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The room was quiet for a long time, Ye Xiaolou seemed to be still waiting for his answer, and kept silent.

The breaths of the two were very close, Xiang Yan's mature manly aura almost enveloped Ye Xiaolou's thin body.

The two of them stared at each other for an unknown amount of time, Ye Xiaolou's eyelashes trembled slightly, Xiang Yan stretched out his hand, but Ye Xiaolou gently grabbed it before it was placed on his shoulder.

"I'm sorry, Daddy." Ye Xiaolou lowered his eyes and said softly, "I forgot. I don't even remember my own birthday, and I even forgot Daddy's."

Xiang Yan was slightly surprised, "You don't remember yourself?"

"Yeah." Ye Xiaolou nodded and smiled, "But it's alright now, my brother's birthday is coming, I can spend it with my brother first, and it will be even better when Dad's birthday comes later, and Dad won't be angry with me yes, right?"

Xiang Yan looked into his smiling eyes and said after a long time, "No."

"Why is Dad angry with you?" He put Ye Xiaolou in his arms, and almost pressed his head on his shoulder when Ye Xiaolou was defenseless.

This is obviously a very gentle movement and gesture, but it is so strong that people cannot refuse it at all.

Xiang Yan put his lips next to his ear and said in a low voice, "Father can give you whatever you want, it doesn't matter if it's not your birthday."

Ye Xiaolou didn't struggle either, but his voice came out of his arms muffled after a while, "...I don't want anything, I just want Daddy."

Xiang Yan stroked his hair, and the corners of his lips twitched slightly: "Okay, Dad promises you."

In the evening, Ye Xiaolou didn't ask someone to give him medicine, and ran to the bathroom to take a bath by himself. What's more, he didn't ask someone to fill up the huge bathing pool that only Xiang Yan could use in Xiang's family. I went in to soak with the fat duckling, but ran to the small bathroom in the small room to take a shower.

This makes Ye An, who has to serve his little ancestor every time at this time, feel a little unbelievable... Is Mr. Lou's injury healed?

Ye Xiaolou stood under the spraying shower, his thin body was reflected in the blurry mirror, countless water droplets rolled down his delicate skin, his fingers were inserted into his hair, and when he raised his head, he felt fragile The neck was exposed to the shower, and the Adam's apple rolled gently in the violent water flow.

If this scene is seen by any man, his blood will spurt.

No one knows what he is humming. This 13-year-old, delicate young master of the underworld family has always liked ancient music that young people nowadays never listen to, especially the old Suzhou ditty, soft for girls. Wu Nong's soft language, he obviously has a Jiangnan accent when he speaks, so he often doesn't understand what Hong Kong natives say outside, even if he hears it, he looks blank or doesn't care at all pretended not to hear.

Just like in his English class, even if the teacher walks past him holding a script, Ye Xiaolou can still pretend to be serious about studying, even if his mind has drifted to which piece of cake.

His fingers gently slid over the bruise on his arm, which was the trauma caused when he was punched on the ground by Zhong Haodong.

But Zhong Haodong's injury should be more serious than his.

Although Ye Xiaolou removed one of his wrists, the blow of those bodyguards was more deadly. Maybe that boy will not be able to play basketball in the future.

Who made him happen to violate this young master's taboo?

Ye Xiaolou doesn't like others to touch him very much, especially his hair. When he saw Xiang Yan for the first time, he was sent over by two bodyguards forcefully, but at that time Ye Xiaolou was still in a state of extreme anxiety. In the panic, if he hadn't met Xiang Yan and seen his appearance, he would have suffered more serious injuries even if he resisted at that time.

Ye Xiaolou was humming a song in this small bathroom, rubbing his hair with shampoo over and over again. In fact, after he was beaten at school that night, he took a bath for more than an hour that night. Xiang Yan came back suddenly, maybe he was shaken and washed for several hours, and then he was carried out while lying down.

If there is a next time... no, there will be no next time.

Regardless of whether anyone has the guts to touch this young master who is more expensive than those squeamish young ladies, Ye Xiaolou will probably remember this incident for a long time.

When he came out of the bathroom, he was dizzy. He was wrapped in a white robe and lay on his little bed. Knowing that Ye An had knocked on the door several times, Xiang Yan was almost alarmed. Ye Xiaolou Then she drooped her tail and opened the door for him.

Ye An held something in his hand, looked at Ye Xiaolou with a blank face, and smiled, "Young master, can you tell me what it is?"

Ye Xiaolou's pupils constricted when he saw what he was holding in his hand, almost trembling to the tip of his tail.

"Oh! Dear brother Ye, you came just in time, I was looking for you!" Ye Xiaolou smiled brilliantly.

Ye An: "..."

Ye Xiaolou wagged his tail cheerfully, and dragged Ye An into the room with lightning speed (while Ye An was not paying attention, he wiped the paper in his hand to the ground) and then closed the door with a bang .

Ye An turned around abruptly, and in an instant his thoughts changed from 'there must be something wrong with his cute smile' to 'shall I yell embarrassingly? There was a quick transition, and finally he could only face a paralyzed face, and said: "Young Master Lou, can you tell me this is..."

Ye An: "..."

What about things?Disappeared in such an instant? !

Ye An turned his hands over and over to look, his eyes almost popped out, it really didn't fit his usual serious image.

Ye Xiaolou couldn't stand it anymore, "Brother Ye, what are you looking for? Did you lose something in my room? Last night?"

There was clearly nothing wrong with what he said, and it wasn't too misleading, but the corners of Ye An's mouth still twitched suspiciously.

"It's nothing, what did Master Lou want to say just now?" Ye An's strong psychological quality made him calm down quickly.

"Ah, I want you to bring me some things for study."

"For study?" Ye An remembered why he came here this time. "Master Lou, n coins are in school..."

"Don't look at me like this, I also love to study." Ye Xiaolou puffed up his cheeks, his face was flushed red from the hot water in the bathroom, and the hair that was not dry stuck to his face, making his skin look extraordinarily smooth Delicate and tender, her black and white phoenix eyes are also watery, and she is particularly aggrieved, "Brother Ye, do you want to say that I was not good at school and did not study hard?"

"I……"

"Brother Ye, how can you look at me like that?" Ye Xiaolou was sobbing incoherently: "You know, I don't like leaving my father and home, but I still have to go to school... I never learned that... …What if I can’t learn well?”

"you……"

"It's easy to go to me by car every day!!" Ye Xiaolou clenched his fists and cried loudly.

Ye An panicked completely, and covered his mouth, but Master Xiaolou shook his tail desperately, and tears fell down desperately, Ye An could only coax in a low voice: "Don't cry, Master Lou, it's Ye An Big brother's fault...it's all my fault, Mr. Lou stopped crying..."

Ye Xiaolou couldn't stop crying as soon as he started, if Mr. Xiang listened to this... Ye An couldn't imagine that if Xiang Yan saw his youngest son's tears again, he would never even think about the consequences!

After Ye An walked out exhausted, Ye Xiaolou carefully took out the few pieces of paper from the bottom of the cabinet, after thinking about it, he decided to burn it with a lighter.

"It's too embarrassing." Ye Xiaolou said angrily, "This thing must not be seen by Daddy."

So Ye Xiaolou's first grade test sheet in his life ended from being discarded and buried in a small corner of the garden to being burned to ashes, and this incident made him deeply realize that no matter what he does in the future For any bad things, the evidence of the crime must be completely eliminated!

But when Ye Xiaolou climbed onto Xiang Yan's bed at night, he was still a little guilty, with his tail trembling and twitching, so much so that Xiang Yan thought he was not feeling well, and almost asked someone to call a doctor.

"Daddy, if I do something wrong in the future, will Daddy forgive me?"

His uneasy look made Xiang Yan feel a little strange.

Xiang Yan holds him in his arms, this is Ye Xiaolou's favorite position, every time he will stick to him obediently and wait for the hair to be smoothed, but this time he is holding the quilt tightly with both hands, his slender fingers are stuck side by side in the soft Under the quilt, it looked like a young animal was looking at his elder anxiously.

Xiang Yan broke off his fingers one by one, held them in his hand and rubbed them lightly, "You are so obedient, how could Dad be willing to blame you?"

Ye Xiaolou said: "I will be obedient, Daddy."

Xiang Yan smiled, that smile seemed to be mixed with other meanings, this smile Ye Xiaolou still can't understand.

"Then you remember this sentence." Xiang Yan kissed him on the forehead, "If you are disobedient in the future, Dad will punish you."

Ye Xiaolou really didn't understand what was in his eyes, but after hearing this sentence, his heart became slightly hot for some reason, and he even felt like crying.

"I will be obedient, Daddy." Ye Xiaolou rubbed into his arms, repeating vaguely.

Xiang Yan gently stroked his hair, under the dim light Ye Xiaolou's hair was as soft and bright as black pearls, until Ye Xiaolou fell asleep in his arms, Xiang Yan still stared at him beautifully profile for a long, long time.

In fact, the look in his eyes is not in line with his usual impression. If he insists on describing it, it seems that no matter what big things the youngest son in his arms has done wrong, this man who stands at the pinnacle of underworld power It will also pamper and protect him.

But if this kind of description is placed on a man like Xiang Yan, it is indeed enough to make people unbelievable.