In the name of father

After breakfast, Xiao Yan still suggested that it would be better for them to take a taxi there, but Xiao Mo insisted that they must take a motorcycle, as if the bad reason he said when he came here in the morning, "the weather is nice and I want to enjoy the wind" is true... Under the insistence of the man, Xiao Yan didn't say anything but frowned. After Xiao Yan glanced at him, he turned and went into his room. When he came out again, the second young master of the Xiao family was holding two safety helmets— ——One red and one black, they were the two the man had seen before, Xiao Yan handed him the red one.

Xiao Mo took it, and when Xiao Yan was squatting at the door to change his shoes, the man stood behind him and reminded: "Isn't your safety helmet the red one?"

At this moment, the second young master of the Xiao family was sitting in the porch with his back facing him, putting on his shoes. The man couldn't see his expression, but only knew that his youngest son's hands paused for a moment, and then he turned around. He gave the man a slightly impatient and indifferent look: "Aren't they all the same? Or do you think there is a difference?"

"I'm an older person who still prefers black."

Xiao Yan twisted his head back, Xiao Mo thought that this guy would just ignore him, who knew that when he stood up, he reached out and took the red safety helmet from Xiao Mo's arms, and then put it in his hand. The black one was stuffed to him, and in the process, he seemed to be very dissatisfied and muttered, "It's not that you have to live with it for the rest of your life, so there are so many problems."

"..." The man lowered his head to look at the black safety helmet in his hand, and slightly raised the corners of his lips.

"Smiling so stupidly for whom?" The young man who had already walked to the door put his hands in his pockets and looked back at the man impatiently, "Didn't you say that you want to patrol the venue? Are you going to leave or not?"

Xiao Mo nodded and followed. Before leaving, the man subconsciously turned his head and glanced at the other twin who was sitting quietly. He had his back to the light, and half of his face was hidden in the pale golden sunlight of the morning. Among them, but Xiao Mo can be sure without any doubt that the boy on the sofa never took his eyes off them.

Not even for a second.

……

The man waited patiently for his son to push the motorcycle out of the garage. It was the same Harley he saw last time, probably because it was newly painted or maintained, or because it was the first time in the Seeing this locomotive under the sunlight during the day, the whole locomotive glowed with a cold and eye-catching metallic luster under the low-temperature sunlight in the early morning. It was the first time Xiao Mo noticed that the locomotive was being pushed out quietly. It is also filled with the same unruly wildness as its master.

"What are you laughing at?" The boy pushing the cart narrowed his eyes slightly and asked dangerously.

"This car looks like you." Xiao Mo said.

"...you are like a locomotive." The handsome young man rolled his eyes a little unbearably, and sat up with his long legs in a very familiar posture. After talking, he patted the back seat, "Let's go, wear you well safety helmet."

Xiao Mo obeyed very obediently, and after he sat down firmly, the man even took the initiative to approach his son with interest, and he heard a slight "bang" sound from the helmets on both heads because of his approach , and then he sounded a little dull because his voice was covered by the windshield: "Xiao Yan, you ride so well, have you ever thought about teaching your brother how to ride?"

juvenile:"……"

Xiao Mo: "Huh?"

Through the helmet, the man vaguely saw the boy sitting in front of him squinting his amber pupils. He seemed to be a bit annoyed and turned his head to give him a sideways glance. He started the locomotive directly. Finally, the person in the driver's seat looked a little impatiently at the man in the rearview mirror under Xiao Mo's persistent questioning, and said, "He can do it himself, I don't need to teach him."

"..."

"Or do you think my brother can do nothing but study?"

Xiao Mo laughed so hard in his heart.

But he still narrowed his eyes slightly to hide the smile in his eyes: "Isn't it?"

"are you an idiot?"

Xiao Mo said "Oh" contentedly, not caring whether the other party was scolding him or not. Under the cover of the helmet, the man silently raised the corners of his lips, supported his son's waist with both hands, and patted him lightly. Pai signaled that he was ready to start—as if he had long been impatient to maintain such a posture for chatting, the locomotive flew out like an arrow off the string the first time Xiao Mo asked to start!

The car drove very fast along the way, the sound of the engine and the sound of the wind suppressed all Xiao Mo's desire to talk to his son - but the other party seemed to know exactly where he was going, and asked along the way I didn't ask any questions and drove the car directly to Yewu. It took a full four or ten minutes from the west district to the north district, which was more than 10 minutes faster than Xiao Mo's private car. No. 20 minutes, the heavy locomotive and A beautiful tail flick stably crossed the gate of the largest comprehensive entertainment venue in K City.

When Xiao Mo got out of the car, he still felt a little erratic, and he even wondered if his son wanted to drive so fast on purpose——

"Next time, don't drive so fast," the man took off the helmet and handed it to his expressionless son, saying calmly, "It's not safe to drive too fast."

"If you're afraid of death, ride on four wheels. No one forced you to ride in my car. You made a fuss about it." The other party took the helmet without even looking at it, and threw it to the management on duty at Yewu who hurried up. Floor, the other party took it in trepidation, a high-level executive of a good entertainment place was suddenly regarded by the young master of the Xiao family as the parking boy——

The other party even looked back unconsciously because of the weird conversation between the Xiao family father and son, as if he couldn't connect the man who looked at him quietly and gracefully smiling at him with the image of "rolling on the ground and wanting to ride a heavy locomotive".

It wasn't until the Xiao family boy asked fiercely, "Look at the fart", that he suddenly turned his head back.

The young master of the Xiao family uttered a tongue-smacking sound that was very playful, and gave the other party a mocking sideways look.

At this moment, Xiao Mo has walked into the largest place under the Xiao family with his son side by side - Ye Wu's basement and second floors are 24-hour KV and casino, Xiao Mo has to say Although his son seems to be very busy all day long, they really know their father very well - at the end of every month, Xiao Mo will indeed come to Ye Wu to check the income ledger of various venues for this month Habit.

Xiao Mo's office is set up on the third floor, which was specially moved here after he was reborn. The man likes to deal with big and small things in his office at the end of every month, but he rarely comes here—— On weekdays, even if it is to patrol the venue, it is really just a "patrol". As the name suggests, it is done by walking around——

The stay is also to go directly to the third floor to watch black market boxing.

In the past, Xiao Mo's office was on the second floor. Although the sound insulation effect of the VIP box was very good, when Xiao Mo thought that he was working hard here, there might be a couple of men and women having sex across a wall, he felt completely It's going to be bad—compared to papapa, the sound of bells and drums from the boxing gym and the sound of insults and cheers from the guests made him feel more at ease.

The father and son walked around the casino side by side - even at the supposedly sluggish time just after dawn, you can basically see guests at every gaming table, unlike the crowds at the prime time at night, where people hang out in twos and threes Talking loudly, occasionally people will walk quietly, the casino is non-smoking, the whole environment looks very good, Xiao Mo is very satisfied——

When he first took over the Xiao family's place, Ye Wu's casino was still smoke-free. At that time, the casino was full of smog, and even the wallpaper was smoky. After the rebirth, Xiao Mo waited for two years to get acquainted with the Xiao family. After the business, the entire casino was refurbished from the inside out with a swipe of a pen. Facts have proved that customers did not stop patronizing because of the "no smoking" rule. On the contrary, the Yewu underground casino used to be only It can be regarded as an additional entertainment project for customers who need it. Now because of the good business, it has become one of the main sources of income for Night Dance.

The daily turnover can even compete with the formal medium-sized casino under Xiao Mo.

Xiao Mo walked around the casino, and when he went in, he exchanged the cash in his hand for a few chips and handed it to his son - originally he just wanted to let him play casually, anyway, winning or losing is his own, who knows that the Xiao family who is proud The young master's eyes are very poisonous, and there is no time when the basic chips can't be taken back after throwing them down - it seems that he felt the half-praise and half-shocked eyes from his father, and the young man looked a little proud and lazily threw him a blank look: "Mathematical probability ,understand?"

Xiao Mo didn't understand.

So it took him 10 minutes to lose all of his son's stack of chips.

"In the future, if you want to run away from home, remember not to go into the casino," Mo Ye, who stood in front of the gaming table and lost his last chip, felt his son sticking to his back, and said in a very ironic tone, "I'm afraid you will lose even your underwear." Lose."

"Why did I run away from home?" Xiao Mo rolled his lips and asked lazily leaning against the gaming table without pushing the other party away.

As if sensing the man's joking tone, the young man standing behind him paused for a while, and three seconds later, Xiao Mo felt the body that was tightly clinging to his move away slightly, and then sneered: "Because I think it's like You can do something."

After watching the casino, Xiao's father and son came down to the third floor of Yewu under the guidance of the manager on duty. Xiao Mo didn't know if this was the first time his son came to his office. Anyway, the other party looked around generously, He didn't mean to be reserved at all, and when passing by the boxing gym, he even poked his head in to take a look - even if it was non-business hours, the air in the boxing gym was not very good, and Xiao Mo could clearly see the young man in the gym. After retracting his head, his brows never loosened.

"Wouldn't Ye Wu be quieter and give you a place to work in a slightly more normal environment?"

Seeing the man calmly sitting down on the armchair and starting to check the accounts, the young master of the Xiao family showed a dissatisfied expression.

"What's wrong here?" Xiao Mo was pouring water into his pen seriously, "I think the environment here is good."

"The second I put my head into the boxing gym, I almost thought I was going to die here." The young master of the Xiao family reluctantly snatched the ink bottle and the pen in his father's hand, absorbed water skillfully, and used a paper towel Wipe off the ink around the pen, assemble it, and hand it to the man silently. Seeing the man take the pen honestly and try it, the boy raised his head and stared at his father with his amber pupils. , said in an unhurried tone, "Or do you just like this place where the smell of sweat and blood is mixed?"

"Huh?" The man flipped through this month's account book and began to reconcile the accounts without looking up, and asked absently, "Why do you ask that?"

"Just a random question," the young master of the Xiao family stretched out his long hand, pulled a chair over to the man and sat down, "If you say you like it, I'll say you're 'disgusting like a coyote', if you say no Like, I'll let them in right now and tear down your office."

Xiao Mo: "..."

Today, the young man who made up his mind not to let his father work at ease saw that the other party ignored him, and stretched out two fingers reluctantly, pinching the man's pale jaw towards himself with a hint of capriciousness. pull the pull -

The man turned his head and looked directly at the amber pupils of the boy who put his head on the back of the chair, which looked extremely serious.

Xiao Mo raised his eyebrows.

The teenager smiled lazily: "How is it?"

With his chin still in his son's hand, Xiao Mo said calmly, "The answer is that I'm too lazy to talk to you."

"It's so cold." The young man narrowed his eyes slightly, and the thumb that had pinched the man's jaw unconsciously climbed up to the man's thin lips and rubbed it. After looking at him for a while, he said slowly in a slightly hoarse tone, "Mr. Dad, let's go to bed."