[ABO] My husband is a little weird today

Mr. Hao, who is in a relationship, leaves work very early today.

The employees couldn't help wondering: where did the president who once regarded his work as his life and took charge of the company go?

"Looking at the situation, not only was he late for work, but he also left early, and he didn't leave his mobile phone in a daze during the meeting. There are nine out of ten that he fell in love!" Xiao Zhang, an employee of the Ministry of Finance, analyzed with experience.

When everyone heard this, they were shocked. It turns out that our president has quietly left the ranks of the diamond king and the fifth? !

Who is the opponent?Do we have to find all the information in 3 minutes now in case the president needs it!

Assistant Wang walked by silently holding a teacup. He recalled seeing Mr. Hao's inexplicable smirk in the office last time, and felt that Xiao Zhang's speculation was not very correct but very correct!

On this day, within three hours after Mr. Hao left the company in a hurry, everyone in the company said something to each other, and everyone knew something.

Our president seems to be in love!

......

Mr. Hao drove to the kindergarten impatiently.The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and the company has a lot of finishing work, and there are few opportunities to cultivate a relationship with Mr. Zhou, and the number of meetings with Mr. Zhou recently is even more limited.

Mr. Hao found that he really thought about dying when he didn't see Mr. Zhou every day. When he only saw Mr. Zhou every few days, it was pure torture.

Because the children are already on winter vacation today, when Mr. Hao arrived at the kindergarten, the entrance was quite deserted.

At this time, it was almost dark, and Mr. Zhou called and said that some trivial work had not been completed, and Mr. Hao could go to him first.

Mr. Hao got out of the car and slipped into the kindergarten in a hurry.Outside the door, the old man was watching the news intently while eating freshly baked shredded pork pancakes in his hut. The air was filled with the aroma of fried pancakes.

Mr. Hao arrived at the classroom mentioned by Mr. Zhou. As soon as he walked in, he saw Mr. Zhou who was cleaning a vase with his back turned to him.

Mr. Zhou is still wearing the uniform of the kindergarten teacher. I don’t know if he gave Mr. Zhou a size smaller when distributing the clothes. Mr. Zhou looks very slim in this dress and is very neat.At this time, he was holding a wet cloth, and his sleeves were neatly rolled up, revealing his small white arms and slender hands.Under the light, the blood vessels winding all the way from the back of the hand are clearly visible.

The heating in the hut was very strong, which made Mr. Hao's mouth feel a little parched.

Mr. Zhou turned to look at him, and smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, but I still need you to wait for me."

Mr. Hao became happy. He was very happy to see Mr. Zhou, even happier to hear Mr. Zhou speak, and even happier to be with Mr. Zhou.

"It's okay, come here, do you need help?" Mr. Hao greeted him enthusiastically like a big dog, and followed closely behind Mr. Zhou.

Mr. Zhou arranged the vase, and when he turned around, he met Mr. Hao's hand.It doesn't matter if you touch it, I saw Mr. Zhou grabbed Mr. Hao's hand.

"Why are your hands so cold?" Mr. Zhou asked with concern.

Mr. Hao was a little embarrassed: "I just came in from outside, it must be too cold outside."

Mr. Zhou let go of his hand, took his own glass from the table next to him, and gently stuffed it into Mr. Hao's hand.

"Shut up," Mr. Zhou felt like he was taking care of a child: "Sit down and rest for a while, I'll be fine soon."

Mr. Hao obediently held the cup and sat down on the chair, watched Mr. Zhou busy, and then secretly kissed the rim of the cup when Mr. Zhou turned around.

The water in the cup was very hot, and Mr. Hao's hands were warmed up quickly. Mr. Hao put the cup back to its original place, and still followed Mr. Zhou.

Mr. Zhou was picking up some paints and drawing next to the small bookshelf. He glanced at Mr. Hao and asked, "Do you want to paint together?" He said, and handed over a brush.

Mr. Hao took it, as if it was a novelty, and painted a bunch of small firecrackers with red paint.

"Look, how is it?"

Mr. Zhou laughed: "Not bad."

Mr. Hao got motivated and began to draw endlessly. Mr. Zhou watched him draw a bunch of gadgets dumbfounded.

The wall was painted in a lively and lively way, and the atmosphere in the whole room was also rendered lively.

Taking advantage of Mr. Zhou's unpreparedness, Mr. Hao dipped his index finger in white paint and scratched Mr. Zhou's face.

Mr. Zhou was taken aback, but when he realized it, he became playful, dipped in blue paint, and fought back at Mr. Hao.

The more the two people quarreled, the happier they were, and the more they quarreled, the happier they were.Suddenly, Mr. Hao's feet were stumbled, and he lost his center of gravity and threw himself into Mr. Zhou's arms. Mr. Zhou was unprepared, and both of them fell on the carpet.

When Mr. Hao opened his eyes again, he directly made eye contact with Mr. Zhou who was close at hand.

close...too close...

It was so close that Mr. Zhou could feel the violent beating of Mr. Hao's heartbeat in his chest, and so close that Mr. Hao could feel Mr. Zhou's warm and trembling breath.

My intuition told Mr. Hao that now is really a good time.

A good time for a kiss.

"Handsome..." Mr. Zhou called him softly.

As long as, just a little closer, the lips can touch...

but……

"Handsome," Mr. Zhou said hesitantly, "You...you seem to have a nosebleed..."

Mr. Hao woke up suddenly: "Ah..."

Mr. Hao wiped his nose with his hand, and sure enough, there was blood on his hand.

Mr. Hao hurriedly stood up, clutching his nose, and the two ended their intimate posture.

Mr. Zhou took a tissue from the side and handed it to the flustered Mr. Hao.

Mr. Hao was annoyed while wiping his nose.

Really, the chain is lost at a critical moment...