I wish my son was stupid and reckless

When Li Yan woke up the next day, he felt that his legs were clammy and cold.He opened his eyes, and saw Li Lan hugging his arm and rubbing against him to sleep as usual. Although he didn't dare to step over his slender thighs, they were still very tight.

He looked at Aiko's handsome face with some doubts. The young man bit his lips for some reason in his dream, and the corners of his eyes were glowing. Li Yan suddenly came to his senses, and looked down, only to see the brocade quilt covering the two of them.

Li Yan stretched out his hand to rub the center of his brows, and sighed in a low voice. Now that he knew exactly what the clamminess was, he felt annoyed and amused.

Li Lan noticed the movements of the people around him, opened his eyes blankly, stared at his father for a while, and blushed even more.He buried his face in the quilt and said in a low voice, "Father, Lan'er is so comfortable again...it's wet..."

Li Yan smiled, reached out and rubbed the top of his hair.Li Lan's hair is as dark and thick as his, but it always feels thicker to the touch. Li Yan couldn't help but grabbed a few strands of hair and twisted them, and asked with the mentality of an elder making fun of a young boy: " Is Lan'er dreaming? Who is he dreaming of? It's so comfortable."

He suddenly thought of the girl whom he denounced as shameless and despicable. At that time, he glanced at her with disgust, but he didn't realize it. Now that he thought about it, she looked very outstanding.

Who knew that Li Lan rubbed against him with a blushing face, coquettishly: "Of course... I dreamed of my father..."

Li Yan opened his eyes slightly, it was ridiculous...but it seemed natural.He should feel angry and annoyed, but his thoughts and reason are contrary to reason, and he feels full and throbbing.

This is the treasure he has cared for since he was a child. He is the only one in his heart. If he doesn't think about him, who should he think about... Li Yan thought viciously: If my Lan'er doesn't think about me, how dare he think about it? Who are you thinking about? !

Gangchang ethics are awesome, but Li Lan doesn't understand them at all.Li Yan subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover Li Lan's eyes, feeling Aiko's long eyelash feathers scratching his palm, wishing to itch into his heart.

"Father doesn't want you to understand that."

Li Lan responded obediently, and didn't even ask what his father didn't want him to know.

"Lan'er just needs to stay by Father's side like this all the time, don't think about anything else, don't need to understand anything."

Li Lan is still well-behaved and submissive, and with the ignorance when he first woke up, he replied in a somewhat sticky tone: "Lan'er wants to make her father happy, and Lan'er can do whatever her father wants Lan'er to do."

After washing up, Li Yan wanted to go forward to govern and was willing to follow him. He still looked shy and cautiously said: "Your Majesty, it is reasonable to say that the princes will look for the old mothers after they know about the affairs of the people. teaching..."

Li Yan raised his eyes and squinted at him, his gaze was cold and sharp.

Le Yue shuddered, and immediately understood the emperor's will from the murderous intent, and said in a low voice: "I know...the Sixth Highness is not something they can do wrong. Are the books and pictures also free?"

Li Yan's footsteps paused slightly, he raised his head to look at the brilliant sky rising in Miyagi, his eyes hurt from looking at it.

He said softly, "Send them all."

To his surprise, Li Lan was not interested in those pornographic pictures, flipped through them hastily and threw them aside without looking at them any more.

Li Yan wondered whether to laugh or cry, could it be because Lan'er was ... other people helped him to relieve it with his hands these two times, it was completely different from the one in the album, so he couldn't understand?

Li Lan, who was eating mung bean cakes on his lap, looked up, his eyes were still black and white, clear and unstained.Li Yan comforted himself, and felt that this was not bad.

The years are vaguely quiet, as if nothing had happened.

But most likely because of the first taste of sex, Li Lan often had nocturnal emissions for several days.

Li Yan asked Liping to take a look, and he was sure everything was fine, so he didn't ask any more questions.

……

Li Lan was soaking in the bath, the water mist was dense, and the dried osmanthus flowers were placed in the water, which wafted like the aroma of sweet soup.Li Yan likes the sweet scent of osmanthus in his body, and he hasn't changed the bath soup for bathing in all these years.

Le Ran rolled up her sleeves and respectfully scrubbed the back of His Royal Highness, Li Lan suddenly called him, her voice low.

He said, "Le Ran."

The servant responded graciously from behind him: "The slave is here. Do you want some snacks, or honey dew, Your Highness?"

Li Lan raised his head, his eyes were very distinct in black and white, covered by mist, innocent and well-behaved, and very deserted.

Le Ran shivered.

Ever since Li Lan grew up, the corners of his eyes and brows, his demeanor, really looked more and more like his father.I don't notice it normally, but as long as the innocence and sweetness are lost in those eyes, all the arrogance, indifference, meanness and ungratefulness will come to life in that instant.

Li Lan squinted his eyes and still spoke in a very low voice. His voice was sweet and soft with a little confusion, which somewhat eased the coldness in his eyes.

He asked softly: "Lan'er has been dreaming for the past few days that she is like, like in those picture books...pressing her father under her body. It is very hot and comfortable, and her crotch will be wet. Le Ran, Tell me, isn't this dream... you can't tell anyone?"