In the name of father

Xiao Yan didn't speak, he just stared at a pair of red eyes and looked at the man in front of him who was as calm as if nothing had happened, talking to him, and he was still talking about this kind of insignificant nonsense-this made him feel completely helpless. To answer the other person's desire.

Fortunately, Xiao Mo probably got used to this kind of behavior of his youngest son long ago. He didn't seem to have any regrets when he didn't get an answer. He stretched out his hand very comfortably, and tidied up the mess on the sofa just now for his son. His hair—the latter didn’t move, stuck there like a piece of wood, staring at the man in front of him without changing his eyes, letting his hands move around on his head—

It wasn't until Xiao Mo tidied him up and wanted to take back his hand that the young man seemed to be cheating, his eyes didn't even move a little bit, and he quickly grabbed the man's wrist without looking at him.

"What are you doing?" Xiao Mo smiled, "It's not playing basketball, why are you grabbing me so hard?"

play basketball……

Xiao Yan took a deep breath, convinced that the man in front of him still had the face to mention this to him—he just held up his wine glass and told others about the damn basketball. It was fun, didn't he even give him a glimpse? Very proud, right? Others come with a drink and drink with you. Are you the fucking boss or the princess...

A bellyful of swear words came to his lips, but Xiao Yan swallowed them back alive. Looking at the man in front of him, he clearly saw the undisguised provocation in those beautiful dark pupils—— ——If he really loses his temper at this moment, then he has fallen into the man's trap.

Xiao Yan twitched the corners of his lips impatiently, and pinched the man's wrist even harder.

Xiao Mo frowned and glanced at his wrist, and it was no surprise that under the ravages of Xiao Yan's fingers, a circle of red marks had appeared on his wrist... The man slightly raised his eyelids calmly, So that he could get closer to his son, he stared at him for a while, and then said unhurriedly: "If you don't know how to drink, don't drink so much. If I didn't come over today, are you going to drink so much?" Ask my men to send you back to your apartment sideways?"

Xiao Yan sneered: "What's none of your business?"

"You are my son, of course I will take care of you. Although you have been kicked out of the house now, I have not said that I will sever the father-son relationship with you." Xiao Mo said, "Also, you hurt me a lot, can you let go?"

"No."

Xiao Yan refused without thinking.

When he heard the words "father-son relationship", the second young master of Xiao's family subconsciously frowned a little bit more, and suddenly there was an evil fire in his heart for no reason.

"It will be ugly if other guests come in and see you like this." Xiao Mo said.

"The door is locked." Xiao Yan frowned even more impatiently, and then he pushed the man into the compartment closest to them without any discussion, and then used his own With a bang, he kicked the door hard——

Xiao Mo was pushed against the wall by him. Fortunately, he knew that the restrooms in his place would be wiped and disinfected with disinfectant every day, and the toilets would be disinfected and cleaned every half an hour. He really couldn't accept being pushed against the wall of the bathroom all of a sudden.

He knew that Xiao Yan probably really drank too much.

Originally, they shouldn't sell wine to minors—but they don't know how Xiao Yan, the demon king of the world, put pressure on the people watching the scene today. When Xiao Mo entered the box, he even saw him under the sofa of the second young master of the Xiao family. Empty bottle of whiskey.

Later they drank beer and red wine again, and Xiao Yan also drank a lot before.

After drinking so many types and mixing them up again, if there is no reaction at this moment, then it can only be Da Luo Immortal—even Xiao Mo, who has a very good drinker, will pay great attention to this aspect. Although he drank a lot just now, But all he drank was beer, and he didn't even touch other kinds of alcohol.

In normal social occasions, everyone knows that Mo does not drink easily with others, even if local executives or people from the business circle come together, he will just take a shallow sip to express his meaning... I don't know how honored I am to get my stomach cup after cup, and Xiao Mo's saving face so much is also to not spoil Xiao Yan's happiness——

He knew that the group of brats came today probably to celebrate Xiao Yan's finding a new direction in life or something...

Thinking of this, the man seemed to have remembered something. He leaned leisurely against the wall, looking at the youngest son in front of him who was trying to get infinitely close to him in the small cubicle. The man's gaze was very calm, as if As if the relationship between him and the young man in front of him is really just a father-son relationship of loving father and son, when the other party pressed him, he could even ask in a very calm tone: "How was the physical examination today?"

Xiao Yan didn't answer, because at this moment his attention was already attracted by the man's thin lips——

Xiao Yan wasn't like this originally.

He didn't even know why he followed him out of the box.

But at this moment, when the two of them were in a small cubicle at the same time, Xiao Yan found that he wanted to get close to the man in front of him no matter what—as if he was suffering from incurable skin hunger. of.

So he decided to obey his own wishes, he felt his head was a little dizzy, and the fierceness in the original amber eyes also became blurred, the tip of his nose brushed against the man's cheek, he slightly She lowered her eyes, and the long and thick eyelashes showed all the emotions in those amber pupils.

He vaguely seemed to hear the man asking him about today's medical examination.

He knew that Xiao Mo didn't want him to enter the police superintendent system.

The young man was silent for a moment, a little unsure of what to answer, he rubbed against the man twice like a large dog in a daze, and let out a strong breath between the man's neck and neck. With the turbid breath of alcohol, he jumped out three words like gold: "Not bad."

not bad……

How good is it?

Xiao Mo found that his son seldom talked when he was drunk, and besides the fact that he likes to stare at people, which is very bad, he was surprisingly better-behaved than usual... When the man thought about it, he seemed to want to As if deliberately overturning his conjecture, the young man's slightly moist thin lips were still rubbing against the man's collar for a second, and moved to the man's lips in the next second——

The corner of Xiao Mo's lips was caught off guard by a gentle bite.

The man let out a pain, and stretched out his hand to push away the heavy head on his shoulder: "What's the matter with biting people, are you a dog?"

"kindness."

He generously admitted that he was a dog, Xiao Yan was pushed away a little, and then he posted it reluctantly——

At this moment, he completely suppressed the murderous aura when he entered the toilet just now. He leaned on Xiao Mo's body, and his strong arms easily wrapped his father's strong but particularly slender waist, subconsciously. Raising his arm, he sniffed his nose between the man's neck, and then as if he had found something, he raised his head and looked at the man's black pupils, the beautiful amber pupils were stained with dissatisfaction. Emotions, he said almost word for word: "My brother's taste."

"..." Xiao Mo remembered that he took a shower before coming here.

He didn't know how Xiao Yan could still smell "Xiao Yan's scent".

Thinking of what happened this afternoon for a moment, the man felt a little guilty. He wanted to push Xiao Yan away, but the other party pressed him against the wall of the cubicle even more as if he had noticed his intention—drunk The strength of a person is often much stronger than usual, let alone a madman who usually doesn't have much reason to speak of.

Rubbing the man's earlobe with his slightly rough thumb, he touched a little tooth mark on it without any surprise.

"...Xiao Yan did it?"

"..."

Looking at the man in front of him who was silently looking at him, Xiao Yan found that his breathing became a little heavy, and he began to regret why he let Xiao Yan replace himself and the man to go to the field today - thinking that the two of them could be together for a whole day. Just nestling in a room intimately, Xiao Yan felt his stomach twitch violently, and then began to sink endlessly.

Even though it was agreed.

Although a consensus has been reached.

Although I have already made this kind of psychological preparation.

But Xiao Yan still felt uncomfortable.

His eyes were red, and he stared at the man in front of him with naked, possessive eyes without hesitation. He looked at him, but he didn't restrain himself a little because the other party was his father. Burning temperature... Since I was 11 years old, I have been dreaming about the man in front of me. If at that time, I could say that it was just the impulse of a child who didn't understand bullshit, then now, after four years, he suddenly felt that he understood it. Issues.

Lu Mingxi said that she could see from his eyes that he had desire for another person.

Xiao Yan didn't speak at that time.

But almost immediately, he had the answer in his heart.

He watched the brothers around him change girlfriends as if they were changing clothes, but after so many years, he never really settled down with anyone. He squatted on the roof of the school from top to bottom like a standard hooligan Discuss happily with them who has bigger breasts in the group of girls passing by just now, but after seeing them, they forget what color clothes they are wearing-even selfishly never go Explain the relationship between him and Lu Mingxi to others, because in this way, the trouble of taking the initiative to come together can be slightly reduced.

It's just that Xiao Yan found that these strange symptoms of himself seemed to heal automatically when he got close to the man in front of him.

When he was texting a man, he calmly let the group of people under him misunderstand that he was texting with his girlfriend—now Xiao Yan figured it out, it wasn't because those people under him were too naive, but because of him This kind of result only appeared when I was full of feelings.

like.

want to possess.

Impatiently wanting to get out of the opponent's control, stand in a field that he can't touch at all, rely on his own strength to stand at the same height as him...even higher than him.

At that time, he was completely suppressed, and he was imprisoned within his sphere of influence as a victor, so that he could not escape or escape.

"He" is a man.

Even his blood-related father.

For a moment, Xiao Yan felt that he was probably crazy, but in the next second, he felt that it didn't matter how crazy he was.

...Anyway, it couldn't be any worse.

Xiao Yan's gaze changed for a long time, from the fierceness at the beginning to the tranquility at the end, he stretched out his hand and rubbed the corner of the man's lips as if sighing, and after rubbing it red, he couldn't help lowering his head to suck the kiss, He didn't let him go until the corners of the other party's lips became red and swollen, lowered his voice and asked the man in front of him who looked at him with calm eyes without any emotion: "Why didn't you push me away?"

"I don't know how to push it away." Xiao Mo was silent for a moment, then said suggestively, "This is your own problem, why don't you find a way to solve it yourself?"

The man's words fell, and there was silence between the two of them again.

"Then Xiao Yan?"

"Same."

"...Xiao Mo, you are more selfish than I imagined."

Xiao Yan suddenly laughed softly, as if he didn't feel that he had much urge to laugh - he was not Xiao Yan, under normal circumstances he never had the habit of calling men by their first and last names, but when he did At this moment, the boy's amber pupils looked at the black-haired man who was pressed against the wall by him, and the latter didn't even look at him for a moment. Looking at him without resistance, Xiao Yan was suddenly a little flustered by this gaze. He slowly suppressed his smile, and then almost couldn't help stretching out his hand to cover the other's eyes——

"do not look."

Xiao Yan's hand was a little hard, and the edge of his palm was pressed against Xiao Mo's face, causing the man to feel some pain, but before Xiao Mo could protest, the other party had already replaced his hand with another thing - from the touch and smell Look, it's probably the men's handkerchief that Xiao Mo occasionally wears on his body. At this moment, the boy probably took it out of his pocket, and then tied it on Xiao Mo's eyes——

At first Xiao Mo wanted to stop him, but soon his hand was firmly pressed down by Xiao Yan with his body.

"Xiao Yan," the man whose eyes were tied said calmly, "Don't forget why you were kicked out of the house."

"I know, I haven't forgotten." Xiao Yan replied briefly, but it was different from what he said in his mouth. When he answered Xiao Mo like this, his hand had already pulled the hem of the man's clothes out of his belt. When he came out, he didn't unbutton the man's shirt, but picked it up directly so that the man's entire chest was suddenly exposed without warning——

But at this moment, Xiao Mo, who was in darkness a year ago, could feel Xiao Yan's eyes resting on his chest.

"It's swollen here..."

Xiao Yan reached out his hand abruptly and touched the bulge on Xiao Mo's chest - that place was a little red and swollen by Xiao Yan this afternoon, but at this moment, because of the sudden cold air, it stood up quietly, and it turned to the chest. Its situation became more obvious... Xiao Mo felt cold sweat dripping down his back, and when his youngest son unscrupulously reached out and kneaded his chest, he found that he had no way to refute him. ...

Because Xiao Yan quickly asked: "Did Xiao Yan do it?"

Although it was a question sentence, the tone of the boy's mouth was similar to that of a declarative sentence.

A series of questions followed.

"Why did he touch you? Like this?" Xia Yan looked at the man's jaw line which was tense due to nervousness, and his amber pupils were dyed a deep golden yellow. He lowered his head and gently licked the man's jaw. It was a little congested by myself, and I couldn't see the light-colored milk beads before. When doing this, the boy seemed to have eyes on the top of his head. He directly stretched out his hand and pulled the cloth strip on the eyes that the man wanted The hand that was pulled down was pushed back to the original place——

Xiao Yan used great force, and as if punishing, he pressed Xiao Mo's hand heavily on the partition wall.

There was a muffled bang.

"Xiao Yan."

"kindness."

"..."

"what you want to say?"

Xiao Mo felt the young man let go of the bulge on his chest, which was probably already swollen. At this moment, he felt the other party sticking up again and shifted his gaze to his lips. There was a deep echoing sound, while biting the man's lips with moderate force, the tip of his tongue didn't break in, just like what Xiao Yan did in the morning, gently pressed against his lips. swipe over...

This made Xiao Mo feel frightened instead.

"It's wrong for you to do this, if you like men..."

"I don't like men." This time, Xiao Yan directly interrupted the man's words. He put it close to the man's ear, and sneered a little frivolously, "Who told you that I like men? My sexual orientation is very normal. "

"then you……"

"If you don't like what I'm doing to you, you shouldn't be here tonight."

Xiao Yan's voice sounded a bit vague, like a wild beast roaring from its own throat, low and slow, but full of indescribable danger——

"I've already been kicked out of my house by you, why do you still want to join me? Why didn't you go to bed early in the morning and ran across most of the city to the door of my apartment before dawn and eagerly rang my doorbell? You Why don't you just stay at home, take a shower, go to sleep, and come out to the venue to hinder my entertainment? Why do you lean against the door and look at me with a displeased face when you see me and another woman about to kiss, as if I betrayed you? Shameful thing? You talk to Song Lei so happily while drinking and ignoring me, are you just mad at me?...Dad, now comes the question, why are you mad at me?"

"..."

Xiao Mo was left speechless by Xiao Yan's series of questions.

At least 5 minutes ago, he thought that this guy was very seldom talkative and cute when he was drunk——

Now it seems that this is probably all his illusion, this guy is just accumulating.

It seemed to Xiao Mo that he didn't know how to answer the series of questions he asked—the man felt his heart beating fast. In fact, when he was doing this series of actions, he didn't think about himself at all, "Why did you do this?" "Just did it directly.

Now that Xiao Yan mentioned it, he realized that there seemed to be many things wrong with him.

It seemed that he also felt the man's silence for a while, but Xiao Yan felt that he couldn't be happy or proud—with every question he asked, he could even clearly feel his heart sinking little by little. Shen, it was as if an invisible hand stretched out from the abyss and grabbed him, and he fell all the way, a little out of breath.

He was leaning on the man's body, and the strong arm used for playing basketball was tightly fixed around the man's waist—as if a drowning person suddenly grabbed a piece of life-saving driftwood.

He put his head on the man's neck, and after a long time, he put down the shirt for the man without saying a word—even patiently helped him put the hem back into his trousers neatly, he didn't Eager to untie the restraints on the man's eyes, after finishing all the actions, he resumed the posture of embracing the man at the beginning——

Thanks to the narrowness of the compartment, the two of them were stuffed in at this time, and the crowding was just right.

Xiao Yan didn't speak, but buried his tall nose into the man's neck, greedily inhaling his breath.

Xiao Mo didn't speak, but simply didn't know what to say.

He could feel Xiao Yan sticking to his lower body.

But this time, the boy just clung to him, without making any other movements.

If it wasn't for the heat getting hotter and hotter against the man's thigh, he would even wonder if Xiao Yan passed out just like that.

a long time.

Only then did he hear Xiao Yan's dull voice resounding from his neck——

"I went for the physical examination today, and it actually went well, and I can get in without any accidents."

"En? En," Xiao Mo didn't know what to answer, he just raised his hand and rubbed his son's waist as if to comfort him, "That's good."

The man's hand rested there lightly after rubbing it past—as if sensing the man's movement, the young man pressed him tighter as if he was trying harder to get close to him. His face was buried where Xiao Mo couldn't see, Xiao Mo couldn't see his expression, but when Xiao Yan spoke, the man was unprecedentedly sure that his son was serious.

"I won't embarrass you." Xiao Yan said sullenly, "It doesn't matter if it's in the political circle or anywhere else, as long as I want, I won't embarrass you."

Xiao Mo didn't speak.

He didn't explain why he was so opposed to Xiao Yan's entry into the political world before—it would be really boring to preach at this moment. For a moment, the man suddenly wanted to convince himself of his son.

The man admitted it was because he was a little moved.

He's just so easy to impress simply - he's always been that way with his two cheap pick-up sons.

A man never asks his sons to do anything for him, and they never promise him anything.

And this moment.

Xiao Mo never expected that Xiao Yan would be the first one to take the initiative to make a decent promise.

The man wanted to say something, but at this moment, he felt that Xiao Yan hugged him even tighter, as if he wanted to trample him into his body alive and become one with him. Yes, the man felt that his breathing was about to become difficult - the man stretched out his hand and tore off the handkerchief covering his eyes, this time Xiao Yan didn't stop him.

He lowered his head, but unexpectedly met the familiar amber pupils. In the pupils that were usually full of pride and violence, the man felt that he saw struggle and hesitation at a certain moment.

Xiao Mo even wondered if he was dazzled.

The corners of the boy's eyes were red, but Xiao Mo suddenly felt that it might not be entirely due to alcohol...

He looked at him like a irascible young lion haunted by trouble and powerlessness...

And in the next second, Xiao Yan's crazy kiss like a rainstorm fell on his lips——

With madness and determination, he devoured his lips and sucked the tip of his tongue vigorously, allowing each other's unstable breath to spray on each other's cheeks, and the saliva that was too late to swallow slipped down his jaw and onto the shirt There was a slight "click" sound on the collar of his collar that seemed to be deafening...

As if there is no tomorrow.

It wasn't until Xiao Mo really tasted a trace of blood between their lips and tongue, and he moved his hand on his son's waist, that the other party slowly let him go, as if on purpose. When his teeth were lightly biting the tip of his tongue between his teeth, he moved very slowly, and even pretended to carelessly touch it with the tip of his tongue...

"Xiao Yan."

"kindness?"

"We are father and son."

"kindness."

Xiao Mo's eyelashes trembled slightly.

I was about to say something.

But at this time, he heard the boy leaning on his ear and saying——

"I know...but I like you."

Xiao Mo opened his eyes slightly, the boy's sudden confession made him so shocked that he didn't know what to say, he felt as if his tongue had been swallowed by him, and it became extremely difficult to breathe—at the same time , he felt the arms around him loosen him and get away from him - the body temperature of another person who suddenly left his body made the man feel a little inexplicably cold.

Looking at the handsome boy in front of him, he took a step back—until his back touched the other wall of the cubicle—

Now they really maintain the distance that a father and son should have.

"But this is the last time. I won't touch you again. If you want us to be father and son, then I will be your son obediently. This time, I will listen to you."

Xiao Yan raised his hand, as if he wanted to touch the corner of the man's lips that were a little red from his kiss, but before he really touched the man, he withdrew his hand.

"But don't come to me in the future, otherwise I don't guarantee that I will go back on my word." Xiao Yan chuckled, reached out and opened the door of the washroom and walked out first, stopped in his tracks, turned his head and looked at the man Smiled, "Go home early, good night, Dad."

……

After that ktv, Xiao Mo felt that life had really returned to the normal track.

At first he felt awkward, but for the next month, he really didn't try to contact Xiao Yan again. He only occasionally heard about a series of movements of the second young master of the Xiao family from Xiao Yan, for example, he went to participate in the second medical examination For example, he passed the physical training with a high score, for example, in the next monthly exam, Xiao Yan's name rose to the top [-] in the grade by leaps and bounds...

Xiao Mo felt very relieved, he felt that his son had grown up.

But at the same time, the man also felt a little awkward, as if...he pushed his son away with his own hands, and the other party also pushed away at his own request, but occasionally at a certain moment, Xiao Mo began to miss himself sitting by the basketball court again Looking at the way the people around him cheered for his son when he dunked the basketball——when Xiao Yan smashed the basketball hard into the hoop, he turned his head slightly, and his eyes swept across the direction of the man ——

This scene seemed to become an eternal picture, and it was frozen in Xiao Mo's mind forever.

Occasionally he would dream of Xiao Yan playing basketball in his dreams.

In the dream, he smiled at Xiao Yan, who just scored a beautiful goal, and the latter smiled back at him, then he turned his head, turned his back to Xiao Mo, and ran away from him, the man wanted to call But the cheers around him made him realize that it was a competition. The people shouted Xiao Yan's name excitedly, almost covering up the man's little struggle that reached the corner of his lips—the man closed his mouth weakly. Without saying anything, he could only let himself stand there, watching Xiao Yan run farther and farther.

In the end, it completely disappeared from his sight.

The first time I had such a strange dream was two months and three days after I met Xiao Yan at KTV, Xiao Mo woke up early in the morning and couldn't sleep anymore, he was wandering around the room like a ghost After a circle, he made breakfast for Xiao Yan. When the man finished all his work and sat down quietly at the table, he realized that it was only 06:30.

The winter solstice has passed, and the sky is still pitch black at 06:30 in the morning.

The man sat cross-legged on the sofa, wearing a thin layer of nightgown. He felt that his body was getting cold, but he didn't want to move—he sat on the sofa for a while, staring at the cold and empty sofa in the corner After staring blankly for a while, finally, the man couldn't control the crazy impulse in his head. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket with his stiff fingers, and flipped through the business card catalog to the one he hadn't seen for a long time and even felt strange to him. Number.

Xiao Mo was stunned for a while looking at the three words "Retribution" that he had entered maliciously back then.

Then he curled up on the sofa, and slowly typed a large line of words with his cold and stiff fingers, the content was scattered and without focus, and he babbled like an old man about the dream he had last night, and then said Hearing from Xiao Yan that today is the day of the final exam, the exam results this time will affect whether Xiao Yan can really enter the list of the police academy preparatory class. As his father, he wished him a good performance...

And so on.

A bunch of crap.

Xiao Mo finished typing with a frown, and finally, at the moment of writing the period, he directly pressed to erase.

[to retribution]: Come on for the exam.

send.

Sent successfully.

…Have you ever sent a text message to a person, every time you type a word, you are so nervous that all the hairs on your body stand on end, and you are careful?

——You imagine what he is doing at this time, you imagine that he got the vibration prompt because he heard your text message delivered, and took the mobile phone from his pocket to his palm from any place beside the bed, you imagine that he saw the sender If you frown or smile or have other expressions when you name your name, how do you imagine him answering you or does he not want to answer you at all.

The blood of the whole person began to flow backwards.

The phone in your hand makes you want to throw it out the window immediately, and it makes you want to hold it tightly in your hand.

And this moment.

This is what Xiao Mo experienced.

He looked at the mobile phone that he put on the table after sending the text message, as if he was looking at a monster with teeth and claws. He stared at the mobile phone. After waiting for a while, he became impatient, and he seemed a little irritable. He looked around anxiously—finally, his sight was fixed beyond the curtains.

It was still dark outside.

The time points to six fourteen five in the morning.

The sky outside was still so dark, even Xiao Yan didn't get up at this moment, let alone Xiao Yan.

"He must be sleeping."

The man pinched his earlobe, feeling that the cold earlobe became blood-filled and warm under his kneading, the man put his feet down on the sofa, he stood up, and gently put the phone into the pocket of the nightgown Decided to go upstairs to sleep, but just when the man took the first step, he heard the phone vibrate in the nightgown, and through the nightgown, the screen also lit up a dim light.

The man was so shocked that he didn't even pay attention to his feet, so he lifted his foot and kicked it hard to the edge of the coffee table——

It hurts so much.

In winter, I am most afraid of bumping and bumping. The pain usually doubles and rolls upwards. The man immediately grinned in pain and fell back on the sofa. Fortunately, no one is around now, and no one can see his embarrassing look. Like... Sitting back on the sofa, Xiao Mo rubbed his thumb that was sore from being kicked, while using the other hand to squeeze the phone out of the pocket of his nightgown, and entered the text message interface——

[from Retribution Son]: Thank you.

Xiao Mo: "..."

If he can't swear now, then he really has nothing to say.

It was as if he was still a balloon that was inflated too much by someone just a second ago, but at this second, he had been punctured by someone with a snap of a needle, and quickly deflated—originally tall The heart that was hanging in the sky fell to the ground suddenly - gratifyingly, his son did not ignore him, he replied to his text message -

It's just that compared to the person who couldn't even write punctuation marks when texting with him... now someone has become so polite that people want to swear.

Xiao Mo thought about it, and felt that he was unwilling to post it up so early in the morning with his face covered with smudges, so the man grabbed the phone that was going to be thrown into the goldfish bowl again——

[to retribution son]: You woke up so early.

[from Retribution Son]: Well, I was woken up by you.

Woke up by me?

[from Retribution Son]: Is there something wrong?

Nothing.

Xiao Mo stared at the screen for a long time, as if he could see some clues from the square Chinese characters and two punctuation marks. After a long time, he finally put down the phone—— He didn't reply to Xiao Yan's last text message, and he didn't know what to say. Moreover, he had already achieved his original goal.

Talk to your son or something.

Anyway, I said it.

As for the content, that doesn't matter.

What do you think?Simply put, it seems to be a little empty.

It's like getting something I've been looking forward to for a long time, but it seems to be a little bit different from what I thought. It's not happy or disappointed, but if I feel a little disappointed in my heart, this feeling can only be described as emptiness... Thinking about it, Xiao Mo stuffed the phone firmly into his pocket, the man paused, and yawned lazily, only then did he feel the desire to go back to sleep returning to his body.

at the same time.

The man didn't know that at the same time he stuffed the phone back into the pocket of his nightgown, in a high-end apartment on the other side of K city, a tall and strong teenager also threw the phone on the bedside table.

When the mobile phone hit the wooden bedside table with a slight bang, the boy glanced at it lightly, hesitated for a moment, then grabbed the mobile phone and found another name in the address book——

[to Xiao Yan]: Do you still remember that you still owe me a favor?

After typing, he threw away the phone and let out a long breath. He lifted the quilt and turned over to sit up. His lowered eyelashes concealed all the emotions in his amber pupils, and he sat silently on the spot. After sitting for a while, for a long time, he moved his head and glanced at the clock on the wall——

This time is obviously too early... However, there was no emotion on the boy's face to make him stand up, ready to start today's morning exercise ahead of time.

When the sun dimly shines through the clouds.

People get up at their usual normal schedule.

The young master of the Xiao family walked down the stairs slowly, and saw the warm breakfast and the housekeeper on the table.

"Where's Xiao Mo?"

"Back to the young master, Mr. Xiao said that he wants to sleep a little longer today."

Xiao Yan sat down at the breakfast table.

"Mr. Xiao also said, I wish the young master a smooth exam."

This time, Xiao Yan nodded, as if he really heard the man saying this to himself, the corners of his lips slightly curled up, and he let out a soft "um" from the depths of his throat.

This is a very ordinary morning.

very