Reborn Tiger Poison Eater

Yan Yaoqin's embrace was as warm and stable as ever, his arms were full and powerful, easily carrying a little weight of his son, and the stretched back was as stiff and smooth as a sculpture.With every movement, the skin and the clothing are slightly rubbed, and the mellow smell of tobacco mixed with cologne permeates...

It is the male hormone atmosphere full of fatal temptation unique to mature men, which makes people fascinated and imaginative.Zhuo Yang's brain was groggy, and he couldn't tell whether the scorching temperature of his body came from fever, or from the unspeakable agitation in his heart.

Up to now, he has let go of all guards, no longer resists physical contact with Yan Yaoqin, and no longer avoids the instinctive reaction caused by being close to Yan Yaoqin.

There is always a kind of confidence in his heart, and he feels that no matter how much vulnerability he shows, that person will not dislike him, even if he puts on a peaceful look to be served, that person will not be bored in the slightest.Even if you never give anything in return, that person will still give you the most sincere and tenacious love.

I don't know which sentence I saw in a bad romance drama - when you try to maintain a perfect side in front of a person, it means that you really love him; When the bad side is shown in front of you, it means that he is worthy of your love and trust, and can bring you a happy life.

Perhaps Yan Yaoqin was not a pure father-son relationship at the beginning.Get rid of the pretense that you think you are smart, get rid of the competitive spirit of secretly comparing yourself with Yu Xing Yu Si's brothers, and get rid of the grudges about the lack of fatherly love in childhood. What is left is not the desire and admiration of a weak person for a strong person?Isn't it a man's longing and pursuit of another man?

After experiencing death, rebirth, separation, and reunion, to come to this point, is it God's will or man's will?

At the moment when his consciousness gradually lost, Zhuo Yang told himself firmly, don't worry about anything, as long as you follow your own heart is enough...

I slept soundly this time, and when I opened my eyes, the night outside the window was already dark, and there were little stars twinkling under the sky.The whole street fell into sleep and was silent.

A small table lamp was lit by the head of the bed, the lampshade was pulled down very low, and the light spread softly, coating the whole room with a thick and sweet dark yellow tone like honey.

Yan Yaoqin rested his elbows on the bedside table, leaned on his head and neck, closed his eyes, but sat upright.Zhuo Yang really wanted to take a good look at the rare sleeping face of a man without anyone knowing.Unexpectedly, as soon as his eyes fell on the other person's face, the person's eyelids suddenly opened, and his sharp gaze met him.

Zhuo Yang was startled, and wanted to close his eyes and pretend to be asleep, but it was too late, so he could only sneer and ask, "Do you have eyes on your forehead?"

"Yeah, it's specially grown to look at you." Yan Yaoqin responded with his mouth, his body was already covered up, and he stretched out his hand to reach his son's forehead. Seeing that the temperature had dropped a lot, his face finally eased, but his brows were still frowning.

Zhuo Yang himself also felt his body relaxed, his head no longer throbbing and throbbing, and there was no other discomfort except for slight dizziness.There was medical tape on the back of his hand, it seemed that he had been given a fever-reducing injection, and there was still a faint smell of alcohol in the air.Looking at Yan Yaoqin's nervous look, he couldn't help blaming the other party for making a fuss out of a molehill: "It's just a fever, and it's not a serious problem. You stay up all night like this, even I can't stand it."

"I'm afraid that you won't see me when you wake up..." Yan Yaoqin blurted out, and quickly realized that something was wrong with his words, and he was a bit self-indulgent, so he quickly changed his words, "...I'm afraid that if you need anything, you won't be able to get help .They looked at me with concern."

Seeing that Zhuo Yang didn't say anything else, he himself became embarrassed instead, and quickly found an excuse: "You're awake anyway, I'll help you get a cup of hot milk, I haven't eaten all night." Then he couldn't help but hide Room.

While warming the milk, Yan Yaoqin quickly smoked a cigarette.Ah Yi, who was guarding downstairs, came over and asked if he needed help, but he waved his hand away irritably.When he returned with the milk, Zhuo Yang had already sat up, wrapped himself tightly in a quilt, and leaned on the bed in a daze.

Yan Yaoqin stuffed the cup into his son's hand, thought for a long time, and said in a muffled voice: "Ayang, you said you wanted to go back to Lidao, I...I'm really happy, even happier than being the head of the Yan family at the age of 22 Many times. But I also know that I shouldn't be so selfish, and I can't just keep you by my side just because I love you and miss you." His eyes dodged, and his heart couldn't help being sour, "That will make you meet All kinds of unpredictable dangers will hurt you, and there is no guarantee that one day, the horrible scene in the Ten Days Gallery will reappear...so I think, maybe...staying in Melbourne is the best choice for you .”

The room was surprisingly quiet all of a sudden, Zhuo Yang's fingers lightly brushed the rim of the cup, making a greasy creaking sound.

"Old Yan, a person like you who is used to big scenes like you should be good at ballroom dancing, right?" Zhuo Yang asked suddenly, facing Yan Yaoqin's puzzled face, he smiled lightly, "Just Like a ballroom dance, go round and round, you take one step forward, I take a step back, I take a step forward, but you take another step back, if this continues, the two will never be able to get together. Why bother?"

Yan Yaoqin opened his mouth wide in astonishment: "You...you mean...you want to come together with me and are you willing to accept me?"

Zhuo Yang did not give an affirmative answer, but drank the milk slowly, stuffed the cup back to Yan Yaoqin, twisted and shrank into the bed like a big caterpillar, and then said with a smile: "The ones you are afraid of , It’s not necessary. Even if you stay away from kidnapping, assault, and assassination, you will still encounter air crashes, car accidents, fires... Maybe even after falling asleep one night, you will suddenly have an asthma attack, and you will suffocate to death silently .”

Seeing that Yan Yaoqin was eager to interrupt his ominous speculation, Zhuo Yang shook his head slightly, signaling the other party to calm down and get restless.He went on to say: "People will die, it's just a matter of time. If you always look forward and backward in order to live a few more days, stop moving forward, and miss the opportunity to pursue ideals and happiness, then what is the life for asking for more? What's the point? Isn't what we have to do, when death comes, when we look back, don't we regret it because we escaped and missed it?"

"But I, am I what you call... happiness?" Yan Yaoqin couldn't believe his ears, let alone his thinking. He was afraid that his understanding would be biased and he might misunderstand the meaning of his son's words.

Zhuo Yang smiled brighter, the corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a mouthful of neat white teeth: "I don't know if you are the one who can bring me happiness, I don't have the ability to predict. But now Come on, you seem to have what it takes. So I thought...why not give you a chance?"

Yan Yaoqin couldn't help shaking his head, his eyes were jumping back and forth in mid-air, with an unbelievable smirk on his face.His smile came from the heart, and he couldn't hide it. His mouth was wide open, which was not much better than crying.If it wasn't for Zhuo Yang being ill and unable to catch a cold, he would almost cheer him up and throw him into the sky.

After giggling for 10 minutes, Yan Yaoqin recovered from the sudden joy, and explored nervously: "You are really courageous, and you are not afraid that once you fall in love with me, you will be treated as a fool if you give me a chance. A monster that has no regard for human relations?"

Zhuo Yang raised his brows high, cast a slanting glance, and teased with a smile: "Okay, Lao Yan, don't make such a thing as a thief shouting after a thief. If you say 'disregarding human relations', you hooked up with me first. Even if I want to go to hell, I will always have you on my shoulders, so what are you afraid of? Besides... I may not have a crush on you, an old guy."

"Obviously you hooked me up first!" Yan Yaoqin retorted seriously, like a child bickering, "The first time we met, at Zhuo Yun's bedside, no matter how vicious and resentful she said, you always smiled , smiling calmly. Was that for me to laugh at? You see, it started from then on."

Zhuo Yang was taken aback: "Yes, looking back, my biggest wish at that time was that you could like me. All my efforts were for this purpose." There was a trace of sadness on his face, but there was Quickly relieved, he sighed and said slowly, "You see, my birth was not by your will, and you didn't know about it. I can't decide my birth, let alone choose. So...we don't even know it. Under the circumstances of agreeing, he was forced to become a father and son. You used to have no father-son relationship with me at all, and I may not be innocent to you. In this way, what is incompatible with the laws of nature, what is the worldly human relationship, it is simply... ...shit!"

"Ha!" Yan Yaoqin applauded with high fives, "Ayang, just for this bullshit, I want to have a toast with you!"

Zhuo Yang smiled helplessly: "What you need now is not a toast, but a good rest!"

"I listen to you!" Yan Yaoqin laughed heartily.

Helping Zhuo Yang straighten the pillow, shake the quilt, and after his son adjusted to the most comfortable position and closed his eyes, Yan Yaoqin turned off the light by the bed, and reluctantly walked towards the door.After taking two steps, he stopped again, turned around and came to the bed, leaned over and pressed a light kiss on Zhuo Yang's forehead. Not satisfied, he pecked the cold tip of his nose again, still not satisfied, and finally clicked softly imperceptibly. It touched the corner of Zhuo Yang's lips, and then he was satisfied, and retreated lightly.

Zhuo Yang didn't speak, didn't dodge, and didn't open his eyes.Just enjoying these tender loves in the dark, enjoying the tingling feeling brought by the hot nose brushing over the cheeks, enjoying the sweet taste of the soft lips kissing the skin... the smile blooms like a flower, silently.

There was an inexplicable warm current steaming from his lower body, filling his young body little by little.From the heart to the fingers to the tips of the hair, every pore, every cell is agitated.He gently put his hand into the inside of the pajamas, trying to suppress a certain part of the arousal, but when he touched it, it brought a burst of pain...

Zhuo Yang gritted his teeth and cursed secretly: "Yan Yaoqin, you did it on purpose, don't you know that adolescents can't be provoked..."