My little dad, you can't afford to mess with me

The lunch was very rich. As soon as Shang Yuxian put down his rice bowl, San Lang had already stewed the beef brisket for dinner.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, two men were standing in front of the sink in the open kitchen, washing dishes with their backs to this side. One had long legs and a long body, and the other had a slender and well-proportioned back, murmuring without knowing what they were talking about.

Xiaotuanzi hid at the other end of the kitchen counter with a storybook in his hand, leaned his neck up and listened to the corner of the wall for a while, but couldn't understand it for a long time, and threw the hardcover picture book in his hand on the ground in boredom.

Clang.

Shen Lang was startled, wiped his hands, and squatted down in front of Xiaotuanzi: "What's the matter, why did you lose your temper?"

"Today is Saturday," Tangtang pursed her lips and whispered, "Stay at home this afternoon?"

Before Shen Lang could ask again, Shang Yuxian came from behind, lowering his eyes, "Shang Yanye, go out for a while, are you playing wild?"

Tangtang raised her head, opened her mouth in fright, tears rolled in her big eyes, and shook her head hurriedly, "No, no, it's not me, I don't want to go out to play, I just... want to ask, big brother... ...Dad...well, yes, you guys go on a date!"

Shang Yuxian: "..."

Shen Lang: "?? Cough!"

Xiao Tuanzi hugged San Lang's neck, and climbed up with short short legs, "Big brother, you and Dad, go on a date in the afternoon, I'll be here, don't worry, I'll be by the side, and I'll help you read things."

San Lang: "..."

Shang Yuxian said with a cold face: "In order to go out and play, you really have a lot of tricks, huh?"

"Why are you so serious?" Shen Lang turned his head and glared at him, and when he turned back, he had a doting expression on his face, "Tangtang, we have already gone out this morning, you haven't done your homework yet, right? Another day, if big brother has a date, Just bring Tangtang, okay?"

"Another day? Okay, okay," Xiaotuanzi laughed, "What day?"

"It won't work any day!" The rebuttal was too fast, and the language was not organized yet. Shang Yuxian thought for a while, snorted coldly, and walked to the living room, "Your Excellency, what are you doing, didn't you do your homework? Go do your homework."

Xiaotuanzi pursed her lips heartbroken, "I'm a little sleepy..."

Shang Yuxian said with a cold face, "Do your homework."

"Hey..."

Shen Lang's eyelids twitched, fearing that the child would cry out, he hurriedly picked her up and held her high, "Hey, don't make the child cry for three minutes, I feel uncomfortable, right? Why are you so bad?"

"Yes, you can go on a date with whoever is good."

"..."

Shen Lang choked for a long time, and hurriedly said: "Well, old businessman, when I succeed in the interview, I'll treat you to a drink. I treat you. Shall we make an appointment?"

"No time."

"..."

So, Tangtang, who had just finished lunch, could have had a wonderful and happy afternoon, but because of that unintentional and out-of-the-ordinary suggestion, her father stared at her homework with a cold face.

Woo woo woo.

"Hold back, why are you crying, whose child doesn't do homework?"

In the children's room on the second floor, Tangtang sat in front of the children's desk, like a little mouse being stared at by a big white cat, doing her homework without moving.

Shang Yuxian was dressed in light-colored home clothes, and sat on the sofa flipping through an original English book without even raising his eyelids: "Dating, love, boyfriend, who did you learn from grown-ups? School This is what I taught you here? You are not allowed to say it again, it is not serious, it is not a word that a good boy should say."

Tangtang's face was full of tears, holding a small pencil, shaking her little hands, writing regular script stroke by stroke on the matt grid, her whole body twitching, "Mmm, hiccup."

"Reply."

"Yes, hiccup, I know, I know it's wrong, I know it's wrong, Dad."

"Sit up straight, eyes are too close to the book."

"Wow."

"Take it back, don't cry your nose and wipe your tears, the homework book is dirty, you have to rewrite it, you know?"

"belch."

San Lang: "..."

I rub it, my ears are going deaf, this is my real father, I can't bear it!

It is natural for parents to discipline their children, and Shen Lang did not intend to intervene—especially the father, the head of the family. This is the case in Chinese tradition. "Father" is authority, power, and system. When a father educates his children, no matter what he says is right Whether it is a mistake, or beating or scolding, no one is allowed to interfere.

However, it was too hot.

Devil, this is the devil.

A big devil with a cold face, a scary temper and almost no friends all day long, why should he scare my cute little dumpling like that, why?ah?

Shen Lang endured the pain in his heart, and he couldn't face his father in the face of a child. He scolded him thousands of times in his heart, but he endured it and didn't refute Shang Yuxian's words. Down.

Shen Lang raised his arms and gently hugged the child's trembling little body, trying to give her some courage and strength.

Tangtang now has a backbone, she can't hold back any longer, and whispers: "Big brother, oh, woo woo woo..."

Shang Yuxian frowned, and said lightly: "Hold back, girl, don't threaten others with crying, are you used to it, eh? Who is used to you?"

Shen Lang was extremely surprised, and looked back at the man, he really didn't understand how he could attack his daughter with such vicious words while reading a book and drinking coffee gracefully.

"Wait, old Shang, it's almost done. She is still a child. The child knows that she made a mistake. Didn't she admit her mistake just now? She also knows to study hard and improve every day, isn't she Tangtang?"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Shang Yuxian smiled and stretched out his hand: "San Lang, come here, come to me."

Shen Lang glared: "Come on, don't act like a spoiled child to me, you scum who beats children in the rainy day."

Shang Yuxian: "..."

When Tangtang heard her big brother backing her up, she regained her confidence and burst into tears.

Shang Yuxian's eyelids twitched, "Look, I've already told her not to talk to her, I can't talk to her like this, the more I talk to her, the more she will never stop, let's see how long she can cry." He turned a page of the book, quietly Said, "Last week, I didn't care about her. I didn't write a single word of my homework. Teacher Zhang sent me a WeChat message and severely criticized her. I was so red-faced and hot by the teacher."

Shen Lang didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "As for it, next year it will be the preschool class, and now it's just kindergarten, what does she know, and she doesn't have any great homework, and the teacher just criticizes casually, teaching the child not to rush for a while, and she will have a psychological shadow if you do this... ..."

"Is the teacher actually criticizing the child?" Shang Yuxian smiled wryly and turned a page of the book, "Tutoring, upbringing, I think the best way to praise a woman is 'her tutoring is very good'," she Very well-educated' - tutor, given by the family, I failed to give her a complete family; upbringing, I know, I raised her, but I didn't raise her well, if, I can't even 'teach'... ..."

Sentence by sentence, Shang Yuxian, who said these words, never raised his eyes. In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, he lowered his head and lowered his eyes, sitting gracefully on the sofa and reading a book.

Facing the sun, San Lang couldn't see his expression clearly.

Inexplicably, I feel...

He was so helpless.

I want to say something comforting to him, but I can't be in front of the child.

Shen Lang was silent, no longer contradicting him, turned around and whispered to Tangtang: "Don't cry baby, you're going to cry and throw up, lunch is for nothing."

"But, Tangtang, it's really... too sad... woo woo... can't stop... always crying... and hiccups... woo ah ah ah ah... hiccup... Why are you so muddy... I, I am so pitiful, I love me and myself so much... woo woo vomit..."

San Lang: "..."

Shang Yuxian: "..."

Xiaotuanzi was so sad that the pear blossoms were raining, and he cried so heartbroken that he was about to bury the flowers.

This brat is so tempting to scratch the wall.

Shen Lang endured and endured, his ears were buzzing, and he blinked suddenly: "By the way, Tangtang, have you dated before?"

Tangtang was dumbfounded, her crying face froze, she turned to look at her father, "Hi? Jo... eh?"

Shen Lang: "No, I don't mention dates, just hang out with someone, go to the playground, watch movies, etc. Have you ever had such an experience?"

Tangtang thought for a while, wiped away her tears, and said sobbingly, "Yes, I've seen it."

Get it done!

It's good to have a topic.

Shen Lang picked up Xiaotuanzi from the small chair and put it on his lap: "With whom, are you with mom and dad? Have you watched a movie? Let's play a memory game, even if we can't go out to play, it's a good memory It also makes for a great day.”

Under the floor-to-ceiling windows, the fingers twirling the pages of the book paused.

Shang Yuxian was slightly startled, then suddenly raised his eyes to look at Shen Lang's side face.

Probably sensing the other party's gaze, San Lang keenly looked over there.

Shang Yuxian squinted his eyes: Telling about children?

Shen Lang quickly shook his head: It's a stopgap measure!

"No," Tangtang said with her head down, "it's not a playground, I haven't been there..."

"It's not safe, it's going up and down," Shang Yuxian averted his gaze, "Which parent would take their children to that kind of place, the children will be afraid."

It's you who are afraid, right?

Shen Lang's gaze stayed on Shang Yuxian's face, and he asked Tangtang with a smile: "What's the matter, what movie did you watch with mom, did dad go, can you tell big brother?"

"It's not a movie, I went there once." Tangtang was extremely conflicted, his expression seemed to swallow a snake, "During the summer vacation, my father took me out to play, and took me to see... that, an opera."

Shen Lang: "?? Opera?"

"Opera." Tangtang nodded in confirmation.

Shen Lang: "Ho ho."

What the hell is an opera?

The five-year-old child is on summer vacation, go out to play once, and take the child to watch an opera?

Is it the social level that limits Lao Tzu's imagination?

"Little friend, what is that expression on your face?" Shang Yuxian didn't raise his eyes, as if he had already guessed the inner activities of the other party, "She is not young, she should be nurtured, she should be nurtured, she should be nurtured, she can't understand, I can understand it; I asked her if she liked it, and she nodded and said yes."

Isn't that right, you used that handsome face to show scary eyes, staring at whoever you ask, who dares to say you don't like it?

"Really understand?" Shen Lang sneered, "Tangtang, tell brother, do you really understand?"

Children are very forgetful, and when there is a topic, Xiaotuanzi stops her tears and secretly looks up at her father, "Well, Tangtang, it's a big girl, I understand."

Shang Yuxian raised his chin slightly, showing a reserved, reserved, and proud smile, but the words that came out of his mouth were icy cold: "So, she knows everything, just pretending to be pitiful, being obedient, willful, slippery, and trying to hide Give up all the things you don't like to do, and you can escape a little bit."

Shen Lang didn't bother to pay attention to him: "Then you tell the big brother, the big brother hasn't seen an opera yet, what is an opera?"

"—Eh? It's just...on stage..."

Xiaotuanzi was confused for a moment, then panicked, opened his mouth, and thought for a long time but didn't answer.

Shang Yuxian lowered his voice: "Shang Yanye, are you lying to your father?"

Tangtang was startled: "No, no, I really, know."

"Well, tell me casually, what do you think is the opera that Dad took you to watch, is there someone singing, and what else are you doing?" Shen Lang gave her some hints.

Encouraged by the big brother's eyes, Xiaotuanzi tilted his head and said sternly: "That's right, a big hero was stabbed, and after that, he screamed loudly and sadly at the blood spurting out from below him." Land, affectionately, endlessly, singing songs."

San Lang: "..."

Is this a big hero? Isn't this a funny comparison?

Shang Yuxian's complexion is not very good: "..."

"Well, yes," Shen Lang said with difficulty, "Baby, that, your opinion... very unique..."

Suddenly, Shang Yuxian stood up, threw the book in his hand on the sofa, and said coldly, "I don't know what to say! It's alright, are you done crying?"

Tangtang obediently sat upright on her big brother's lap: "Yes."

Shang Yuxian: "Stop crying? Will you be refreshed after chatting for a while?"

Tangtang: "Yeah!"

Shang Yuxian: "Stop writing, go take a nap."

Tangtang: "..."

San Lang: "????"

Fog grass?

When I just finished lunch, I don’t let people go to bed, but force the children to do their homework, half of the homework is done in the afternoon, and let people go to take a nap?

Meow meow, what are you doing?

No wonder in the morning when we were talking about going grocery shopping, Xiaotuanzi burst into tears when he mentioned that his father was at home on Saturday.Can't bear it anymore, stood up, picked up Xiaotuanzi, walked out the door without saying a word, and glanced sideways at Shang Yuxian.

There was a hint of ridicule on the corner of Shen Lang's lips: "Mr. Shang, your yang energy is too strong and out of balance. How long has it been since you resolved it?"

Shang Yuxian: "..."

"Enter."

At the end of the corridor on the third floor, San Lang knocked on the door, and opened the door after hearing the response.

"Sleeping?" Shang Yuxian was sitting in front of the computer desk, reading some materials with his laptop.

Shen Lang entered the door and stood at the door of the study, "No, I gave her the phone and played a children's story, she was very happy to hear it."

Dark and dark tones, piles of folders on the computer desk, balls of crumpled paper under the desk, the whole room is in disarray, the bookcases on the left and right walls lead to the ceiling, densely packed with books.

"Auntie Housekeeper comes twice a week and doesn't come into this room." Probably seeing the disgust in the young man's eyes, Shang Yuxian said lightly, with a hint of explanation in his tone.

"Just now," Shen Lang was a little concerned, "You...you teach the child, I said a few more words, are you angry?"

"No." Shang Yuxian didn't even turn his head. Seeing that he didn't move from the corner of his eye, he stretched out an arm, "Come."

"Not good, are you working?" He asked, but his feet had already moved in.

"Soon, let's see an agreement, don't delay." Shang Yuxian said.

Trypophobia was committed, San Lang's scalp was numb, and he looked up, there must be tens of thousands of books, right?

"Are you from a securities company?" Shen Lang looked at a pile of financial books in front of him, and suddenly asked, "Financial? Playing with money?"

Shang Yuxian thought for a while, but didn't respond.

Shen Lang whispered: "I found this from Tangtang House and made a magic trick for her."

Shang Yuxian looked at him sideways: "Yes."

"I'll show you too," said Can Lang, walking up to Shang Yuxian, taking out a colored rope from his pocket, wrapping each of his five fingers firmly, taking off one end, pulling the other end, and twitching. .

"Look, it's all opened up, it's amazing, it's actually very simple, but if you don't make it right, it will be tied together, and it will become like this..."

Shang Yuxian: "..."

Quietly.

The chilly study room is like a wake night.

Shen Lang: "...No, it's not interesting...?"

Shang Yuxian said with a cold face, "Are you playing with me?"

Shen Lang: "Are you in a bad mood?"

Shang Yuxian: "What do you think?"

I thought that upon hearing such words, the young man should be so angry that he would jump his feet, and then the uncle would say this and that, just like a joke teller thinks it is funny, but if others don’t laugh, he will feel very angry.

But the young man didn't, he didn't argue, and lowered his eyes: "Yes, yes, it's quite boring, um."

It's hard to deal with people who are in a bad mood.

Do young people want to coax themselves to be happy?

Shang Yuxian looked at him expressionlessly.

"Yeah." The corners of Shang Yuxian's lips moved, and he suddenly rubbed his forehead and smiled, "You play with the little rope so well, how lonely your childhood must have been?"

San Lang stared at his smile intently.

"Yes."

He said.

Then he lowered his head, carefully put the little rope into his pocket, fluttered his long eyelashes, and smiled approvingly.

"Actually, besides playing with small ropes, I am very good at throwing darts."

Shen Lang's voice was so low that even he couldn't hear it clearly.

"I was quite naughty when I was young. All the kids in other families have fathers. I usually play by myself—that is, the game of throwing stones. It was also when Tangtang was so big. When I was bored, I threw stones. At first, I threw stones on the wall to beat flies. Later, I felt that the grocery store was too small and there was no challenge, so I lay on the second floor window and threw it on the cobblestones in the backyard, so now I am very accurate in throwing darts."

Shang Yuxian stared at him: "What else?"

Shan Lang: "When I was alone, I also observed Xiaoqiang. There was a Xiaoqiang who was also alone, so it crawled into the electric socket by itself and never crawled out again."

Shang Yuxian's eyes were full of tenderness: "..."

Shen Lang: "When I was young, I can remember many things very clearly, and I won't forget them after 20 years."

Shang Yuxian smiled, "I know what you want to say to me."

"What I said may not please you. Don't pick my reason. I think you are a little too harsh on her. What you said to her was too harsh and too heavy. Girls are very sensitive, so they say A girl should be rich and pampered, and you frighten her, she is the most introverted and the least courageous in the class." When San Lang said these words, he looked in the direction of the bookcase, "When I was young, I I have always hoped that my father would be by my side, and I still remember the uncomfortable feeling at that time, Tangtang... Her childhood is not over yet... There is still a chance..."

Shang Yuxian looked at the computer screen: "I understand."

Shen Lang endured it, and looked away: "I, I'm done, I'm going out."

Only then did Shang Yuxian turn around and look at him carefully, "What's wrong?"

"I, I'm a little..." Sweat quickly broke out on San Lang's forehead, he felt suffocated, he gritted his teeth, walked forward suddenly, and quickly tidied up a set of teacups that were lying around on the tea table.

A set of nine teacups, arranged in three rows and three columns, even the handles are all 45 degrees to the bottom right.

The tense nerves are relieved.

Shang Yuxian was stunned, thinking of the shelves of the grocery store in the suburbs, it seemed that every item was neatly stacked, the labels of the soy sauce and vinegar bottles were all facing outwards, and the inserts of the lollipops were taken in order, and There are dishes in the kitchen...

Cleanliness?

There was a hint of a smile in the depths of Shang Yuxian's eyes: "Then please, there are no commercial secrets at home."

"But……"

"Please."

So the screen became like this.

San Lang tidied up the coffee table, wiped the window lattice, washed the coffee cups on the desk, then squatted beside Shang Yuxian's legs, took the trash can next to the desk to the bathroom and rinsed it, and finally picked up the broom and started sweeping the floor.

"Are these balls of paper useless?"

"Ah."

"Are you sure it's not useful information?"

"Ah."

"Raise your arms."

"..."

"Raise your legs... Hey move..."

"..."

"Let me sweep the bottom of the table..."

"..."

"Get up, spread your legs and let me in, Mr. Shang!"

"........."

10 minute later.

Shang Yuxian finally finished reviewing the contract and stretched himself in front of the computer desk. When he leaned back, he saw a household ladder placed in front of the bookcase. The young man with long legs and long body climbed to the height close to the ceiling.

Shang Yuxian was shocked: "Come down! That..."

San Lang was startled, tilted his body, stretched out his hand to aim at a high place, grabbed the slippers and threw them out.

Click!

The ladder made the sound of metal rubbing against each other.

"What are you doing up so high?" Shang Yuxian was talking, his body was already moving, "The ladder is broken!"

"I know... ah—help, help!"

The moment he fell down, Shang Yuxian ran under the ladder, and Shen Lang blurted out: "Help, help me..." The moment he felt his body weightless, he realized something was wrong——

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Don't come over, I hit you...cough!"

The world was spinning in his head, and Shen Lang fell from a height and lay on Shang Yuxian's chest.

Today is a holiday Saturday.

It feels more tiring than going to the West to learn Buddhist scriptures.

Shang Yuxian hummed like a last word.

"You... this, Cosmic Stone, go down quickly..."

"Stone, stone?"

Shang Yuxian drank in a low voice: "Meteorite, save me some snacks, it's worse than candy."

"Yes, I'm sorry," San Lang propped himself up, "I came here to cheer you up, but are you angry again?"

"Shen Lang, I know, you are worried that I will be disappointed," Shang Yuxian stared at him, and pushed his chest, "But it's okay, in fact, my expectations for you are very low."

San Lang: "..."

Are you comforting me, uncle? You really let me breathe a sigh of relief.

Shen Lang gave up and rubbed his face on Shang Yuxian's chest.

At this moment, the door of the study opened.

Xiaotuanzi was wearing bear pajamas and stood at the door with an aggrieved expression on his face.

With the eyes of "I knew it would be like this", I looked at the two men hugging each other on the floor of the room.

"Big Brother, and Dad, left me downstairs alone, and the two ran into the study, rolling around, and I heard Dad's voice on the stairs..."

Very good, Xiaotuanzi has learned to use declarative sentences correctly, and the logic is fine, and he simply stated a fact in a flat tone.

Shang Yuxian: "..."

San Lang: "..."

Unable to refute.

"Careful to catch a cold, I'm going downstairs, put her to sleep, you go... go to the master bedroom and look for us..." Shen Lang felt his heart was about to jump out, got up from Shang Yuxian, hugged the child Going outside, "The study room is humid and cold in winter, don't stay here all day."

After finishing speaking, he took the baby out as if fleeing.

Shang Yuxian lay on his back and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the ladder didn't fall down, otherwise the young man might hit his head on it. Thinking of this, he accidentally saw a slipper mark on the partition of the bookcase.

There is also a gnat on it, full of worms like legs, which was smashed into a pool of flesh and blood by a slipper thrown by the young man, and it was stuck on the bookcase.

Sure enough, it was practiced by throwing stones since childhood.

The young man was afraid that I would be bitten by it when I was holding the book, so he climbed up on the broken ladder?

Shang Yuxian finished the finishing work in the study, and explained a few words to Xiao Fang through WeChat, went down to the second floor, pushed open the door of the master bedroom, and saw Shen Lang sitting on the sofa watching a movie, and Xiao Tuanzi lying on the bed playing Sam Lang's cell phone.

"Didn't you take a nap?" Shang Yuxian said.

San Lang squinted at him, and moved his eyes to the TV screen: "There is still a little more to do in the movie, you can put her to sleep."

Shang Yuxian sat by the bed: "..."

Tangtang: "..."

The father and daughter stared at each other, relatively speechless.

Shang Yuxian couldn't help it, so he called up the fairy tale app for the child, played it in sequence, stood up, and walked in front of Shen Lang.

San Lang moved to the side, "Let's watch together, sit next to me."

"Do not."

"Come watch it with me, it's very good, a new movie."

"Do not."

"Then don't stand by and stare at me with indifference like a debt collector."

"..."

"..."

Shen Lang stared sideways at him, and Shang Yuxian looked at each other for a while, then reluctantly picked up the remote control to turn off the TV, got up and walked to the bed.

Tangtang was lying between the two of them. At first she was in good shape when she was telling the story, but she just fell asleep and started to slide down, sleeping soundly while hugging Shen Lang's belly.

Shang Yuxian took the fairy tale book that fell on the pillow to one side, and lifted the quilt up. Xiao Tuanzi was so stuffy in the quilt, he got up in a daze, jumped over his big brother, and fell asleep The outside of Sam Lang.

The young man turned over and slept on his side, with his forehead resting on Shang Yuxian's shoulder.

He reached out and held Shang Yuxian's fingers.

In the afternoon, the Longting villa area was extremely quiet.

The man who couldn't sleep without sedatives slowly fell into a deep sleep.

San Lang opened his eyes.

When Shen Lang woke up, it was already dark, and there was no one in the room. He yelled twice in the corridor, but no one answered.

The house is too big, and I want to see people, but I can't even see them.

The house was eerily quiet.

When going downstairs, Shen Lang quickened his pace and asked loudly, "Where is everyone? I haven't cooked dinner yet, Tangtang, old merchant?"

Xiaotuanzi heard the call, and ran to the stairs happily, "Big brother, will you come to our house on Christmas Eve? I asked Dad, and Dad said, let me ask you personally."

Shen Lang picked up the child: "What and what, what's so good about foreigners' festivals..."

Xiaotuanzi said excitedly: "Dad bought a tree! It was delivered in the afternoon. Big Brother slept so well, Dad won't let me call you."

Shen Lang: "???????"

Turning to the living room, Shen Lang was stunned.

Standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, Shang Yuxian turned to look at him when he heard the sound, his expression was gentle as always, in the deep winter moonlight, just looking up for a moment, took away the brilliance of the bright moon.

And beside him is a huge Christmas tree.

Shang Yuxian was hanging red envelopes on the tree one by one.

Xiaotuanzi was so happy: "Look! The tree my dad bought! It's for big brother!"

Shen Lang was a little stunned: "You bought it? It's a foreigner's festival, and you're so particular about it?"

The green Christmas tree has been crushed into a red tree by countless red envelopes.

"It's not mine, it's yours." Shang Yuxian lowered his eyes, stuffed 2000 yuan into the red envelope, and hung it on the Christmas tree, "Boss Shen, the first batch of fruits of the money tree you hired me to plant is about to ripen. There are still four more days, on the night of Christmas Eve, you can shake it yourself, and continue it yourself."

San Lang: "..."

Reminds him of getting drunk and going crazy and asking him to plant trees.

Shang Yuxian walked slowly, and stood in front of the stunned young man: "Christmas Eve, will you come?"

Shen Lang opened his mouth, but couldn't hear his own voice, his ears were filled with the screeching sound of surging blood.

The main dish for dinner was beef brisket, which was so delicious that Tang Tang called it "swallow your tongue quickly".

After putting the child to sleep, the two of them left the house. There was a pile of gifts Shang Yuxian prepared for the old man in the back seat of the car, as well as some medicinal materials and tea leaves that others gave him. If you can't finish eating, bring it to San Lang.

Dabai was still aggrieved and stopped in the small alley where "ghosts hit the wall" that day.

Halfway through the Phaeton, Shang Yuxian's car kept playing a quiet song.

When he heard "Mo", Shen Lang finally couldn't bear it, and said with a straight face: "Uncle, don't you think this kind of music doesn't match the style of painting? In the dark sky, driving and slow rocking are more suitable."

He didn't move, "What?"

Shen Lang sighed: "If the songs in the car are always sad, it will affect your work mood, which is not good for you. Besides, there are children in the car, so it's not appropriate to have sex?"

Shang Yuxian's eyes were indifferent, and he glanced at his face: "I can't listen to the music that is too loud, it will give me a headache."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly made a sharp turn.

It happened suddenly.

A little stray cat ran ahead.

The turn was too wide and too unexpected, Shen Lang exclaimed, his body tilted to the side, his forehead slammed against the car door, his head was confused, his arms subconsciously looked for support, his body flew to the side, straight Jump forward.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a tightness around his waist, and an arm stretched out from his side tightly hugged him, moving towards the direction of the driver's seat.

In the weightlessness, the whole person crashed into Shang Yuxian's arms.

The high beams of some car flashed by.

The first reaction was to block Shang Yuxian.

San Lang grabbed his lapel, pushed him back, and raised his hands to hold his steering wheel.

The car coming from the opposite side also made a sharp turn, narrowly passing Dahui's car.

The Phaeton slammed on the brakes and stopped on the side of the road.

It's too dangerous to wear a seat belt.

Quiet for a while.

In the car, Shang Yuxian was squeezed between San Lang and the back of the seat, and the young man stood in front of him, lying on the steering wheel.

If it really hits, it's a proper meat shield.

Shang Yuxian panted slightly, lowered his eyes, rubbed his chin on the top of the young man's head comfortingly, and said softly: "Little guy, it's all right."

Shen Lang was terrified, buried his face, and let out a muffled "hmm".

At this time, the song in the car was singing: Love, can't be long, can't be, can't be too easy to have... Tears flow slowly, slowly close, and slowly become friends...

After driving outside the Fifth Ring Road, I found Dabai parked in a small alley.

Shang Yuxian sent San Lang to the car, and asked outside the car door, "Shall I see you off?"

"How? Are you driving Dahui to be Dabai's bodyguard?" Shen Lang started the engine with a smile, and took a deep look at him, "And—"

Shang Yuxian couldn't hear what he said clearly, tilted his head to look at his hesitant expression, and simply leaned slightly, leaning his upper body on the driver's door, lying on the open window, his ears close to the young man's lips.

I heard the young man say in a young voice: "Shang Yuxian, being with you today is my best birthday present."

Shang Yuxian froze and blinked in shock.

With a smile in her peach blossom eyes, she suddenly turned her head to look at him, her lips lightly brushed his cheek, "Thank you for your big tree."

After saying this, the window of the car was raised, and Dabai drove away.

Shang Yuxian froze in place, unable to recover for a long time.

He stood still and took out his phone to check.

San Lang's birthday, the last day of Sagittarius.

In the silent night, Shang Yuxian smiled lightly, returned to the Phaeton car, turned around and drove back.

At a far corner, Dabai stopped quietly under the streetlight.

San Lang watched the black car gradually disappear on the avenue, stuck his head out of the car window, and looked up at the moon and stars.

Remembering that he almost caused an accident just now, he didn't even think about anything, and stood in front of Shang Yuxian.

Although he has an elderly grandfather, a job that is about to be employed, and possibly a great life and future, he still doesn't think about anything.

Before this, Shen Lang always felt that his life was not very good, it was black and white.

Now in color.

Ever since I met him and Xiaotuanzi, a certain color has been added little by little.

This feeling is so strange.

I'm not a kid who doesn't know anything, let alone have a lover who has been in love for seven years.

Shen Lang raised his hand and tapped his chest, his mind was full of Shang Yuxian.

Thinking of that person, I suddenly feel that the scenery tonight is unique, everything is good, and I am very happy.

There is an urge like no other.

The impulse full of chest, the unstoppable impulse, I want to express my emotions, I want to express my feelings, I want to relieve, I can't help it, no matter what, I can't help it.

Even if the pen and ink are exhausted and the paper is full of absurdity, it is difficult to express the throbbing emotion of this moment.

in love.

It’s over.

A certain place in the bottom of my heart is occupied by a person. For the first time in my life, I feel that there is another color in the black and white feast, so gorgeous.

Dabai's inferior speaker is singing:

There are thousands of beauties in this world, but I only love yours.

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