Loyal Dog Cultivation Tutorial

Young Master Murong watched his son playing on the sofa while waiting for the entertainment news to start.

Murong Dan treated his head like a ball, rolled on the sofa while hugging it, thumping and thumping with great strength as if trying to get it off.

After tossing and tossing for a while, I finally got tired and collapsed on the big sofa, not moving.

Murong Feng stretched out his finger to tickle him. Murong Dan was so tired that he grabbed Murong Feng's finger and bit it into his mouth, saying vaguely: "Banana!"

……

He likes to eat bananas...

He didn't say that his father would call him Banana. He thought that all long things were bananas.

Even if I took a carrot, I would call it a banana, but I still felt that the banana tasted wrong when I gnawed on my father's finger.

Young Master Murong was furious at his son's unpromising appearance, and scolded him: "You don't look like a fucking monkey, but your personality is quite similar!" Pointing to the little dick in the open pants, "Look! Banana!"

Comrade Murong Dan never knew that he was carrying a banana with him, and when he was overjoyed, he poked his bald head and looked down with difficulty, his fat hand pawed twice enough and cried...

The reason was that the banana was hanging too low, and he couldn't reach it.

Tsk!Fool!

Young Master Murong was having fun watching it, so Murong Dan yelled and played by himself, and turned to watch TV.

As a result, after looking at it for a while, something went wrong.

Murong Dan tilted his small shoulders and leaned on the armrest of the sofa, his small triangular eyes were looking at the TV screen, and his small red mouth was half-open, obviously very focused.

"Son?" Murong Feng waved his hands in front of Murong Dan's eyes, and then he heard Murong Dan's voice of resistance.

The TV is reporting that a beauty pageant somewhere is still a model, a group of women with big breasts, waist, thin legs and long legs are frolicking in the swimming pool in bikinis.

Looking back at Murong Dan, a large drop of saliva fell on his chest...

"Damn it, Murong Dan, you know how to look at women at such a young age!" Murong Fengle's voice changed, and he held his son's face and said solemnly: "Son, you are so fucking amazing!"

Murong Dan was obviously too lazy to talk to his father, his triangular eyes shone brightly, and he turned his head to watch TV.

"Huh? Son, wait a minute, dad will take a look."

Murong Feng raised Murong Eun's pretty face, and there was a little red under his nose, "What's going on?" He pinched his son's nose with his hands, "Come on, blow!"

Murong Dan was feeling blocked, when someone told him to push hard, he gave a big push.

"Fuck! Son, you are too precocious!"

Young Master Murong was really sprayed with blood all over his face...

Murong Dan had a nosebleed.

Well!Murong Feng's face was covered with blood and black lines, this--this is also good, at least it shows that his son's sexuality is normal, right? . .

Well, tomorrow I will ask the nanny to eat less food that gets angry.

After blocking his son's nose, the voice on the TV made him turn his head away.

The scenes in the news were projected in his eyes like a film on film.

"Lin Hanzhi, a famous stylist in my country, went to Paris two years ago to develop and achieved remarkable results. The 'elegant' styling studio opened on the Champs Elysees Avenue opened today. The clothes used in this studio are all made by The famous French luxury brand 'Nuan' provides it, so although it is not a membership system, it is obviously taking an extremely high-end route..."

In France, fashion with the word "warm" is associated with luxury aristocrats, and this "elegance" is like adding gold rims to fashion, attracting attention.

Because it’s not a popular line, there’s no need to make it known to everyone. Lin Hanzhi in the picture seems to be surrounded by reporters guarding outside just after coming out of the party in the store. He didn’t accept interviews from the media. , Instead, he got into the waiting car parked on the side of the road.

He drove another elegant.

He is closer to the "elegant" person in his heart, isn't he warmer?

Does everything here mean that he has let go.

However, none of this matters.

Murong Feng was tired of watching TV and even blinking.

Those shots are all in my mind.

The Chinese-style facade, Lin Hanzhi's fair face and gentle smile that haven't changed a bit in the past two years, and he didn't let go of a woman's hand even when he got in the car.

Sesah picked up the phone irritably.

"Where is Lin Hanzhi?" Murong Feng got excited and asked the other party directly in Chinese.

Saisahe doesn't understand Chinese, but he can still understand Lin Hanzhi.

"What did you ask him to call me for?"

"Trouble, help me, give him the phone." Murong Feng gritted his teeth and said every word.

Yakai's intimacy was disturbed, and he frowned impatiently.

"Who is it!"

Sesah paused for a moment, didn't answer, and got out of bed directly to go to Lin Hanzhi's room.

Knock on the door twice.

After a while, Lin Hanzhi opened the door, his hair was still wet, and only a towel was wrapped around his lower body, "Huh? Handsome guy, did you have a fight with Aya, so come and talk to me—"

Ignoring the other party's teasing, Sesah threw the phone at the other party, said: "I'm looking for you." Then he turned his head and left.

Enter the room, close the door, all in one go.

Lin Hanzhi frantically picked up the phone and said hello without looking at who it was.

"Lin Hanzhi, that's how you wait for me!"

Um?Lin Hanzhi was stunned for a moment, then walked to the balcony to look at the stars in the sky: "Ah Feng—"

"Oh, you even forgot my phone number—you actually forgot about me a long time ago, didn't you Lin Hanzhi?"

"I'm not, Ah Feng, handsome guy - when Sesah called me, I answered without looking."

Murong Feng obviously didn't want to continue this question, as if a hand was pulling in his heart, before he jumped out of those pictures, "Lin Hanzhi, I just want to ask you, who is that woman?"

"……woman?"

"You drove Yaya, the woman you held by your hand when you came out."

"Afeng—her name is Emily, she is my girlfriend." For some reason, the word girlfriend is extremely difficult to utter.

What's wrong?Isn't it already over?Why does it feel like something is stuck in my chest again, and it becomes difficult to breathe in an instant.

"..." There was silence on the phone for a while, and finally said with a mocking smile: "Lin Hanzhi, I have been on my own for two years, and I don't feel tired at all. I thought—" The voice unexpectedly brought Si choked up, "I thought you were waiting for me obediently there."

Lin Hanzhi slowly closed his eyes, and said, "Ah Feng, we are already over, aren't we?"

You get married, you want your kids.

You have your loved ones, you have your claims.

It's all over since I left his engagement ceremony.

What else do you want yourself to do?

They have been with him, until the day he is no longer alone, he didn't leave.

So, isn't it over?

Wouldn't it be better to have a quarrel without contact with each other, leave some leeway for each other, and nod when we meet in the future, is it better than hating each other?

The kind of hatred that hurts others and hurts oneself is too uncomfortable, it makes people unable to lift their heads, breathe, and live well for themselves, so he doesn't want it.

"It's over? Lin Hanzhi," the voice on the phone became louder, "You never say what you want! You just turned around and left without saying anything. I, I——

Why do you never believe that I really want to walk with you all the way, want to be with you forever?You said that you like me, all your performances make me feel that you love me, I told you to wait for me to pick you up and you still acquiesce, why do you turn your face and deny people now? "Murong Feng roared, with the child's cries in the middle, "I just let grandpa let go today, I thought it was finally over, but you find a woman to come out!" "

Um?what's the message?

Forget it, these are all in the past.

"Lin Hanzhi, let me ask you one more question, will you come back?"

"Ah Feng, I..." Lin Hanzhi closed his eyes, "I'm sorry."