Loyal Dog Cultivation Tutorial

It was already late when Young Master Murong rushed home on the weekend, and the lights in the house could be seen from the window, and as soon as he opened the door, he could smell the strong smell of boiled corn, and when he probed again, he could see Lin Hanzhi standing next to him. Two bare feet on the couch.

Murong Feng always felt that Lin Hanzhi was just a pig in sheep's clothing. Really, few people have a good mentality like him, who wake up late, go to bed early and eat more every day.

Knowing that the guy is very familiar when he sleeps, he still walks lightly to the sofa.

The sheep at home were waiting for him to come back, and fell asleep, lying on the sofa, with their face turned to the side of the TV, the corners of their lips were squeezed slightly, and a cigarette was placed on the ground with one hand, with a large amount of ash.

After all, Lin Hanzhi did not completely quit smoking, but the addiction to smoking has decreased a lot, and the child basically does not smoke when he is at home. Only when the child is sent back to the old house like this, and he happens to be away from home and no one cares about it. Take one out.

Lin Hanzhi went to Paris and Mr. Murong was on a business trip. The two hadn't seen each other for almost two months. Murong Feng was standing next to Lin Hanzhi. All exhausted.

He likes to see Lin Hanzhi's soft and sound sleep.

This is a habit that has been preserved as the initial freshness fades away, the bitterness of the two places has passed, the age is getting older, and the days are getting more dull and familiar.

He was so calm, satisfied and undefended, Murong Feng always felt that even if he could exchange anything for such a person to stop by his side, it would be worth it.

What's more, all these years, ever since I got his approval, I've been quiet all the way.

Lin Hanzhi woke up and only fainted for a moment before getting up and rushing to the kitchen.

Fortunately, I didn't pounce!

Look again, the fire has been turned off.

Murong Feng had already finished taking a shower, and walked over while wiping his hair, seeing that Lin Hanzhi was still holding onto the handle of the pot with both hands in a daze.

One hand was fully grasping, and the other hadn't thrown the cigarette butt because it didn't react, but just hooked it with two fingers.

Seeing Murong Feng's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, he reacted embarrassingly, "Have you been back for a while?"

"How can I watch you perform acrobatics if you don't come back?"

In fact, Murong Feng always remembered the day when he first met Lin Hanzhi, seven of his ten fingers were injured, and when the Band-Aid was torn off, there were dark red blisters all over.

It was many years later that Murong Feng knew how it came about.

In fact, this kind of burn is not a one-off.

Lin Hanzhi likes to drink soup, he cooks it by himself when he has nothing to do, and then falls asleep while waiting.

He smoked secretly when no one was at home, and fell asleep after waiting.

When he just woke up, his blood pressure was low, his reaction was not sensitive, and the only thought in his mind was to catch fire!I ran to the kitchen to turn off the fire, and then subconsciously grabbed the pot with my hands. I didn't throw the cigarette butts in my hand, but just raised three fingers...

Lin Hanzhi was annoyed and blamed himself, "I didn't smoke on purpose, I fell asleep before I took two puffs after lighting it up."

Murong Feng realized that the other party's remorse was completely different from his own distress, so he stretched out his hand to pinch the other party's face: "Stinky sheep."

Lin Hanzhi saw that the other party didn't want to pursue any further, so he took the initiative to go up to kiss the other party's lips with a smile on his face, then lifted the pot, scooped up the corn happily and handed it to Young Master Murong's mouth: "I know you like to eat, Ningning and the others brought a sack, let’s see if it’s sweet or not?”

Murong Feng took a bite of Lin Hanzhi's hand, it was really sweet, so he nodded, and Lin Hanzhi took a bite too: "The place has good water and soil, and the rice is also delicious, and Eggy likes it too."

As a result, Young Master Murong's face turned dark: "You fed him too much?" good.

"...No, send it back to grandpa properly."

Only then did the young master snort in satisfaction: "For such a long time, order me to take care of my son, order me to make money for you, and it's over with a bite of corn? Am I a vegetarian?"

"How is it possible!" Lin Hanzhi finished off the things in his hand in two or three bites, and leaned towards the other party with a smile: "I've taken a bath, and I'm just waiting for you to come back."

First Young Master Murong: ...

He had dreamed for many years, hoping that the sheep would be shy only occasionally, but, for so many years, as long as one... the dream still shattered.

He simply didn't care about these useless things, and walked into the room as soon as he hugged his lover vigorously.

Murong Yu is a child of a single-parent family on his household registration.

In the parent's contact column, of course, Murong Feng's phone number was left.

Murong Feng was halfway through the meeting, and received a call from Murong Dan School, saying that he had a fight with his classmates and was not injured, but he seemed to have touched his nose and was bleeding all the time.

Murong Feng's head buzzed at that moment, blood rushed to his head, and his eyes darkened.

The meeting in front of me was to decide on a major follow-up project for the year, but no matter how important the meeting was, everyone still saw that Murong, who had always been cold-hearted at work, didn't even say a word, turned around and took a big step He left without looking back.

When Murong Feng sat in the car, his hands and feet were still cold. Murong Dan's serious illness when he was less than two years old had already buried the fear in his and Lin Hanzhi's hearts, and it would break out anytime, anywhere.

That ugly thing was the whole effort of both of them, and it was their only child.

With trembling hands, he called Lin Hanzhi, but he didn't dare to speak seriously to him. He only said that his son had gotten into a fight and he should go to school quickly.

Over there, Lin Hanzhi could also hear Murong Feng's trembling voice, "Ah Feng, don't worry, I'm nearby, I can reach the school in 5 minutes."

Lin Hanzhi grabbed his things and walked out. Actually, he couldn't get there that fast, but when Murong Feng was rarely so emotionally unstable, he was afraid that something might happen to him on the way.

The two almost reached the school gate together, glanced at each other, and walked quickly towards the teaching building one after the other.

Murong Dan and the students who fought are both in the school hospital.

Two small figures were sitting on both sides of the sofa, their bodies were covered with blood, and the school doctor was sitting in the middle, saying something.

Both of Murong Dan's nostrils were stuffed with cotton wool, blood-smeared half red, not red, her mouth was slightly open for panting, her expression was dissatisfied, she was an unusual student, and the teacher didn't dare to neglect her, she didn't dare to scold anyone No, when I saw the parents coming, I was relieved.

The teacher and the school doctor didn't know how they frightened the two adults when they talked about nosebleeds. They just said that the children are so delicate now, and when they talked about fighting, two men came. The parents rushed over and called someone help fight.

As soon as Murong Dan saw that the two fathers were coming, his fierce little face suddenly froze, the corners of his little mouth curled up, tears fell down with a slap, and then he cried louder and louder, and his two chubby legs moved slowly He climbed off the sofa, threw himself into Lin Hanzhi's arms, and finally burst into tears.

Lin Hanzhi couldn't hear his son cry, he couldn't let go of his hands when he hugged him.

Murong Feng, on the other hand, heard the teacher tell about Murong Dan's symptoms, so he forced his son out of his father's arms, hugged him in his arms, and took off the two balls of cotton wool.

After confirming that the bleeding had indeed stopped, he breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Lin Hanzhi also saw it, and then he understood why Murong Feng was so frightened that his voice trembled unconsciously on the phone.

Murong Dan catches one and counts as one, any father will do, plunges headlong into Murong Feng's arms and cries.

At this time, a voice sounded from the door: "Isn't this Boss Murong? How can you raise a son? How can a kid cry like this?"

Lin Hanzhi turned his head and saw that it was the man he saw when he came to pick up the child that day.

He had a familiar evil look on his face, his clothes were not so neat, and he obviously came in a hurry.

It's normal that Lin Hanzhi doesn't know this person, but there are only a few high-ranking people in a city, so Murong Feng knows him.

"Mr. Lu, your son has been raised well, and he has been bullying since he was a child."

They are all precious children of their own family, others said how could they be happy, so Lu Jing went to the sofa and hugged his son on his lap with a half smile.

The child looked a little small, not quite like a primary school student, with a very beautiful little face and a big curly hair.

Being picked up by Lu Jing, he quietly called stepfather, and then stopped talking.

The teacher and the school doctor glanced at each other. They were relieved to see that both parents had come, but now the tense situation is even more troublesome.

"Cry later, why are you in pain? Are you dizzy?" Murong Feng asked while holding Murong Dan's ball-like face.

The teacher thought for a while, and decided to speak: "Since the parents are here--well, the thing is like this..."

The two children got into a fight in the bathroom. No one would say what the reason was, but the result of the fact that both sides were hurt was actually—Comrade Murong Dan hit Mr. Ye Luhu with a head hammer—and he hit himself He was about to have a nosebleed, and when the teacher opened it, he rushed up without giving up, and then got blood all over the two of them.

Lu Jing: ...

Murong Feng: ...

Murong Dan is still ugly, with a plump inverted triangle face, small eyes, a head of fluffy yellow hair, and a fierce face——and then crying, one eye is bigger and the other is smaller, and they all have two or five eyes .

Lin Hanzhi took Murong Dan over and confirmed that his child was just bumped into a normal nosebleed and not a serious problem. He tapped Murong Dan's red nose and wiped his son's tears: "Why do you still feel wronged when you hit someone? .”

Murong Dan felt that the anger in his stomach was almost released, and gradually stopped crying, and said vaguely: "They pulled me, didn't, didn't kick him!"

The black line on Murong Feng's face, he didn't know what to say, he didn't have enough feelings for others...

Lu Jing's eyes widened. He couldn't believe that his son, a former gangster, was beaten up by a big ball. He pinched Ye Luhu's ear and asked, "How do you usually teach you?"

Ye Luhu looked at such a small person as Jiaojiaogui, and was not annoyed by his stepfather's ears, and replied flatly: "The effect of force is mutual. Whoever makes me hurt, I will have to hurt a thousand times." Let him hurt back."

The teacher's face is embarrassing-does anyone teach children like this!

However, Lu Jing didn't feel anything wrong at all: "Then how did you do it? You were only beaten?"

Ye Luhu raised his face slightly, like a delicate and fragile glass doll: "He didn't hurt me."

Now even Lin Hanzhi was embarrassing, confirming that his child was just bumped into a normal nosebleed and not a serious problem, and asked amusedly, "Does it really not hurt?"

Ye Luhu nodded, scratched Curly's head twice, looked up at Lu Jing: "Sleepy."

As a result, a Quanwu Xun that almost led to a human tragedy ended with the parents of both sides asking for a day off for the children who were fighting.

Neither adults nor children are fighting, and what's even more strange is that they went all the way back...

As for Mr. Ye Luhu being hugged by his stepfather on a rare occasion, happily hugging his stepfather's neck and muttering: "Women are really murderous" or something, no one paid attention.