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This situation is a bit funny to say.

The father sat alone in the cubicle in the corridor smoking, and was reprimanded by the younger son who had been thinking about it all the time, but seeing Ye Xiaolou frowning at him, Xiang Yan laughed.

Seeing him smile, Ye Xiaolou grabbed his hand angrily and said, "Daddy, you can't do this if you have anything to do, you scared me!"

Xiang Yan held his hand behind his back, pressed the back of his hand against his forehead, and a deep laugh rolled in his throat.

Ye Xiaolou was stunned for a moment.

"I'm sorry, baby." Xiang Yan pulled his hand down and kissed it lightly on his lips, "It's because Dad was too impatient and scared you."

Ye Xiaolou was a little at a loss, so he just let him hold hands, "Dad..."

This kiss was different from the past, it left with just one touch.

Ye Xiaolou stared blankly at his father, under the moonlight, Xiang Yan's face was not as cold and hard as usual, his eyes were deep and full of touching warmth.

"Dad, do your hands hurt?"

Ye Xiaolou lowered his head, and gently blew on Xiang Yan's red fingers that were burned by the smoke.

Xiang Yan suddenly felt a small numbness spread from his fingertips to the bottom of his heart, making his brain feel like an electric shock for a moment.

He caressed Ye Xiaolou's waist with the other hand, Ye Xiaolou was still concentrating on blowing on his hand, completely unaware that his father was hugging his waist in a caressing way.

Ye Xiaolou bends his body like this, along his neckline, he can see the delicate clavicle line at a glance, and further down, there is the white and tender chest and the small pink protrusion on the chest.

Xiang Yan remembered almost immediately that his youngest son was under him last night, and when he couldn't bear it, he straightened his flexible waist, the protrusion on his chest was bright red from his kiss, with slight water stains, his neck and chest The slightly reddened look on the face was painted with lust.

Xiang Yan's throat rolled up and down.

Ye Xiaolou's lips were very close to him, and his warm breath hit his hand, even if it wasn't hot before, it was a little hot now, he raised his hand and gently touched the corner of his lips with his thumb. With a touch, he said in a low voice, "Okay, it doesn't hurt anymore."

... If this continues, you will be the one who will suffer.

Ye Xiaolou looked at him innocently, with a bit of grievance in his eyes, as if to say, I'm just bragging for my father.

Xiang Yan laughed, grabbed his waist and let him sit on his lap, "Aren't you angry?"

This kind of intimate gesture was nothing before, but after yesterday, Ye Xiaolou felt a little awkward, but Xiang Yan's familiar smell always made him unable to help being infatuated, and after a while, he took advantage of the situation and hugged him rubbed his neck and said, "I'm not angry, Daddy."

"You still say you're not angry, who did you show your face to before?"

With a sullen face, Xiang Yan twisted his waist, and immediately heard his youngest son snort aggrievedly, "You were not angry before because you ate delicious food, and you still feel aggrieved in your heart, huh?"

On the surface, the child said that Daddy is the best, but in fact, how could Xiang Yan not see the small thoughts in his heart?Just look at the way he is satisfied when he eats.

If he really picked up on the topic, Ye Xiaolou would never be better than his father no matter what he said.

"I'm just not angry," Ye Xiaolou hummed, "Daddy wronged me..."

Xiang Yan stared closely at his youngest son's eyes, and said after a while, "Aren't you angry that Dad treats you like that?"

Ye Xiaolou seemed a little dazed, but still shook his head firmly, then buried his head in his neck, and said sullenly, "Xiaolou will never be angry with Daddy."

After a pause, he added, "No matter what daddy did."

...whatever he did?

Xiang Yan looked at him with complicated eyes, Ye Xiaolouze's hair after taking a bath was softer and more beautiful than satin, with an almost charming luster under the moonlight.

In Ye Xiaolou's words, daddy is always the number one.

...But, what if the father he talked about wasn't the one he thought of?

When he first met him, Xiang Yan also told him forcefully that he was not his father, but Ye Xiaolou looked ignorant, and only knew to call him daddy and ask him other things, but he couldn't say anything. clear.

He is like a cub that has been caged and protected all year round. When he finally came out to find his father one day, he stumbled in a world he had never seen before, suffered injuries all over his body, and finally found the wrong person. do not know either.

Perhaps, he was tired of looking, and finally met a person who was similar to the father he imagined, so he felt that he had found a support.

However, he is so persistent, as if Xiang Yan is the person he has been looking for, no matter what others say, he only believes in him.

It is impossible for Xiang Yan to remain calm. Besides, his youngest son is so delicate and fragile. If he hadn't hugged him, coaxed him, or even told him that he found the wrong person, what would he look like now? It's unimaginable.

Maybe, he would just guard the gate of Xiang's house like this, being chased away by the bodyguards again and again, but returning again and again with his weak body in his arms, maybe curled up there waiting for him.

How could such a young child have such a big obsession in his heart?

Xiang Yan looked at him for a long time, hugged him, patted his shoulder lightly, and coaxed him like a baby who didn't know the world, and when Ye Xiaolou fell asleep in his arms in a daze, Xiang Yan Yancai asked in a low voice, "Do you still remember what I told you before?"

Ye Xiaolou groaned, apparently too sleepy to speak.

No matter what time it is, Dad loves you the most.

Xiang Yan kissed him lightly on the forehead, carried him back to the room.

The next day, when Ye Xiaolou woke up, he found that he was in Xiang Yan's room. Xiang Yan was not in bed as usual, but Ye Xiaolou knew that he hugged him all night, and he didn't have a dream that night. It's very reassuring.

When the housekeeper knocked on the door, Ye Xiaolou was still wagging his tail and asked him if Xiang Yan would come back for lunch.

The butler smiled and said that he didn't know if Mr. Xiang would come back, but the eldest son was coming back.

Ye Xiaolou was stunned.

"Brother is coming back? When is he coming back?"

"It should be here in the afternoon, young master."

Ye Xiaolou stood there for a while, then suddenly bypassed the butler and ran out.

If it was Ye An standing in front of him at this time, Ye An's reaction would be to turn around and chase after him in a daze. However, the housekeeper was different. The intercom continued.

After a while, more than a dozen bodyguards in formal attire appeared in the courtyard. Ye Xiaolou didn't even need to locate the position. As soon as he ran to the front courtyard, he was surrounded by people... and followed.

"Master Lou, where are you going so early in the morning?"

"You haven't eaten breakfast, Mr. Lou, your stomach will hurt if you run like this!"

Ye Xiaolou stopped running, stood on the spot and stretched, "I just came out for a morning run, are you too?"

Everyone stood still, "Yes, yes."

"Okay then, you guys keep running, I'll go back and feed the milk."

After Ye Xiaolou finished speaking, he walked back, leaving behind a group of petrified bodyguards.

"Did you understand what Lou Shao said just now?"

"No, do you understand?"

"I don't understand a single word Mr. Lou said, but I still have to listen to orders."

So when the housekeeper chased him out, he saw the bodyguards he had handed over lined up, running in the yard, and Ye Xiaolou was walking slowly towards this side under the early morning sun.

As he walked in the quiet courtyard like this, his long hair fluttered in the breeze, his delicate face was almost transparent in the sunlight, and even those beautiful Danfeng eyes had a faint smile.

Some servants passing by suddenly felt that the young master looked even more beautiful than Miss Xiang when she was young.

Thinking about it this way, I can't help but feel a little pity.

If Miss Xiang, who is equally arrogant and unspeakably beautiful, gets along with this young man, what will it be like?

Will he love this young master as much as he loves the eldest son?

The butler took the coat and put it on him, then gently lifted his long hair, watching the little boy arrange his clothes slowly.

"I'm going to pick up my elder brother in the afternoon, what time does his plane come back?"

"I'll ask someone to confirm it right away, Mr. Lou."

The housekeeper didn't find it strange at all, as if the young master should treat his elder brother like this.

"By the way." Ye Xiaolou walked a few steps, turned his head suddenly, and said with a smile, "I want to give big brother a surprise, so keep this news secret."