In the name of father

The group of people managed to sit firmly on the sofa, and Mama Yun immediately brought a snack, which was the kind of mung bean cake that Xiao Mo liked. Originally thinking that children would probably like this, Xiao Mo conveniently shared a piece with the dessert chopsticks. On the plate in front of Wang Zhixi—the black-haired man's face was sinking like water. When he was doing this thing that he shouldn't be doing, because his movements were slow and calm, there was nothing wrong with him at all.

On the other hand, Xiao Yan, who was sitting next to him, frowned, his amber pupils stared closely at the small piece of skin that turned white when the man held the mung bean cake with a little force, and seemed a little unhappy.

Of course Xiao Mo knew that everyone in the room was probably looking at him at this moment——Qin Lang still had the same casual look he had put on since he got off the car, he was holding a cigarette, and squinted for some reason He looked at every move of the man in front of him, until the small piece of mung bean cake fell silently on his godson's snack plate, then he bit the butt of his cigarette and sneered, and patted the back of Wang Zhixi's head: "Still No thanks? Does the brat know how to be polite?"

Wang Zhixi looked back at him subconsciously, but he didn't know what the boy saw in the man's eyes. In short, when he turned his head back to thank Xiao Mo, his voice sounded a little tense.

Qin Lang's attitude made Xiao Mo pause at first, and then he thought that he didn't seem to need to meddle in other people's business, so he just put on a smile suitable for parents of this generation and nodded at him, saying something, "The child is very good." ’” and other nonsense, but people with long ears can probably hear it. When a man says this, he doesn’t have much sincerity——

In the final analysis, the troubles that Xiao Mo encountered now were almost all caused by a series of conflicts caused by the egg pain of this little ghost named Wang Zhixi in front of him.

What's more, he doesn't like the kind of children who casually slander others for stealing things, or encourage their classmates to isolate others-if the last time he spoke harshly to the Xiao twins in St. Peter's Primary School, it would have eased their relationship a little. Then yesterday's slap can be said to slap their relationship back to the original place——

Uh, it might be even worse than before.

Although I am not their biological father, I will not feel the sense of loss of being abandoned by my son, but living under the same roof, it is also very uncomfortable to be so fierce... Xiao Mo thought about it, it was a bit of a headache, and he raised his eyelids , Glancing at the clock hanging on the wall, the hour and minute hands formed a perfect ninety-degree angle.

Xiao Mo sat back, looked away from Wang Zhixi's face, and put his gaze on Qin Lang's body——

This strange man has not looked uncomfortable since he got off the car. At this moment, he is sitting there as if he is sitting on the sofa in his own living room, with a calm expression on his face, and an unfamiliar smile hangs on the corner of his lips. Smiling contemptuously and smoking a cigarette... In fact, before he entered the house, Xiao Mo observed specially that when he came to the house of his greatest enemy, the number of bodyguards he brought with him was even higher than when he usually appeared in public places such as the airport and was arrested. Fewer times when you are in a hurry to snap a shot.

"Mr. Qin is here," Xiao Mo said lightly, "Why don't you just stay and have dinner?"

The black-haired man spoke a lot, and the person sitting opposite him laughed, taking the tobacco off the corner of his lips without haste, Qin Lang exhaled a puff of light milky white smoke, he tilted his head and looked at Xiao Mo jokingly, "No." He narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a smile, "I'm afraid it will be my last meal."

"Mr. Qin is joking."

"I'm very serious, Xiao Mo." The smile on Qin Lang's face paused, and he calmly stared at the black-haired man in front of him, "What else can't you Xiao Mo do?"

The polite smile on the corner of Xiao Mo's lips tightened a bit, thinking that judging by the way you are sitting here swaggering and looking calmly at the old man with no missing arms or legs, I really feel that you used to The original version of Xiao Mo is really not as insane as you said—otherwise, why would you be left as a disaster?

Wouldn't it be fun to tie you to the bed and give you aphrodisiacs for food every day?

"You're right," Xiao Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, which made him look like an unhappy fox, "Mr. Qin, guess what I'm going to do next?"

The muscles on Qin Lang's face visibly stiffened, he gritted his molars and threw out two words: "No guess."

"...It's really boring." Xiao Mo sneered.

The atmosphere in the living room seemed a little weird for a while.

The most tragic thing is that there is not even a single person present at the scene——these people who are sitting on the edge of the sofa at the moment, either have insufficient IQ, or those who have enough IQ just want to watch the show.Xiao Mo resisted the urge to yell, but instead raised his eyebrows calmly, turned around and patted Xiao Yan's shoulder beside him, signaling to the elder brother of the twins to take his younger brother and Wang Zhixi upstairs to play together, by the way— Have a good exchange of feelings.

Xiao Yan sneered, and was about to say that he didn't need to exchange any feelings with this idiot Wang Zhixi, but when he met Xiao Mo's black pupils looking at him, he was strangely silent.

When Xiao Yan obediently stood up from the sofa, even he himself was a little surprised, because he found that in the presence of outsiders, Xiao Mo could easily show such persuasive eyes— —For example, at the teaching office last time.

It's not like they are so easy to bully at home when only their father and son are present.

Sometimes Xiao Yan would have the illusion that "this guy might be treating us as children at all", but when he quarreled with Xiao Mo, he would immediately overthrow this idea - because every time he quarreled, Xiao Mo's Any meanness can show that he is seriously arguing with him. The reason why Xiao Yan can win a big victory in most cases is just because he is more mean than his father.

Wang Zhixi originally didn't want to go with Xiao Yan and the others, because when he raised his head and looked at Xiao Yan, the older brother of the Xiao family's twins, who was looking at him calmly with a faint smile, for some reason, I just thought of his group of friends who are in the hospital and there are still a couple of friends who are not out of danger—

Wang Zhixi shuddered, and suddenly regretted that he shouldn't stop making things so big after he got the news that the Xiao family's twins were going to transfer to another school...

At least it shouldn't offend Xiao Yan - although his godfather Qin Lang has already found out who did it, according to the investigation report, those series of things should have nothing to do with Xiao Yan.

Wang Zhixi thought about it, completely lost the momentum of choking with Xiao Yan when he just got off the car, and when he entered the gate of Xiao's house, he suddenly felt a few heads shorter, he turned his head and looked at Qin Lang pitifully, However, the latter only showed him a comforting smile: "Go, children's matter, of course you should solve it yourself."

Wang Zhixi: "..."

"Son," Qin Lang's smile deepened, "Remember your purpose for coming today."

Wang Zhixi was laughed so hard that his back crackled and broke out in a lot of cold sweat, like a doll under witchcraft, his eyes were empty, and he followed Xiao Yan up the stairs with a ashen face——Xiao Yan Seeing Wang Zhixi sneering behind Xiao Yan's buttocks, he sneered and was about to walk away, but was suddenly stopped by Xiao Mo.

The young master of the Xiao family looked back at him impatiently.

"Play well with your friends." Xiao Mo said, "Don't fight."

Both Xiao Yan and Xiao Mo knew that the last four words were the key point - squinting at the old man, Xiao Yan nodded indiscriminately, and then quickened his pace to catch up with the other two children who had already reached the second floor.

So at this moment in the living room, only Xiao Mo and Qin Lang are left——

In other words, now is full-on adult time.

Xiao Mo touched the pocket of his home clothes, and then slowly took out a pack of cigarettes from his trousers pocket——When he brought the tobacco to his lips familiarly, the expression on Xiao Mo's face looked a little bit Hesitation... That's right, this is the first change after he was reborn as the man Xiao Mo.

In fact, he didn’t smoke when he was still Yuanzhen. Firstly, the old man refused to let him. Secondly, as an athlete, smoking sometimes hinders the physical examination before the competition, and long-term smoking still damages the body to some extent. He doesn’t want to do that. A slow suicidal behavior.

But Xiao Mo is probably a smoker. When he smelled Xiao Qi's second-hand smoke for the first time, Xiao Mo discovered that this body has a physical obsession with tobacco.

So I thought about it and felt that I might never be able to become a professional boxer again in this life, so I followed the character of this body. Xiao Mo started to smoke, but compared to the previous owner of this body, he smoked at most two times a day. The amount of tobacco was quite restrained—he leaned lazily on the sofa to put himself in a comfortable position, and flicked the lighter with the tip of his thumb—it was the most old-fashioned kind that needed to be turned to make it light. The lighter with the flames——then Xiao Mo moved closer to the flickering flame, slowly and patiently watched the tip of the tobacco being lit.

When he felt that Qin Lang's gaze on him had become a bit dark, he raised his head and glanced at him, thinking about how to open his mouth so as to bring up the matter of last night's trouble, Xiao Mo began to find nothing to say: "I saw that when you came in, you didn't seem to be interested in my yard."

"Only women like those flowers and plants," Qin Lang sneered, "Oh yes, I heard you like them too."

Xiao Mo: "..."

Xiao Mo felt that it was really fucking difficult to have a good word with this guy.

The black-haired man leaned against the sofa and took a few puffs of cigarettes. He suddenly thought of Qin Lang's familiar appearance when he walked into the yard, and had a more adventurous idea in his heart. He raised his eyelids and squinted at Qin Lang: "You are also very familiar with my family. Well."

To Qin Lang, that sidelong glance seemed to be seductive at all, and he was a little angry when he was teased, and even his tone became a little bad: "Xiao Mo, are you pretending to be stupid with me? ——I used to do it in the North District To the position of branch master, you personally suppressed me."

Xiao Mo said indifferently, these days he has seen quite a few figures of the hall master or sub hall master who came to directly report the affairs, it can be seen that on his side, after reaching a certain level, he can be in the Xiao family mansion. Free to come and go... The black-haired man thought about it, and felt more and more strange. According to what Qin Lang said, if the original owner of this body liked him, how could he suppress him?

Lost in thought for a while, the black-haired man didn't notice that the cigarette butt dangling from the corner of his lips was trembling and trembling as if he was playing——

Instead, it fell into the eyes of Qin Lang who was on the side.

The man's dark brown pupils dimmed, and he suddenly sneered and said, "Xiao Mo, you used the wrong method before."

"what?"

"Compared to booking a room in the presidential suite of the most expensive hotel in K City and taking off your clothes and waiting for me, you actually look better smoking," Qin Lang said, relying on no one approaching, at this moment two A big man is crowded on a sofa. Although it is a couch, it is still a bit crowded.

Qin Lang even put a hand on Xiao Mo's waist frivolously and ambiguously and gently rubbed it——

Surprisingly, even with a layer of surprise, he could easily tell from the touch of his hands that the man half-embraced by him might have good skin.

It was rare for Qin Lang to take the initiative to get close to the face that didn't show much emotion. Looking closely, he found that Xiao Mo was terribly white, and it was probably because of the relationship that he had just bathed. The man's body exuded a pleasant smell of soap ——It's just a simple soap, not a more sweet and greasy body wash. This simple and rough taste, on the contrary, tends to arouse the most primitive desires of men.

When Qin Lang approached Xiao Mo infinitely, so close that every breath of his breath was almost sprayed on the man's cheek, suddenly without warning, the man in his arms raised his hand, and in his arms Two places on his shoulders were pressed twice—Qin Lang immediately felt his upper body lose all strength, and before he could react to what happened, Xiao Mo pushed him heavily to the other corner of the sofa——

His arms were empty, and the man who had been hugged and smoked by him slid out of his arms like a fish, and sat down on another single sofa.

"Qin Lang," Xiao Mo took a puff of cigarette, not knowing whether it would be better for him to put on a heavy face or a nonchalant expression - so he chose a compromise expression, frowning his brows seemingly entangled, he calmly The voice said, "This is the first thing I want to tell you today, no matter what I have done or said to you before - please forget it from this second, you can be an enemy or a friend Forget it, but when I had a long dream a few days ago and woke up from the bed, I decided that I still like women better."

"..." Qin Lang looked at him for a while, stretched out his hand across the sofa to pinch the man's chin, the slightly rough wood gently pressed the corner of the man's lips, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and his tone of voice was a little dangerous when he spoke , "What did you say? Say it again."

"I said, compared to tough men, I still like women better." Xiao Mo raised the corners of his lips, and slowly exhaled a puff of milky white smoke, "For example, Xie Jiajia is very good."