Crossflow

5 minutes ago.

"Master is back!"

Tao Fengche didn't take his iconic Maybach today, but chose a relatively low-key car, and the comfort level naturally decreased.He got out of the car exhausted, said goodbye to the bodyguards, moved his stiff neck a little, and then made eye contact with the servant standing at the door.

The expression on the latter's face can be described as ecstatic. She raised her voice, her voice was too high-pitched, as if she was about to burst out of excitement, and Tao Fengche thought something was wrong.

But he was really tired today, his mind was dull, like an overrunning machine.He was not in the mood to chat with the servants, he nodded casually, and then stood on the porch and began to change his slippers, thinking about explaining to Xu Song first, and then discussing how to tell Sui Yuesheng what happened tonight.

"Where's Uncle Xu?" he asked.

"In the living room." After the servant answered, he looked around cautiously, lowered his voice, and said in a low voice, "President Sui has also returned, and is now with Butler Xu."

It’s over.

Tao Fengche's whole body froze, the sense of impending death enveloped him tightly, and even gave him the urge to run away.

All the pre-made plans were in vain. Tao Fengche's mind was in a mess like a ball of wool scratched by a cat. He couldn't make up his mind at all, but he was still clear about one thing - the fire-breathing humanoid Tyrannosaurus Rex Mr. Sui, probably watching him intently in the living room, holding a long ruler in his hand, ready to beat him up when he sees him.

The Tao family has a long history and naturally has family laws.

The ruler made of high-quality red sandalwood has been handed down for hundreds of years, and it is almost always covered with a layer of old blood. Even Tao Zhixing was often smoked by his father with this thing when he was young.

But Tao Fengche had never suffered this kind of treatment.

In Tao Zhixing's words, after being drawn by the ruler, he knew how painful it was to hit someone. He had always doted on his youngest son, and he couldn't bear to use it to beat Tao Fengche.Since the ruler was passed into his hands, it has been placed in the ancestral hall. Even when he was most angry with his son, he just invited it out of the ancestral hall, held it in his hand and waved it threateningly.

...But now that the head of the Tao family is Sui Yuesheng, it is estimated that he will not be able to escape the pain of flesh and blood today.

Tao Fengche knew he was wrong, so he blew the cold wind at the door for a long time, and finally prepared himself mentally. He closed his eyes and turned his mind, and walked to the living room, but he didn't expect that the one who greeted him was not the ready-made Sui Yuesheng. , but a lonely figure on the sofa.

Sui Yuesheng didn't change his clothes when he came back from the banquet, he didn't even take off the square diamond cufflinks, the well-tailored suit outlined his thin figure.

The lights in the living room were bright, Sui Yuesheng sat on the sofa with his head slightly lowered, his shoulders were as straight as a bamboo, and he was so beautiful that he could almost pull him onto the runway for a catwalk, but Tao Fengche felt that he was so beautiful. Narrow, lined by the luxurious mahogany sofa, it looks more and more alone, so thin that it can be hugged in the arms.

After hearing the movement, Sui Yuesheng looked over, his gray-blue eyes were at a loss, Tao Fengche's heart stopped beating for a moment, and his whole organ suddenly turned into a big immature green skin Lemon, the sour juice replaced the blood, filled the blood vessels in an instant, and then spread all the way to the limbs, making him so sad that he couldn't breathe.

...Why do you show such an expression?

Who made you so sad?

How could that person be willing? !

Tao Fengche thought blankly.

In the next second, Sui Yuesheng's eyes widened slightly, as if a fire was ignited in his eyes suddenly, the ice and snow melted in an instant, and his whole body became extremely alive, like a nine-day fairy falling into the mortal world.

The living room of the Tao family is very large, Sui Yuesheng is sitting on the sofa, Tao Fengche is standing at the door, there is a long distance between them, but Tao Fengche clearly sees himself in Sui Yuesheng's eyes reflection.

……Is it me?

Am I making you so sad?

Self-blame turned into a sharp sword, piercing down from the top of his head, nailing Tao Fengche to the spot, making him unable to move.He was sure that Sui Yuesheng saw the blood on his body, because the latter stood up, and the worry in his eyes was almost overflowing——

But there was no fury as he expected, no harsh admonition, and no ruler.

Tao Fengche's lips moved slightly.

He swallowed the dry phrase "Haha brother, what a coincidence, didn't you go to the dinner party? Why did you come back so early?" He swallowed it all by intuition, and said a cryptic sentence that seemed a bit coquettish. Complain: "Brother, I almost shot someone today."

As soon as these words came out, let alone Sui Yuesheng, even Tao Fengche himself was stunned for a moment.

——Why did you unknowingly speak out what was in your heart? !

He has always wanted to act like a mature alpha in front of Sui Yuesheng, and because of this, he secretly acted behind the latter's back, hoping to take credit for it.

In the end, it was all right, with thirteen simple words, all the previous efforts were in vain, and the character image suddenly turned into a little kid who sniffed his nose after returning home, crying and looking for adults to act like a spoiled child.

It didn't match the maturity and stability that Tao Fengche had expected.

He was so annoyed that if there was a crack in the floor, he would dig a hole with the shovel and bury himself in it, only to come out when the embarrassment that had made him so mortified was over.

Quickly think of a reason to prevaricate this sentence!

Tao Fengche kept ordering himself, but his brain had completely fallen into a shutdown state, his lips couldn't be controlled, and roots had grown on the soles of his feet, so he could only watch helplessly as Sui Yuesheng completely digested the words just now.

But Sui Yuesheng's next actions greatly exceeded Tao Fengche's expectations.

He didn't say anything, but stepped forward suddenly, gave Tao Fengche a tight hug, and filled the hole in his heart tightly.

Tao Fengche knows better than anyone how serious Sui Yuesheng's obsession with cleanliness is, but at this moment, the latter seems to have changed his temperament suddenly, and he doesn't mind his spotless suit being stained with blood: "Did someone bully you?" ?”

Those words were so gentle that honey wine was almost flowing, Tao Fengche was almost drunk to the point of unconsciousness inside, but Sui Yuesheng still felt that it wasn't enough, so he stretched out his hand and patted him on the head.

Tao Zhixing doesn't believe in gods, and even Tao Fengche is an atheist, but at this moment he actually began to look forward to the existence of gods, so that he could kneel down and pray to the gods and Buddhas in the sky, asking him to extend this moment infinitely , until the end of his life.

Tao Fengche shook his head desperately, then sniffled his nose fiercely, trying to restrain the sourness welling up from the tip of his nose that made him want to cry, but it was completely useless.

At the same time that tears wet Sui Yuesheng's shoulders, Tao Fengche seemed to smell the cloyingly sweet lychee fragrance again in a trance, which made him faint.

This even defeated his urge to cry, the lacrimal glands were no longer diligently producing tears, Tao Fengche tried to sniff his nose to smell, but again he could only smell the incense on Sui Yuesheng's clothes.

——Tao Fengche's grandma believes in Buddhism, Xu Song was brought out by her old man, and has an old-fashioned style, and he still asks the servants of Tao's family to smoke their clothes with incense one by one, and when they are very close Smell a faint sandalwood.

Obviously they used the same spice, but Tao Fengche always felt that the incense on Sui Yuesheng's clothes smelled better than his own.

The aroma of lychees does not exist at the tip of his nose, but only in his brain, which has haunted him for ten years and has kept him unable to escape.

Tao Fengche didn't speak, and Sui Yuesheng didn't move either, allowing Tao Fengche to reach out and hug him back.

After a while, Tao Fengche suddenly realized that Sui Yuesheng was actually wearing very thin clothes.

The suit he was wearing was prepared for the dinner party, and the fabric was not thick. The weather in Jingpu became cooler after autumn, and Sui Yuesheng hurt his bottom when he was young, so his hands and feet were cold in winter. Tao Fengche discovered it when he was eight years old. For this reason, from time to time, I used my own hand to pull his hand, or burrowed into his arms—anyway, he was born with a strong temper, which was as hot as a small human-shaped heater.

Maybe it was because of fear of the cold, or maybe it was because Tao Fengche was still a child, and Sui Yuesheng never pushed him away.

But in the blink of an eye after ten years, Tao Fengche is no longer an eight-year-old child after all, and with such thoughts about Sui Yuesheng, those intimacy actions in his childhood seemed a little out of date and were no longer suitable for him.

He wanted to persuade Sui Yuesheng to add more clothes, but he couldn't bear to break free from this hug, at the time when heaven and man were fighting, Sui Yuesheng spoke first.

"You wear too little, didn't Uncle Xu tell you to wear more?" he said while patting Tao Fengche's back lightly.

It was only then that Tao Fengche realized that he was wearing short sleeves, and he had been confronting Liu Tianlei in the air-conditioned room for a long time. On the way back, he was distracted and was blowing directly at the air outlet of the car. The psychological preparation, in fact, is also cold.

But hugging with Sui Yuesheng, he only felt satisfied and appropriate to the extreme, so he only felt hot, not cold.

"Well."

Tao Fengche snorted and took it as an answer, Sui Yuesheng didn't speak any more, just hugged him tighter in silence, as if he wanted to warm him with his own body temperature.

"Don't be afraid." Sui Yuesheng said.

After ten years of separation, thanks to Xu Song's punctual delivery of information all year round, Sui Yuesheng, even though he is abroad, still knows Tao Fengche's experience well-let alone murder, Tao Fengche's muzzle is basically fine Aligned with living things.

Sui Yuesheng still clearly remembers the panic when he shot someone for the first time, as well as the instant desire to vomit, and the heavy psychological burden.

He forcibly suppressed all this, so that no one could see any clues, but when he returned to the room alone, the scene of brains mixed with blood bursting in front of his eyes was still replaying in his mind, he endured and endured, In the end, he rushed to the toilet and vomited while holding it.

It took him a long time to recover, and he didn't want Tao Fengche to suffer as much as he did then.

Wouldn't it make him feel better to give him a hug and tell him he was company?Sui Yuesheng guessed so.

Because when he was throwing up and shaking all over, he also wanted a hug very much.

He naturally took Tao Fengche's slight trembling as fear.

But in fact, Tao Fengche is a little embarrassed now.

Sui Yuesheng's body was as cold as a piece of ice, but the adolescent alpha who had just realized that he was in love with him was hugging his sweetheart, but it felt like he was hugging a handful of boiling magma, which made him feel hot all over, and even... Almost hard.