In the name of father

When Xiao Mo and Xiao Yan returned home, the hour hand on the wall had already pointed to the number "2", and there was no one in the living room. Xiao Yan never liked staying up late, so he probably had already washed up and went to bed by now.Sitting on the locomotive all night, everything around him suddenly quieted down when he got home, Xiao Mo felt a little tired, at least he sat down on the soft sofa and didn't want to stand up again.

As soon as the man sat down firmly, Xiao Yan also fell beside him like a dead pig. The young man was lying on his back, arrogantly occupying two-thirds of the area, and the amber pupils were still shining with unsatisfactory excitement. .

For a while, neither father nor son spoke, and fell into their own contemplation.

a long time.

"...How about it, Dad."

Xiao Yan turned over and moved closer to the black-haired man who was only a fist away from him. Those beautiful eyes almost merged with the dim light in the living room—the young man lowered his voice. When he spoke, The scorching breath from the breath almost sprayed on Xiao Mo's lips: "Are you feeling good tonight?"

Xiao Mo did not back down, and lazily cast a sideways glance at his son, that handsome face was infinitely magnified in his eyes, and the amber pupils were full of desperation and fear that even the boy himself hadn't noticed. Expectation—like a puppy waiting for praise... The man paused for a moment, then realized that he seemed to have scolded himself in the analogy, raised the corners of his lips and reached out to rub the uninjured side of Xiao Yan's head indiscriminately : "Save this kind of words to your future women."

"I don't need you to teach me how to coax a woman," Xiao Yan stretched out his hand relentlessly. Surprisingly, the palm of this 15-year-old boy could almost completely clasp Xiao Mo's arm in his palm. He dragged Xiao Mo Pulling towards himself, "Don't fool me, just answer if you ask me, are you happy or not?"

Xiao Mo: "...It's strange to answer my son with such words."

"What are you afraid of?" Xiao Yan chuckled, because he was too close, Xiao Mo couldn't see the expression on his face, "I don't despise you."

Xiao Mo stopped talking, and finally heard from the mouth of the devil incarnation that the other party said that he didn't dislike him. Xiao Mo was not sure if he should express his feelings well... He pulled away a little. With the distance from Xiao Yan, he moved his lips, and was about to say something to fool him, at this moment, he felt the phone in his pocket rang, and the monotonous ringtone made both father and son startled.

Xiao Yan frowned slightly, and was about to let Xiao Mo leave him alone, but before he was born to ask, Xiao Mo had already taken out the phone from his pocket, looked at the screen, it was an unfamiliar number.

Xiao Yan also came over to take a look, then raised his eyebrows: "Hang up?"

Xiao Mo pushed his son's face away with one hand expressionlessly, glanced at him and pressed the connect button. He gave a feed, and then heard Qin Lang's voice from the other side of the phone without any surprise. After losing his beloved car, Qin Lang is indeed a master of masters when it comes to pretending to be elegant——

"Mo, your son ruined my new car tonight."

The man's voice was low and hoarse, even with obvious sneering tone.

Xiao Mo cast a sideways glance at Xiao Yan, and the pretty young man sitting beside him seemed to sense something different in this contemptuous squint, and a smirk appeared on the corner of his lips, and Xiao Yan moved Coming up, one hand hooked dishonestly around his father's waist, and his ear was also close to the other side of Xiao Mo's cell phone that was loosely placed next to his ear - this time, Xiao Mo didn't push him away.

"Qin Lang, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately," Xiao Mo lazily replied, "My son was grounded at home after a fight two days ago, how could he run out and destroy your car?"

The man's obvious protection made Xiao Yan's face show a satisfied expression. He chuckled softly, bent down and pulled out a pencil and note paper from under the coffee table, lowered his head and wrote something on the paper, handed it Show it to Xiao Mo.

Xiao Mo took a moment to look down, and then saw the content that made the corners of his lips twitch: [I have repaired cars in a shop surnamed Qin. 】

Xiao Mo: "..."

Xiao Yan took the note back, tore off the top one, and wrote another sentence quickly, this time: [In the entire city of K, there is only one Harley of my model. 】

"..." I know that this guy has been cheating for 300 years.

【Originally, if he didn't know who blew up his car, why did I go there myself? =3=] This time, I also added a disgusting kaomoji.

"..." Xiao Mo snatched the pen from Xiao Yan's hand, hurriedly wrote two large characters [Get Out] on it, threw the pen back to the bear child, then rolled Xiao Yan's eyes forcefully, and pushed away the sticky note in front of him On the other hand, Qin Lang on the other side of the phone didn't stalk him, he just smiled and asked if he was going to hell tonight.

Although Xiao Mo was very happy that this guy's car turned into a pile of scrap metal, he still asked out of humanitarianism: "It's fine if the car is destroyed and everyone is fine. Where are you now?"

"The hospital, it's just a small injury, just scratched skin." Qin Lang replied in a calm voice, and he didn't even ask why Xiao Mo knew that he was near the car at that time - what is the truth of the matter now? It's an unspoken fact.

At this moment, Qin Lang, who was in the hospital, lazily crossed his legs and watched his subordinates walk up and down in front of him with tense expressions, while his real patient was rolling his arms up high without changing his face. The arm with a huge and hideous wound exposed on the sleeve let the little nurse sew stitches on him, and when he said, "It's just scratched the skin", the little nurse seemed to look up at him in a little surprise. When what looked down at her silently, the little girl who had just graduated from school turned pale and immediately lowered her head obediently and continued to treat the wound for him with shaking hands...

At this time, the boss in the southern district of K City was still talking on the phone without changing his face, and he was still in the mood to joke: "Master Mo, 500 million, my car has turned into a pile of scrap metal before it has time to get a license plate, you I said earlier that your appearance fee is so expensive, I might really consider changing an actor."

"What are you talking about?" Here, Xiao Mo said lazily without changing his expression, "What are you talking about, twenty-five million? I can't even understand what you are talking about."

"A lot of my places have been smashed tonight, otherwise I wouldn't go out tonight." Qin Lang changed the subject of the phone, speaking with ease as if he wasn't talking about his own places, "Don't tell me this You don't know anything either."

Xiao Mo was stunned for a moment, he subconsciously turned his head and looked at Xiao Yan, who shrugged his shoulders to express that he didn't know anything.

But Xiao Mo's instant silence was enough to make Qin Lang on the other end of the phone laugh, the man's laughter was full of sarcasm and disdain: "The life is very good, Mo, you don't have to think about anything while lying at home. When something happens, there will be a bunch of people scrambling to help you out. First, my yard was smashed, and then my car was burned. Why do I always feel that someone is more like someone than a coincidence? Planning this series of things to dig a hole and wait for me to jump down?"

"I'm sorry, my IQ may not be as high as you imagined," Xiao Mo chuckled, "I sympathize with your car being burned, but it's late at night, and you shouldn't come here if you want comfort If there's nothing wrong with me, I'll—"

"Xiao Mo, are you wearing a white T-shirt tonight?"

"..." Xiao Mo lowered his head and glanced at his white T-shirt. When Xiao Yan silently opened his mouth and showed a mocking expression, the man said blankly, "I didn't go out tonight. I'm wearing a Nightgown."

"..." On the other side of the phone, the boss from the Southern District just chuckled, and then said in a joking tone, "Is there nothing under the nightgown?"

Xiao Mo didn't answer Qin Lang, because the man had hung up the phone decisively at this time.

But this does not prevent Xiao Yan, who has been putting his head on the other side of his phone, to hear Qin Lang's words clearly. Seeing his father calmly put the phone into his pocket, after a long while, he said in a daze as if possessed, "Dad, is it really okay for you to recruit men like this?"

"Of course it's not good." Xiao Mo glanced at his son inexplicably, not knowing why this guy was crazy, "but this kind of person doesn't need to worry about him, the more he cares about him, the more energetic he will be."

"You haven't paid attention to him for three years," Xiao Yan leaned closer again, and at some point, his hands quietly climbed up his father's waist again, and his long legs raised Erlang's legs loosely. There was a playful smile on the corner of the second young master's lips, "It turned out that he kissed him all over last night."

"That was an accident." Xiao Mo pushed Xiao Yan, but failed to push him away—at first he wanted to throw him out, but then he thought that the guy still had a wound on his head, so the man finally took his hand back abruptly .

"What about Xiao Qi?"

"bodyguard."

"Nothing else?"

"Are you very interested in your dad's relationship history?" Xiao Mo raised his eyebrows.

But at this time, Xiao Yan's chin was resting on the man's shoulder, and he looked at Xiao Mo with slightly raised eyes, exuding a dangerous aura all over his body: "Old man, don't you understand? Seeing you messing around with a man will affect his physical and mental health and outlook..."

Xiao Mo was too lazy to listen to his nonsense, pushed him away, stood up and straightened his clothes, turned around and saw Xiao Yan looking at him with a smile, every pore on his body looked like a big hooligan should have... …Thinking of the older son upstairs who might have fallen asleep obediently in his pajamas, and comparing it to the younger son of the runaway who would drag his father out for racing in the middle of the night, Xiao Mo fell silent.

I can't figure out how the same feeding and the same education can finally produce such a difference from one world to another.

Pursing his lips, Xiao Mo was about to turn around and leave, but was stopped by Xiao Yan at this moment. At this moment, the second young master of the Xiao family was still lying on the sofa in the posture that he was pushed away before, and he smiled at Xiao Mo. He beckoned.

Xiao Mo walked over helplessly, and bent slightly to hear what the hell was going on with this guy, but unexpectedly, at this time, he was fifteen years old, the youngest son of the Hunshi Demon King who was in the second stage of youth, and suddenly raised his long arms to hook him His neck, pulling him down hard——

chirp.

Xiao Mo: "..."

Counting the previous life together, Xiao Mo said that it was the first time in his almost 30 years of life that he was kissed so purely by a person of the same sex.

And kiss so loudly.

Xiao Mo was shocked.

But at this moment, the culprit lay back on the sofa, the smile on the corner of his lips almost cracked below his earlobe, and he said joyfully, "Kiss good night."

Xiao Mo: "...In the past 15 years, I never knew this was still popular in our family."

"It's been popular for a long time," Xiao Yan lied without changing his face, "It's just that it's not for you."

Silently imagining that the twin brothers hugged each other before going to bed every night, Xiao Mo got goosebumps all over his body, and silently felt that it was a good thing he didn't have his share——

Being tweeted like this, the lethality is definitely more shocking than being kissed by Qin Lang. The latter can be regarded as being bitten by a dog. Now that his son has such a loving kiss...Happiness comes too fast, Xiao Mo said that he has not done it yet. Get ready... Even if you give him another seven or eight years, he still won't be ready.

When Xiao Mo turned around and walked upstairs, his footsteps were still a little wobbly.

However, the moment the man pushed open the door, he couldn't help but be tainted by the quiet atmosphere inside, so that his heartbeat, which had been slightly faster, calmed down.The plush slippers barely made a sound when they stepped on the floor, but when Xiao Mo saw the gently undulating small uphill bump on his bed, he still couldn't help but lighten his footsteps.

He undressed as quietly as possible, almost tiptoeing into the bathroom.

However, when Xiao Mo came out of the bathroom, he still regretted to find that the originally dark bedside was lit at this moment, and Xiao Yan was sitting by the bedside lazily rubbing his eyes, as if he heard the man pulling away. The sound of the door coming out, Xiao Yan raised his head and gave his father a vague smile——

"Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up." Xiao Mo stopped wiping his hair, paused and said.

"It's okay," Xiao Yan smiled softly, "I'm a light sleeper...how is tonight, is it fun?"

"...Xiao Yan took me to drag racing," Xiao Mo thought for a while, and felt that Xiao Yan, an older brother, must know that brat's plan, so he said, "It's still too messy, don't do it next time, it's very dangerous. "

"I didn't join him, so don't teach me." Xiao Yan said, but there was not much resistance in his tone. At this moment, his amber pupils became slightly more awake than before. He was looking up and down at the black-haired man in a bathrobe not far away, "Then are you injured?"

Xiao Mo said: "No, your brother drives fairly steadily."

"Well, he's bought that car for a long time. Recently, when he goes out at night, he goes racing with his friends, but he promises to pay attention to safety." Xiao Yan replied casually.

The eldest son's words made Xiao Mo, the father, have the illusion that the dragon chair of "parents" has changed hands. Just as he was about to answer something, at this time, Xiao Mo found that there was still a cup of tea in Xiao Yan's hand. Steaming milk... At this time, the young master of the Xiao family seemed to sense Xiao Mo's gaze. He followed his father's gaze to look at his hand, and then fixed his gaze on the steaming milk. On the milk cup, he gently stretched out his hand and pushed the cup with his fingertips. Xiao Yan said in a voice that could not hear the slightest emotion: "Come and drink the milk before going to sleep."

The tone is undeniable.

Xiao Mo was stunned for a moment, he didn't have the habit of drinking before going to bed, but thinking that the housekeeper was already asleep, this glass of milk might be made by Xiao Yan when he was taking a bath, and he didn't want to refuse it. ——So the man stepped forward, picked up the cup, the temperature from his fingertips reminded him of Xiao Yan's goodnight kiss before he went upstairs...

Damn it, did I travel to another parallel world that emphasizes fatherly kindness and filial piety tonight?

My son has suddenly turned into a caring little padded jacket, I will be overwhelmed...

While slandering, the man raised his head under Xiao Yan's persistent gaze and obediently drank the glass of milk, put down the glass and rinsed his mouth again, then Xiao Mo climbed back on the bed, and when he and Xiao Yan exchanged good night, the man once He hesitated for a moment whether to ask the eldest son about the "good night kiss" before, but after thinking about it, he might be asking for trouble again——

so what?Everyone has clearly said that they will not take you to play in the past ten years!

Thinking of this, Xiao Mo suddenly curled his lips feeling bored, and got into the bed—probably because he was very tired tonight, as soon as his head touched the pillow, he fell into a deep sleep almost immediately past...

However, what the man didn't expect was that he actually had a dream under such a tired situation, and it was an extremely real dream——

This dream probably started when he was half asleep.

At first, he felt as if he was pressed by a ghost, and wanted to turn over but couldn't. Then, it seemed that the quilt that was originally covering his body was lifted by someone... This feeling was very real, and Xiao Mo could even feel that he was being pushed by the outside. The cold air made goosebumps all over his body, but then, he felt a little different——

Someone was approaching him, and that person pressed gently on his body in such a majestic manner, one of his hands sneaked into the hem of his nightgown dishonestly, the scorching palms were almost insane. Ambiguously, slowly and patiently rubbing the tenderest piece of skin on his inner thigh...

In the dream, Xiao Mo felt that his hair was almost standing on end.

Over the years, he has been very restrained in a certain aspect—even if he can't hold it in occasionally, that is, he can release it casually when he takes a shower.

So this unknown person's touch almost made him react immediately.

This is a spring dream.

Xiao Mo told himself.

At this moment, Xiao Mo felt that the whole body of that person was pressed against him—his body was as hot as his palms, and he touched every inch of Xiao Mo's skin with both hands without restraint, and he was still in time. He rubbed his buttocks viciously, and treated him like a woman, playing with his chest bumps. The strength of that person was so strong that it almost hurt Xiao Mo, but the other person seemed to be the pain in his stomach. Like a roundworm, he suddenly stopped his strength at the edge that was about to hurt him, and became gentle again...

As if he got tired of playing for a while, the man's lips pressed against him. At first, he hesitated, but the soft and moist lips landed on the corner of Xiao Mo's eyes, but soon, it was as if Completely breaking free from any restraints, countless kisses fell like raindrops—and finally stayed on his lips.

The other party gently pinched his jaw with one hand and pulled it down, so that his body was completely out of Xiao Mo's control. His lips opened to accept his invasion without hindrance, and the slippery tip of his tongue patiently licked Xiao Mo's. Lips, teeth, every corner of his mouth...

At this moment, Xiao Mo only felt that this kind of feeling was really beyond the scope of Chunmeng...

So real.

Xiao Mo wanted to open his eyes, trying to get rid of this terrible dream, but, as if the person in the dream really seemed to guess his intention, he let out a deep laugh beside his ear, with a hint of With a creepy determination to win, when he laughed, all the scorching breath sprayed on Xiao Mo's cheeks——

Then, as if to punish him, the other party entangled the tip of his tongue, and the kiss suddenly became violent and rough. Xiao Mo, who had never experienced such a thing before, wondered why he could dream of such detailed details, And in the dream, he was almost breathless from being kissed!

The other party also put his hand into his underwear, and when the scorching hand covered the organ that had already reacted between Xiao Mo's legs, the man could clearly feel his body twitching nervously—— It's like the feeling of falling from a high altitude when dreaming on weekdays, but it's also this feeling that makes Xiao Mo feel that the reflection of his lower body has become clearer...

The man pushed Xiao Mo's legs away and asked him to pose in a posture that would make people blush even he would not even dare to think about it. The man pulled off his underwear, exposing his organs to the other party's scorching gaze. Underneath—you could vaguely feel the temperature of the air conditioner in the room, but at this moment, Xiao Mo began to regret his behavior of deliberately turning up the temperature before going to bed—

……too hot.

His blood vessels are almost boiling, and the heat has been transmitted to the heart. The temperature that is almost scalding makes his heart make a terrible beating sound under the chest—but the next second, the other party's actions As if to make Xiao Mo's heart stop beating.

He felt the familiar scorching breath spraying on his thighs, and before Xiao Mo could react what it meant, he immediately felt that his organs seemed to be wrapped by something warm and moist...

Something soft and silky brushed gently over the front of his organ...

Unable to bear this stimulation any longer, Xiao Mo finally let out a muffled snort between his heavier and heavier breaths——

It's more like an invitation than a rejection.

The man's hand didn't stop. When he gently helped Xiao Mo solve the individual problem of the lower body that was about to explode, his hand kept rubbing gently on the man's leg as if teasing him. At the same time, he cooperated with his hands The movements on the lips, the other party's lips and tongue are trying to please the black-haired man as much as possible, he swallows him deeply...

Until Xiao Mo let out a moan from the depths of his throat, which was similar to a sigh and sob, and finally released it completely in his dream...