wool comes from wolves

At the dinner table, the three of them were eating, and Mao Xiaochuan was eating the worst meal in his personal history.

Yuan Shaoqi changed his previous image of a cold, arrogant and handsome boss, and he didn't even care about his son with a bad tone.He kept adding vegetables to Mao Xiaochuan's bowl, and his tone was full of kindness and love, "Xiaochuan, you are too thin, eat more!"

Yuan Xin didn't say a word, and pushed the bowl full of meat to Mao Xiaochuan. Although he didn't explain it, the meaning was very obvious!

"Hehehe...too many, too many!" Mao Xiaochuan bit the other end of the chopsticks with his teeth, looked at Yuan Shaoqi and Yuan Xin, and laughed awkwardly a few times.

On the left of Mao Xiaochuan is Yuan Xin, who is freezing to death, and on the opposite is Yuan Shaoqi, who is passionate about melting people.He was sitting between glaciers and volcanoes, half of his body was ice, and the other half was hot!

The two men have the same handsome and suffocating faces, but their personalities and behavioral styles seem to be quite different.It is really difficult for Mao Xiaochuan to be caught in the middle now. After eating Yuan Shaoqi's dishes, Yuan Xin will definitely be angry.But if you eat Yuan Xin's meat and don't eat Yuan Shaoqi's dishes, it seems even more unreasonable!

"Eat more of what you like!" Yuan Xin said.

"Yeah!" Mao Xiaochuan nodded obediently on the surface, but he was desperately complaining in his heart.These two are too weird, how can there be such a father and two?

The two of them together don't look like the way father and son should get along in a normal family!Mao Xiaochuan thought of his own father, and suddenly felt a chill. He dared not treat his own father like Yuan Xin did.On weekdays, not to mention confrontation, whenever he showed the slightest disobedience, his father would take his skin off.

Although Yuan Shaoqi is not his father, and he must be more civilized than his father, Mao Xiaochuan always feels that he is definitely more comfortable eating with his father than he is now.

He thought about it, didn't know what to do, so he simply braced himself and stuffed his favorite thing into his mouth with chopsticks.

The two handsome men sitting at the dining table did nothing else, just stared at Mao Xiaochuan and ate the food on the table hard.Eat a bite of vegetables, just a bite of meat, and eat another bite of vegetables and then a bite of meat.

Yuan Xin stood up from the table, filled a bowl of soup for Mao Xiaochuan, and brought it in front of him.A transparent glass was handed to Mao Xiaochuan one step faster than him.

Mao Xiaochuan was stunned for a moment, and he quietly raised his head to look at Yuan Shaoqi, and saw Yuan Shaoqi staring at him with something strange in his eyes.

"Drink some water, eat slowly, don't choke!" Yuan Shaoqi was personable.

The look in people's eyes is too much, isn't it?Mao Xiaochuan's eyelids jumped wildly. In order to hide his embarrassment, he hurriedly pushed the dish in front of Yuan Shaoqi, "Father Yuan, eat quickly, this is delicious!"

"Thank you!" Yuan Shaoqi smiled, and he finally picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

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Finally finished the meal tremblingly, Mao Xiaochuan almost ran away, packed up the bowls and chopsticks and rushed into the kitchen, just as he put the bowls and chopsticks into the sink, Yuan Xin also walked over.

In the living room, only Yuan Shaoqi was left.He squinted his eyes and looked at the figure who fled to the kitchen in a hurry, then stared at the back of his son, stood up, and started walking around the room.

He bought this house for Yuan Xin a few years ago, but from site selection to decoration, he never visited it once.Xu Guangling was in charge of it all, so he had no interest in what kind of style it could be decorated.

But today, perhaps because he had a good night's sleep and his mood improved, he wanted to walk around the house.

The first few days before Yuan Shaoqi came to City C, he had been dealing with official business, and he hadn't had a good rest.It's because he is physically strong, but he can't bear it.After two o'clock in the afternoon, he arrived at Yuan Xin's house. After opening the door and entering, before he had time to look at the house, he turned off his mobile phone, took off his coat and shoes, got under the quilt and began to sleep.

The room is warm, the room is not big, but it is still cozy, and the bed is very comfortable.It's just that when he lifted the quilt and saw a lamb doll wrapped in the quilt, he finally couldn't help but want to complain, Yuan Xin's taste is already so... childish!

When he woke up, it was almost dark, and Yuan Shaoqi's bones were shattered from sleep. He stretched, took his phone and turned it on, ignoring the work text messages, and only looked at the time.It's already 05:30 in the afternoon, but Yuan Xin hasn't come home from school yet.

He lay quietly on the bed in a daze for a while, until the sound of opening the door came.Yuan Shaoqi didn't know what was in his mind, so he called Yuan Xin.

He had expected that Yuan Xin would not answer the phone rashly, so there was nothing to worry about.Then, a very clear and gentle boy's voice came, but there seemed to be some grievance in that voice, "Why didn't you answer?"

"I..." Yuan Xin seemed to hesitate, and said, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

Yuan Shaoqi couldn't help but cocked his lips. His son's ability to change the subject has not been inherited to his essence at all. Such an excuse is not good enough for him to speak out.

"Anything is fine!" the boy replied sullenly.

How stupid is this kid?Yuan Shaoqi suddenly wanted to see this boy very much. The photo of Mao Xiaochuan secretly taken by the bodyguards flashed through his mind. He has curly hair, big and bright eyes, a small face, a pointed chin, and a thin frame...

Yuan Xin is actually interested in this kind of stupid boy?

"Hello, Dad..." Yuan Xin's call was finally connected, and Yuan Shaoqi squinted his eyes and cut it off.

"Squeak..." The bedroom door opened, and Mao Xiaochuan entered the bedroom aggressively, without even looking at it, he plunged into the bed.

Yuan Shaoqi silently stared at the bulging lump under the bed, thought for a while, and then got into the bed too.

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In the kitchen, Mao Xiaochuan turned on the faucet and squeezed some dish soap on the scouring pad, when he heard a person walking behind him.

"Why did you come in?" He looked back and saw that it was Yuan Xin, so he breathed a sigh of relief, "I'll just wash these bowls and plates!"

"Have you had enough for dinner? I found that you didn't eat much!" Mao Xiaochuan asked after washing.

"I..." Yuan Xin groaned.When he saw Mao Xiaochuan's face, his condensed handsome face finally relaxed.

He walked slowly behind Mao Xiaochuan, put his chest against his back, reached out from his armpit, and helped him wash the dishes together.Warm water flowed from a pair of slender hands to the apparently slender claws in his hands.

Mao Xiaochuan's hand softened, and a small delicate western-style printing bowl in his hand fell into the water with a 'plop', splashing a little ambiguously.

"What's the matter with you?" Mao Xiaochuan's ears moved twice, and Yuan Xin's lips brushed against the small earlobe, which was so hot and soft that he trembled all over.

Yuan Xin squeezed his hand and put it in the water to rub it back and forth. He didn't know whether Yuan Xin was washing the dishes or washing his hands!

"Is there anything you want to tell me?" Yuan Xin asked suddenly.

"Say? What are you talking about?" Mao Xiaochuan felt itchy in his heart, but he didn't dare to move.Yuan Xin's lips moved up slowly along his earlobe.A feeling that could itch and explode the bladder shot straight to the forehead, Mao Xiaochuan couldn't take it anymore.No, he had to stop Yuan Xin.

"Oh, that's right!" At the critical moment, Mao Xiaochuan had an idea, "Yuan Xin! It's already night now, your father... when will he leave?"

He originally wanted to ask, how should Yuan Xin's father sleep?Mao Xiaochuan's worries are not unreasonable. Yuan Xin's house has only one bedroom, and there is only one bed in the bedroom.No matter how big the bed is, there is no reason for three men to sleep together.

Respecting the old and caring for the young are the traditional virtues of the Chinese nation. Although Yuan Xin's father looks not only old, but also young, mature, handsome, attractive and masculine, he is an elder after all, so we should respect him.

Mao Xiaochuan made up his mind, he went to sleep on the small folding bed in the study, and let Yuan Xin sleep with his father on the big bed.However, he made up the picture of these two people sleeping on the same bed, covered with the same quilt.

Yuan Xin would hug his father just like when he entered the door just now... The sleeping position of the two of them... Oh, my God!Mao Xiaochuan was going to be blinded by his own brain lightning.

"Do you want him to go?" Yuan Xin's thoughts are obviously not on the same level as Mao Xiaochuan's. He paused with his lips rubbing the tips of Mao Xiaochuan's ears, and his hot breath brushed over his pink cheeks, so that face became even more tender. Powdered.

"No, no!" Mao Xiaochuan hurriedly waved his hands, trying to turn around and look at Yuan Xin, "I didn't mean that!"

"I saw it was so late, how did he sleep? We only have one bed here!" Mao Xiaochuan swallowed and tried to explain.

"Don't worry!" Yuan Xin rubbed Mao Xiaochuan's pink face with his fingers, and said in a low voice, "Don't worry about him!"

"But...he is your father!" Mao Xiaochuan's worry has not diminished at all, how could he ignore it?This is not something passers-by can ignore, this is not a tramp, just pass it off casually, this is Yuan Xin's father, the father who gave birth to Yuan Xin!If not, the house was bought with his money.

"Don't think about it! How did you do in today's English test? How did you write the composition? I'll go over your thoughts later and write it down for me to see!" Yuan Xin supported the back of Mao Xiaochuan's head with one hand, and squeezed it with the other. his gills.

"..." Hearing the word English for the first time, Mao Xiaochuan was like a deflated ball, and immediately withered.He waited for Yuan Xin to let go of his hand, then turned around silently, and cleaned the dishes seriously.

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Even if Mao Xiaochuan dawdles, the kitchen will be cleaned up by the time.What's more, the kitchen is spotless, ~Yuan Xin leans behind him to help him wash, and the washing method has its own tricks. This series of actions made Mao Xiaochuan blush and thick neck, and he doesn't want to wash any dishes anymore.

He looked back at the neat and clean kitchen, and was dragged to the study by Yuan Xin in a blink of an eye.The light in the study room was on. As soon as he opened the door, he saw a tall figure sitting in front of the desk. He quietly flipped through the book in his hand. After hearing the sound of the door opening, he turned his head.

"Uncle Yuan, hello!" Mao Xiaochuan greeted with wide eyes.Originally, he wanted to call him Papa Yuan, but he suddenly realized that he was calling him Papa Yuan, so he was also calling him Papa!

He doesn't have such a handsome, wealthy and graceful father, calling Yuan Shaoqi twice, feels that he has made too much money.So, he changed his mouth again.

"Are you here?" Yuan Shaoqi's gaze spread from Mao Xiaochuan's face to Yuan Xin's. He paused for a few seconds on the hands that the two held together, and then turned away, "Are you still here?" You have homework to do! Then I won't bother!"

After finishing speaking, he stood up happily and walked out easily. When he was about to walk out of the study, he suddenly turned around and leaned into Mao Xiaochuan's ear suddenly, his deep voice pierced Mao Xiaochuan like a small awl. eardrums, "Xiao Chuan, come on!"

After finishing speaking, he stood up straight, brushed the corner of Mao Xiaochuan's clothes and walked out, and in a blink of an eye, he left the door of the study.

Mao Xiaochuan was caught off guard by him, his little heart skipped a beat.He involuntarily raised his hand to touch his ear, which was hot with fever.How could he have thought that Yuan Xin's father would suddenly come close to him, just to say a few words! He doesn't like to get too close to others by nature. Uncomfortable for several days.

But, he is Yuan Xin's father, and Mao Xiaochuan can't do anything, he can only hold back and not speak, his face turns red.He blinked, but didn't dare to speak.

Yuan Xin's body standing beside him froze completely, and his eyes instantly turned dark. He stared at the back of Yuan Shaoqi walking out... After staring for a while, he closed his eyes fiercely.

"Hurry up and learn! What are you dawdling for?" Yuan Xin's voice was obviously uncomfortable.He raised his hand and touched the back of Mao Xiaochuan's head, straightened Mao Xiaochuan's head, and then pushed the person towards the big desk.

This night, Yuan Xin can be said to have given full play to his role as a strict teacher.In English composition, Mao Xiaochuan's words are not good-looking, so he rewrites them until the writing is beautiful.If the sentence is not smooth, just keep changing it until it becomes smooth.

After working for a long time, a lot of brain cells died, his hands and neck were sore and uncomfortable, Mao Xiaochuan was ashamed, and finally heard Yuan Xin's words, "The composition is ready!" '

However, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, Yuan Xin dug out a set of college entrance examination questions from other provinces, put them in front of him, and just looked at him without saying a word.

"Wow..." Mao Xiaochuan wrinkled his face and let out a big sigh. He leaned on Yuan Xin, hugged his arm in favor, and rubbed his face, "Can you do less? I sleepy……"

Yuan Xin stared at the black head resting on his arm, and his expression softened a little. He took out one of the test papers and kept only one, "Do one first!"

"Yeah, yum!" Although there is still work to be done, but after all, the workload has been reduced. Mao Xiaochuan felt a little comforted in his heart. He nodded again and again, and sat up straight in a hurry. The painful English paper.

Yuan Xin kept staring at Mao Xiaochuan's profile, and the light from the desk lamp gently shone on Mao Xiaochuan's furry head, slender and slender neck with a beautiful curvature, and thin shoulders.

He kept staring at Mao Xiaochuan's lovely figure, and his heart became softer and softer.He felt that he shouldn't lose his temper with Mao Xiaochuan, so he patted Mao Xiaochuan on the shoulder, "Go and wash up, let's rest later!!"

"Well, okay, I'll finish this one right away!" Mao Xiaochuan didn't stop writing, his eyes were still staring at the test paper in front of him, but the corners of his mouth curled up in a big arc, showing an easy-to-satisfy look .

Yuan Xin stood up reluctantly and left the study.

Yuan Shaoqi was sitting on the sofa seat in front of the floor-to-ceiling bookcase in the living room, holding a book in his hand, frowning, as if he didn't concentrate on the book.

"Father!" Yuan Xin walked over slowly, looking down at Yuan Shaoqi, who was sitting on the sofa seat with extremely elegant posture and movements, "I want to talk to you!"

"That's just right!" Yuan Shaoqi didn't raise his head, his posture didn't change at all, only a few cold words came out of his mouth, "I want to talk to you too!"

The author has something to say: Lao Yuan's place...is really hard to write!