In the name of father

Xiao Mo got up very late the next day, he thought it was probably because of the spring dream last night that hurt his vitality—forgive him, old man, I haven’t been so excited for a long time... the only thing that deserves the comfort of a man now What's more, when he opened his eyes, he found that the world was still his grandfather's world, the pajamas were still on his grandfather's body, and the underwear was still the same as his uncle remembered that he put it on with his own hands after taking a shower last night The pair of underwear... Although it was stained with some suspicious liquid, it was completely "stained" within the scope of understanding.

This is a good start - Xiao Mo comforted himself so much.

Xiao Mo happily lifted the quilt and looked at his thighs—as expected, there was no trace of the thighs pinched and pinched by the person in the dream last night.

It really was just a dream.

That's it.

Xiao Mo's mood was so relaxed and happy that he almost flew up, and put the quilt back on his body again. He turned around and looked at Xiao Yan who was leaning on the bed and reading a book——

At this moment, his eldest son was looking at him curiously: "Dad, what are you doing?"

"It's nothing, it's hot in the quilt, I'll disperse the heat." Xiao Mo opened his eyes and said nonsense.

"Oh," Xiao Yan nodded, then turned his attention back to the book on his lap, and asked absent-mindedly, "Do you want to ask the housekeeper to turn down the air conditioner?"

"Huh? No need."

Xiao Mo leaned over curiously to look at the book in Xiao Yan's hand. This time, the man found that his eldest son was holding a book about speeches. He didn't know why Xiao Yan wanted to read this, but just when When he wanted to ask aloud to express his father's concern for his son, Xiao Yan took the initiative to turn around, his books were spread out on his lap, but he stretched out a hand to hang Xiao Mo down very naturally. The soft forehead hair that came down to cover the eyes was gently lifted up, "Dad," Xiao Yan whispered in his characteristic indifferent voice, "You missed the breakfast time, do you feel sick to your stomach?"

"En?" Xiao Mo yawned, "It's okay, I didn't sleep well last night, so I got up late—"

Xiao Mo suddenly stopped talking in the middle of his words, because he found a trace of hesitation on his eldest son's face... as if, giving people a feeling that the young master of the Xiao family is very embarrassed at this moment. It's the same as a certain topic mentioned by Mo - the expression on Xiao Yan's face made Xiao Mo's heart skip a beat for no reason.

"Son, uh," the laziness of the moment when he just got up was swept away, Xiao Mo sat up almost pissing on his buttocks, raised his hand and squeezed his earlobe heavily, "Last night, I had Didn't do anything weird..."

Xiao Mo saw Xiao Yan's long and thick eyelashes, which were as beautiful as butterfly wings, trembled slightly: "...Dad."

Xiao Mo found that it was difficult for him not to let out his nervous emotions, so he just responded from the depths of his throat: "En?"

Xiao Yan closed the book and turned to face him. With the sun behind his back, the young man said condescendingly with his sacred and beautiful face, "I think it's better for you to find a woman to vent your anger."

[System] Xiao Yan launched an attack on you.

Xiao Yan: "We are both men and your son, I don't care too much about you hugging me at night..."

[System] Xiao Yan attacked you critically.

Xiao Yan: "But can you restrain yourself a little and don't use too much force? You pinched me a bit, and you accidentally pressed my wound."

[System] Xiao Yan has performed a critical attack on you, and you have been seriously injured. Click YES to confirm the release of your soul.

Xiao Mo: "..."

God.

let me die.

Right now.

At this moment, Xiao Mo's heart was like being trampled by ten thousand elephants crazily——

He couldn't believe it, Xiao Mo thought that after he was reborn, he would do his best to be a good father, he would not find a stepmother for his son, he would not find a young mother for his son, and he would walk straight and straight among thousands of flowers and live without even touching himself. On the road, he was determined to be his golden Xiao Lao Wu... but he never expected that his first life's fame would fall short the day after his son finally (what's wrong) slept in the same bed with him.

He did this to his son!

He did that to his son!

He actually did this to his son! ! ! ! ! ! !

Sin, how can a good boy like Xiao Yan who only knows how to read can bear this kind of dark adult world! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

If this causes the child not to raise the child in the future or simply bends it, he will go to hell after death, and the ancestors of the Xiao family will directly use the atomic bomb to blow it into a hornet's nest! ! ! !

At this moment, under Xiao Mo's expressionless calmness was a crying heart. He sat up straight and looked at Xiao Yan's face solemnly. When Mou looked at him curiously, the man's mood became heavier. He raised his hand and wiped his face, and tried his best to speak in a calm voice: "I'm sorry, Xiao Yan, I promise I won't do this next time... …No, it should be said, I don’t know why I suddenly had such a dream, and I can’t guarantee that there is something wrong with me and I won’t do it again next time. It just so happens that your wound should heal a little. To be on the safe side, You'd better go back to sleep."

Xiao Yan: "..."

Xiao Mo: "?"

At this time, the black-haired man was surprised to find that the eldest son sitting in front of him was expressionless from the very beginning with a hint of curiosity, accompanied by his almost thought-like words, which seemed to slow down due to some dissatisfaction. Xiao Yan frowned, Xiao Yan didn't answer Xiao Mo immediately, but just stared at him in a daze—it wasn't until Xiao Mo stood up and sang the national anthem vividly that he heard Xiao Yan's voice——

Xiao Yan said, "No."

Xiao Mo: "...Huh?"

"You pressed on my wound last night." Xiao Yan frowned, looking very troubled, "So today the wound started to hurt again, if you don't tell me, I don't want to mention it so as not to make you feel guilty, But you actually want to drive me away."

In Xiao Mo's ears, the last sentence sounded very similar to "You actually want to treat me all the time", and the black-haired man who made up his mind was messed up in the wind for a while, and at a certain moment after he was in a dilemma. I feel even more like a beast——

However, what Xiao Mo didn't expect was that Xiao Yan's slightly frowning brows relaxed at this time, and that beautiful face showed a smile-like expression, and the man heard his son's gentle voice He heard--

"Don't take it to heart, as long as you don't drive me away, I won't complain to you about the pain of the wound."

As Xiao Yan said, he quietly covered the back of Xiao Mo's hand on his knee, then paused, staring into Xiao Mo's eyes, and added: "It doesn't matter what happened last night. "

Xiao Mo: "..."

I don't know why, at this moment, Xiao Mo actually has the illusion that the other party is threatening him.

But Xiao Mo knew that this was definitely just an illusion—the one in front of him now was Xiao Yan, the only normal person in the Xiao family who could make a name for himself, a top student from No.18 Middle School in K City, and the darling in the eyes of the teacher. , a good role model in the eyes of classmates... How could such a good student threaten his father?Thinking about it this way, Xiao Mo felt that it was really unkind of him to speculate about his son's behavior randomly.

So he really nodded, saying yes, no problem, he couldn't hold back his mouth, under the gaze of those amber pupils, he almost said the terrible words "You can live as long as you want" come out.

Xiao Mo felt that he might have been hit by something like a head drop, otherwise how could he have been caught in a series of outrageous actions since the last time he had a friction with Qin Lang in Ye Wu, first he ran away with his youngest son Going out to play bombs in the middle of the night, lying on the bed just after getting home, being dishonest and attacking his eldest son...

Xiao Mo felt a headache, it seemed to be a tiny bit different from the perfect life plan he had originally set for himself.

At this moment, Xiao Yan pushed the door and walked in - this guy never knew how to write the word knock when he entered the door, unless the door was locked in advance, then he might express his desire to come in with a smash Feeling.

The second young master of the Xiao family walked in swaggeringly, and at the first sight he saw his brother's hand on his father's paw—and the latter was still staring blankly, as if he didn't notice this detail at all.

Xiao Yan was silent for a while, walked behind Xiao Mo, relied on his own strength to hook up with his father, and directly grabbed his father's armpit and dragged him back—this is a very ridiculous move. When he came to his senses, he was dragged halfway across the bed by his youngest son like a huge doll——

"What are you doing!" Xiao Mo shook off Xiao Yan, "If you have something to say, don't move your hands."

Xiao Yan honestly let go of his hand, but stood at the edge of the bed with his hips akimbo condescendingly looking down at his father: "Old man, have you eaten gunpowder?"

"I've eaten explosives." Xiao Mo turned his head expressionlessly, looking at Xiao Yan, "I almost forgot to ask you last night, where did you get the explosives you used to blow up Qin Lang's car?"

"I made it." This time, it was Xiao Yan who spoke, and when Xiao Mo looked back at him in shock, Xiao Yan said in a very calm tone, "The recipe is very simple, but it's a little troublesome to start the system. It took an afternoon to get it right."

Xiao Mo: "..." So what happened yesterday afternoon when I fell asleep?

Xiao Yan clicked his tongue impatiently: "That's right, my brother also deserves credit, but I was the one who did it myself."

Xiao Mo: "...I don't seem to show that I want to praise you at all, do I?"

Xiao Yan: "Huh? No."

Xiao Mo: "...Then why are you taking credit for yourself—you are still high school students, where did you get the materials?"

Xiao Yan: "Let Gao Yang help us get it from your ammunition warehouse."

Xiao Mo: "..."

Xiao Yan: "How is it?"

Xiao Mo: "It's not very good."

Xiao Yan snorted, then suddenly lowered his body, propped his hands on Xiao Mo's sides, approached the man's neck like a big dog and smelled it, then frowned slightly, at an angle that Xiao Mo couldn't see The second young master of the Xiao family cast a strange glance at Xiao Yan, who was sitting behind Xiao Mo with a paralyzed face all the time—but after just looking at each other, he didn't say anything, just stood up, frowning Said: "Old man, I'm going out to play basketball, so I don't need to stay for dinner."

"You have a bad head, what kind of basketball do you play?"

"I don't need to play basketball with my head." Xiao Yan gave Xiao Mo an absurd look, "Next season's high school league is about to start, and in the first game, I will meet the hard bone of No. [-] Middle School. Although I am here, but Because the rest of the team are still ordinary people after all, so it is safe to train the strong."

"...What do you mean by 'after all, you're still an ordinary person'? Are you a superman? Why aren't you wearing underwear?" Xiao Mo couldn't understand what he was feeding Xiao Yan to make the child so confident.

"Old man, I found that you really have the ability to annoy people." Xiao Yan stood up a little bit, and suddenly stretched out his hand to pinch the man's chin. "The match is next Wednesday, do you want to come and see it?"

Huh?

Xiao Mo was stunned for a moment—he had to admit that this seemed to be the first time Xiao Yan had invited him to participate in his activities at such a young age. Damn it's so rare!

...Although this guy now looks like he regrets saying it.

But Xiao Mo still nodded.

Therefore, Xiao Yan was a little surprised when he saw the man nodding his head. During the day, he rarely saw Xiao Mo leave the Xiao family mansion, and he did not expect him to agree—but since he agreed, he couldn't say that you still don't want to come. The second young master of the family murmured vaguely from his throat, then patted his buttocks and stood up, squinting at the black-haired man: "Then I went out for training?"

Xiao Mo: "Get out of here, I have a headache just looking at you."

Xiao Yan raised his chin: "Xiao Yan has the same face as me."

"..." Xiao Mo said in great pain, "Get lost together."