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Ye Xiaolou ordered a lot of snacks outside this time, and after Xiang Shaochen snatched his ice cream away, Ye Xiaolou just looked at him without saying a word.

Xiang Shaochen suddenly felt a lot of pressure. On the one hand, he was afraid that this little ancestor would eat up his stomach, and on the other hand, he couldn't stand Ye Xiaolou's eyes. In the end, he couldn't take it anymore, and asked his men to buy an Italian ice cream, although in the end he was only allowed to eat it. He ate half of it, but he was finally coaxed home.

If he knew that something like this happened when he returned home, Xiang Shaochen would definitely not let him eat so much... Who would have thought that the young master's stomach was so delicate.

Now Xiang Shaochen has the urge to go to the mainland by plane again. His father's preference for the younger son can be seen by everyone. As his own, the crown prince on the bright side is probably not as good as his precious brother with a beautiful hair Woolen cloth.

Ye Xiaolou, the protagonist of this incident, didn't think too much about it. He lay on the bed and fell asleep, and when he woke up, he had already finished punching the bottle, but after tossing so many times last night, his body was a little weak. After that, I felt my stomach was empty and my mouth was dry.

The silence in the room was a bit creepy, Ye Xiaolou quietly stared at the ceiling in a daze.

Ye Xiaolou liked to stay alone in a dimly lit room since he was a child, but there was bright sunlight outside the window, which made him feel safe.

But if the outside of the room is completely dark and silent, the feeling of being surrounded by darkness seems to invade his pores, and even the soul seems to disappear, and no one even comes to say a word to him, he almost Forget that you can also speak out.

In a trance, he felt that since he came to Xiang's house, everything seemed to have changed, and it was even difficult for him to remember the feeling of breathing alone in the dark.

The Xiang family's house is very large, but its area is not comparable to the palace-like villas he has been to. Every corner here is completely different from what he remembers, even the courtyard full of ancient charm that Xiang Yan gave him.

From the first moment he saw the courtyard, Ye Xiaolou gradually realized that he could never go back.No matter how similar they are on TV, it's just an illusion.The former world collapsed without warning in front of him, but everything in front of him has always existed. There is no one here like him, who has an unspeakable secret, but tries his best to integrate himself into it.

Every day when he woke up, he would be absent-minded for a moment, that kind of uneasy anxiety, for fear that he would not see something familiar when he opened his eyes.

Xiang Yan's room is not far from him, this is what he feels most at ease.

He is not afraid of being forced into the danger of death, and even in the face of a killer with a gun, he can calm down and think about his good side.

But the only thing that scares him is probably...

Ye Xiaolou closed his eyes slowly, but opened them wide when he was most relaxed, and said sharply, "Who?"

Xiang Yan was silent for a while, then said: "Scared you?"

"Daddy?"

Ye Xiaolou looked at the tall and tall figure not far away in astonishment, "When did you stand there?"

In the dark, it is not clear whether Xiang Yan smiled, but his eyes were deep and sharp at the moment, and Ye Xiaolou's breathing became short of breath. Of course he knew that Xiang Yan couldn't know what he was thinking, but in this kind of eyes Now, he couldn't keep his original composure.

Xiang Yan glanced at the window Ye Xiaolou was looking at just now, then left and sat beside Ye Xiaolou's bed.

"Is your stomach still hurting?"

"It's okay, Daddy."

As soon as Ye Xiaolou finished speaking, he felt Xiang Yan's hand on his stomach, and his body froze.

"Relax." Xiang Yan smiled and said, "Give me a massage, why are you so nervous?"

Ye Xiaolou also realized that his reaction was a bit excessive, no, it could be said that it was too obvious.

In front of this man, he never seems to have to hide his true emotions. He can really be like a child, ignorant, but Ye Xiaolou knows himself too well. What is in his heart is far better than what he shows. is much more complicated.

Sometimes he feels that Xiang Yan can be detected... He is such a man with a strong personality, but his mind is deep and reserved.He sat at the top of the family at a young age. In addition to excellent business acumen and leadership skills, he also needed rigorous thinking and insight.

In the era when Ye Xiaolou lived, the most indispensable thing was a place like this with strict hierarchy and more obvious division of rights.Those who stand at the pinnacle of power look down on those who are attached to them. In their eyes, there is nothing that can restrain them. As long as they have enough rights and strength, they can easily take anyone's power. life or dignity.

However, Xiang Yan is different from them. He controls such a huge family group as the Xiang family. In the eyes of others, he will always represent an awe-inspiring superior, a cold and terrifying underworld godfather, for so many years Now, the hostility on his body has gradually subsided. His identity is enough to make people awe-inspiring, but he also has a convincing charm.

He has enough control and endurance, and enough forbearance.

But Ye Xiaolou could feel the touching tenderness beneath his strength and indifference.

There is no blatant blood and killing in this era, and Ye Xiaolou can still feel its dark side. If he hadn't been brought back by Xiang Yan, then everything might have changed, and even he wouldn't be able to live It's so comfortable...it can even be said to be happiness.

Xiang Yan gently massaged his stomach, his hands were warm and strong, the warmth even permeated his skin, and spread to his heart little by little.

"Daddy." Ye Xiaolou's voice was hoarse.

Xiang Yan looked up at him, "What's wrong?"

Ye Xiaolou's eyes were a little guilty, like a kitten who only did something wrong but didn't know how to apologize to its master, "...I'm sorry, Daddy."

Xiang Yan stared into his eyes, and said after a while, "What did you do wrong?"

"I...shouldn't have gone out by myself, and didn't go home for dinner with my brother..."

Xiang Yan suddenly laughed.

His voice was deep and mellow, and when he laughed like this, he was completely devoid of his usual seriousness and indifference. He was only wearing a black shirt with a few buttons open at the neckline, which gave him the sexy charm of a mature man.

He really seemed like a gentle father.

Just as Ye Xiaolou was thinking this way, Xiang Yan suddenly lowered his head and approached him, the hand that was touching him through a layer of pajamas picked up his clothes, and slowly stretched in.

"father!"

Ye Xiaolou's cry made Xiang Yan's movements stop, but he didn't take out his hand, but just put it on his chest, feeling the delicate and smooth touch under his hand.

He looked deeply at his little son, seemed to be fascinated by his warm, flustered eyes, stroked his cheek with the other hand, picked up a lock of his long hair, and put it on his lips side, kissed lightly.

Ye Xiaolou remained motionless, his fingers felt numb for some reason.

This is not the first time that Xiang Yan has done this kind of thing. Sometimes when Ye Xiaolou sleeps on his bed, he can feel a warm breath approaching him in a daze. When he wakes up, he finds that Xiang Yan is about to She pressed her lips to his neck, kissing his hair.

At that time, Xiang Yan was just like now, with his deep eyes half-down, silent, looking at him without saying a word, fingers gently stroking the hair in his hand, as if treating an incomparably precious treasure.

Whenever Ye Xiaolou wanted to say something, Xiang Yan would hold him in his arms and close his eyes.

A word like gentle should not belong to a man like Xiang Yan, but Ye Xiaolou feels it that way.

Just when Ye Xiaolou was immersed in his doting eyes, Xiang Yan's hand moved slightly, he lifted Ye Xiaolou's pajamas, and pushed it to his chest, so that Ye Xiaolou's upper body had Most of them were exposed, even though the room was not cold, Ye Xiaolou also felt an unnatural coolness on his skin.

Xiang Yan kneaded his delicate skin with his fingers, intentionally or unintentionally brushing the position of his navel, felt Ye Xiaolou's body tremble slightly, and the corners of Xiang Yan's lips curled up: "I I heard from your elder brother that you ate a lot of ice cream yesterday?"

"No...no." Ye Xiaolou retorted without confidence, and only cautiously spoke under Xiang Yan's meaningful eyes: "...Two, two is too much?"

"What did you eat before that?"

Ye Xiaolou thought about it, and his eyes became more disturbed: "Okay... I don't seem to remember, I don't know what it is."

"I don't know what to eat?" Xiang Yan made him laugh angrily, "I'm usually hungry or something, your elder brother just watched you eat like this and didn't persuade you?"

"My brother stole my ice cream."

Xiang Yan thought to himself that his eldest son was quite powerful, and he could really snatch food from this child's mouth.

"Whatever you want to eat next time, let the kitchen do it for you."

Xiang Yan paused for a moment, and then said: "Also, next time you go out, tell me in person. If I'm not around, I'll call. What's the use of giving you a mobile phone?"