wife who doesn't lie

Huo Yao is five years old, and he has his first pistol in his life.

This is a small silver Colt, with a majestic Chinese character engraved on the butt of the gun. It is a pistol that his father specially ordered for the famous gun expert in the Federation to be suitable for his age. He likes guns very much, because he found that as long as he relies on this thing, he will have a kind of superimposed power, just like a superman with added talent, he can have the same power as adults, or even far surpass them.

There is something so fascinating about harnessing energy beyond oneself that even a five-year-old can understand.

Huo Yao played with the Colt fondly, constantly posing in various shooting positions, a shadow enveloped him, his body lightened, and Huo Yao was hugged by a pair of strong arms, "Go, see Have you made any progress?"

Huo Yao's beautiful eyes immediately bent into a straight line, full of confidence, "Okay!"

Huo Yao admires his father very much. His father is always so strong, holding him firmly, like a giant with infinite strength in the story. He has many enviable abilities and can solve any problem for him, as if the world There is nothing in the world that can stump him, Huo Yao feels that his father is his superman.

Huo Yan led him to stand in front of a target lane. This special target lane was specially reserved for him. The design of an adult target lane is not suitable for children's training. Huo Yan put on sound-proof earmuffs for him, and slapped his buttocks. Huo Yao skillfully pulled the safety off and loaded it quickly, and fired three shots in a row with bang bang bang.

The recoil of this specially modified Colt is not as strong as normal, but the strength is still not small, but Huo Yao still stabilizes his movements, and the rings are all within eight.

Huo Yan couldn't help but patted his head with admiration, leaned down to adjust his posture, and guided some places that were prone to mistakes. Huo Yao listened carefully, and soon, Huo Yao fired the first shot of the ten rings , although the second shot landed on the eighth ring again, but with a slight adjustment, the third shot was another ten ring.

Huo Yan laughed loudly, thinking to himself, as expected of the child born to his Omega, it is so smart that he can see through a little bit, another gunshot was fired in his ear, Huo Yao fired again, and the electronic report sounded, obviously, he had already He completely understood Huo Yan's meaning.

The corner of Huo Yan's lips curled up. At this moment, some new things have been added to his desolate emotional world. This may be called a father's honor for his child's excellence. This is very strange, but Huo Yan is obviously happy accepted.

The two stayed at the shooting range for a whole noon, and when it was nearly two o'clock, Huo Yan wanted to return to the base, so he asked the guards to take Huo Yao to the orphanage.

Since Huo Yao was three years old, Wen Mo often took him to the orphanage to help as a volunteer.

Unlike other correctional institutions, there are many disabled or sick Omega children in the orphanage. A large part of these people cannot take care of themselves. They need someone to feed them with medicine, feed them, clean up their feces, and change their dirty clothes at any time. Bedding... The work of childcare staff is not easy, so even if the salary is not low, the turnover of this part of the personnel is very fast. Fortunately, some older and healthy Omega children in the hospital have also begun to volunteer to join this team, because they were young. Just know, at least here, no Omega can be given up.

The guards took Huo Yao to the orphanage, and Huo Yao went to the office building behind the banyan tree by himself, and opened the door, but he didn't see Wen Mo.

"Uncle Cheng!" Huo Yao climbed onto the chair in front of Cheng Fan's desk, "Where's Mo Mo?"

"Xiao Yao," Cheng Fan smiled gently while holding his glasses, "He just went out, you can sit here and wait."

Huo Yao quickly climbed off the chair, "I'll go find him."

The speed was so fast that before Cheng Fan had time to say anything, Huo Yao had already left in a hurry. Seeing Huo Yao's figure gradually disappearing around the corner, Cheng Fan smiled helplessly, sighed, and looked away.

When Wen Mo came back, Huo Yao was not by his side, Cheng Fan was a little puzzled, "Where is Xiao Yao, he just went looking for you."

Wen Mo frowned, and went back to look for him. Originally, he thought that Huo Yao would go directly to the dormitory to help, but he didn't expect to see anyone after searching around. He asked the guard and said he didn't see him. Wen Mo was about to take out his phone , There was a bang in the direction of the auditorium, accompanied by a sharp cry.

Wen Mo's heart tightened, and he ran over immediately.

There were seven or eight Omega children standing in the empty auditorium, and some children had already fallen to the ground. White smoke was rising from the bullet holes on the podium. Huo Yao stood in the middle, stepping on one of them and lifting his chin condescendingly. Seeing something, Wen Mo's pupils shrank when he saw it clearly.

Huo Yao, who was immersed in his halo at the moment, didn't notice Wen Mo, he held the Colt with a smug smile on his face, and kicked the crying child hard on the ground, "How dare you?! "—A five-year-old alpha actually made seven or eight older Omegas bow their heads in fear, and one even burst into tears in fright.

Wen Mo's heart beat violently, he began to sweat continuously, and his hands trembled unknowingly.

"Huo Yao!"

He was short of breath and strode towards Huo Yao.

Huo Yao turned his head and saw Wen Mo's cold eyes. The complacency on his face disappeared, and he hurriedly withdrew his gun, "I..."

Wen Mo snatched his pistol and gun, grabbed his wrist, and staggered Huo Yao out of the auditorium. Wen Mo's eyes were as cold as ice along the way, and he brought Huo Yao back to the office next to the office. In the rest room, Huo Yao was thrown in at once, and the door was locked behind him.

Huo Yao stood there bewildered, he had never seen Wen Mo like this before, he was terrified, he only took a small step forward, "Mo Mo..."

boom--

Wen Mo shot less than two centimeters in front of his shoe, and the sound did not go out. Wen Mo fired a few more shots in a row, all of which passed by Huo Yao's body. Huo Yao was so frightened that he froze. His face was pale, and he looked at Wen Mo in horror.

However, Wen Mo had already raised his wrist, aiming at his forehead, his originally bright pupils were covered with gray, indifferent and cold.

Huo Yao has lost his voice in fear, "Momo..."

"Dean!" There was a knock on the door, followed by Cheng Fan's anxious voice, "Wen Mo! Open the door!"

"Wen Mo!!"

Wen Mo trembled, as if he suddenly woke up from a stalemate, he slowly put down the gun.

Huo Yao groaned, rushed over, threw himself into his arms, and cried loudly.

Wen Mo was panting violently, with cold sweat on his forehead, and finally he reached out and hugged Huo Yao slowly, trying to adjust his disordered breathing.

"Baby, don't bully Omega." His heart was beating fast, but his voice was soft, "OK?"

Huo Yao was crying so hard that he couldn't hear what he was saying. It was the first time he saw Wen Mo like this. He just hugged his neck tightly and instinctively sniffed him desperately. The smell of pheromones.

The door was kicked open with a bang, Cheng Fan dragged a thin Omega child in.

He closed the door with his backhand, separating the children who were crowded at the door to watch the fun, his eyes fell on the bullet holes on the ground that were still emitting a little smoke, and he swallowed, "Wen Mo...it's none of Huo Yao's business." The kid said it was those older kids who bullied people."

He tugged at the child, "Tell the dean what happened just now?"

The child started to cry, and he pursed his lips, "Qiao Qing and the others snatched my toys...and beat me...it was Xiao Yao who helped me..."

Qiao Qing is one of the few thorny heads in the orphanage, extremely stubborn, and is not afraid of anyone except Wen Mo.

The child who came in was shy, but looking at Huo Yao who was shaking from crying, he couldn't bear it, and took a few steps forward, "Dean... Please... Xiao Yao..."

"He's right..."

Wen Mo slowly lowered his head, and buried it into Huo Yao's immature shoulders as if he was extremely weak, as if something tense broke suddenly, and his whole body collapsed as if he was floating in water.

The guards took neat steps and opened the heavy iron gates. The shiny black military vehicle drove into the courtyard of Huo's old house. When the vehicle entered the garage, Huo Yan still had no intention of getting out of the vehicle. With a cigar in his upper hand, he scratched his hair irritably, cursing, "Huo Yao, you're making trouble for me!"

After smoking the last bit of cigarette butt, Huo Yan flicked his fingers, and finally got out of the car. He lingered in front of the gate for a while with his trouser pockets in his pocket, touched the back of his neck, cursed secretly, and finally stepped in.

Wen Mo was already sitting at the dining table, he was drinking water from a cup with downcast eyes, his expression calm.On the table next to it was the small silver Colt, which shone with the unique light of metal under the light. Huo Yao was sitting next to Wen Mo with a cute face. Hearing the movement from the door, he raised his head Lai glanced at Huo Yan with a guilty conscience.

Huo Yan's teeth were itchy, and he cursed again in his heart. He almost wanted to throw this kid into the military academy a year in advance. He took off his coat and threw it to the servant who was already waiting. He glanced at Omega's face with vigor.

"I took him to the shooting range and touched the gun a few times." He pulled out the chair and sat down, coughing lightly, "Who knew that this kid brought things out secretly."

Huo Yan glanced at Huo Yao and scolded, "Is the gun just for fun!"

"I was wrong," Huo Yao was not stupid, and immediately climbed up the pole, "I dare not steal it again."

The father and son sang together.

Wen Mo had already put down his glass and stood up, and said to Song Ma who brought up the water, "Song Ma, I ate in the courtyard, so don't prepare me later."

"Hey." Song Ma agreed, carefully glanced at the two alphas, put away the empty cups and went down.

Wen Mo touched the Colt on the table, and looked through it in his palm.

"From now on, I will keep this one." Wen Mo said.

Huo's father and son were silent.

Wen Mo put away his gun and went upstairs by himself.

When Huo Yan went upstairs, Wen Mo was standing on the balcony smoking a cigarette. The wind in the mountains blew his hair into a mess. Huo Yan walked over, hugged him, and squeezed his shoulder.

White smoke escaped from Wen Mo's lips, before it was formed, it was torn apart by the wind. He said, "I can't find a reason why a five-year-old child needs to touch a gun."

Huo Yan pressed his tongue against the wall of the roof cavity, "It's nothing, I've also touched a gun at this age."

Wen Mo didn't speak anymore, maybe what he wanted to argue wasn't the issue of whether to hold a gun at all, he set his eyes on the distance, the sun had already set, and there were waves in the reservoir in the distance, and the pines fluctuated with the ups and downs. Alternating peaks and valleys are hidden in a piece of gray, and everything in the world is confused, becoming an indescribable obscurity.

"I don't want to take care of your child anymore." Wen Mowu said suddenly.

Huo Yan's Adam's apple twitched, and said, "It's okay to leave it alone."

He added, "He only listens to you."

The confused look began to float on Wen Mo's face again, Huo Yan was afraid that he would be lost again, so he took down his cigarette at once, "Smoking less."

He took a quick breath.

Wen Mo frowned, and stretched out his hand to snatch it, but Huo Yan reacted faster than him, with one high move, Wen Mo rushed forward, and the two rolled into a ball again.

Huo Yan doesn't know what a normal marriage relationship is like, but it shouldn't be like them. They beat each other at every turn, full of animal nature. Of course Huo Yan will not be cruel, but he is committed to mobilizing the Omega's desire to attack , he is very obsessed with Wen Mo at this moment, he is cruel and stubborn, extremely lively, just as breathtaking as when he was in bed.

Of course there is an absolute difference in AO physical strength, not to mention Huo Yan, but Wen Mo is really an Omega who is very good at learning. Although his strength is not as good, he is always adjusting his tactical skills. Huo Yan will not be easy Then hold him.

Huo Yan finally controlled the person on the bed, Wen Mo was out of breath, but let go of his strength, he stared at Huo Yan, his eyes softened, after a short rest, he raised his chin and pressed it against Huo Yan's thin lips , Kissing him little by little, wet the corner of his lips with his tongue, Huo Yan smiled lowly, pinched the back of his head, deepened the kiss, before taking up all the softness, Wen Mo hit his knee heavily, Huo Yan rolled over, Huo Yan licked his teeth and grinned, stretched his long arms around his waist and rolled him out of the bed together.

With a bang, the two hit the shelf, and a few things fell off with a clatter. They continued their kiss just now in a mess.

Huo Yan finally let go of Wen Mo, he held his face, and gently wiped his moist and plump lips with his fingertips, his eyes were tender, "Okay, listen to you, we will talk about it when Huo Yao is older."

He took Wen Mo to sit up with his strength, and the black-red sandalwood box that had been shaking for a long time on the shelf behind him finally fell down, and with a bang, the contents inside were scattered all over the floor.

Huo Yan frowned, and casually touched a scattered superman monster card, picked it up on his fingertips to look through it, and couldn't help laughing at himself.

Of course, Wen Mo had peeked at the contents of these sandalwood boxes, when he first stepped into this room.

Huo Yan turned the card around, and there were a few crooked characters written on it, "A Yan is number one in the world".

"The first time I was put in confinement was because I didn't play with guns and play with these things."

He put the things back and smiled, "Huo Yao might be so envious of me."

Wen Mo looked at the crooked words and said nothing.

Huo Yan embraced Wen Mo again, his breath brushed his face, he lowered his head and kissed, this time, he was actually very gentle, the kiss was just a kiss, without any sex, "Wen Mo, I don't understand How to be a father," Huo Yan said, "you have to forgive me."

Wen Mo closed his eyes, letting his soft kisses fall on them.

He thought, what do you tell me these things.

Wen Mo was annoyed.

You tell me what to do!

He got into Huo Yan's arms and found a piece of warm meat on his neck, he sniffed it, but at that moment, he didn't even have the desire to bite him, he could only bury his face in it exhausted and discouraged .

Only a small light was turned on in the room, illuminating the mess on the floor lukewarmly.

Wen Mo frowned.

In a pile of cards lying in disorder, there is a cross necklace lying quietly. The cross is a very ordinary woodcut, which has traces of time. The chain also looks like a very cheap alloy, which makes the necklace look a bit shabby. Everything around is out of place.

Huo Yan also noticed where his gaze was, he reached out and touched it, whirling, as if thinking of some long-term memories, he stared at it for a moment, and put the cross and those cards back into the box.

Wen Mo said casually, "What is this?"

"It's just a rag given by a little liar." Huo Yan got up.

He picked up Wen Mo, put the sandalwood box back to its original place, went to the bedside and pressed the call button on the landline, "Ask someone to come up and clean it up."

He kissed the top of Wen Mo's hair, took off his shirt, and went to the bathroom shirtless.

Wen Mo stood where he was for a while, and finally reopened the black and red sandalwood box, and turned over the shabby cross calmly.

ML.

He saw the two letters on the back.

Wen Mo closed the lid, and pushed it back expressionlessly.