IX Cultivation

After a long time, in the afternoon, Wan Ling met the little targets he wanted to see the most and returned to China this time. Everyone had a not bad afternoon, until Wan Ling found out that he had been raised as his own child until now Wanou's state is not right...

Later, everyone left one after another, but they all left the children behind. Wan Ling didn't know what they wanted to do. It was obvious that everyone was robbing him before, but now they are so generous, it is really weird.

It's just that Wan Ling couldn't find a clue, and didn't want to delve into it for the time being. Since they returned the little guys to themselves, Wan Ling didn't plan to return them.

Things have come to this, Wan Ling feels that it doesn't matter if he goes back to his own home, after all he doesn't want to disturb Yan Zhijue, knowing that Yan Zhijue is absolutely in his own mind and still accepts the other party's favor, he feels like a bad person who is taking advantage of others pure love.

It's too late today, Wan Ling didn't mention it, he planned to leave early tomorrow morning, go home and tidy up his home, and he hasn't informed his family about his return to China, he needs to do too much...

First of all, have a good heart-to-heart talk with Wan Ou.

Long Jun was also called away by a phone call during dinner. Before he left, he took a meaningful look at Yan Zhijue, and then told the man that he would come back later, so he could rest first without waiting for him.

Wan Ling never asked Mr. Long what he was going out for. There are many things that cannot be known about Mr. Long's current identity, and Wan Ling was never curious. Wiping her lips, she naturally gave Long Jun a kiss on the cheek.

Yan Zhijue watched this scene without any unpleasant reaction, as if he really didn't want to fight, and buried his mind in the abyss.

After twisting the quilt behind Wan Ou, Wan Ling turned off the bedside lamp, looking at the still watery eyes of little Wan Ou through the moonlight outside the window with the curtains not drawn, Wan Ling wrapped the boy in his arms , kissed the other person on the forehead, and said, "Why is Xiao Ou crying today? He didn't talk when he saw his father. Did Tan Lang bully you?"

Wan Ling didn't ask the question knowingly, he just wanted the boy to speak out what was on his mind, and it would be bad for his health if he kept his mouth shut.

"You don't know what you're thinking unless you tell me, do you know?" The two babies born by Wan Ling fell asleep next door, watched by the helper left by Yan Zhijue and the guardianship brought by Yan Xi The intercom, the steady breathing of two little ones, made the man feel heavy and satisfied when he was floating all the time in a foreign country.

The boy nodded obediently, sniffled his nose, and said cautiously: "Uncle Tanlang is very good. He also organized a birthday party for me and invited many children to come, but without you, I am not happy at all."

"Dad, I don't have a mother, only you, if you don't want me...I..."

The boy seemed unable to speak, and after a long pause, he said in a muffled voice: "I'm afraid Dad will like my younger brothers more...I hate them...Dad...Am I bad?"

"You..." Before Wan Ling could say anything, Wan Ou interrupted, pressing his head firmly against the man's chest.

The boy hugged the man tightly in fear, as if afraid of being pushed away, and said, "Dad, don't hate me."

The man was dumb, and rubbed Wan Ou's child's hair. After the boy calmed down for a while, he comforted him: "Xiao Ou will always be my child and will never hate you. Do you want Dad to whisper in your ear all night?"

The boy blushed, and immediately pulled up the quilt, covering most of his face, and said, "No... I believe it."

In Wan Ling's eyes, although the innocent child is carved out of the same mold as the paranoid Ou Tong in his dream, Wan Ling will not combine the two as powerfully as Lord Long.

The father and son reconciled simply. Wan Ling can understand the child's fear of being taken away by adults, but when the boy grows up and gets older, he will understand that he treats him, not because of the extra two. Little ones just change.

The boy yawned, nestled in the man's arms with sleepy eyes, the tip of his nose was full of his familiar smell from the man, Wan Ling only thought the boy was as cute as a small animal.

"Daddy smells so good." The boy said in a daze, "Is there any milk (nei) milk (nei)?"

Wan Ling paused, pinched the boy's soft face, and said, "It's gone."

"Um...really?"

The boy closed his eyes, and through a thin layer of pajamas, the tip of his nose rubbed against the man's sensitive nipples, not very convinced.

"Then if I inhale carefully, will there be a little bit left?"

Because Wan Ling had fed to boys who envied his younger brothers before, it was really not Wan Ling's style to be pretentious at this time. He didn't think there was anything wrong with being intimate with children, and he had no personality, so he unbuttoned his clothes generously, revealing In fact, there were still tooth marks on the sucked buds that were much larger than ordinary men, and the boy couldn't wait to get close to it, and the pink and tender tongue rolled the nipple into his mouth and sucked it.

205. Can't quit again?

Not to mention how kid Wan Ou fell asleep drowsily with the man's breasts in his mouth. On the other side, Long Jun, who had returned to the Long family, was at a cocktail party.

Mr. Long was wearing a tailored tailored suit, and instead of a police uniform, he was even more eye-catching among the beautiful or handsome upper-class crowd.

Long Jun has never been interested in such receptions and has never participated in them. His life is so monotonous that he repeats his work day after day. All he has in his heart is his ambition and unsatisfied negative emotions. .

Today however is different.

Long Yusheng, that is, Long Jun's grandfather, an old man in a simple Tang suit was sitting on the master's seat, chatting with a lovely young lady, while talking, the old man looked at Long Jun with a smile Look, the innocent woman immediately looked towards Long Jun, her cheeks flushed, and she shyly slapped the old man's forearm lightly, full of reproach and coquettishness.

Long Jun looked indifferently, looked at indifferently, without any reaction, it seemed that no one could walk up to him, and he didn't have much affection for the old man. He ate food with a cute appearance, and his eyes fell on the pile of hairy crabs that were tall but beautifully arranged. After a long time, he retracted his eyes and walked towards the old man.

The protagonist of today's reception is Lord Long. Everyone cast their eyes on the young man. No one was secretly startled by the indifferent and powerful aura of the young man, but many female relatives were full of joy, wildly fantasizing whether it would be here There was a 'ruthless police officer in love with me' kind of drama at night.

The proportion of Long Jun's figure is particularly perfect. His dark blue eyes were refracted by the crystal chandelier at the reception, as if living in the stars. He walked up to Long Yusheng and greeted him simply: "Grandpa, I'm here."

"Hmm." Long Yusheng placed higher hopes on this grandson than himself, the satisfaction and appreciation in his eyes flowed out without hesitation, and the indifference similar to Mr. Long in his youth was diluted in his kind smile. "Long Jun, come, sit on my right hand."

Long Jun sat down, sitting upright and showing his natural kingly temperament all the time, so that people looked at him, and some people felt timid and yearning.

"Come on, little girl, you and Lord Long may not have seen each other for a long time, why do you only know how to stare at your own fingers and don't know how to call someone?"

The young woman's cheeks were flushed by the teasing, and she carefully looked at Long Jun who was sitting on the other side of the old man, and said with obvious affection in her voice, "Brother Long, long time no see."

"Haha, the sound is like a mosquito." The old man smiled harmlessly, "Okay, you two have a good chat, and I won't bother you." After finishing speaking, the old man took the girl's hand and Long Jun held them together, as if he didn't mind the chill on Long Jun's body at all, and even signaled Long Jun with his eyes to let him take the woman to the balcony next to him to talk.

Mr. Long didn't refuse or show any joy. He was so indifferent that people didn't know what to do, but Liu Zhu looked at Mr. Long's well-articulated hands happily and didn't find anything wrong. The envious eyes made her feel extremely happy.

Liu Zhu's family is a high-ranking official, a treasure held in the palm of his hand since he was a child, has three older sisters, and himself is the youngest, a little ignorant of the world, but in fact growing up in such an environment, no one is really a blank slate .

When Liu Zhu's parents were helping Liu Zhu find a man whom Liu Zhu had a good relationship with and also a future son-in-law, they immediately fell in love with Mr. Long. The two adults both intended to form an in-law relationship even before the hero and heroine had met. Jun's future career and various contacts will have a huge impetus. Long Yusheng is very optimistic. After letting the two young people meet, he is even more satisfied after discovering that Liu Zhu has been fascinated. But within a year, they wanted to announce their engagement, so there was this reception.

Liu Zhu knew that she was going to get engaged, so she was very happy. Although he and Long Jun never spoke more than three sentences when they met, she paid attention to everything about the other party and always felt that the other party was her Prince Charming. She had a cold face and a warm heart. The underside of the block is not the warmth as imagined at all, but endless darkness.

She always thought that Lord Long liked her too, otherwise why would she say a few more words to herself without even looking at others?

Even if she doesn't like her very much and has no feelings, Liu Zhu still thinks it's good to marry first and then love like her parents. Isn't that what political marriage is like? Parents are also very loving now.

Long Jun casually stayed until the end of the reception, only in Long