The big guy expressed his satisfaction [Interstellar]

"you!"

Noah was choked for a moment and didn't know what to say. He stood up abruptly and walked back and forth in the study for a few times, but he was still so angry that he said to Mei Sen, "Talk to your son yourself about the good things you have done!"

Mei Sen was also speechless for a long time, glanced at his partner with some aggrieved eyes, cleared his throat and asked Ans Air: "Ai Er, who told you that your father was with me because of profit?"

"It's not because of interests, but to maximize interests." Ansair corrected rigorously, "Father is famous and father has status. When you are together, father can do more things under the protection of father, and father can do more. Using father's hand to deter nobles from taking back military power is the maximization of interests."

The wise and wise His Majesty Mei Sen couldn't understand the logic of his youngest son's thinking for a while, and after thinking for a while, he felt a little headache about his strange causal relationship with his youngest son: "But the premise of everything is that I love you. Father fell in love at first sight, pursuit first, understand?"

"I saw the promotional video when you first got married." Ansair's eyes were full of certainty, "At that time, you were cooperating with each other. I analyzed your behavioral intentions, and my father didn't like you at that time."

A sharp arrow pierced into the heart of His Majesty Mei Sen, who was trying to find a way to marry someone with the idea of ​​marriage first and then love for two years.

hiss……

Noah pressed his temples and rolled his eyes helplessly, took two steps and sat down next to Mason, facing his troublesome little son, he carefully considered his words and said, "If one day he finds out that you don't like him, and If you are using him, what should you do with your marriage? Al, using marriage to tie someone up is the worst way. People can’t stand gambling, and the relationship that was cheating at the beginning can’t stand the future. wind and rain."

"...As for me and your father, I... I already had a good impression of your father at that time, but I chose to push the boat along the way at your father's initiative. This is not a calculation in the relationship, but..." Noah was at a loss for words for a while, and subconsciously asked his partner around him for help, but when he looked over, he met a pair of eyes full of emotions.

It's over, what did I say just now...?

Noah closed his mouth with numbness in his scalp, and remained silent.

Mei Sen suppressed the urge to hold his wife on the kang and have a heart-to-heart talk, and said to the restless young son, "Your father and I are in love, what are you thinking about all day long, little guy? Why don't you go and see more?" Two love manuals, how about I hire a teacher to teach you later?"

So why did he and his wife teach their youngest son to fall in love with other men on a big rest day?

It doesn't matter if other pigs don't know how to push cabbage, but he, the cabbage grower, has to teach cabbage to go up and be eaten?

No matter how slow-witted Ansair was, he still felt the dislike from his father who hadn't concealed his intentions at all. He puffed his cheeks, and Ansair was a little unconvinced: "Then Xiao Yan and I...are also in love!"

Noah and Mason: "..."

—Forget it, I can't teach, I can't make sense, that's it, I'm tired.

Mason looked at Noah.

Noah stared back.

——No, my own cub!

His Majesty Mei Sen covered his face, resigned himself to his younger son's emerald green eyes, suppressed the hint of a joke, and asked, "Al, think carefully about answering me——if it's another person, he can also give you what you want. Will you accept that person approaching you, hugging you, or even being close to you for the rest of your life?"

Ansair hardly hesitated: "No."

Noah raised an eyebrow.

"Others..." Ansair seemed to be thinking of some scene, his brows were frowned into a small pimple, and his expression was very resistant, "No!"

Um……?

When Mei Sen came, he straightened up excitedly: "Then why can Xiao Yan do it?"

Speaking of this, Mason has always been very curious. Even if Charles took care of Ansair from a young age, Ansair could not accept his close contact, let alone hugs, after his illness worsened.

But with that man, Al's emotional resistance seemed to disappear.

What Meissen and Noah are most worried about is that Ansair repressed and wronged himself for a while to act close and liking, but the more repressed and concealed it is, the more unbearable it will be to rebound in the future.

Ansair lowered his eyes and stared blankly at the carpet, as if the carpet pattern in the study today is some kind of precious and difficult data.

Mason and Noah didn't urge him either, but let Ansair think about it slowly - he has always had his own way of thinking, no matter what others say, it's useless.

As time passed, Noah watched helplessly as the tips of his youngest son's ears gradually turned red, and after a while, the neck under the pale golden hair also became a little red.

Noah: "...?"

His Majesty Mason's expression was a bit unfriendly, that man must have already treated Al...

"With him, I am very relaxed... That kind of emotion should be happy." Ansair's voice was very soft, and his attitude was completely different from when he was trying to stick to his point of view with reason, although his tone was uncertain , but his eyes were tinged with a different temperature, "I seem... It seems that I have known him for a long time, I know what it is like to be really happy, what it is like not to like, and what it is like to want to do bad things... If one day he If he really lied to me, then he will definitely be able to continue to lie."

"He's the most complex and best-looking man I've ever met."

Contradictory and straightforward, gentle and ruthless, obviously smart and wise but not good at calculating, living a gorgeous and beautiful life.

Noah sat next to his youngest son without a word, and patted his head distressedly.

Ansair: "...?"

Noah: "Then why do you want to imitate others?"

Ansair was very calm and felt that there was no problem until now: "Because only you and my father have behaved like this around me."

Strange logic appeared again.

The couple decoded it for a long time, and Noah looked at his younger son with some uncertainty: "Al, you don't know, you like him, right?"

"?" Ansair looked at his father, tilted his head and thought for a while, "If you like this feeling and behavior."

Noah let out a heck of tiredness, leaned back into the sofa and let his eyes go blank.

Hearing this, Mei Sen took his youngest son by the back collar and easily moved the young man who didn't weigh much to the outside of the study, and closed the door with a bang.

But in the star field at this time, Xiao Yan welcomed a guest both unexpectedly and unexpectedly.

"Tea, coffee, or wine?" Xiao Yan led him to the private lounge on the second floor of the FZ team club.

Charles stretched out his hand to loosen the tie, and sat down in front of the bar unceremoniously: "Thank you, wine."

Xiao Yan took two bottles of wine and two wine glasses from the wine cabinet, handed a bottle to Charles, pointed to the direction of the balcony with his chin: "Where are you going?"

It was already afternoon after Xiao Yan finished the live broadcast. At this time, some sunlight had already poured into Xishai's room. Starfield rarely had sunny weather, and most of the time it was mild like a flower blooming in spring.

"I applied for the authority of the Central Intellectual Brain to investigate you, and it turns out that you are not a master at the mercy of others. Why did you stay silent when you were labeled as a genetic disease and locked up in the hospital?" Charles cut to the point, "I went to the hospital just now. Look at it, don't say it, it's much more obedient than watching it in Star Field."

"You made His Highness laugh." Xiao Yan really didn't expect that the royal family would dig into the identity of that body until now, but... that body is not a genetic disease?

interesting.

I need to ask 3427 to change direction and look it up.

Charles put his arms on the railing of the open balcony, poured himself half a glass with the wine bottle in his right hand, and drank it up in a sip: "When I first met Al, he was still a little dumpling."

Xiao Yan didn't speak, but also poured a glass of wine, leaned against the railing, and listened quietly.

"When I was a child, I fell on the ground without paying attention. Even if there was a carpet, I always didn't know where I bumped into small patches. I had no choice but to cover all the edges and corners that I could see." Charles fell down again. One cup, "But even with such fine pampering, this disobedient little dumpling still scares people from time to time."

"Later, Xiao Tuanzi grew up and started to put on a serious face. Sometimes when I look at him, I always feel that he is watching the world and us coldly."

Charles rolled up and down because of swallowing his Adam's apple, and a trace of wine spilled from the corner of his lips: "I don't know whether your appearance is good or bad, and I have no right to interfere with Al's choice."

"I just came to see with my own eyes." Charles turned his head to look at Xiao Yan, "See what kind of person you are."

Xiao Yan seldom drank alcohol, but his capacity for alcohol was not bad. The cold liquid slid down his throat to take away the itchiness caused by the live broadcast just now: "Ai Er must have been cute when he was young, right?"

"Tch." Charles snorted coldly, "You're very delicate, you can't be too hot or cold, and you need a glass of milk at night when you're seven or eight years old. If you don't drink it, don't just keep your eyes open and stay awake—tsk, it's hard to raise. "

"Still drinking now?" Xiao Yan smiled.

"Drink." Charles tapped the bottom of the wine bottle on the railing and made a crisp sound, "It must be hot, the kind without milk skin."

"I've made a note." Xiao Yan nodded seriously, "Thank you, Second Brother."

Charles was speechless: "You are really not thin-skinned."

Hit a snake with a stick, this is it?

Xiao Yan took a sip of the wine, warmed it in his mouth before swallowing it, and said: "To me, Ayer is a surprise, and it is also a return of loss."

"I don't care what you think. It's just a relationship. Those who can't agree with each other have their own ways of dealing with it. I came here, and I didn't want you to promise anything." Charles turned around and leaned his back against the railing, He let out a long breath, "It's not interesting."

"Just a little—"

The sunlight outlined a layer of gold on the figures of the two, Xiao Yan heard Charles say.

"If we separate one day, you just send him back to our home safely."

"Remember, the person who chose you is the eternal treasure of our Brandon family."

After finishing the last sip of wine in the wine glass, Charles walked in, and put the wine bottle and wine glass on the bar counter.

"gone."