In the name of father

Under Xiao Yan's uncharacteristically persistent insistence, Xiao Qi had no choice but to start the car directly. Under the rain, the black Land Rover quickly slid out without a sound... The splash of water almost splashed onto the car that was holding his hand. On the man in the suit walking back with the umbrella, he paused, subconsciously frowned and looked up, but unexpectedly found that the Land Rover that was driving further and further away in his sight was clearly the car of the Patriarch of the Xiao family.

"Huh? Strange."

Could it be that Xiao Mo has already left first?

Thinking that his boss might be left hanging in the corridor to blow the cold wind, the man in the suit with an inexplicable face decided not to meddle in his own business. He grabbed the umbrella in his hand and walked towards the school. However, when he reached the corridor before , but from a distance, he saw two adult men of similar height standing on either side of a certain pillar.

One of them was a little thinner, if it wasn't Xiao Mo, who else could it be?

Looking down at the only umbrella in his hand, the doubts on the man in the suit became more obvious, and at this moment, Qin Lang, who had already been frozen impatiently, frowned and called the man in the suit by his name—name The man in the suit named A Biao hurriedly grabbed the umbrella in his hand and rushed into the corridor in two or three steps, handing the umbrella to Qin Lang, and he still couldn't help but look back at Xiao Mo when he was doing this. ——

At this time, the man's soft black hair was blown a little messy by the wind, and the hair was covered with rainwater that drifted in, as if shrouded in a hazy layer of water vapor, and a few strands of black hair stuck to the white and thin chin, partly growing... Those thin lips were unusually blood-colored.

Qin Lang lowered his head and missed the strange eyes of his bodyguards. He just threw the handkerchief in his hand into the trash can without raising his head, and asked, "Why did you just take an umbrella? Those two from the Xiao family Where's the brat?"

Qin Lang took it for granted that the person who gave the umbrella became A Biao for some reason—but in fact, the twins of the Xiao family walked so fast that they disappeared from A Biao's sight almost as soon as they left the school gate In the middle—he didn't even have time to say a word to them.

A Biao opened his mouth, and finally scratched his head dully: "But Boss, I seem to have seen just now that the Xiao family's car has already left?"

While talking, he couldn't help but use his eyes to drift away at Xiaomo——

This man is so handsome.

What A Biao didn't know was that when he said this, Qin Lang, who was standing next to him and was about to open his umbrella, was obviously stunned. The dark-haired man—the latter seemed to involuntarily frowned when he heard the weird news.

For some reason, Qin Lang suddenly felt a burst of joy in his heart, and a sarcasm smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "I was left behind again, Xiao Mo—tsk, it seems that the relationship between you and your son is not as good as you imagined Well!"

"..."

Damn it, you two dead brats, go home and watch me deduct your allowance for a month and make you cry!

Xiao Mo didn't show any hurt expression, although at this moment, he really felt that his balls were beginning to hurt.

At this moment, the expression on Xiao Mo's face paused——

Hey, right...

Suddenly thinking of what the man in front of him, holding an umbrella in his hand and happily laughing at him, did to him just now, Xiao Mo raised his head subconsciously and glanced at Qin Lang—there was a bit of natural expectation in his eyes His eyes froze the smile on the corner of Qin Lang's lips, and when he fixed his eyes, the black-haired man who was standing there was already walking towards him at a leisurely pace.

Xiao Mo stood still in front of Qin Lang, and smiled: "Then please trouble Mr. Qin."

Qin Lang raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean?"

"It's raining so hard outside," Xiao Mo said lazily, "Mr. Qin won't have the heart to just let me go out to take a taxi by myself like this? I don't have any money or my mobile phone, so I can't tell other drivers to pick me up." .”

Qin Lang narrowed his eyes slightly, but didn't answer, just turned his head in front of Xiao Mo with a sneer, and slapped open the black umbrella in his hand, which was obviously big enough for two grown men.

Xiao Mo's smile became clearer.

"I'm sorry," Qin Lang said slowly in the same lazy tone as Xiao Mo, and squinted at the man, "I'm very willing."

After finishing speaking, without even looking at the smiling face of the black-haired man beside him, he held up the black umbrella in his hand that was too big for a single person, and walked with cool and calm steps without looking back. into the rain.

Xiao Mo: "..."

The small wind was blowing, mixed with cold rain on his face, behind him, there was still the sound of little kids sitting in the warm classroom happily reading their textbooks aloud.

Xiao Mo looked at Qin Lang's back that was drifting away without any intention of turning back, and finally watched Qin Lang completely disappear from his sight - from the beginning to the end, the black-haired man remained motionless, like a statue frozen in St. Peter's Primary School In the corridor... For a long while, it seemed to Xiao Mo that a century had passed before he raised his hand and squeezed his cold earlobe.

"...Human nature."

Simply ruthless.

Subconsciously glanced at the teaching office not far away. Inside, it seemed that the director of the Political and Educational Office and the class teacher could still be vaguely seen dangling around—Xiao Mo suddenly remembered that there seemed to be heating in the teaching office... Uh, there was still heating. There is hot tea.

Some eagerly stretched his neck in the direction of the teaching office, but at the same time, Xiao Mo unfortunately remembered that it seemed that he had just put down his cruel words to him more than ten minutes ago, which made him look cold and glamourous. noble.

"..."

Now, Xiao Mo finally knows what it means to die silently.

Xiao Mo walked back and forth in the corridor tremblingly, but helplessly, it didn't have the effect of warming up at all—instead, the more he walked, the more tired and colder he walked, and he didn't know why he was reborn as a gangster in K City Life was worse than when he was a gangster before, he sighed heavily, just when Xiao Mo was about to start walking around his No.20 five-lap walk, he suddenly heard the sound of hurried footsteps.

Subconsciously raising his head, Xiao Mo saw at a glance a little angel (...) running not far from him.

The little angel's name is Xiao Qi.

At this moment, the man with facial paralysis was still paralyzed. He ran very fast, despite the fact that the umbrella on his head did not block much rain at all. When he rushed to the corridor and stood in front of the silent Xiao Mo, he was already quite a drowned chicken.

Xiao Mo didn't speak, his eyes looked from Xiao Qi's dripping hair all the way, and finally, he fixed on the unopened black umbrella in the man's hand.

Looking into Xiao Qi's eyes, Xiao Mo didn't say anything, didn't ask anything, just took the umbrella in Xiao Qi's hand, patted his shoulder and said lightly: "Go back."

In one sentence, all Xiao Qi's words of apology that had already come to his lips were blocked back.

Until one master and one servant re-seat the Land Rover, closed the car door, completely isolated the sound of the rain outside and all the cold air in another world, Xiao Mo did not speak, sat in the back seat and watched Xiao Qi busy. Houdi magically handed over a dry blanket, warm but not mouth-burning hot water, and a set of clean clothes from the passenger seat.

That size, at first glance, is Xiao Mo's.

Xiao Mo watched Xiao Qi hand over the suit, holding the hot water cup and refusing to let go, just raised his chin: "You can change it yourself."

Xiao Qi: "Master Mo..."

"You got the driver's seat wet." Xiao Mo raised his eyebrows.

His words received good results. As expected, Xiao Qi felt disgusted and soiled the car, and honestly took off his wet clothes quickly in front of Xiao Mo, and changed into that suit. Clothes that are not suitable for him - this is the second time he has worn Xiao Mo's clothes.

It was very strange, when he fastened the button on his chest that was too reluctant, but the expression on that paralyzed face couldn't help showing a smile.

After Xiao Qi got dressed, he started the car. When the Land Rover was slowly moving forward in the rain, the wipers were swinging regularly. Xiao Mo stared at the wipers going up and down as if in a daze. After a long time, he finally felt The car stopped, and I raised my eyelids to look at... er, traffic lights.

"Xiao Qi."

"Master?"

"How did you think of coming back to pick me up?"

"...Master Mo, in fact, the subordinates are just worried about coming back to take a look." Xiao Qi didn't take credit for saying disgusting things, but said honestly, "I always feel that the Patriarch of the Qin family is not a good thing, and he may not be able to be as good as you are." Send Master Mo home safely as Eldest Young Master said."

"..."

"Master?" Xiao Qi heard that there was no movement behind him, and he thought he had said something wrong, so he couldn't help but glance back - but just this glance made him see the man sitting in the back seat. A pair of unusually bright pupils hidden in the shadows.

"Well, well done."

Xiao Qi only heard such an emotionless voice coming from the shadow.

……

When Xiao Mo walked into the house, he was still full of anger, and his anger was already so strong that he was going to add fines and deduct the pocket money of the cheap son of the guardian for the entire winter.

He was even ready to go to war as soon as he set foot in the house.

When Xiao Mo rushed into the living room with a murderous look on his head full of rain, the bear boy Xiao Yan was sitting cross-legged on the sofa with his tongue biting his tongue and playing with his PSP. He was very excited. He probably heard Xiao Mo's footsteps. Yan subconsciously took the time to raise his eyelids and glanced at him, but this glance made Xiao Yan turn on the game console in his hand as if he had seen a ghost, his eyebrows almost flew to his forehead, and he stared wide He glanced at his father in surprise and said, "Old man, why did you get so wet? Could it be that Qin Lang is driving a convertible today?"

Xiao Mo: "..."

Open up your sister!

I was almost forced to drive 11 home by the two of you brothers! ! ! !

How dare you still have the face to sit here, drink tea and play PSP - you still don't want to roll over and kneel down to accept God's lightning strike! ! ! !

"Xiao Yan, you are so stupid."

Xiao Yan, who was sitting on the sofa next to him, glanced at Xiao Mo who was full of resentment without haste. This glance was exceptionally sharper than Xiao Yan, who only had Xiao Mo in his eyes. Xiao Qi, the elder brother of the twins suddenly smiled, "Didn't Qin Lang send you back?"

"You asked Xiao Qi to drive back first?" Xiao Mo frowned, but did not answer Xiao Yan's question.

"Yeah," Xiao Yan was still smiling, and he tilted his head seemingly harmlessly, "I thought you would be happier with this—for example, if Qin Lang is willing to send you off, you can stop by Qin's house for the night."

Xiao Mo: "..."

ha?

In a word, everyone in the living room reacted differently——

Xiao Qi who was tidying up the dripping black umbrella visibly paused; Xiao Mo stood on the spot with his face covered in confusion by the thunder and fell silent in the wind; the one who reacted the most was Xiao Yan, who seemed like a monkey from He sprang up on the sofa, stepped on the coffee table with one foot, looked down at Xiao Mo, and roared aggressively like a machine gun: "Spend the night? What kind of night? Why? Spend the night with whom?! Hey old man , you actually want to spend the night with someone surnamed Qin - are you fucking crazy! Can't Xiao Qi satisfy you?!"

But at this time, as the instigator of this frenzy, Xiao Yan himself only said "I'm sleepy, go to bed and don't call me for dinner", then turned around neatly, and returned to himself with graceful steps. s room.

But at this moment, in Xiao Mo's ear, a certain brat was still yelling vigorously——

"Qin Lang's face is not good at first glance, you want to spend the night with him because your brain is sick!!!!!! Hey, old man, you are talking, explaining, answering me—"