The Heartthrob System cultivates brotherhood online

Ling Si took Ling Yan to meet Rong Jun and sought Xiaotuanzi's opinion beforehand.

Ling Yan has always known that his father has an alpha lover and is married. In a sense, he should thank the other party, otherwise his father would definitely have other children. There would be no way to meet his father.

Ling Yan now has his own exclusive cloakroom, which is filled with all kinds of beautiful clothes. Before this, he could not even dare to think about it.

Because he was going to meet his other father today, Ling Yan attached great importance to it and asked the servants to help him change into a black vest and suit and tie a bow tie.

When Ling Si appeared at the Ling family holding Ling Yan, Rong Jun felt a sense of absurdity, as if his lover had a child.

Rong Jun glanced at Ling Yan and saw vigilance and subtle expectation in his eyes.

Ling Yan nestled in the young man's arms and tightened his arms, wondering if his father would abandon him just because he was not liked by the other father.

Ling Si enthusiastically introduced Rong Jun: "Look, this is my son."

"Come in and sit down first." Rong Jun withdrew his gaze from the little girl, with an unclear expression, and led them into the living room.

The Rong family is Ling Si's other home. He doesn't feel any restraint here. However, it's different for Ling Yan.

The little boy rested his chin on the young man's shoulder, looked around quickly, and then looked away.

"You've gotten familiar with each other so quickly?" Rong Jun saw Ling Si sitting down without even putting the child down, and teased, "That's right, you're more popular with kids."

Ling Si introduced Rong Jun to Ling Yan: "He is also your father. It is up to you whether to call him or not. But he calls me husband, so he can actually be considered your mother."

Ling Yan's eyes widened. He didn't expect that Rong Jun, who looked so strong, would actually call Ling Si like that.

Rong Jun pinched Ling Si's soft cheek, "Don't you call me that?"

Rong Jun didn't worry too much about the issue of address. After all, it didn't mean who was on top. It was just a little interest in bed.

He clapped his hands, trying to get Ling Yan's attention: "Do you want me to hold you?"

In his two lives, he has almost raised two children. The first one is Rong Xun. Although he is not very skilled, he has grown up and has his own life.

The second one is your lover, whom you have held in your arms since childhood, so you can be considered experienced.

Ling Yan glanced at Ling Si, received the other party's encouraging gaze, stretched out half of his body, and was finally taken into Rong Jun's arms.

I originally thought that the other father would be unfamiliar, but he seemed to be more experienced than Ling Si. He weighed the little boy and frowned slightly: "You've lost weight."

"He doesn't eat much. The doctor said his stomach is not in good condition and needs to be taken care of slowly." Ling Si bowed slightly and held Ling Yan's hands to relieve his tension.

Rong Jun was holding the child in his arms, and next to him was his lover with a gentle expression and handsome face. It felt as if they were a family of three.

Ling Yan called him tentatively: "Dad."

Rong Jun's thoughts were pulled back to reality. His cold face softened a lot and he hummed softly.

They were not very familiar with each other, just strangers meeting for the first time, but this relationship tied the two together. As long as Ling Si liked someone, Rong Jun would treat him with a tolerant attitude.

Ling Yan stayed for a while and then returned to Ling Si's arms, his body obviously much more relaxed.

Ling Si lowered his head and said to the little girl, "Let's discuss the wedding. If you feel sleepy, take a nap."

Hearing this name again, the little girl's ears turned slightly red. She grabbed the young man's clothes and rested her head on his chest.

Rong Jun raised his eyebrows slightly, "Baby?"

"Well, I've seen other mothers call their children that way."

"I used to call you that too." Rong Jun tapped the back of the young man's hand with his fingertips, saying in a sly tone, "You were the same age as him then, and you didn't let me call you that because you thought you were grown up."

"That's right." Ling Si grabbed the other's restless fingers and squeezed them hard. "Why didn't you tell me that you still want me to call you brother?"

"I'm older than you and have always taken care of you. Am I not worthy of the title?" Rong Jun changed his focus to stroking the young man's wrist, his eyelashes slightly drooping, his eyes soft and affectionate as he recalled what happened before.

"I can afford it, brother."

Ling Si felt a chill on the middle finger of his left hand, he looked down and saw that just now, the alpha had pushed on a silver ring of the perfect size.

As his eyes moved, the same ring appeared on Rong Jun's hand. "This is our engagement ring. I know you don't like complicated things, so I'll just follow your instructions and prepare for the wedding."

"Although this link is gone, I think we should still have such a ring."

Rong Jun took his left hand and placed it on the side of his face, staring at him with his dark eyes, "I designed and made it myself. It is unique in the world."

Ling Si pinched his face and looked at the ring carefully. He found a small string of words at the bottom of the outer ring, but it was not familiar to him. "What does it say?"

"Two Worlds of Happiness." Rong Jun explained, "It's the small seal script of ancient Earth."

"I always feel that meeting you is my greatest fortune. Even if... we are not together, pain is also joy."

The alpha took the young man's hand and placed a kiss on the spot where the ring and middle finger touched, his eyelashes trembling slightly, with endless piety and sincerity.

The warm breath hit the back of his hand, Ling Si curled his fingertips slightly, and his heart beat faster. For the first time, he felt that Rong Jun was good-looking and charming, with a high nose bridge, and the tip of his nose gently rubbed the back of his hand, as if he was acting coquettishly.

In his eyes, the original Rong Jun was no different from an ordinary person.

The system has never evolved aesthetics, but love and excitement cast a layer of light over Rong Jun.

"There are also your and my initials on the inner ring."

After saying this, Rong Jun lowered his head to look at the little girl in Ling Si's arms, and found that the other party was still with her head down. He slightly turned his head and kissed the young man.

It was short and gentle, even the breath didn't change.

Ling Si wiped the water from his lips, thinking that he should be more restrained when the child was around, and then he started to talk about business.

But as they were talking, Rong Jun began to lose focus. It was only until Ling Si pulled him that he shifted his attention back.

"I heard there are flower girls, and they can be given to the baby when the time comes."

Rong Jun nodded slightly, his eyes falling on the young man's face, "You have never called me baby."

"Are you still a cub?"

"I am." Rong Jun nodded shamelessly.

Ling Si: “…” Suddenly speechless.

"Why didn't you scream?" Rong Jun pressed on, bending down to look at Ling Yan on Ling Si's legs, "--Is he asleep?"

Ling Si was still a little slow to react to the sudden change of topic. After a few seconds, he glanced at Ling Yan and said, "He's asleep."

"Can I call now?" Rong Jun asked with anticipation.

Ling Si blinked, "Baby."

Rong Jun clenched his fists, pursed his lips into a straight line, and suddenly turned his back and covered his face.

Ling Si thought he was dissatisfied and called out again, but saw Rong Jun’s raised mouth corners.

The blush spread from behind his ears to his face. Rong Jun was so embarrassed that his face turned red. He almost lost control when he heard Ling Si yell. He covered his mouth and said, "Don't yell. Save it for later..."

The palms of his hands were full of the hot breath exhaled by the young man. Rong Jun's heart trembled. He withdrew his hands, secretly cursing himself for having no self-control. He was nearly a hundred years old in two lifetimes combined, but he was still like a young boy.

"Oh." Ling Si continued to speak shockingly, "Screaming on the bed?"