitting down at the dining table, I always felt that the eyes of the group of people were a bit weird. He kept his expression, just glanced lightly at Yan Hao who was standing not far away, and then pretended not to notice. bread.

"Here, Rao..." Shan mother pursed her lips, first exchanged a look with Shan father next to her, then put down the spoon for porridge in her hand, and said with a smile: "Your Uncle Yuan's youngest daughter will come over later. Give your father a birthday gift in advance, and you will entertain us."

"it is good."

Shan Rao responded with closed eyes, without raising his head.

The single mother coughed twice, and then glanced at Yan Hao, there was no special emotion in her eyes, but she still made the man tremble all over, feeling extremely guilty.

"You met this little daughter of the Yuan family a while ago, do you still remember?" The single mother raised her brows, smiled expectantly, and then patted her husband on the shoulder next to her, "That's when you two made an appointment together before." You've played golf before, right old Dan?"

"Yeah." Shan's father just handed a spoonful of porridge to his lips, and Shan's mother patted his shoulders and shook off half of it. He frowned and replied repeatedly, "Old Yuan's three daughters are all good at teaching, especially this one. Little daughter..."

Everyone in the room didn't say a word, they just watched the old couple say something, the meaning in the words was already obvious.

While drinking the porridge, Shi Ran secretly smiled, quietly kicked Shan Rao's leg under the table, then raised his brows, with a proud expression on his face waiting to watch a good show.

Shan Rao glanced at her angrily, then without saying anything, he raised his head to look at Yan Hao who was standing beside him, with a silly smile on his face.

Yan Hao's hair was blown all over his body, and he wanted to run away on the spot. Sure enough, the old couple noticed the man's eyes, and they stopped talking, and followed his gaze to look at the blushing man. .

"Young master, young master..." Yan Hao complained incessantly, and repeatedly stretched out his hand to wave in front of his eyes, "Master, why are you looking at me like that?"

"It's okay." Shan Rao lost his appetite after two mouthfuls of bread, picked up the cold milk at hand and handed it out, "Bring me a cup of hot one instead."

When the other party came into the kitchen with the milk as if he had been amnestied, Shan Rao also pushed the chair under him and got up, walked towards the living room, and asked at the same time: "When will that Miss Yuan come? I have to go Go to the company, and then go to the hotel..."

After hearing the words, the single mother chased after him, and saw the man go to the sofa in the living room and lie down, turning on the TV news in a comfortable posture and watching the news.

"I'll be there in a while, go upstairs and change my clothes before coming down." She pointed up and down, "What does this look like?"

A white T-shirt and velvet gray casual trousers are worn on the man, showing a bit of a loose and casual style, and the hair has not been taken care of, and it still looks like it was piled up on the head just after waking up. .

But the man didn't seem to care much, he waved his hand and refused, "No change."

The old man's brows and eyes were a little cold, and when he was about to speak again, the aunt who cleaned the garden at home came to report that someone had visited.

The single mother thought that it must be the youngest daughter of the Yuan family, so she walked over and turned off the TV, and then urged the man on the sofa, "Get up, go and greet her."

Shan Rao stood up in response, and then heard the aunt continue to explain: "It's not the Miss Yuan's family, she said she is from Kyoto, and her surname is Song."

"Song?" The man paused, and his eyes lit up a little.

The single mother also hesitated, and couldn't remember who this Miss Song from Kyoto was.

But Mr. Shan, who had just come out of the restaurant, understood it all at once, and planned to greet him in person, "Mr. Song's daughter is here? I haven't seen you for many years. I have to meet..."

"Which song..." Shan Mu frowned, reached out and patted the side, but didn't want to take it for nothing.

"Hey..." She looked around twice, and when she saw Shi Ran standing not far away, she pointed to the empty seat next to her and asked, "Where's that brat?"

Shi Ran pursed the faint smile on his lips, and gestured towards the stairs behind him, "I probably went upstairs to change clothes."

(End of this chapter)