The little assistant ran ABO with his cubs

The dinner in our family was extremely sumptuous, and the seats were arranged according to the relationship between distance and distance. Shi Yue sat next to Jiang Xingjian, and his right hand side was vacant. He didn't see that person appear until the dinner started.

Just when the dinner was about to end and people thought that Jiang Zhihuai would not show up, a man's figure appeared on the railing on the second floor. The man leaned forward with his elbows on the railing, as if about to jump off. He looked jokingly at the people attending the dinner in the hall on the first floor, as if he was the emperor overlooking all living beings, and everyone wanted to bow their heads for him.

Shi Yue was keenly aware of the unkind eyes from the second floor. He glanced at the railing on the second floor from the corner of his eye, and only saw a black shadow of a man. Because of the limited vision, he couldn't see the whole picture clearly.

Shi Yue's reaction was almost instinctive. He pinched the table knife in his right hand that he hadn't used a few times with two fingers and pushed it into his sleeve. The slender handle slid into his sleeve against his wrist. Halfway inside, his palm was pressed against the back of the knife, with the blade pointing down, ready to deal with an attack at any time.

When Shi Yue looked upstairs again from the corner of his eye, the black shadow had disappeared, and that unfriendly look seemed to have never existed at all.

Shi Yue thought that his nerves were too tense, and this hallucination appeared. When he was about to pull out the table knife stuck in his cuff, his pale and skinny hand suddenly fell on Shi Yue's right arm, and he looked down. Shi Yue's hair on his whole body was startled.

The sound of the hand falling was not loud, but it hit Shi Yue's heart hard—he originally thought that his vigilance was enough to protect Jiang Xingjian, but now he was easily approached by someone without noticing it. Shi Yue felt very depressed.

"Children, don't play with knives lightly..."

The hand close to Shiyue easily pulled out the table knife from Shiyue's sleeve, and threw it on Shiyue's empty dinner plate with a "bang", the sound attracted everyone's attention, countless pairs of hands Eyes focused on October and the man, neither of them knew what happened.

Shi Yue raised his head, only then did he see the man's appearance clearly.

The first thing Shi Yue saw was the man's face. There was a slanted knife mark on his right eye, which almost ran through the entire right face and disappeared into the man's fluffy hair. He was dyed red. His long hair, a pair of eagle eyes inherited from Mr. Jiang's viciousness, his high nose bridge and knife-shaved side face can vaguely see his romantic charm before he was injured. When he saw him, he looked up at him with a little hostility. That man The banter on his face didn't fade away.

Just as Shi Yue was about to say something, the next second, his left hand was held by someone, and a deserted cedar fragrance lingered on his body, as if warning an unknown intruder.

"Everyone be quiet!" Before the man with the scar could speak, Mr. Jiang walked down the stairs with the help of the maid, and staggered to Shi Yue's side.

The old man took the scarred man's hand and stood beside the scarred man. Although his voice was not loud, it was very powerful.

"I called you here today to announce something. As you can see," Mr. Jiang paused, and looked at the man with the scar beside him benevolently. "My youngest son——Jiang Zhihuai is back."

If it was to introduce other people, there should be applause at this moment, but everyone was silent. Even if they knew the purpose of the dinner, no one was happy for Jiang Zhihuai's arrival.

But the awkward atmosphere didn't stay for long. Jiang Zhuyun got up from his seat first, walked up to Jiang Zhihuai, raised his glass for him, looked at Jiang Zhihuai's face, and said sincerely, "Little brother, big brother represents all Jiang Zhihuai." Your family welcomes you back."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Zhuyun touched the goblet in Jiang Zhihuai's hand, and drank the glass of red wine.

Jiang Zhihuai curled up his lips, raised the wine glass in his hand, and drank the wine in the glass.

This tense introduction came to a relatively satisfactory conclusion. Mr. Jiang and Jiang Zhuyun each returned to their seats, and Jiang Zhihuai sat on the empty seat next to Shi Yue.

Jiang Zhihuai was sprayed with a strong smell of perfume. He sat on the seat with his legs crossed, and kept playing with the table knife with his fingers, but his eyes never left Jiang Zhuyun. His eyes were not only Hatred, and many other emotions that I can't understand at the moment.

The more he worried that he would throw a throwing knife and stab Jiang Zhuyun in the heart, he was ready to fight at any time, and his whole body was in a state of defense, but the more he was like this, the cedar fragrance around him became stronger. In that farce, Jiang Xingjian seemed to be swearing sovereignty intentionally or unintentionally, and kept Jiang Zhihuai from getting closer.

After dinner, people chatted in groups of twos and threes in the hall, Shi Yue followed Shang Rong to chat with Jiang Junting's family members in the hall, Jiang Xingjian followed Jiang Zhuyun to talk on the balcony behind the white curtain blown by the wind , although Shi Yue said this, but his mind was not on the content of the conversation at all, his eyes always looked at Jiang Xingjian unconsciously.

On the one hand, he was worried about Jiang Xingjian's safety, and on the other hand, only he knew the reason - after seeing so many young people from Jiang's family today, only Jiang Xingjian grew up in his heart, so he must take advantage of it. Take a second look at this time.

Although I watched him every day and followed him every day, but I just couldn't get enough of him, and Shi Yue felt that there was probably no cure for him.

However, not all the time is so easy, when Jiang Zhihuai's figure in a dark blue suit appeared in Shi Yue's line of sight, it aroused Shi Yue's vigilance again.

From Jiang Xingjian's mouth, I learned that Jiang Zhihuai was sent to prison because of drug trafficking and arms reselling. When Jiang Zhihuai was working in Jiang's military factory, he almost resold high-quality new weapons. He was born rebellious and ruthless. He is fierce and insidious, and after mixing with the society, he takes both black and white, and is able to do a job with ease in the middle.

If he is guided well, he will become a talent, but it's a pity that Mr. Jiang has spoiled him.

When that ferocious scarred face turned to Shi Yue, Shi Yue was still frightened by his eyes and quickly avoided his sight.

Jiang Zhihuai didn't seem to notice Shi Yue, his eyes didn't linger on Shi Yue's body too much, and then he walked towards Jiang Zhuyun and his son who were on the balcony.

When Shi Yue looked up again and saw this scene, he quickly whispered something to Shang Rong, and followed him to the balcony.

The white gauze curtain was blown up by the night wind, blowing away the slightly drunk smell of alcohol. He could clearly smell the tense atmosphere on the balcony, and it was obvious that the conversation between the three was not pleasant.

Just when Shi Yue was standing with his back against the white marble sculpture, ready to rush in at any time, the sound of footsteps behind him approached, and Shi Yue could hear the owner of the footsteps. He was held by Jiang Xingjian's hand.

Jiang Xingjian's palm was as warm and dry as imagined, and no amount of bitter cedar fragrance could erase his body temperature.

The wish of interlocking fingers was suddenly crossed out from Shi Yue's small notebook.

Shi Yue was led by Jiang Xingjian through the crowd and came to a quiet corner behind the piano.

"Master..." Shi Yue was surrounded by Jiang Xingjian's outstretched arms beside the piano. Facing Jiang Xingjian's approach, Shi Yue could only try his best to get close to the piano, supporting the edge of the piano with both hands.

Jiang Xingjian leaned down, approached Shi Yue's right ear, and kissed his earlobe intimately.

Shi Yue suddenly opened his eyes wide. He never thought that Jiang Xingjian would kiss his earlobe. Soon, his whole body burned up, like a little crab that was roasted.

"Don't move, stay here with me for a while."

There was a tremor in Jiang Xingjian's order. Shi Yue saw Jiang Xingjian's lost look for the first time. His original excitement dissipated because of Jiang Xingjian's emotions. He took the initiative to put his arms around Jiang Xingjian He rubbed against Jiang Xingjian's neck sideways, greedily sniffing the cedar fragrance that belonged to him on Jiang Xingjian's body, trying to make him stick closer to himself.

The two almost merged into one.

"Master, I can accompany you as long as you want."

Because it is you, I am willing to bear all the pain and helplessness with you.