[True luck] My young taming is too lax!

Yukimura watched his lover's reaction with a smile, and curled his lips as if he was particularly satisfied.

He really likes to see Sanada flustered by his teasing.Every time I succeed, I feel that this person really likes me so much.That kind of side that is completely only shown to himself makes Yukimura constantly gain a sense of superiority, as if he is the only one in the world who has such Sanada.

This person is the youngest son of the Sanada family, he is excellent in swordsmanship, and he might inherit the dojo in the future.

He is the deputy head of Lihai Tennis Club. He has a lot of prestige, and his black-faced iron fist is frightening.

He is the chairman of the Disciplinary Committee of the High School Attached to Lihai. With a raised brow under the black hat, those who stare at him will obey the order obediently.

He is also one of the best players in the tennis world, his strength is comparable to that of professional tennis, and he is a new star with high hopes.

But in front of Yukimura, he is just a loyal and loyal lover.Easy to be shy but always speak out love words unconsciously, he has a tacit understanding with himself, is a soul mate, and is also an adolescent boy in love.

Yukimura stared into Sanada's eyes, a little bit wanting to hug the man.He glanced at the tops of the heads in front of the bus, thinking that he should be able to nest with his lover secretly. Anyway, many people know about them, and those who don't know won't pay attention to them at all.

He touched Sanada's hand and climbed up, pulling his lover's arm behind him.He stretched out the bracelet and put it on Sanada's waist, narrowing the distance between himself and the other party to zero, buried his head on Sanada's shoulder, pressed his side face against the hollow of his shoulder, and pressed his browbones against his neck.

"Fine... City?"

He felt the vibration on his forehead, and the man's throat issued a low call. His name was like a spell, and when he read it, it was like a sky full of stars, a tree of peach blossoms.

"Ah."

He didn't say much, just closed his eyes in silence.He had already consumed a certain amount of mental strength, and he still had a little physical strength, so he had enough excuses to let himself take a break.In fact, he is not tired at all, but clinging to his lover makes his brain dizzy, like nodding his head from sleepiness, fainting from arguing, quietly unwilling to open his mouth.

Sanada gently raised his hand to stroke his head, and patted his back tenderly.The adjusted posture allows Yukimura to lean more comfortably. At this moment, the two of them don't talk too much, just shoulder to shoulder, arms intertwined, as tired as a pair of chains that cannot be dismantled.

Yukimura didn't know, his behavior was acting like a baby in Sanada's eyes.He closed his eyes and rested his mind, slowly as if he was about to fall into a light sleep, and the head on top of his head turned slightly sideways, his lover's lips swirled a kiss on his hair, and there was an insane smile on his face.

Nioh turned his head, and for the first time received a restraining look from Sanada that was not dignified at all.

Tsk, it's really boring.

-

When Yukimura was very young, he once saw a picture of his mother and father kissing.

That was before Yui was born, the entire Yukimura family had only one little prince.Parents who took turns to pick up Xiaoxing Village from the kindergarten would make an appointment with the one who was free to prepare dinner at home, and the little prince only had to obediently wait for his father or mother to arrive at school.

Yukimura hardly encountered troubles in kindergarten.He is good-looking, has a very sweet smile, and is considerate. All the children in the class like him, and when it comes time to play games, they all scramble to be with him.Every day after school, Yukimura would say goodbye to everyone one by one. After getting the smile of the little prince, the children can go home with peace of mind.

Both the principal and the teacher feel that this child will become a very popular king when he grows up.

As for the little prince who was missed by everyone, what he looked forward to the most was the tennis club practice on the weekend.Unlike the overwhelming popularity in the kindergarten, in the club, Yukimura is not a little prince at all, he is also a little devil if he has to say it.Although Yukimura is still the same as in school, full of smiles, gentle and elegant, but it is enough to scare people on the court that they have not played well with their peers.

And Sanada, who can play hand in hand with this little devil, is a real warrior in people's eyes, or a poor little boy who is forced to follow him.

Yukimura, who was before elementary school, didn't know much about friendship, family affection and love.He has learned from his mother's artistic enlightenment since he was a child, and he is used to seeing various love stories and the Virgin and Child in Western oil paintings, but the only thing he has personally obtained and experienced is friendship.Maybe it's just a fight between the little boys, but once the precocious Yukimura finds a sure friend, he won't let go of his precious affection.

Yukimura's mother was very satisfied with this.From an artist's point of view, his little prince's ability to experience emotions so early is of great help to him in learning to paint and create.At first glance, Xiao Sanada pretends to be old-fashioned, but he is still a shy and good boy in his bones. He is hardworking and hardworking. Although he has been crushed by his younger son all year round, he still has no bad attitude.

Since she saw Sanada's honest nature, she no longer cared about her son's friendship.All along, this loyal and resolute boy has been regarded by her as the second son of the family, Yukimura's brother, and the knight of the little prince.

Although Yukimura himself does not know what his family thinks of Sanada, he is still very sensitive to people's emotions.Finding that his good friend is very popular with his parents, he often invites Sanada to be a guest, and occasionally stays at home after playing late, just like he was at Sanada's house.

On the day Sanada stayed at his house for the third time, Yukimura's parents naturally called Sanada's house because of the heavy rain at night.It just so happened that Yukimura's father was on duty for dinner on this day, and the two children enjoyed a delicious meal of Yukimura's father's good cooking, and got the admiring gaze of Xiao Sanada.

"Uncle is so powerful, my father can't cook at all."

Sanada, who blinked her eyes with admiration, was a small fan in the eyes of Yukimura's father.The man is usually ridiculed by two beauties, one big and one small, who have a sweet tooth. At this time, he raised his head happily as if he had met someone who knew how to appreciate it.

"A man must learn to cook well, otherwise he won't be able to take care of his family." Yukimura's father said earnestly, reaching out to pick up Sanada's soup bowl sitting across from the dining table, "and you need to eat more to grow taller."

Sanada nodded obediently. He had a big appetite, and he would not refuse the man's plan to refill his soup.His eyes followed the man who got up and went to the kitchen to serve soup, his eyes were full of yearning.

"Can you really eat it?"

Xiao Yukimura stared at the belly of his friend suspiciously, as if he was wondering where the boy saved all the food even though he was about the same age, "Don't force yourself, Genichiro."

"I, I'm actually not full yet." Sanada blushed a little embarrassedly. He could eat as much as he wanted at home, but he unknowingly regarded Yukimura's house as a comfortable and comfortable place, and didn't pay attention to whether he was A little too reckless.He took a peek at Yukimura's mother who was sitting diagonally opposite, and he was relieved when he got a gentle smile.

"Eat more to become stronger." Yukimura's father educated his son, and put the soup bowl back in front of Sanada, "You are several circles younger than Genichiro."

Sanada said thank you, holding the bowl, looking sideways at Yukimura cautiously. The delicate boy has an impeccable profile, and he seemed a little unhappy to be mentioned as short and thin, with his mouth slightly pouted and his brows frowned. with bowl of soup.

Jingshi is really beautiful...

Even after knowing each other for a year, Sanada's heart still beats faster every time he sees Yukimura's face.He himself has never cared about the appearance of others. He has practiced swordsmanship since he was a child, and he only pays attention to whether his heart is strong.Later, some guests at home also heard various comments about him, and he gradually formed a certain worldview in kindergarten:

If you judge by the stories the teacher read, if beauty is a princess and handsome is a prince, then Seiki must belong to the princess kind... Sanada recalled the description of the characters in the fairy tales, and compared the appearance of his friends, I couldn't help being a little dazed.

Jingshi's skin is fair and delicate. When he first played, he would be scratched by the tape of the racket and get scratched if he was not careful. The coach even joked that Jingshi was the "Princess and the Pea".Sanada later asked his sister-in-law what the Princess and the Pea was, and she took it for granted after hearing that story.In his heart, Jingshi is indeed a delicate little prince... no, little prince.

When it comes to appearance and facial features, Sanada is indeed difficult to evaluate.He was not even six years old, and he had never seen a real beauty before, so there was no comparison.But he knew that none of the actors on TV looked better than Jingshi, and even the elders of the Sanada family often praised Jingshi for being cute with a smile.

Little Sanada doesn't like to care about those beauty and ugliness, and he doesn't care too much.Except for deciding that Jingshi is the most beautiful, he ignored everything.

He took a sip of the soup, looked at his friend who was still a little sullen, and asked worriedly, "Are you uncomfortable?"

Yukimura blinked his head sideways, and Sanada's caring eyes were reflected in his crystal eyes.He narrowed his eyes with a smile, shook his head slightly, and drank the last sip of soup slowly.

"With Genichiro as a role model, I can't even be a picky eater."

Usually, he would grind and chirp for a while, and wait until his mother urges him to eat the food he doesn't like, but every time Sanada is by his side, it seems that those unpalatable things are no longer so annoying.

Yukimura raised his head, and the mother sitting opposite was holding her chin and smiling happily, "I wish Genichiro would come to my house for dinner more, Seichi won't play childish temper in front of you at all."

Yukimura was a little embarrassed to be told by his mother what he was thinking.He quickly cleared his dishes, slid out of the chair and into the kitchen, and put his dishes in the sink.His movements were extremely fast, as if he could avoid the teasing of him at the dinner table by running away.

Sanada stared at the tips of his red ears, repeating "so cute" in his heart.

After dinner, the four of them separated again, and the two children quarreled in Yukimura's room for a while, and when Yukimura's mother called at night, they went to take a bath together.The two of them soaked the pool together at Sanada's house, and the two children washed together like playing, and the adults didn't care much.

Yukimura’s home is in a Western style, and the bathtub is also gorgeous and exquisite with cat feet. The large and spacious bathtub is one of Sanada’s favorite facilities for children. Every time I play with Yukimura, it’s like being surrounded by dreamy bubbles. Surrounded by the same.

Sanada stared at Yukimura who was sitting on the other side of the bathtub, not daring to blink.The purple-haired boy in the mist was a bit unreal, his facial features were outlined in vain, his eyebrows were drooping, and he was as cute as a doll.

"Does sister-in-law have a baby?"

He heard Yukimura asking in a low voice, and finally came back to his senses, "Yes, yes. Brother said that he will see the baby next year."

Yukimura pursed his lips enviously, "That's great, I want a little sister too."

Sanada shook his head, "That's my nephew." And, if it's really a younger sister, it must be Seiichi's younger sister who will be cuter... "You can tell your parents."

Yukimura blinked and hesitated, "Mom is very busy this year, I don't want to disturb her. Recently, I am also preparing for an art exhibition, and I will go on a business trip abroad next month..." He sighed like an adult, "Let's talk about it after she rests .”

He is not those stupid peers. His early art education gave him a certain amount of cognition, and he also learned about those biological common sense by planting flowers and reading books.Wanting a younger sister is not that simple. Even Sanada learned a lot through Yukimura.

He and Sanada met each other's eyes, they were stunned for a while, and they crawled out of the bathtub when they felt that it was almost time.The two children helped each other brush their hair, still thinking about the new members of the family.

Yukimura opened the bathroom door and strolled into the living room in slippers.He has been drinking milk in order to grow taller, and this time he is going to go to the kitchen to get it himself.Around the corner of the corridor, he was about to turn in, but subconsciously withdrew his legs and leaned his back against the wall of the corridor.

The little boy blinked blankly, turned around slowly, stretched out his hand to grab the door frame, and poked his little head out secretly.

Under the warm wall lamp, two people on the sofa were cuddling and talking in a low voice.They looked so well matched that even Yukimura was too embarrassed to go in and disturb the happy atmosphere.The woman held a plate in her hand, half of the triangular cake was eaten, and the man was feeding it into his mouth with a fork, his face full of enjoyment smiles.

One of them was carrying a plate and the other was eating a cake.It looks like it's just everyday, but it makes people feel sticky.

Yukimura blinked, thinking that he might not be able to drink milk today.

"... fine... city?"

A small question came from behind him, turning around, Sanada, who was holding a dry towel, put it on top of Yukimura's head, and rubbed his head, "Your hair is not dry yet."

Yukimura hissed, took Sanada's hand on his head and motioned him to come over and take a look.Sanada took a step closer, leaned his head against Yukimura's back, and blushed when he saw the couple from the door.

"You...you, don't look at it anymore." Sanada didn't know why he blushed, but the couple was so sweet that he subconsciously felt that it was not good to be peeping like this.

Yukimura ignored him, still staring curiously.The man didn't know what he said, which caused the woman to chuckle twice, then moved closer to him and kissed him on the lips.

Yukimura was stunned when he saw his normally cheerful father, his neck turned red.

"Hey, Dad is actually shy?"

Sanada couldn't help being surprised, it was the first time he saw how those two people got along, and he lost that hesitation for a while, the two little heads were touching each other, carefully hiding their figures.

Seeing the man stunned, the woman seemed to shake her shoulders with a smile.The man scratched his head, took the plate from the woman's hand and put it on the tea table, put down the fork and put his arms around the woman's waist.

"ah."

Yukimura stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, suppressed the sound of surprise, and stared at his parents with bright eyes.He had seen kisses and hugs in picture books and knew how blissful this expression of love was.Seeing it with his own eyes at this moment, he was dazed to find that his field of vision seemed to be filled with tenderness.

Under the warm orange light, the two embracing and kissing figures were like an oil painting. For the first time, five-year-old Yukimura truly realized what love is.He saw the side of his father who always doted on him that belonged exclusively to his mother, and he also saw the cuteness of his mother who was completely different from when he treated him.

what.

It turns out that love is like this.

He turned his head slowly, the two children looked at me and I stared at you, and they didn't come back to their senses for a long time.They quietly climbed up the stairs, gently closed the door of Yukimura's room, lay on the bed for a while, and finally laughed at each other.

This accident allowed Yukimura to gain the first recognition of emotions in his life, and at the same time, he also had a common secret with his friends.Both of them seemed to have grown up overnight, and every time they looked at their parents, they would smile like sensible children and cunning insiders.

Uh-huh.Even if you bicker, I don't know what you are like in private?

At the same time, the two children silently had a thought in their hearts:

When I grow up, I also want to find a lover who is only gentle in front of me and belongs to me alone.

-

Yukimura woke up from his light sleep, and was brought back to his sanity by the gentle pat.

"We're almost at the hotel, Jingshi."

The big hand holding his shoulder was warm and thick, like the palm of a grown man.In a daze, Yukimura seemed to have seen some similar scenes, and subconsciously rubbed the shoulders of the people around him.

"I seem to have a dream."

He murmured, feeling for his lover's hand and squeezing it, "When we were young, we saw our parents kissing at my house."

The people around him paused, and said as if a little surprised, "I was thinking about this just now."

The deep voice seemed to resonate, Yukimura felt his head itch from the vibration of his lover's throat, changed his position and touched Sanada's neck with his nose.

Sanada shrank her neck, and smiled with her chest trembling slightly.

Yukimura pursed his lips, and raised his eyes to stare at the silver collar around Sanada's neck.The darkness inside the car did not dim the chain, and the metal reflecting the sunlight outside the window was right in front of Yukimura's eyes.

He reached for the collar and pulled it towards him.

The collar is not a cheap bead chain like a soldier.It is well-crafted, and the delicate fine white gold looks insignificant, so light and soft that it feels almost weightless to the wearer.The entire collar didn't have any pendants. At first glance, it looked like an ordinary chain, but there was no soft part in the middle section.

It was a piece of slender metal that replaced the chain. The line of English letters engraved on it was very beautiful, but if you look closely, you can find some unsmooth arcs.

This is obviously not the handwriting carved by experts.His author is the owner of the name of the English alphabet.

Yukimura smiled, let go and let the chain slide back to his lover's throat and neck.

Sanada lowered his head, watching him with gentle black eyes without blinking.

Yukimura straightened up, tilted his head to his throat, and took a soft bite.He gritted the nameplate of the collar with his teeth mischievously, leaving a small fine tooth mark on his lover's neck as if to confirm the ownership.

mine.

He raised his head, his deep crystal purple pupils seemed to be shrouded in darkness, with a trembling possessive desire.None of the prey he stared at could escape.

The collared prey gasped heavily, and the obsidian eyes met his gaze.

After a while, the prey evoked a dangerous smile.

mine.