This man found the bag

When Hua Xia returned home, he saw that Zhuang Yan was sitting on the sofa eating potato chips with blood on his face. He dug out all the snacks stored at home and threw the packaging bags all over the floor.

Now, watching Huaxia come back, Yan Yan shook the potato chips in his hand, and said seriously: "Brazilian barbecue is not as good as Teriyaki chicken."

Huaxia: "..."

In the kitchen, Hua Xi, who was preparing meals, turned the kitchen knife, and suddenly nailed it into the cutting board, making a "bang".

In other words, why would such a dignified and upright person like Dad become attached to such a despicable and shameless scum who snatches someone's girlfriend?

And it's so hard to die, he only opened a ladle for him one moment ago, and he ran home in a hurry the next moment.

What kind of evil relationship is this? !

Zhuang Yan frowned when he heard the commotion in the kitchen, and said, "The housekeeper you hired has a bad temper, so quit quickly."

Hua Xia took off his coat and said, "He is my son."

Zhuang Yan almost choked his lungs with a mouthful of potato chips, coughed a few times, and asked, "Your son? When was he born?"

"I adopted it." Huaxia didn't bother to explain, went into the bedroom and fetched the medicine box, wiped the wound with cotton wool, and said, "The wound is quite deep and needs stitches."

Solemnly exclaimed, "So serious?"

"Yeah." Hua Xia nodded, "It can heal if you leave it alone, but the scar will be bigger."

Then there are other options!

Zhuang Yan spread his arms and said, "Sew it up, give me more anesthetic, I'm afraid of pain."

"Yeah." Huaxia nodded, just about to draw the anesthetic, but Zhuang Yan pursed his lips and swore viciously, "Damn it, don't let me catch that bastard, or he will definitely lose his skin."

Hua Xia paused, and suddenly put the anesthetic on hold, smiled and said: "I remembered, there is no anesthetic at home, you can only suffer."

Solemnly surprised, "What did you say?"

"It's okay, just a few stitches, it'll be fine soon." Hua Xia said, raising the shaver, ready to arch it on Zhuang Yan's head.

Standing up solemnly, he took a few steps back and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Shave off the hair around you, or you won't be able to sew stitches." Hua Xia's face was light, but there was a smile in his eyes.

Zhuang Yan was a little bit pained, "Can't you think of another way, with a scalp, how can I go back to the company!"

Huaxia smiled: "There is no other way, unless you want to sew even the strands of hair into your scalp."

solemn:……

Then there is still a choice!

Gritting his teeth, lowering his head, straightening his posture, he said solemnly, "Come on, let's make a quick decision."

It was rare for Huaxia to find an opportunity to torture him, so he immediately showed his delicacy as an artist, a small wound, pondered over and over again, carefully injected the needle, it was like treating a work of art.

During the "execution", Zhuang Yan's complexion suddenly turned pale because he lacked anesthetics to relieve the pain. He bowed his body and tried his best to endure it. He pressed his throat several times and asked "Is it okay?"

Then, under Huaxia's perfunctory "it's all right", I sewed for half an hour, and the stitches were really beautiful and neat!

After finishing it, Zhuang Yan's whole body was twitching, and before he could recover, Hua Xia said: "You can get out, don't disturb me and my son eating." It was quite cruel!

A crack appeared on the solemn, cold and hard face, "No, you, don't you plan to keep me for a meal?"

Huaxia: "No plan."

solemn:……

Well, you are ruthless!

Before leaving, Zhuang Yan gave up his blood-stained suit, grabbed Huaxia's down jacket and put it on, and took a few packets of potato chips along the way.

As a businessman, it really doesn't hurt at all.

Seeing the person leave, Hua Xi entered the living room and asked, "Who is that person?"

"A psychopath." Hua Xia replied concisely.

"Oh." Hua Xi agreed with this, and when he bent down to help Hua Xia pack the medicine box, he saw a bottle of procaine, and was slightly taken aback, "Isn't this an anesthetic?"

Hua Xia froze, opened his mouth, and said, "Ah, it seems... yes."

Hua Xi was a little puzzled, "But didn't you just say that there is no anesthetic at home?"

"I—" Huaxia hesitated, and said, "I didn't see it just now."

Lies are really bad.

Huaxi: ...

Dad, when did you become so black-bellied?How much hatred is there to abuse patients like this!

What about the doctor's parents' heart, can it still work?

Hua Xia was stared at by Hua Xi with a guilty conscience, and quickly explained: "Usually he will get hurt, and it's because he offended others first. You know, he has committed a lot of crimes in his life. What I did was just a small punishment. Great Commandment, just doing justice for the heavens..." After speaking, a little weak, he glanced at Huaxi and asked, "Am I not very medically virtuous?"

"No." Hua Xi smiled and said, "You did a good job!"

"Eh?"

"That kind of person is in need of cleaning up at first glance." Hua Xi said, packed up the medicine box, and said, "Let's eat."

"Oh." Hua Xia washed his hands and went to the dining table. He was just about to take the yam soup handed over by Hua Xi, but accidentally knocked over the soup bowl, causing blisters to form on his hand.

Hua Xia let out a cry of pain, and was about to shake his hand, but Hua Xi grabbed him, and he leaned up to blow it, and asked, "Does it matter?"

"It doesn't matter, it will be fine in a few days." As Hua Xia said, Hua Xi suddenly changed from blowing to kissing, or - should I say licking, which is more appropriate?

I saw that the tip of Hua Xi's tongue licked every red and swollen place on the back of his hand, and even licked off the soup between his fingers. His movements seemed, a bit, pornographic?

Hua Xia's ears turned red, and he stuttered instantly, "Hua Xi, then, what, you, you don't have to—"

Hua Xi held onto his hand, persisted in licking his fingers clean, and asked, "Is it better?"

What a shit!

Hua Xia withdrew his hand and put it on his knees. The place he had just licked was a little moist, but it was still hot, burning directly to Hua Xia's heart.

Then, the heart was out of control, and "chug" jumped up.

To die.

Hua Xi, like a normal person, cleaned up the debris at Huaxia's feet, then mopped the floor a little, and said, "Let's eat first, the rest will be cleaned up later."

"Oh." Huaxia picked up the chopsticks, picked up a few mouthfuls of rice, and suddenly saw the blisters on the back of his hand disappear. He was slightly startled, raised his hand again, and took a closer look.

Actually, really gone? !

"Son, your saliva can cure diseases!" Hua Xia suddenly exclaimed as if he had discovered a new continent, which startled Hua Xi who was eating.

Seeing that the medical geek suddenly went crazy, he didn't care about food, and said excitedly: "I don't know if it can be used internally as well as externally. No, I want to take some samples and take them to the hospital for research!"

If you are lucky, you may be able to conquer cancer in one fell swoop!

Just thinking about it makes me so excited.

Hua Xi was a little embarrassed, if someone else made such an unreasonable request, he would definitely turn his face, but this person happened to be his father.

So the next day, Hua Xi took the test tube from Hua Xia, obediently drained some saliva for him, and then saw that he packed it with great care and took it away, feeling extremely complicated.

At night, Huaxia came back dejectedly, glanced at Huaxi who was squeezing the juice, and said, "Your saliva is useless against cancer cells."

"Oh." Hua Xi didn't have any hope at first, thinking that this is better, it's better than being regarded as a research object and used for sampling.

But after Huaxia was frustrated, he was faintly excited again, "However, I found a new type of β-lactam in your saliva. Compared with the previous antibiotics, your saliva can reduce inflammation and analgesia faster. Waiting for the ingredients OK, you can try chemical production."

The corner of Hua Xi's mouth twitched, "Seriously, do I look like a monster?"

"How come." Hua Xia patted him on the shoulder, "You know eel blood can strengthen yang, and cure crooked mouth and feet, right? Your saliva can reduce inflammation and relieve pain. This is a supernatural power bestowed on you by God."

Huaxi was even more depressed, I don't want this ability, and, "Why, compare me with an eel?"

Because you are likely to be a family!Huaxia thought about it, but didn't say it.

The secret that his son might be a mermaid is too horrifying. If he tells it, even Hua Xi himself may not believe it.

Stretching out his arms to hug Hua Xi, Hua Xia smiled and said, "You are a lucky star bestowed on mankind by the heavens, and even more a gift to me."

Such provocative words came out of Hua Xia's mouth, and there was a little more lingering flavor for no reason. Hua Xi buried his face in his neck and asked, "Then how important am I to you?"

"It's very important, you are my family." Hua Xia said, tilting his neck, feeling a little itchy.

However, Hua Xi leaned forward and licked his beautiful and fair neck, which caused him to tremble slightly, then gently bit his pink earlobe, and asked: "Apart from my family, can I be your lover?" ?”

Huaxia: ...

It is rumored that the mermaid's voice is magical, and their singing can lure fishermen at sea into their traps, and they will drink their blood and eat their flesh.

At this moment, Huaxi's voice is just like the legend, low and hoarse, charming, like the breeze blowing the waves, the rain flowing through the eaves, gentle and sexy.

Hua Xia was the crew member drifting at sea. He knew that the magic sound was dangerous, but he couldn't help being attracted by him and threw himself into the trap.

The mind was lost for a moment, and Huaxia couldn't help but nod and say "OK", but was dragged back to reality by a sudden phone call.

For a moment, there was neither wind nor waves, only Hua Xi's burning eyes when he looked at him.

And, he confessed to him with a voice like the sounds of nature, "Dad, I like you for a long, long time."

The author has something to say: such a powerful confession, where is the message? !