In the name of father

Xiao Yan's meaning is very clear—Gao Yang is ambitious and has opinions on Xiao Mo, so now he can use it as a spearman. If it works well, he will continue to use it. Just got rid of a hidden danger.

Xiao Yan listened to his brother slowly narrating his plan, thinking that this was completely planned by Xiao Yan in the short 10 minutes from entering the school to leaving the school, and he immediately acted on it when he got home, Xiao Yan once again felt that Terrible panic——Eating the same rice growing up, Xiao Yan made him feel like he was a little careless.

This is the first time Xiao Yan has realized since growing up that, even if he and Xiao Yan are split from one egg cell, he and Xiao Yan are still two completely different people. Small and complicated, I can't even say whether I am disappointed or happy.

Throwing the towel in his hand into the small refrigerator, grabbing the liquid ice cubes out and pressing his face, Xiao Yan clumsily climbed onto his own bed and lay down, closed his eyes, and felt a little shaking from the lower berth—probably It was Xiao Yan who also went to bed.

Now his face didn't hurt so much, Xiao Yan held the liquid ice cubes but couldn't fall asleep because of tossing and turning, finally he gave up the treatment and sat up, crossed his legs and moved to the edge of the bed and knocked on the bottom board of the bed: " Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan—hey, are you asleep yet?"

"I was woken up by you when I fell asleep."

Xiao Yan's calm voice came—the voice didn't sound sleepy, obviously Xiao Yan wasn't the only one tonight.

"What were you thinking when you were doing these things today?" Xiao Yan silently handed over the microphone.

"I have no idea. I just wanted to teach those people a lesson. I don't like people who question my achievements." Xiao Yan replied cooperatively, and after thinking about it, he added, "When I went to Gao Yang, I still I'm a little scared, mainly because I'm afraid that he will see us ignoring me, and it will be even worse if he not only does this but also goes to complain to Xiao Mo."

"The results of it?"

Xiao Yan paused, then sneered: "The result is that as long as there is money, there are obviously some people who don't care whether his client is a stinky brat who is underage from all angles."

"...Xiao Yan, you don't really want to take over that old man's business in the future, do you... You forget that we met those people in London at that time—"

"I haven't thought about it yet. We don't want it. Someone will always want it. If that's the case, what's the difference?"

"..."

"I've had enough of being chased and hid in Tibet like chasing ants, Xiao Yan, do you still want to be forced to grab food from stray dogs on your own territory and go digging out trash cans to eat?"

"Hmm." Xiao Yan on the upper bunk obviously hesitated for a while, and then let out an almost vague voice.

"Oh, by the way, it's really hard for you to take the blame today."

"...you don't have any sincerity in what you said."

"if not?"

"You owe me a favor, Xiao Yan."

"Tsk, it hurts to tell my brother this."

"Hey, it doesn't look like it's your turn to say this, right?" Xiao Yan lay back on the pillow and lay on the upper bunk staring at the ceiling with a dark face. A favor, Xiao Yan, I will pay you back when I think of your motherfucker!"

"..."

"Xiao Yan?" Xiao Yan continued to knock on the bed, "Did you hear that?"

"Understood, long-winded."

Xiao Yan, who was sleeping below, slightly raised the corners of his lips, turned over, and closed his eyes.

Once again, the bedrooms of the young masters of the Xiao family fell into an unprecedented tranquility... Xiao Yan frowned, stared at the ceiling for a while, and finally tired himself from staring, and turned over, and put the liquid ice cubes on his back. Sandwiched between his face and the pillow, he let out a long breath and closed his eyes thoughtfully.

……

Another thing Xiao Yan was caught off guard was that Xiao Mo's dead old man really deserved to be a dead old man, after he died in the real world, he refused to let him go even in his dreams.

Xiao Yan was dreaming again.

In the dream, he was the same as last time, looking tall and strong... If he and the old man were not sitting on the bed at this moment, he would probably be half a head taller than him. His upper body was naked, and his lower body Covered with a quilt that has been kicked in a mess... Sitting opposite him is Xiao Mo—although he is holding a thin quilt to wrap himself, but Xiao Yan knows that the old man is covered in blood at this moment. Naked - don't ask Xiao Yan why he knows, in short he just knows, because this is his dream.

In the dream, Xiao Mo didn't seem to need to be beaten as much as in the daytime, Xiao Yan's familiar expression was on that morbidly white face - he frowned, leaned forward looking unusually soft, and stretched out his slender hands slightly Gently rubbing Xiao Yan's face once in a while, while rubbing his mouth, he said, "It was my fault for leaving you outside like this before." "I'm sorry for hitting you like this." "Now I know It's not your fault." "I'll settle the score with Xiao Yan"...

What are you sorry for, I don’t—

"As compensation, please do whatever you want tonight, even if it means breaking Dad..."

Xiao Yan: "..."

Wreck daddy.

break...

... What is broken?

What does the word mean literally?

Such A words were spoken from Xiao Mo's old, weak, sick and disabled face. Xiao Yan's first reaction was to spray dog ​​blood, and the second reaction was to spray nosebleeds.

He frowned fiercely, let Xiao Mo's hands fiddle with his face like feathers, raised his eyelids, and unexpectedly saw a distressed look in those annoying eyes that were usually lazy and arrogant. Since Xiao Yan never had the chance to see this look of being wronged and wronged, now that he sees it all of a sudden, it's really fucking lethal!

So in the dream, he went all out, and without a word, he directly pressed the old man who should be his "father" into the soft bed - this man's skin was very good and smooth, just as he imagined , probably more palpable than a woman's, Xiao Yan felt that he had an inexplicable impulse, so, like those male protagonists in the porn movies he had seen, he squeezed the old man's chin, forcing He opened his mouth and looked at the soft tongue weakly exposed in front of his face—countless kisses brought the hot breath from his nose and landed on the face he hated to death on weekdays. Pull the man's rather slender legs away, let him wrap around his strong waist, and then...

Then he pressed him under his body, so that he couldn't break free, pulled his legs almost into a word, and slammed into him——

Wait a minute, that's too detailed! ! ! ! !

Where to enter! ! ! ! ! ! !

Is there a place for people to enter! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Xiao Yan, you are crazy! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

While roaring inwardly, Xiao Yan found that he couldn't stop at all - he lowered his head, only to see longing written on that annoying face, his pale arms voluntarily entwined around him, the one that seemed to last forever The mouth that was speaking harsh words finally shut up, and just moaned indistinctly, unexpectedly, surprisingly...

It sounds good.

The panting sprayed on Xiao Yan's earlobe, this kind of stimulation...

Children can't hold it at all! ! ! ! ! ! !

So Xiao Yan's lower body twitched and ejaculated tragically.

……

The early morning bell rang in my ears, it was the ringtone that Xiao Yan ordered to get up early and read in the morning, Xiao Yan opened his eyes in collapse.

Discomfort from wet lower body or something... Needless to say - because that's not the point at all.

In the dream, the feeling of that warm, snake-like slender leg wrapping around his waist still seemed so real at this moment... Xiao Yan paused, got up with a dark face, looked down, and his face turned dark instantly. Faintly, Li pulled off the blanket wrapped around his waist.

"Fuck you."

Cursed secretly, shook his head to get rid of all the messy and unreliable scenes in the dream, and became good friends the first time, the second time, the third time, and now the brat who was walking towards the avenue of familiarity seemed to be He wasn't as excited as the first time, although his heart...was still riddled with holes from his thunder.

Climbing out of the bed with a vicissitudes on his face, Xiao Yan gave a grunt and realized that Xiao Yan wasn't on the bed?Clutching his messy lower body, he hopped and ran to the bathroom door with his legs crossed. When Xiao Yan probed his head, he found that his elder brother who had the exact same face as him was standing in front of the sink. He was washing something expressionlessly.

Hearing the noise, the latter just raised his head and glanced at the person who was stupefied at the door from the mirror. After seeing a pig's head face that hadn't completely subsided from the swelling and messy straw-like hair, Xiao Yan deeply felt that his eyes were hurt. Frightened, he lowered his head and continued washing his hands.

As a result, Xiao Yan who lowered his head almost immediately did not have time to see the strange smile silently blooming on his younger brother's face.

Xiao Yan leaned forward: "What are you washing?"

Xiao Yan raised his eyelids and lazily glanced sideways at his smirk-faced younger brother: "...underpants."

"Oh," Xiao Yan dragged his voice, "Why do you wash your underwear early in the morning?"

Xiao Yan didn't answer in a hurry, but lowered his eyes and quickly glanced at Xiao Yan, who never forgot to cover his lower body with his hand, and a light smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "Why did you come to the bathroom? Why wash your underwear?"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Xiao Yan's answer, he stretched out his wet hand and poked the swollen side of his face. Seeing him grinning and taking a big step back, the elder brother of the twins withdrew his hand. , Wring out the water from the object in his hand, and hang it in the bathroom ventilation.

Xiao Yan covered his face and stood not far away, watching Xiao Yan slowly make this series of movements, suddenly seemed to be a little upset as if he remembered something, and hummed: "You are very calm."

"Do you think they all look like you?" Xiao Yan sneered, "It looks like the sky is falling."

What Xiao Yan didn't know was that he casually said "playing badly" or something, and seriously poked Xiao Yan's G-spot. Xiao Yan's face behind him immediately became a little ferocious, and he tilted the bathroom door heavily and shouted: "Hey, what did you dream about last night?"

Xiao Yan's movement of hanging things was obviously paused. He held the clip, turned his head and glanced at his brother expressionlessly, and then said slowly this time: "I didn't dream of anything."

Xiao Yan showed disdain: "I don't believe it."

"Believe it or not, I usually don't read those messy things, so I don't think so much."

"Are you saying that you are pure in disguise?"

Xiao Yan made way for Xiao Yan to squeeze in, and watched his younger brother take off his dirty underwear to take a shower with his back facing him, and didn't answer him again, just turned around and walked out on his own.

As a result, when the two brothers went downstairs to have breakfast, they were still struggling with the topic of "Did Xiao Yan dream last night" and "What did you dream about?"

Xiao Mo, who was sitting at the table and drinking porridge with a bowl of porridge honestly, was a little curious. He wanted to ask, but when he looked up and saw Xiao Yan's face that hadn't subsided, his guilt was overwhelming. So when the brat sat down on the chair next to him, Xiao Mo put down the bowl, stretched out his hand to pinch Xiao Yan's chin, and looked up and down like picking vegetables from the market in his hand. While muttering: "Does it still hurt?"

Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows, slapped Xiao Mo's hand away mercilessly, and still didn't forget to give him a look: "None of your business."

Xiao Mo was hurt by the beating, and he withdrew his hand suddenly, frowning: "I'm apologizing to you."

"Is this an apology?" Just as he was about to tell the old man the correct apology posture, Xiao Yan suddenly paused for some reason. For some reason, he suddenly thought of the weird way of apologizing in that dream last night, so before he opened his mouth, he His face turned red strangely.

Xiao Mo blinked inexplicably: "Huh?"

Xiao Yan snorted heavily from his nasal cavity, put on a face full of disgust, and moved his buttocks to rub a seat beside him.

Xiao Mo picked up the bowl again, lowered his eyes and said, "I forgot to tell you, don't go out today."

The black-haired man's words made the young masters of the Xiao family at the table pause, and they put down the tableware and looked at him with frowns.

Xiao Mo then said calmly: "Qin Lang said, today he brought Wang Zhixi to your door to apologize to you, if you are not at home, it will not be justified."

"Qin Lang?" Xiao Yan sneered, feeling that he was completely holding on to the point, "The meeting lover will come to your house."

"...Fart," Xiao Mo snorted, "How many times have I told you not to fantasize about your father and me—I hear you clearly, Wang Zhixi has come to apologize to you, unlucky boy, you have to go away."

show off?Maybe that bastard is here to apologize or to add trouble to Lao Tzu.

"..." Xiao Yan rolled his eyes forcefully, pointed to Xiao Yan who was silently eating breakfast beside him, and yelled in a voice that could be heard all over the world, "Mom Yun, bring me a bowl of red bean soup, I wish him an early son!"

Xiao Yan: "..."

Xiao Mo: "..."