Owner, please feed!

Fireworks in March, drizzle is enchanting.

Ye Shaoqing wore a white soft robe, a soft white embroidered belt around his waist outlined his slender and soft waist, some of his long black hair was tied up with a jade hairpin, and the rest of his long hair was smoothly scattered on his shoulders, making his skin seem transparent.

He stopped in his footsteps, staring blankly at the willow tree not far away, the man was standing with his back facing him, his back was tall and straight.

"Daddy..."

The man turned his head slowly, and Ye Shaoqing saw it clearly. The man was wearing a black brocade robe, his black hair was tied casually with a black ribbon, and a few strands of hair were scattered on his forehead. Zhang's chiseled appearance has a kind of compelling beauty and evil spirit.

His eyes were long and narrow, and when he glanced over, there was a hint of casual sarcasm in the corner of his eyes, "What did you call me?"

Ye Shaoqing lowered his eyes, and slowly knelt down on one knee in front of the man.

……

His thoughts were scattered, and the frozen scene in his mind was gradually replaced by the picture in front of him. His eyes slowly focused, someone patted his face lightly, and there seemed to be a voice calling his name.

……

"Daddy..."

The sight gradually blurred, the sound faded away little by little, and finally only silence remained.

Only the lingering warmth on his face seemed to never go away.

Ye Xiaolou didn't have a fever, and Xiang Yan took good care of him in the end, but maybe because he was too exhausted and his body was too exhausted, his mind felt dizzy for a while, and after sleeping for a whole day, he still didn't have much energy. An suspected that he was sick, and almost invited Dr. Bai's big Buddha over, but Ye Xiaolou was personally taken care of by Xiang Yan, and others couldn't even see him easily.

Ye An asked the housekeeper suspiciously: "Master Lou, why is this like confinement?"

"Young Master Lou has a delicate body and is afraid of the cold. Maybe it's because of the weather these two days?"

"...Is the temperature constant in the room?"

Even if he was so skeptical, Ye An couldn't just rush upstairs to see people.

Even when eating, Ye Xiaolou was held in Xiang Yan's arms and fed spoonful by spoonful. At first Ye Xiaolou was not used to it, but under Xiang Yan's coercion (and coaxing), he had to temporarily Yield (...temporarily?) obediently in his arms waiting to be fed.

This won't work, Ye Xiaolou thought, if this continues, he will almost become his antique porcelain that is kept in a box, it is right to be cherished by others, but no matter how you say it, he is still a living person.

"Daddy, I'm just not feeling well, not terminally ill."

Ye Xiaolou said expressionlessly: "You will make me wonder if I have some terminal illness. You are afraid that I won't be able to bear it and keep it from me."

"...Have you watched any TV series recently?"

Xiang Yan wiped the corner of his lips with his thumb, and looked at him with a smile, "Your body doesn't hurt anymore?"

Ye Xiaolou immediately looked pitiful, "It hurts..."

"Just lie down when it hurts." Xiang Yan said, "Even if you don't do anything, Dad can still support you for the rest of your life."

...He will be despised by the people like this.

"But everyone goes out to play during Chinese New Year." Ye Xiaolou said aggrievedly: "Won't daddy take me out to play? I heard from my classmates that their family is going to go there for vacation, so why don't you let me go out for a walk?" ?"

Without further ado, Xiang Yan picked Ye Xiaolou up from the bed, and Ye Xiaolou yelled in fright: "Daddy!"

He can't forget the last time he was hugged like this, Xiang Yan was inside his body every step he took... The feeling was simply indescribable.

Fortunately, Xiang Yan didn't intend to torment him at this time, but before Ye Xiaolou could breathe a sigh of relief in time, he was hugged by Xiang Yan and walked to the window.

Xiang Yan stretched out his hand to open the window, and suddenly a gust of cool wind came in, chilling Ye Xiaolou hard.

"Are you still going out?"

Ye Xiaolou shook his head like a rattle.

Satisfied, Xiang Yan carried his younger son back to the bed, covered him tightly with a quilt, and exposed his little face outside.

"Good boy." Xiang Yan kissed him on the forehead, and said softly, "Call Dad if you want to eat, and I'll feed you when I come back."

"Goodbye, Daddy." Ye Xiaolou said tearfully, "Daddy come back early."

Xiang Yan looked at him pitifully, looking at him with watery eyes, couldn't help but hugged him and kissed him for a while before going out contentedly.

After a while, Ye Xiaolou wailed under the quilt.

He is wearing such a thin pajamas in such a warm room, can he not feel cold when he suddenly stands at the window and blows it? !How can you take this behavior of coaxing a child so naturally... What's even more hateful is that he just agreed with it!

In the evening, Ye Xiaolou put on his clothes and went out, the whole corridor was quiet, not even a cleaning servant.

When Ye Xiaolou walked downstairs, he heard a familiar voice.

"elder brother?"

"How did you get down?"

Xiang Shaochen was surprised when he saw Ye Xiaolou. He heard that his younger brother had been in poor health for the past two days, so he stayed in the room and didn't come out much. Xiang Shaochen thought that he just had a headache, otherwise Xiang Shaochen Yan had already arranged for a doctor to be sent home, but he really didn't expect... The main reason is that Ye Xiaolou's face is a little pale now, seeing him is like seeing a relative.

——Although they are indeed a family now.

"I miss you, brother." Ye Xiaolou said, "Why didn't you come to see me earlier?"

"..."

Anyone who hears such words in front of such a little beauty will probably feel heartbroken immediately, but the one in front of him is his father's most beloved youngest son, his younger brother in name, even if he is not related by blood, but at least emotionally. , so Xiang Shaochen was stunned for a second, and said, "I'm sorry, it's all brother's fault, how is your health?"

"Not good." Ye Xiaolou clutched his stomach, "I'm exhausted now, by the way, what were you talking about just now? What room?"

"Didn't father tell you?" Xiang Shaochen said, "It's not a big deal, but isn't uncle coming back? If he comes back, he will definitely live at home. I'm discussing whether to connect my aunt's room." Let’s tidy up together.”

After Xiang Shaochen finished speaking, he suddenly realized something, and looked at the housekeeper suspiciously.

Although Ye Xiaolou stayed at home and didn't go out very much, Xiang Yan has been too protective these days. Could it be because Xiang Rong is coming back and Xiang Yan doesn't want his youngest son to come into contact with him?

But no matter how big the Xiang family is, if they want to live in the same courtyard, Xiang Yan has no intention of letting the youngest son move out of here. If he really doesn't want the two of them to contact, the only way is to prepare another place for Xiang Rong outside place to live.

Speaking of which, this eldest son also had his own property in Hong Kong back then, maybe he didn't want to enter this door himself?

Ye Xiaolou didn't care much about this matter. Strictly speaking, the only connection between him and this family at the beginning was Xiang Yan. Xiang Rong was also the former eldest son of the Xiang family. Although he didn't inherit the property of the Xiang family, but The status is still there, and it is not surprising that he came back to the Xiang family.

On the other hand, Ye Xiaolou, if he hadn't been hit by Xiang Shaochen's car and brought back by Xiang Yan himself, he might not know where he is now.

The first thing Ye Xiaolou came downstairs was actually to see his little lion and little milk, but when talking about Xiang Rong, Ye Xiaolou suddenly remembered something.

"Big brother."

Xiang Shaochen responded, and suddenly felt a little tingling in his scalp for no reason... No, it's not the first time Ye Xiaolou called him this way, why did he have a bad premonition?

Sure enough, Ye Xiaolou's next question gave Xiang Shaochen the urge to...knock his delicate brother unconscious immediately, stuff him under the quilt, and wait for his father to come back to inspect his younger son.

"I remembered something." Ye Xiaolou said softly, "I want to ask you."

"Tell me." Xiang Shaochen cheered up.

"At Christmas, my uncle gave me a gift. Although it's not as good as yours, I like it very much."

——Although Ye Xiaolou still doesn't know where the piece of white jade was put.

Ye Xiaolou said with a smile: "I don't know how big brother thinks of your gift?"

Xiang Shaochen: "..."

Seeing Xiang Shaochen's petrified expression, Ye Xiaolou immediately became excited, "Brother, have you opened the gift yet? How do you like the taste? Do you like it?"

Xiang Shaochen: "..."

Who can tell him how to answer such an impure question from his teenage brother?By the way, it would be abnormal for Ye Xiaolou to ask such a question, right? !

……