In the name of father

"If you take this kind of thing out, you are not afraid that your subordinates will laugh at you when they see it."

Xiao Mo shook the fun handcuffs on his hands calmly, pretending that he didn't feel that his youngest son was rubbing behind him like a hooligan—Xiao Yan saw that the man didn't resist, but his movements became bigger and bigger. From the beginning, his lips were simply attached to the back of the man's neck, and occasionally he cautiously stretched out his tongue to lick it, but now he is biting more and more presumptuously...

"They dare not." The young police officer sneered and said in a vague voice.

At the same time, Xiao Mo felt something wet and slippery touch his earlobe quickly, and the man subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to touch it, but the young man standing behind him seemed to have expected that he would As if with this movement, accompanied by the soft sound of the handcuffs, he squeezed Xiao Mo's hand in his palm... At this moment, Xiao Mo only felt that the back of his neck was wet, and he couldn't feel what was going on. Is it his own sweat or Xiao Yan's saliva, but the man didn't push him away, the father and son stood together in the shadow cast by the competition stage, quietly watching all the police officers not far away press down on some The suspect walked out slowly...

It wasn't until the young man who was sticking behind the man like a big dog seemed to have lost control of his strength, biting down really made the man feel a sting, Xiao Mo frowned, raised his elbow silently With a clever trick, he pushed the young police officer who was leaning on him away, and conveniently took his uniform off his body and handed it back to him——

Xiao Yan didn't reach out to pick it up, but raised his eyebrows with a dissatisfied expression: "What are you doing?"

"I still have friends outside. If they see me wearing your clothes, they will be suspicious." The black-haired man said in a natural tone, "I have my own clothes behind."

"You've only been away for a few days, where do you get friends from?" Xiao Yan hugged the man's waist from behind reluctantly, "Also, when you were 'making friends' outside, did you ever think about your son being tortured at home? It would be pitiful to be hungry - I have eaten instant noodles for several days, and if I continue to eat, I will suffer from malnutrition."

Xiao Yan's voice became lower and lower, and at the end, it was almost a whisper in the man's ear—the hot air sprayed from his lips sprayed all over the man's earlobe, with an itchy feeling...

Xiao Mo pretended that he didn't feel anything, he just looked blank, and he didn't see any guilt: "No one told you to eat instant noodles, there is nothing to eat at home, and you don't know how to go out to eat out?"

"No money." Xiao Yan chuckled lightly, "You took away my salary just after I let it go, and you didn't give me a dime... No one would believe me if I told you about it. He even played 'Buddha Jumps Over the Wall' on his own son..."

What Buddha Jumps over the Wall is talking about is professional skills, and it’s about the behavior of those scammers who lure people to hotels, empty their wallets while they are sleeping or taking a bath... Xiao Mo thought about it, and after his son It seems a bit strange to put sleeping pills in their milk and then empty their wallets—looking at the world, there will probably never be another father who would do such a strange thing to his son...

Although before this incident, there were enough "strange" things between their father and son that it was hard to tell.

At this time, the noisy scene in the distance finally gradually quieted down, and the sound of the police siren outside came from the open door, Xiao Mo stopped in his ears, knowing in his heart that his two sons were so intertwined, even today Nothing happened, and the business of this arena may be affected because of this. It will take a long time to recover to the current level... Xiao Mo was surprised that Xiao Yan also followed Xiao Yan to mess around——

The man's momentary silence made Xiao Yan a little concerned, so he raised his head to look at the empty expression on the man's face—and with just one look, Xiao Yan could almost immediately guess what Xiao Mo was thinking.

So he sneered, raised his gloved hand and gently rubbed the man's chin: "My brother is very annoyed with Li Tang, and it's not enough to suffer from him? This time, it's just a little Just a tribute."

"Your brother learned to fight in the nest before he took my position, which made me start to think whether it was because I indulged him too much—"

"I'm so touched, you finally realized that I'm the best one."

"There is no need to talk about such illogical nonsense."

Xiao Mo expressionlessly pushed away his son's face that was about to ask for a kiss, turned around and completely ignored the sexy handcuffs hanging on his hand at the moment, and went all the way back to the locker room. He saw Ah Hao, and because he was in the lounge at the back, he escaped being arrested. Facing the worried eyes cast by his companions, Xiao Mo always felt a little guilty for some reason, grabbed his clothes and put them on casually, even Without daring to say a few more words to Ahao, he left the dressing room as if fleeing.

When Xiao Mo came out of the fitting room, he immediately saw Police Officer Xiao leaning against the wall, lazily breathing.

"I heard someone talking inside," Xiao Yan said, "It's a man."

Xiao Mo was stunned for a moment, looked up at the "Boxer Lounge" sign hanging on the door behind him, and then squinted at his son with "you crazy" eyes, the latter smiled from him without any pressure. Smiling, he took the man's hand, grasped the man's hand twice like a pervert, and then put on the sexy handcuffs for him as if they were real handcuffs, then pulled him out with a cigarette in his mouth— —

"Dad."

"doing what."

"I'm hungry."

"Eat hungry, are you mentally handicapped, do you need someone to teach you?"

"I mean, my dick is hungry."

"..."

"Do you know what it means to be alone and sleepless?"

"Then how did you come here these years?"

"It's hard to go from extravagance to frugality." Xiao Yan said solemnly, while pulling Xiao Mo out of the boxing ring, when their topic finally returned from a weird direction to a normal topic that others could not hear at first glance. At that time, Xiao Yan had brought Xiao Mo outside the boxing ring—the temperature was still very low today, and Xiao Mo shivered as soon as he stepped out of the boxing ring. He glanced at Xiao Yan, but found that his youngest son’s uniform jacket After he took it off and was casually hung on his hand by the other party, Xiao Yan himself put on a shirt—with his sleeves rolled up, and pulled him to lead the way with steady steps.

Xiao Mo was opening his mouth to ask him to put on his clothes so as not to catch a cold, but at this moment, Xiao Yan, who was walking in front of him, stopped beside an unremarkable black car on the side of the road. He opened the back door first, and took Xiao Mo I stuffed it in, and then I also sat down in the driver's seat.

The car is an ordinary Audi, but Xiao Mo has never seen Xiao Yan drive it.

The man got into the back seat of the car and immediately found that the heater inside was fully turned on, the car was very dark, and the windows were also the kind of blackout glass. Xiao Mo just groped to sit himself, and then asked: "When did you buy the car?"

"It's a public car, I can't afford this kind of car." Xiao Yan started the car, raised his eyelids and glanced at the rearview mirror, and added, "With a father like you who spends tens of thousands of dollars to run away from home, I can't even afford it."

Xiao Mo: "..."

The man was about to say something to clear himself up, but at this moment, he suddenly felt something silently approaching beside him - he didn't even have time to be surprised that there was another person in the car, which he didn't notice. In fact, in the next second, the whole person was hugged and fell into a warm embrace.

Xiao Mo's body stiffened for a moment, and then he relaxed completely. He felt the strong arms around his waist tightening silently, and the face of the person behind him was also buried between his neck and neck, as if a greedy man who didn't know what to do. Like a full-footed feline, he rubbed his neck affectionately with his tall, slightly cold nose...

"Xiao Yan..."

"kindness."

The man heard the elder son's low voice from behind him, as if it came from the nasal cavity. Every breath of the other party seemed to be a deep inhalation and exhalation. The scorching breath sprayed on his collarbone, bringing a slight Xiao Mo lowered his head, and vaguely saw his eldest son through the neon light from the front mirror of the car...

Xiao Yan closed his eyes, quietly buried himself between the man's neck and neck, there was a faint trace of fatigue that could not be concealed between his brows and eyes, but the expression on his face seemed unusually quiet, just It seems that he is very satisfied with this posture at this moment...

Xiao Mo's heart skipped a beat.

In addition, the strange feeling that he had been trying to suppress before finally surfaced now... At this moment, the man only felt that his whole heart was soaked in some kind of sour liquid, and it was unsuitably violent. Shrinking, throbbing, the acid seems to have corroded his blood vessels, allowing the blood to transmit this uncomfortable feeling to the whole body - as if someone is grabbing his internal organs, Pulled sharply in a strange direction.

Xiao Mo opened his mouth, wanted to say something, but couldn't say it—Xiao Yan leaned against him silently, his breathing gradually became even and gentle, people who don't know might even guess whether he fell asleep , but Xiao Mo knew very well in his heart that his son was just waiting for him to speak——

Xiao Mo paused.

It seemed to be as long as a century of silence.

Xiao Yan, who was sitting in the driver's seat, also calmed down unexpectedly, his amber eyes calmly passed through the rearview mirror, and stared at the black-haired man in the back seat without blinking—that gaze, even through the cold Passing the mirror to Xiao Mo's body can also make the man feel a little uncomfortable.

a long time.

The black-haired man sighed slowly: "Xiao Yan, I'm just very upset that you're investing in some project in the name of an association but you don't want to tell me about it... Who are you going to invest in or who are you going to invest in? I won't object to you buying characters, after all, we can afford the money, and naturally we can afford to pay for it—but, I'm still the head of the Xiao family in name at least, and I don't want to 'do it myself' What investment, but the last person to know."

Xiao Yan: "..."

Xiao Mo: "And I still know it from other people's mouths."

The man closed his mouth after he finished speaking, and looked at his eldest son—the latter still had his eyes closed, as if he was about to remain silent forever...but Xiao Mo knew he wouldn't, so he didn't urge him , just leniently gave his eldest son a time to think about what he said.

After a while, as expected, the man felt his chest vibrate against his back, and the handsome young man who was so quiet as if he was asleep let out a low moan from his chest.

Xiao Mo: "What?"

Xiao Yan: "Not next time."

Xiao Mo: "What won't happen, please explain clearly."

"This is the last time," Xiao Yan finally opened his eyes, tilted his head slightly, leaned on the man's shoulder, and said very seriously at a very close distance from him, "I just want to return Lisa's old bread Grace, and then there's nothing more to do with it."

"..." The son replied frankly, which made Xiao Mo fall silent, because he didn't know what to answer. Essentially, the bunch of nonsense he said just now sounded grand enough and quite normal, but Now Xiao Yan's answer directly brings out the person Xiao Mo has been deliberately avoiding—

That's Lisa.

At this moment, under the gaze of his son's dark and calm amber pupils, Xiao Mo suddenly felt his cheeks a little hot-to put it simply, it was like an old man's narrow-minded schemes being calmed down by the other party Debunking the feeling of...a little shame PLAY.

He thought about it for a long time, and didn't know whether he should deceive himself and others and answer "Oh, it has nothing to do with that", or simply tell Xiao Yan "Don't contact her from now on", after deliberation, he finally decided to remain silent.

At this time, the arms around his waist began to move dishonestly. At first, Xiao Yan's movements were very small, as if he just pinched the corner of the shirt on the man's body and played with it in his hands——and then played Playing around, the hem of Xiao Mo's shirt had been pulled out of his trousers at some point. When the man realized what had happened and wanted to tidy it up, Xiao Yan silently pushed him away. His hands, a pair of wolf paws, touched directly from the hem of his clothes without any consideration.

Xiao Mo: "..."

Xiao Yan: "Next time if you have anything to ask, just tell me directly."

Xiao Mo: "Huh?"

Xiao Yan: "I'm not a god, so I can't always guess what you're thinking."

Xiao Mo: "Oh..."

Xiao Yan: "This unnecessary misunderstanding, I hope it won't happen again next time."

Xiao Mo: "...Wait, why don't you teach me a lesson now?"

"I didn't teach you a lesson." Xiao Yan raised his head, raised his eyelids, and looked at his younger brother who was always staring at their every move in the rearview mirror—the latter was taken aback, and then muttered something reluctantly After starting the car, when the black car drove slowly on the slippery road, Xiao Yan withdrew his gaze, rubbed against Xiao Mo's side, and said in a very calm tone, "You can come out to play if you want, but Let Xiao Yan and I know, otherwise we will be worried."

What did Xiao Mo want to answer? At this time, Xiao Yan's hand had already followed his abdominal muscles all the way up, and finally stopped on his chest - the rough thumb pad protruded from the man's chest very deliberately. rubbed everywhere.

Xiao Mo shivered.

But at this moment, Xiao Yan's arm that was fixed on his waist slipped down, and without discussing with anyone, he very consciously stuck into Xiao Mo's trousers, before Xiao Mo had time to grab Before he grabbed his hand to stop him from his next move, he had already accurately grabbed the man's organ through a pair of tight boxer pants——

Xiao Mo was shocked by his son's sudden movement, and let out an uncontrollable "ah".

"Dad, these boxer pants seem a little too small." Xiao Yan leaned against his ear, and said in a calm tone as if nothing had happened, "They don't know your size, next time you If you want this kind of pants, I'll buy them for you."