Reborn Tiger Poison Eater

The night was getting darker, and the moon quietly disappeared behind the clouds.The ever-expanding desires scorched the body and mind, making people restless and unable to sleep.Zhuo Yang felt like a patty fried on an iron plate, exuding hot air from the inside out, tossing and turning, every rubbing of the skin almost made a hissing sound of boiling fat.

Complaining about Yan Yaoqin's unprovoked provocation was nothing more than being stubborn. He knew very well that Yan Yusi's body would only respond to men, and he began to accept Old Yan in his heart. How can it not be raging?

Thinking of a certain beautiful situation that will come sooner or later, Zhuo Yang stared at the dim ceiling with his bright eyes suddenly widened, his face flushed and his whole body hot.

In order to get rid of this embarrassing torture as soon as possible, he had to take a deep breath, and vigorously waved away the tight chest, hard abdominal muscles, strong shoulders and arms, and the smell of tobacco that made him think, forcing his own thinking Get away from that man who is full of conquest.

Starting from the memories of the old residence, he unconsciously thought of his dead mother... Zhuo Yun has been trapped under the aura of Yan Yaoqin all his life, unable to court, and then hates because of love, hurting each other, but he also has no choice but to bear the burden of sin Evil consequences... Thinking of Kang Yurou again, that woman desperately followed Yan Yaoqin's footsteps, but after all she couldn't stand at the same height as Yan Yaoqin. The two children grew up safely... and Kang Yuzhu, for the sake of hatred and resentment, deliberately wanted to occupy the position of the hostess of the Yan family, but it was this rising possessiveness that pushed herself into the abyss of eternal doom ...

These women are all pitiful. They fall in love with a man they don't understand at all. They know that the other party is stronger than they can imagine, but they are overwhelmed. They want to control and conquer, but they don't get the man's heart. Lose the opportunity to love and be loved, and even lose your life.

And the man who seems to be high above and in charge of everyone's destiny, isn't he a pitiful person?Among the Yingyingyanyans around him, how many people's love is based on extravagant hope and greed?How many people can put aside the body of Boss Yan, Mr. Yan, and head of Yan, and see the ordinary man named Yan Yaoqin underneath?

"Alas..." Zhuo Yang sighed faintly in the darkness.It wasn't until dawn that he fell into a dream with sympathy and pity for Yan Yaoqin.

So the next morning, when Yan Yaoqin walked into Zhuo Yang's room full of joy and prepared to wake him up, he saw his son hugging the quilt tightly and curled up at the corner of the bed, his brows were wrinkled in sleep, and there were two patches of gray under his eyes.

Yan Yaoqin was taken aback by this scene of exhaustion. He thought that he had other symptoms after the fever subsided last night. He immediately became nervous, ran up and called his son's name, and put his hands on the other's shoulders slightly. Shaking, trying to wake people up.

"Hmm...Old Yan..." Zhuo Yang was soundly asleep, when he was suddenly awakened by someone shaking him, he was so angry that he felt uncomfortable from head to toe.He stared at Dad with his sticky eyelids open, his mouth puckered, his brows tightened, and he looked like a doormat.

Yan Yaoqin was the least resistant to his son's expression between being coquettish and angry. He forgot even his worries in an instant, and wanted to peck his wet and moist lips.Now Zhuo Yang was completely awake, turned over and dodged, pursed his mouth, raised his foot and kicked him.But with his speed, how could he beat Yan Yaoqin? Before that foot touched the opponent's body, he was grabbed by the ankle, and with only a slight retraction, the whole person was dragged into a wide embrace. middle.

Thinking of the tormented scene last night, Zhuo Yang blushed and protested angrily: "Why are you here again!"

At this moment, "Du Du" knocked on the door, before Yan Yaoqin could react, Zhuo Yang took the lead in answering loudly: "Come in!"

Yan Yaoqin was caught off guard, and quickly loosened his restraint on his son, and in the blink of an eye, he returned to the well-dressed, upright and loving father.Zhuo Yang was amused by his behavior of transforming in an instant, shrank under the quilt and trembled, almost crying.

Being teased by his son at a very young age, Yan Yaoqin was very angry, but because he had to maintain the demeanor of the boss in front of his subordinates, he had to turn his back to the direction of the door, and aimed at Zhuo Yang with a half-smile, his expression was like some kind of beast Looking at the prey that is close at hand.

The door was opened a crack, and Ah Yi's head came in cautiously: "Mr. Yan, your call is from Lidao, the sponsor."

"Understood." Yan Yaoqin raised his hand with a serious face, signaling the other party to leave first, and he will arrive later.

When Ah Yi's footsteps went away, he returned from being a father who loved his youngest son to an oppressive suitor. A slap to the ass is about to spank.Zhuo Yang clawed at the edge of the bed with both hands and feet, trying to escape, but Yan Yaoqin grabbed his neck lightly and held him, unable to move.

Seeing the great disparity in strength, Zhuo Yang could not escape the bad luck of being taught a lesson no matter what, so Zhuo Yang had no choice but to show weakness and beg for mercy: "Old Yan, Lao Yan, I was wrong. I won't play tricks on you next time, just let me go."

Hearing this, Yan Yaoqin narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his big hand high, lowered it gently, covered the elastic part, squeezed it infinitely gently, and then, in the joy brought by the excellent hand feeling, breathed a sigh of relief. He calmed down and went downstairs to answer the phone.

For a long time, the snail Zhuoyang poked his head out carefully from the shell made of quilt, looked around, confirmed that the danger was over, bit his lower lip and played for a while, then secretly smiled silly.

While Zhuo Yang was eating breakfast, Yan Yaoqin's phone calls continued one after another.It's just that he stayed in Australia for just three days, and Li Dao had already piled up a mountain of matters waiting for him to make a decision. His subordinates had no choice but to risk disturbing the boss's leisurely travel, and asked for advice by calling overseas.

Zhuo Yang was sitting at the dining table holding a glass of milk and slowly sipping it. Looking at Yan Yaoqin's busy figure in the living room since the early morning, he couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional.The law in the world is like this, as much as you want to get, you have to pay a corresponding price in exchange.For a moment, he thought of his elder brother again, maybe Yan Yaoqin would be able to relax a bit when Yan Yuxing grew up and truly took charge of himself.But the eldest brother is only around 20 years old. Ordinary people at this age are busy playing around and dating, but he has to shoulder the fate of the entire family and the livelihoods of hundreds of people. He has twice or even several times as many people to fight wits and courage.In the final analysis, being born as a descendant of the Yan family is a seemingly beautiful thing, but it is actually extremely tragic.

Yan Yaoqin's conference call finally came to an end. As soon as he walked back to the dining table, he saw his son biting a milk cup in a daze.He had no choice but to pump out the cold milk, spread butter on the toast, handed it to his son, and said in his mouth: "Okay, silly boy, don't feel sorry for others, take care of yourself first. Really take care of you There's no way, if you're smart, you're like a little fox, but when you're stupid, you're like a little pig!"

Zhuo Yang bit the bread obediently, and suggested to his father: "Since you can't leave the other side of Lidao, why don't you go back first. There's nothing important here, I'll just stay and deal with it. If you're really worried, you can stay Get some help."

Yan Yaoqin flatly refused: "Not good. I came here just to pick you up. Who hasn't received the reason to go back first?"

Zhuo Yang is still trying to persuade people: "Why pursue these things, I will at least wait until Mr. Logan's funeral is over before leaving. Besides, I also want to try to persuade Mrs. Logan to let her go back to Lidao with us to live After all, she is a native of Lidao, so there should be some relatives and friends over there, it is much better than staying here alone."

"Don't waste your words, she won't go back. I talked with her about this topic yesterday, and she said that there are memories of her and her husband for more than ten years in this city. I know you will say that people can't live in memories forever Here, not everyone can be as open-minded as you, and some people may only have memories." Seeing his son bowed his head in silence, he added softly, "In addition, I will definitely accept Jason's funeral. I will attend with you. After all, on such an occasion, having someone by your side will make you feel better."

"Okay, Mr. Yan, you are too weak." Zhuo Yang smiled wryly, seeing that there was no one else around, he laughed at himself in a low voice, "I have even experienced my own funeral, what else can I not survive?"

Yan Yaoqin sighed softly: "Because of this, I want to stay by your side even more. I hope that from now on, I will never let you face any sad and sad things alone! And... unless I accompany you, you will not Don't fly alone on the plane."

It seems that this unexpected air crash really frightened Lao Yan.Zhuo Yang pursed his lips and smiled provocatively: "Unless you accompany? Are you Superman or Iron Man? Can you still save the crashed plane?"

Unexpectedly, Yan Yaoqin's face suddenly became serious, and he explained in a low voice: "If there is a disaster, naturally no one can run away. But at least, when death comes, he is with Ayang. That kind of loss I don't want to taste your taste again in my life, I would rather die than die."

"Why are you pretending to be a lover again! Are you playing a Qiong Yao drama?" Zhuo Yang pretended to complain, but his heart was moved. No! Old Yan, you are so much older than me, so don't drag me around then!"

Yan Yaoqin shook his head sadly with his mouth flattened, but he couldn't help but smile from the corner of his eyes: "Regret now? It's too late! Lao Yan is already stuck to you, you can't separate, you can't shake it off, you can't get rid of it If you can’t get rid of it, I’m afraid you’ll have to endure it for decades!”