In the name of father

At the same time, in the room of the Xiao family's twins, Xiao Yan was holding the English magazine that he hadn't finished reading. While reading the magazine, he calmly accompanied his brother to get mad.

Objectively speaking, it has been a long time since Xiao Yan has seen Xiao Yan being pissed like this. This guy has been the rhythm of the devil king since he was a child. In this regard, Xiao Yan has never been so deflated as he is today...

Not to mention eating twice a day.

Xiao Yan tonight seemed really pissed off by that man—right now, he was sitting on the upper bunk of the double bed, grabbing an imported limited-edition teddy bear half the size of his body. Er beat the wall, and screamed like "Aw, ow" while beating, and the whole bed was shaken by his violent movements, making a terrible creaking sound like it was about to fall apart in the next second... For this, Xiao Yan, however, turned a deaf ear and didn't even bother to raise his head.

When Xiao Yan finally had enough of beating the teddy bear against the wall, without any warning, the bear boy grabbed the teddy bear by the neck and pressed it hard on the bed—like a snake maniac He crawled onto the teddy doll, and Xiao Yan began to slap the teddy bear's chubby cute face left and right——

He smoked very seriously, with a palm wind and hatred in every stroke, it seems that at this moment, that cute bear face has become a certain annoying face in the eyes of the twin brothers, that face With a languid smile on his face, black eyes twinkling with teasing——

[Son, have you noticed that you seem to be fantasizing about your dad. 】

……

not at all!

you fart!

I obviously like girls with big breasts! ! ! !

Roaring and roaring in my heart, my movements froze suddenly, and the fist that the fifth grade kid punched the teddy bear in the face suddenly stopped a few millimeters away from the triangular nose. What a bad picture, Xiao Yan's face turned pale, and his tiger's body shook——

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"..." Rubbing the aching eardrums, Xiao Yan snapped the magazine shut and placed it neatly in the center of the same neat desk. The elder brother of the twins stood up from the desk and stretched He lazily yawned, then raised his eyelids and glanced at his younger brother who was sitting on the upper bunk, he was so tired that he was out of breath. Looking at the face that was exactly the same as his own, he asked calmly, "Xiao Yan, what are you doing?" It’s so noisy, what are you howling for?”

"Damn it, of course it's anger!!!" Xiao Yan suddenly pulled the teddy bear out of his body and threw it at Xiao Yan's face——

The latter easily caught it, turned around and placed the poor teddy bear safely on the chair he was sitting on just now, saying: "At this time, what should be said is 'angry' Instead of 'angry', have you really learned your Mandarin well?"

"What?" Xiao Yan raised his chin and snorted, "Of course I have!"

"That's right, I think you're very slippery with swearing."

"Hey...!" Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows and was about to refute. After thinking about it, his usual sly smile appeared on his face again. When it came to the magical number of fifteen points, what came out of the bear boy's mouth was a series of fluent English with a very standard London accent. Xiao Yan looked complacent and said, [I said brother, don't you know, learn a little If you want to learn a new language, of course, you must first learn the swear words of that language. ]

"...Xiao Mo said, you have to speak Mandarin at home, didn't you hear?"

Hearing the extremely familiar English, Xiao Yan frowned after a moment of silence, as if he just remembered something, and asked his younger brother: "What happened to your English score in the final exam last semester? What about things of that level? It might make you score [-] points in the exam..."

"Played the PSP all night before the exam," Xiao Yan said with his arms crossed, and although he was reluctant, he switched back to speaking in Chinese. He sat cross-legged on his bed and looked down at his brother, without any guilt, and said, "The result is in I only had time to write my name and the first few listening questions in the examination room, and I was so bored that I fell asleep."

Xiao Yan: "..."

Seeing that his brother was silent, Xiao Yan sat on the bed and wiped away the previous angry expression, and laughed heartlessly like a duck: "The funny thing is that the old man really thinks that this is me. A little level—hey, he said it very fluently at the time, I think he might have lost his memory so much that when the Xiao family brought us back to K City from England... Otherwise, how could he Maybe I have the face to put on that disgusting face of 'I was born to raise you and drag you to grow up' at me..."

As if completely indifferent to Xiao Yan's words, Xiao Yan yawned again, and looked at the wall clock on the wall, only to realize that the time was close to 12:30 in the middle of the night...Damn it, there was still class tomorrow.

There was a teddy bear chair sitting behind him, and the older brother of the twins turned off the lamp. When the room was plunged into darkness, Xiao Yan climbed onto the lower bunk of the double bunk bed and lay down under the moonlight shining through the bay window. Alright, after adjusting himself to a comfortable posture, he said slowly: "It seems that you are the only one who wondered whether Xiao Mo really lost his memory from the beginning to the end..."

"Come on less." Xiao Yan clicked his tongue in disdain. Even if he couldn't see his face at this time, Xiao Yan could imagine his younger brother's disdainful face. The former's voice floated down from the upper bunk, "After finding this When you actually came to pick us up, I wanted to kindly remind you that your brows can kill flies..."

"That's why I think he really lost his memory."

"..."

"It even feels like a different person."

Xiao Yan's voice sounded very calm—as if he was discussing a strange passerby instead of his father from the beginning to the end.

Xiao Yan heard his brother talking so calmly on the lower bunk, but his whole body couldn't stop shivering, he made a cold grimace towards the ceiling and said, "Don't tell ghost stories at this time! "

Xiao Yan on the lower bunk didn't answer him, if it wasn't for the older brother of the twins turning over gently at this time, Xiao Yan would almost have thought that he had fallen asleep - but Xiao Yan, who was very aware of his brother's urination, knew that This is the rhythm of Xiao Yan not going to talk to him anymore, so he curled his lips in a self-defeating way, and didn't bother to pursue Xiao Yan's accusation of not helping himself to choke on that old man just now...

Lying on the bed but not feeling sleepy, Xiao Yan became irritable again for no reason. He raised his hand and scratched at the edge of the pillow, but unexpectedly found nothing. The teddy bear next to the pillow had already been used by him as a "weapon" to throw Xiao Yan to the lower bunk. He cursed in his heart, and Xiao Yan turned over heavily without hesitation—closed his eyes, and thought But there are still some messy pictures.

At this moment, Xiao Yan suddenly remembered that the Barbie set that he promised to Lu Mingxi in the afternoon had not yet been implemented.

"Dry!"

This time, Xiao Yan scolded sincerely.

It's unbelievable that I was so easily messed up by that old man that I forgot all the important things - I will definitely be read to death by that stinky girl tomorrow, and maybe I will be given the reputation of "talking doesn't count" by the way Propaganda everywhere... Thinking of this, Xiao Yan suddenly felt that one head and two big...

He grabbed the quilt and covered his head fiercely—at this moment, Xiao Yan wished that the sky would not be bright tomorrow!

At this time, Xiao Yan, who was sleeping on his lower bunk, had already let out long and gentle breaths... Probably fell asleep?

Xiao Yan huddled under the quilt and listened carefully for a while, then thought about some messy things and scolded that dead old man countless times in his heart, before he knew it, he just fell asleep like this——

And in this chaotic situation, Xiao Yan actually had a dream.

Xiao Yan had never dreamed of this kind of dream——

In the dream, he was naked and seemed to be in a huge bed for some reason.

In the dream, he is no longer an 11-year-old kid. He is tall and big, and his skin is also a beautiful bronze-colored sporty skin. Seeing those clear and beautiful muscle lines, his shoulders are broad, and at this moment he is propping up on the bed with one hand, and between him and the bed, there seems to be someone trapped...

Xiao Yan realized that he didn't know who this person was.

All he knew was that his figure in the dream seemed to completely envelop this person, and when his hand rubbed against that person's skin, the color that was more frighteningly white than milk and the delicate texture made him wish he could spend the rest of his life. Don't take your hands away from this person's skin. In the dream, his breathing began to become heavy, and his movements became more and more irritable and rough from the gentleness at the beginning. He heard the people under him because of his touch Raven made a nice, crying sound——

Like a rabbit struggling helplessly under a tiger, it made a weak and alluring resistance.

The man's thin lips parted slightly. For some reason, Xiao Yan subconsciously felt that his lips should be sweet—to prove his idea, he leaned down and bit his lips hard without hesitation...

It is indeed sweet.

The taste is a strange kind of sweetness—this concept of "sweetness" seems to be too specific, for example, it is a bit like sweet soup.

In the dream, Xiao Yan was short of breath. For some unknown reason, the place below his lower abdomen was hot and swollen, as if the small universe was about to explode, and he wanted to find a warm and tight entrance to vent...

He began to plunder the man's lips in a random way, until the thin lips became red, swollen and bloodshot, and he even tasted blood—at the same time, his hands moved around on the man's delicate skin , almost every place was spared... His big hand rested on the man's chest, and the lower hand trampled on the protrusion on the chest without any seriousness——

Well?

It doesn't feel right.

... Well, the only regret is that the chest of this person who is pressing under Xiao Yan's body at this time can almost drive him crazy to the point of wanting to eat it alive, seems to be much flatter than he imagined...

what a pity.

... However, it doesn't matter, the arrow is on the string, so I have to send it.

Xiao Yan in the dream thought regretfully, while raising his strong and beautiful buttocks, a completely hardened place underneath began to poke and poke under that person——Xiao Yan's breathing became more and more intense. The weight got heavier, and at the same time, his hand left his chest, and began to slide all the way, past Pingtan's lower abdomen, the dense grass, and came to...

Huh?

Xiao Yan grabbed a certain fleshy thing suspiciously, squeezed it, what the hell is this?

At this time, as if he finally had a clear idea, Xiao Yan lowered his head, and when he saw clearly that what he was holding was clearly a Erliang Jun he also had, his face turned green, and he suddenly raised his head, but unexpectedly Seeing a face that made his hair stand on end——

Black hair, black eyes, and a lazy smile on the corner of his lips are so familiar.

Except... At this time, the thin lip was red and swollen embarrassingly from his biting, and there was crystal clear saliva everywhere that hadn't had time to swallow.

When he found Xiao Yan staring at him dumbfounded, the black-haired man smiled slightly and moved closer to him. His cold and tall nose was pressed against Xiao Yan's. One sentence——

"son……"

Xiao Yan: "..."

A certain morning of a certain day of a certain year.

In the young master's room of the Xiao family's mansion, on a canopy bed, an 11-year-old kid suddenly bounced off the bed—his face was horrified, and his childish face was full of signs of a collapsed outlook on life. The collapse brought about... Under the quilt, the wet feeling was very merciless and silently reminded Xiao Yan of what happened.

A sleepy, paralyzed face protruded from the side of the bed.

Xiao Yan stretched out his hand at the side of the bed, took a look at the quilt of his brother who continued to collapse, and then put it down calmly: "Oh, congratulations on growing up... Do you want to drink red bean soup?"

Xiao Yan: "..."

Xiao Yan, who had no idea what happened, stretched out his hand and patted his younger brother: "Do you want to react so strongly, it's just a dream..."

Hearing the word "chunmeng", Xiao Yan shuddered as if he had heard some urging spell. He turned his head and looked at his twin brother who was lying on the bedside and looked at him inexplicably, showing a face that looked like he could be at any time. The expression that is about to cry——

"Xiao Yan..."

"what?"

"What to do, I seem to be broken somewhere..."

"……what?"

On a certain day of a certain year, a certain month, a certain morning, Xiao Yan ushered in a completely new morning for him with a terrifying new posture.