Baby daddy's unrestrained life

It's more than three in the afternoon.

Ye Feng's family has already arrived at Haicheng's home.

There is no one to live at home for a long time. Ning Ning starts to clean up as soon as she comes back. Ye Feng and Xiao Bao follow Ning Ning Ning to clean up the house, but the father and daughter are more likely to help.

Ning Ning just finished dragging the ground, and the little baby began to chase Ye Feng everywhere. It's all over the ground. It's white.

Ning Ning just tidied up the sofa. Ye Feng began to roll on the sofa with her baby in her arms again. Then she tidied up the neat sofa and was in a mess.

This is for Ning Ning Qi. Your father and daughter are sent by heaven to bully your sister, aren't they?

Fortunately, Ye Feng answered the phone at this time.

"Principal Wu? Oh, OK. Hi, I said I invited you. It's OK. I'll pay for it then. "

President Wu estimates that Ye Feng has arrived in Haicheng and says that he wants to meet him. By the way, he is introducing some scholars.

"Ning Ning, I'm not eating dinner at home."

Said a, leaf breeze big devil king began to wear clothes.

"Let's go, let's go."

Ning Ning would like him to go out early. "Come back early in the evening. Don't drink too much wine, do you know?" Ning Ning asked.

"I understand!"

Ye Feng waved and kissed the baby. "My daughter, listen to my mother." Then he left.

The big devil of Ye Feng left, and Yiyi was left at home. Ning Ning was relieved. Without her father, this little girl can't turn out the palm of Ning Ning's hand.

……

It's getting late.

Ye Feng drove directly to a hotel in the city.

In the lobby, front desk lady.

"Welcome. What can I do for you?"

Ye Feng smiles, "where is 702?" President Wu said it on the phone just now.

"This way, please."

This hotel looks ok. The waiters are all beautiful little sisters. They all wear blue cheongsam with buttocks wrapped, and their legs are wrapped with meat and silk stockings. It's also a scenery in winter.

702.

The room is chatting and laughing. Ye Feng pushes the door into the room, and the people in the room look at it.

There were seven or eight people in the room. President Wu was sitting in the first place. As soon as he saw Ye Feng, he immediately stood up to meet him. He laughed and said, "Professor Ye is coming. Come and sit down. It's just you." President Wu took Ye Feng and sat down beside him.

"This is Professor Ye!"

"Young!"

"At first sight, it is the dragon and Phoenix among the people. They have extraordinary bearing and bearing."

"Ha ha, heroes are teenagers!"

When ye Fengcai sat down, a table of people began to flatter him. Obviously, everyone at this table knows Ye Feng. However, it's a bit embarrassing that Ye Feng knows a principal Wu with a table full of people.

"In front of you, boy is nothing."

Although I don't know, Ye Feng is very modest when he should be modest. People on this table are all fifty years old, Ye Feng self modest boy is no problem.

There are waiters over there who serve dishes and start to take food. There are also two beautiful and sexy girls pouring wine on the side. To tell you the truth, Ye Feng feels strange.

A bunch of scholars have dinner, and girls pour wine?

It's a little inappropriate.

In particular, a little old man sitting on the other side of president Wu, his eyes are always squinting at the girl's big white legs. His naked appearance is not covered at all!

At this time, President Wu said, "come on, let me introduce you. This is Professor Ye Fengye, who is famous in Haida."

Ye Feng came back to his senses and stood up with a smile and arched his hands to the crowd.

"Professor Ye, this is Yu Likun, Dean of the History Department of Haida. You should have met him." President Wu compared the old man beside Ye Feng, "last time, it was president Yu who helped me. In fact, I didn't do anything."

"Yes, I have."

Ye Feng laughs, actually has not seen, anyway he does not have the impression at all, but last time other people may help him greatly, "last time matter, but thanks in the dean."

"Professor Ye is very kind. It's also my old friend's help."

President Yu said: "this is Zhang Hui, President of Haicheng Institute of history. Professor Ye, your title is arranged by Lao Zhang."

"I've heard a lot about President Zhang."

Ye Feng compliments again.

"Hey, Professor Ye, you're welcome. They're all from the same school."

Dean Zhang looks more than 60 years old, gray hair, looks very kind.

"Oh? How about a school

Ye Feng was stunned, and the next president Wu explained with a smile: "president Zhang used to be the president of the History Department of Haida, but later he was transferred to the Institute of history."

With such an explanation from President Wu, Ye Feng suddenly realized.

No wonder, no wonder that thing was done so fast last time. It turned out that it was all our own people.

After the introduction, Ye Feng found that everyone was from Haida, or from Haida. It can be said that this table is rooted in Miao Hong's Haida pie. Although no one has said it clearly, Ye Feng can still feel that there must be cliques in the University circle or the cultural circle. Otherwise, there are so many historians in Haicheng now, why did President Wu call so many people?

The meaning is self-evident.

However, what impressed Ye Feng most was the old man sitting on the other side of principal Wu.

His name is Han Chen. He is also in his sixties. He is an academician of the National Academy of history. According to President Wu, this old Han occupies a very high position in the field of Chinese history, which can be said to be the mainstay of Haida's historical research.

But, this pillar is a little... How to say, it's not nice to say, it's a little disrespectful for the old!

The old man in his sixties is still staring at the little girl. Looking at the white thigh, he wants to jump on it!

Ye Feng chatted with them while drinking wine, but the old man Han began to make love to the little girl. The little girl was not a serious waiter, and she fell in love with the old man who could be his grandfather.

"This little hand is soft, Xiao Li. What kind of skin care products do you usually use? Recommend it to my brother. " Old Han touched the little girl's hand, and his saliva was about to flow down.

The waiter named Xiao Li, with a coquettish look on his face, said, "Oh, there are so many people. When there are so few people waiting, they are talking to you slowly."

"Poof!"

Ye Feng is drinking, almost choked him to death, suddenly hot to the throat, choked his face red.

Brother, brother?

What about cosmetics?

This Han Laozhen has really refreshed his three outlooks!

Is the mainstay of history in Haida so fashionable?

Shouldn't all the people who study history be old-fashioned? Why is Mr. Han so different?

Also cosmetics, that thing Ye Feng do not understand!

President Yu over there seems to be unable to see it any more. He said with less joy, "Lao Han, can't you pay attention to the influence? It's time to eat! Can't you wait until after dinner? "

"You care about me? I'd love to. Do you have a meal? "

Mr. Han has a goatee. When he talks, he looks very funny.

That Zhang Hui Dean also helpless way: "Lao Han, you always like this, sooner or later have an accident."

"What the hell! What can happen? "

"Hey, you don't listen! Not to mention being photographed by reporters, how old are you? How old are you

"Oh, who is like you? I can do it three times a night! "

"You are..."

"What's wrong with me? You are jealous! A bunch of useless old people

Mr. Han turned his lips and disdained them. He turned a deaf ear to their persuasion, even complacent.

Ye Feng looks at the corners of his mouth. He has seen many old men who are old, and also many old men who are cranky. Originally, Ye Feng thought that his grandfather in his hometown was cranky enough, irritable and uncertain. But compared with Han Laoyi, Ye Feng felt that his grandfather was more serious in a moment!

At most, the old man at home has nothing to lose his temper. He is not that old and thinks about girls every day!

This Han Minority will be sixty years old. Maybe they will all live their sixty-six birthday!

Three times a night?

I'm healthy enough!

President Wu was also a little embarrassed. He said to ye, "Mr. Han is absolutely the top scholar in China, but as for people, who have no problems, it's not a big deal." He was afraid that Han would frighten Ye Feng.

Zhang Hui, the Dean over there, said, "it's just an old whore. If there is no thing that a woman can't even write, she will die in her belly sooner or later."

The leaf breeze pulls the corner of the mouth to smile, lowered the head to sip the wine!

My heart is filled with emotion, this is a master!

This is the master!

It's hundreds of times better than that great master!

He has never served a few people in his life. Last time, he was convinced by his father-in-law's beautiful wives. Today, Han looks more fierce than his father-in-law!