wool comes from wolves

"Ahhh..." Mao Xiaochuan jumped up from the bed. In a panic, one of his legs tripped over an unknown object, which caused him to jump very unsmoothly. He fell back with a "boom" and rolled along the edge of the bed on the ground.

When he fell, he was touched on the thigh, and it hurt so badly.However, this little pain was nothing compared to the fear in his heart.

He got up from the ground in a panic, not knowing where to go.A dangerous signal came in my mind, 'A perverted house-breaker has come to the house! '

He screamed and rushed to the door of the bedroom, reaching out to open the door, but he didn't want a strong force behind him to drag him back.He couldn't control his body, spun several times like a spinning top, and fell onto the bed with a "plop".

Then, the strong and burly body behind him jumped up and pressed Mao Xiaochuan firmly. He pinched Mao Xiaochuan's two wrists with one hand and pressed them behind him, and the other hand grabbed Mao Xiaochuan's throat at the speed of light.

"Ugh..." Mao Xiaochuan rolled his eyes and couldn't move for a moment.

"Who are you?" The voice of the 'perverted burglar' on his back was low and cold, as if his voice didn't come from his throat at all.

"Let go... let go!" Mao Xiaochuan uttered a few sounds from his throat with difficulty, and the 'perverted' iron claws behind him were clasped around his neck, and it was extremely difficult for him to even breathe.

Seeing his pitiful appearance, the 'perverted' man seemed to show some kindness, he slightly loosened the hand holding Mao Xiaochuan's neck, but the oppressive aura did not disappear.

Mao Xiaochuan was finally able to breathe hard, and his mouth could barely speak. He muttered, his whole body was shaking, his tongue was knotted, and his mouth was trembling, "I, I, I don't know you, and I don't know you either. See you, don't kill me!"

"Heh..." 'Perverted Man' faintly smiled, but Mao Xiaochuan didn't hear it very clearly, his current reaction was completely instinctive.Whether it was the heroic deeds of fighting against gangsters seen in movies or books, at this moment, in his opinion, it was completely nonsense.

He can generate a little bit of self-help awareness at the time of life and death, and implement this awareness into action, in his own opinion, it is already very remarkable.

The "Perverted Male Killer"'s big hand that was still clasping Mao Xiaochuan's throat suddenly moved in a different direction, and the iron claws instantly moved up to Mao Xiaochuan's small pointed chin, and twisted his chin with a little force.

Mao Xiaochuan's face was turned back, and his eyes happened to meet a face behind him, he closed his eyes immediately in shock, "Wow, I didn't see you, you let me go, I really don't want to I don't know you...Wow..."

"Shut up!" The 'perverted killer' behind him obviously hated Mao Xiaochuan who was chattering like this. Calling was suppressed.

"Open your eyes!" he said.

"No, no..." Mao Xiaochuan shook his head hastily, but he only shook his head halfway. The severe pain from his wrist made him wake up suddenly, and he opened his eyes suddenly.

An enlarged mature and manly handsome face was placed less than ten centimeters in front of him. The man's eyes were sharp, his eyebrows were thick and sharp, and his tightly pursed lips vaguely revealed a trace of The arc of disdain.

The face is a good-looking face, it has everything it should have, and it seems that it has everything it shouldn't have.

"Do you know me?" The corners of the mouth of the man in front of him were raised, and his cold facial features softened a little, overlapping with the impressive face in Mao Xiaochuan's mind to a certain extent.

"..." Mao Xiaochuan's mind went blank, this person... this person... seems to be not...'Perverted Murderer'!

"You, you... elder brother, you..." Mao Xiaochuan tried his best to straighten his tongue, and said with difficulty, "you really look like... Yuan Xin!"

The expression of the man behind him seemed to freeze for a moment, and he stood up from Mao Xiaochuan who had been pressing down.For some reason, he reached out and grabbed Mao Xiaochuan's back collar and pulled Mao Xiaochuan up.

Mao Xiaochuan shook his small body and turned around. His back was wet with sweat. He was almost scared to pee just now. He raised his head and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. He looked up timidly at the man in a simple white shirt and A tall, handsome man in suit pants and barefoot.

When he caught a glimpse of the man in front of him staring at him, Mao Xiaochuan lowered his head in fright.

"I'm his father!" Yuan Shaoqi's voice sounded also calm and mellow.

"Ah!" Mao Xiaochuan was in awe, his heart relaxed, he immediately raised his head, wanted to raise his hand to say hello, but felt that it was inappropriate, so he bent down slightly and made a full standard bow, trying to raise the corners of his mouth, Showing a few small white teeth, he shouted sweetly, "Hello, Dad! I'm Mao Xiaochuan!"

"..." Yuan Shaoqi's facial expression, which has never been rich, unexpectedly showed a crack.

After reacting, Mao Xiaochuan couldn't hold back that 'hypocritical' face immediately, he waved his hands hastily, flustered, "I am, I mean, hello, Father Yuan Xin! Yes, it is Yuan Xin's father!"

"Yeah!" Yuan Shaoqi reluctantly nodded, "Hello!"

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Yuan Xin quickly went downstairs and drove to Mao Xiaochuan's favorite restaurant. After packing a few special dishes, he drove home quickly.

His right eyelid kept twitching, and a bad premonition lingered in his heart.Last time, his left eyelid kept twitching, and he soon found out about his father Yuan Shaoqi's remarriage.

Yuan Shaoqi and his mother Xu Guangling have completely different personalities.When Yuan Xin was young, he also felt a certain amount of resentment towards the divorce of his parents.However, as he grew older, this antipathy slowly faded.

Xu Guangling is the kind of woman who has nothing to worry about in her daily life. Most of the time, her thinking is simple, and complicated things can't get past her mind.

And Yuan Shaoqi is the kind of man who is calm and excessive.No one can tell who valued whose appearance more when the two got married, but in the eyes of others, the golden and jade marriage is probably like a person who knows himself when he drinks cold and warm.

Yuan Xin's car drove faster and faster, 'buzzing...' The phone in his pocket suddenly started to vibrate violently again.His premonition grew stronger, something must happen tonight.

The car was driving close to the intersection, and the traffic light ahead instantly turned red. Yuan Xin slammed on the brakes, quickly took out his cell phone from his pocket, glanced at the caller ID, and his heart beat wildly.

What flashed on the screen of the phone was Mao Xiaochuan's sleepy headshot with his eyes squinted. Mao Xiaochuan's name also flashed wildly on the screen. Without thinking about it, he hurriedly pressed the call button, "Mao Xiaochuan Xiaochuan, what's wrong?"

"Yuan Xin..." Mao Xiaochuan lowered his voice. He hid in the bathroom and secretly called Yuan Xin. While calling, he turned his head and looked at the door of the bathroom vigilantly, lest Yuan Shaoqi would overhear him.

"Yuan Xin, when are you going home? Your father, your father, your father..." Mao Xiaochuan's heart skipped a beat.

"What happened to my father?" Yuan Xin asked again.

"Your father, he is at our house!" Mao Xiaochuan finally shouted out.

When Yuan Xin heard Mao Xiaochuan use "our family", he felt at ease.But a second later, Mao Xiaochuan suddenly realized the first half of his sentence, "Your father... is at our house!"

His sanity recovered in an instant, "When did he arrive?"

"He arrived a long time ago. He arrived before we went home. He was lying on the bed, sleeping under the quilt. I didn't even know he was there. I found him when I crawled on the bed. I really I didn't do it on purpose, I thought he was a thief who came to our house to steal things..." Mao Xiaochuan explained the matter to Yuan Xin in a hurry, and explained his rude behavior just now.

"Don't be afraid, I'll go back right away!" Yuan Xin comforted him.

Hearing Mao Xiaochuan's words, Yuan Xingang's wonderful mood disappeared immediately.He slammed the steering wheel with his palm, stepped on the gas pedal fiercely, the car went through the red light with a 'boom', and passed an approaching pickup truck at the intersection.

"Damn it!" The guy who drove the pickup almost stuck his tongue out in fright, "This guy is fucking crazy!"

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Mao Xiaochuan hung up the phone, stuffed the phone in his trouser pocket, turned on the tap to wash his hands, took some water and patted his face, and then pretended to leave the bathroom.

He walked into the kitchen, poured Yuan Shaoqi a glass of water, held it in his hand, quietly walked into the living room, put it on the coffee table in front of the sofa, and said obediently, "Father Yuan Xin, drink some water!"

"Okay!" Yuan Shaoqi replied lightly, but his body did not move.He stood near the balcony in the living room, where there was a wall of three-dimensional bookcases, and there were rows and rows of tomes stacked on the wall. He took out a book at random, and twirled a page with his slender fingers.

The sky outside gradually darkened, and the crystal chandelier on the ceiling of the living room emitted a soft yet bright light, shining warmly on the heads of the people in the room.No matter whether it is work or life, Yuan Shaoqi, who is too cold and rigid, has an illusion of being a "loving father".

Mao Xiaochuan has never read the books on Yuan Xin's bookcase. For one thing, he is too talented to do the job of a literary youth.The idle books he read since he was a child only wandered from the composition encyclopedia to the composition small world. Being able to read those tomes full of words one by one without stopping is another kind of torture in life for him .

Secondly, he couldn't even finish reading the books issued by the school, so how could he have the spare time to read all kinds of famous books at home and abroad?

Therefore, even if he wanted to get close to Yuan Shaoqi and exchange the philosophy of life, it might not be possible at all.

He put down the cup in his hand, rubbed his hands, stood a little awkwardly for a while, thinking about going back to the kitchen!Just as he was about to turn around, Yuan Shaoqi's voice came again. He was still holding the large gilt-covered book that he had opened just now, and turned to look at Mao Xiaochuan, "Xiaochuan!"

"Ah...ah?" Mao Xiaochuan turned around in a daze.

"Have you read this book?" Yuan Shaoqi asked.

"Uh..." Mao Xiaochuan was tongue-tied.The thought of lying or not flashed through his mind.

Before he could decide what to say, Yuan Shaoqi suddenly asked again, "Yuan Xin...have you been in a relationship recently?"

"..." Mao Xiaochuan panicked, and subconsciously said, "He... just went to find his...girlfriend!"

"..." Yuan Shaoqi.

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Yuan Xin drove into the community at high speed, but the car didn't even go to the parking lot. He jumped out of the car with the packed food, and rushed upstairs.

"Ding dong..." He calmed down and rang the doorbell.Soon, the door opened.As soon as he pushed it open, he opened the door with a gap, and hugged the person behind the door.

"Xiao Chuan, don't be afraid!" He blurted out.

"..." However, when he saw the person in front of him clearly, not only him, but also the person in his arms froze.

Mao Xiaochuan stood at a distance of more than one meter from the door. He was holding the wall with one hand, and the other was still in the pocket of his jeans. His bright black eyes were blinking, and his mouth was opened. He wanted to say something, but he didn’t dare to say it. He just gestured weakly to Yuan Xin.

The one Yuan Xin hugged in his arms was his father, Yuan Shaoqi, who looked exactly like him, but was taller and taller than him.