Migrant workers chase their wives ( MTL )

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The next morning, Cheng Xiangyuan woke up in his room.

When he sat up, he realized: oh, yes, he's back.

And yesterday was the night I spent on Lu Huashang's side!

After they had dinner yesterday, he packed up his things and talked with Lu Huashang for a while before returning to his room.

This night, he slept well by himself, and the other party slept well, right?

After washing his face, brushing his teeth, changing his clothes, etc. in the bathroom, Cheng Xiangyuan went out.

Then, at a glance, he saw his son in the living room.

The child turned his head, saw Cheng Xiangyuan, and rushed over happily. "Dad!"

Cheng Xiangyuan smiled and picked up his son.

Father and son, the child hugged Cheng Xiangyuan's neck tightly and kissed Cheng Xiangyuan's face several times.

Cheng Xiangyuan also smiled and kissed his son on the face several times.

The child giggled.

Cheng Xiangyuan rubbed his son's head vigorously.

"Xiao Jiu, do you miss Dad?"

"Yes." The little chicken nodded as if pecking at rice. "I really miss you."

"Really." Cheng Xiangyuan rubbed the child's face.

"Yeah!"

Cheng Xiangyuan sat down on the sofa with the child in his arms.

The child stared at Cheng Xiangyuan with stubborn eyes, afraid that he would not be able to see enough.

Cheng Xiangyuan rubbed his son's forehead.

"My dear son, tell Dad, how are you doing these days and what are you doing?"

"Okay!"

While the father and son were exchanging feelings, the door on Lu Huashang's side also opened.

The child looked over and cried out happily.

"Little Dad!"

Cheng Xiangyuan also laughed. "Are you awake?"

Cheng Xiangyuan stood up and walked towards Lu Huashang.

Lu Huashang nodded, and was about to say something when a sudden nausea surged up, he frowned fiercely, and then hurried back to the room.

Cheng Xiangyuan was stunned, and quickly followed.

The child blinked and thought for a while, but instead of going in, he waited on the sofa.

After Lu Huashang entered the room, he ran to the bathroom and vomited there.

Cheng Xiangyuan hurriedly patted the other party on the back, gently, but did not dare to use force.

After vomiting for about two minutes, Lu Huashang stopped.

Cheng Xiangyuan hurriedly poured water to rinse his mouth.

After some tossing, Lu Huashang felt a little more comfortable, but his brows were still furrowed.

Cheng Xiangyuan was very distressed. "Is it better? By the way, I don't know how my orange peel is now..."

Lu Huashang frowned. "The chef is watching."

"Oh, I'll see later, where are the orange peels now?"