The little beauty of the ABO paranoid boss is sweet and soft

Hug him, steal food?

Huo Yucheng frowned. He had only read the basic information before, and this situation was obviously beyond his expectations, which inexplicably made him angry.

He has been fostered in such a family since he was a child.

He stretched out his hand to lift up the man's clothes, and he remembered that the boy's skin was fair and delicate to the touch. After checking it, he revealed a smooth and lean upper body, obviously timid.

A small circular scar was found on the inner side of the inconspicuous arm. There was a bruise on the back that was almost healed. It was about the size of a palm. He was white and thin. I didn’t have such a big scar at all. Discover.

On the whole, nothing that seemed to threaten Jiang Wenyan was enough to make him speak.

Huo Yucheng frowned, feeling a little hurt in his heart, feeling inexplicably distressed about this child, "Why didn't you tell me?"

"It's the same way before. If I say it hurts, uncle will be unhappy."

Turning his gaze, he saw Jiang Wenyan's red ears again. He had an indescribable feeling, as if subconsciously, intentionally or unintentionally, he was bringing in the identity of his legal husband.

At his age, if you don't compare it with this young child who has just grown up, he is a young and promising, well-behaved Wang Laowu. The Perfect Omega.

The Yingying and Yanyan around her are all rare, well-matched, well-matched, well-matched Omega, where there is so much love and love in the mall, it is nothing more than a commercial marriage, and the interests are paramount.

He didn't believe in love at first sight for a long time, but maybe at this moment, he didn't know if it was too late.

Jiang Wenyan is a bit delicate and soft, but he is a stubborn child in his bones, with very shallow knowledge, and he was raised by his greedy vampire relatives.

Huo Yucheng was even thinking at this moment that if he took advantage of the fact that he was taking him back to the room to use the lie of sending him back to his uncle's house if he didn't behave well, it should be enough to threaten him and push his genital cavity open.

He shook his head in a daze, looked back, frowned at the scars on his body, and swept his fingertips lightly.

Obviously not a particularly good figure, even a little too thin, just pale, as if there is a little pink in the complexion.

Jiang Wenyan flinched back, "Itches..."

"What is this?" He asked, pointing to the circle scar on the inside of his arm that was about to fade away.

Jiang Wenyan said hesitantly, as if about to cry, "Cigarettes."

"Your uncle's burning?" Huo Yucheng ground his molars a little bit, and felt an inexplicable anger in his heart, "Does it still hurt?"

With tears in his eyes, Jiang Wenyan shook his head, endured it for a while and felt ashamed, then lowered his head very low again, tears fell on the back of his hand with a patter, and eight petals were smashed.

With a sob, "Sir, can you give me a hug?"

Huo Yucheng wiped away his tears with his rough fingertips, "Why are you crying?" He still hugged the boy sitting on his lap closer.

Jiang Wenyan didn't know why, his intuition was that this man would not hurt him, so he buried his head in the man's neck and shoulders, smelling a reassuring faint smell of tobacco.

"Except Dad... no one asked me if it hurts... if it hurts..."

Ever since his father died, he was still the young master of the Jiang family, and had become a useless waste that the Liang family had sucked dry. Liang Chao wished he could squeeze some more money out of him.

The child cried silently on his body, Huo Yucheng couldn't help but soften his heart, "Your slippers don't fit, and you didn't tell me, Jiang Wenyan, now I'm your Alpha, you don't need to be so careful with me. "

I noticed that the slippers on his feet were at least two sizes too big. After all, the family lived alone all the time, and there was no one else except him, the old housekeeper. Except for disposable slippers, they were almost all his shoe size .

Jiang Wenyan realized that he was such a big boy crying so embarrassingly, he retracted his head in time, rubbed his eyes and nodded, "I know."

"What color slippers do you like?"

"It will be all right……"

"........."

I know what a fart, but I still don't have any ideas. This may be a long-term matter, and Huo Yucheng suddenly felt that he seemed to have something to do.