Rebirth of Chopping

Chapter 37 Latest Update

Yang Qingyu has seen Yang Hao angry.

Generally, Yang Hao rarely shows obvious anger. No matter who provoked him, as long as Yang Hao doesn't want to, then you can't see how angry he is from his expressionless appearance.

But now Yang Hao obviously has no interest in suppressing his anger anymore.

He rolled up his sleeves expressionlessly, as if he was about to roll up his sleeves and beat Yang Qingyu hard.

It has to be said that Yang Qingyu has an uncontrollable sense of fear for this father in his heart. Although he knows that he is right intellectually, his intuition is telling Yang Qingyu... After angering Yang Hao, he It's best to take it easy.

"Do you hate me?" After the two were silent for a long time, Yang Hao opened his mouth. He rolled up the sleeves of his shirt neatly and looked at Yang Qingyu who was standing aside and clenched his fists.

"You still have to ask?" Gritting his teeth, Yang Qingyu said coldly, "You knew from the very beginning that the red mermaid was me."

"I know." Yang Hao said: "Then I want to ask, after I knew that mermaid was you, what did I do to you to make you hate me?"

"...You!!" Yang Qingyu was speechless all of a sudden. Yang Hao did not hurt him, and bought him back from the human who captured him at a huge price. Did not do any harm to his body.

"No, right?" Yang Hao looked at Yang Qingyu expressionlessly and said, "Yang Qingyu, you have to figure it out, I'm your father, but I don't owe you anything."

"You also know that you are my father!!" Yang Qingyu's expression collapsed: "How can you have such thoughts for me???"

"What kind of thoughts?" Yang Hao put out two words from his mouth with a half-smile, coolly: "Incest?"

Seeing Yang Hao uttering these two taboo words so easily, Yang Qingyu felt his mind explode, and the anger and fear that could not be vented made him directly rush towards Yang Hao! !

"Hmm." Being punched in the face by Yang Qingyu, Yang Hao frowned, and wrestled with Yang Qingyu without hesitation.

Yang Qingyu's height is 1.8 meters, and Yang Hao is nearly eight centimeters taller than Yang Qingyu. Although fighting and so on has nothing to do with height, the reality is... Yang Qingyu, whose mind is completely confused, was easily controlled by Yang Hao He stopped his movements, and pressed down firmly on the cold floor of the bathroom.

"Let go of me, fucking let me go!!!" His eyes were red with anger, and Yang Qingyu struggled frantically.

"..." Seeing Yang Qingyu's frenzied appearance, Yang Hao calmed down. He pressed Yang Qingyu firmly, without saying a word.

"Why the hell...why do you treat me like this..." The angry roar gradually turned into a mutter, and round pearls suddenly rolled out of Yang Qingyu's eyes: "I don't owe you anything!" ...Yang Hao, I'm fucking your seed... Is this my fault? Why do you treat me like this...Why..."

"..." The moment Yang Hao saw Yang Qingyu's tears, his expression was in a trance, but he quickly came back to his senses: "Since you look like a human, don't cry, or you will be caught as a monster." Get up, I can't help you either."

"Get lost!! I won't be your son anymore!!" Stimulated by Yang Hao's words again, Yang Qingyu began to struggle again. He turned his head and stared fiercely at Yang Hao, who was still expressionless, and roared: " You don't have to worry about me from now on!! Can I leave the Yang family!!! Is it okay for me to live alone??"

"Can you?" Looking at Yang Qingyu's appearance, Yang Hao suddenly smiled, and he put his face close to Yang Qingyu's cheek, and whispered in his ear: "Of course I can't...you have blood on your body. My blood, want to leave like this? ——No, yes, yes.”

"Then what do you want from me?? Want me to die again for you to see?" Yang Qingyu trembled angrily.

"There's no need to die." Clamping Yang Qingyu's hands above his head with one hand, Yang Hao slid his other hand along the neckline of Yang Qingyu's shirt, which was unbuttoned due to the violent action, with a smile on his face. : "If you want to pay off the debt, just stay with me all the time."

"Let go of me!! You fucking let me go... um." The angry scream was resolved in his mouth by a rough kiss. Yang Hao's kiss this time was not gentle, it was more like a kiss than a kiss. It was a kind of biting, holding the mentality of breaking the jar, and Yang Qingyu fought back with his mouth without hesitation. Anyway, it is difficult for him and Yang Hao to repair the relationship, so he might as well vent his anger according to his own will.

Blood dripped down Yang Qingyu's bitten lip onto the wet floor of the bathroom, showing a kind of abusive beauty.

The smell of blood stimulated Yang Hao even more, the hand he reached into Yang Qingyu's shirt squeezed the softness of Yang Qingyu's chest fiercely, kneading it mercilessly.

"Hmm!!" The shameful and sharp pain made Yang Qingyu want to struggle, but was suppressed by Yang Hao again. He was like a fish out of water, writhing his body non-stop.

"Huhu..." Letting go of Yang Qingyu's lips, Yang Hao stretched out his tongue and licked the blood on his lips, revealing the little prickly dimple: "Xiaoyu, you said I wanted you here today, How about it?"

"..." Yang Hao's words made Yang Qingyu straighten his body instantly, and his eyes widened in horror: "Yang Hao, you are crazy!!! I am your son!!"

"Aren't you going to leave the Yang family?" With a deep laugh, Yang Hao looked at Yang Qingyu with a strange look: "Don't you want to be my son?"

"Stop joking!" Yang Qingyu shook his head crazily, he knew that if Yang Hao really made up his mind, he really couldn't change anything.

"What are you afraid of?" Withdrawing his hand from Yang Qingyu's shirt, Yang Hao's smile was actually a bit coquettish at the moment, like a sea monster that seduces humans: "Didn't you just yell at me? Now...are you afraid?"

"Dad...don't!!" Yang Qingyu wanted to beg for mercy incoherently, his whole body was trembling: "Don't...I'm your son...Dad! Please...I know I'm wrong...don't be so right I... beg your father..."

"You are my son." Yang Hao stroked Yang Qingyu's bitten lip with his hand, saw that his hand was stained with the blood mixed with him and Yang Qingyu, and then slowly wiped the blood on his hand little by little. Lick it clean: "Your blood is mixed with my blood."

"Dad...don't..." Feeling Yang Hao's hand reaching for his jeans and trying to unbutton them, Yang Qingyu murmured in despair: "Don't do this to me...Dad...Mom...help help me……"

"..." Yang Hao's movements suddenly stopped, his whole body was like a frozen sculpture, and then he slowly raised his head to look at Yang Qingyu's desperate expression: "Xiaoyu?"

"Don't do this... Dad..." He started sobbing non-stop, Yang Qingyu was like a child who had been wronged by the sky, his hands were imprisoned above his head by Yang Hao, and he could only look up at the bathroom The snow-white ceiling in the room allowed Yang Hao to make further moves towards him.

"Xiaoyu..." Yang Hao called Yang Qingyu's name in a low voice: "Xiaoyu...my Xiaoyu..."

"Well... Dad..." Yang Qingyu responded to Yang Hao's yelling dumbly, he didn't know how to make Yang Hao stop... he didn't know if he was about to endure something that he couldn't bear.

"What should I do with you?" Yang Hao's eye circles turned red, he stopped restraining Yang Qingyu, and put his face close to Yang Qingyu's: "...why...you want...to be a mermaid?"

"Dad..." Yang Qingyu, who had completely collapsed at the moment, didn't know what Yang Hao was talking about, so he could only call Yang Hao non-stop by instinct.

"It would be great if it wasn't..." Touching Yang Qingyu's face with his hands, Yang Hao gradually returned to his usual expressionless face: "If you are not a mermaid... probably you only need to face a ruthless father, not A pervert courting you."

"..." Even though Yang Qingyu's hand was released, he was unable to struggle anymore. He lay motionless on the stiff floor, as if he had died.

"But there is no if..." Yang Hao said lightly: "How can I let you clearly know that you are a mermaid, not a human? Stop having illusions about becoming a human... Humans... can never accept aliens." .”

"..." Yang Qingyu seemed to be about to fall asleep.

"Heh..." Yang Hao lowered his head and gently touched Yang Qingyu's blood-stained lips. He gently smoothed Yang Qingyu's messy hair with his hands, and finally pressed his forehead against his forehead: "Miss your mother?"

"Mom..." Yang Qingyu murmured to himself softly: "...Mom...is dead...in...the small room...no lights...it's cold...don't take me away...Mom... ..."

"I know it's cold..." Yang Hao said, "I know...it's cold."

"But why is it like this?" Yang Qingyu looked at Yang Hao dumbly, wondering whether he was asking himself or his father: "I worked very hard, why doesn't Dad like me? Why is this happening? I really I worked so hard...I'm sorry...Mom...I'm sorry..."

"...I'm sorry." Yang Hao's apology was accompanied by an inaudible sigh: "I can't help it... I... can't help human beings... Xiaoyu..."

"..." Yang Qingyu didn't speak any more, closed his eyes quietly, and fell into the groggy darkness.

Yang Hao lifted Yang Qingyu from the cold floor, looked at Yang Qingke who was still sleeping, and finally walked out of the bedroom without saying anything.

No matter how sorry I am, no one can change what has happened. The hurt cannot be healed by being sorry, whether it is for him or Yang Qingyu.

I can't look back, so I can only go forward without stopping, even if there is hell ahead, I can't stop.

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