Breeding Code

.This child is simply made of water.

These days, he has been hiding and hiding, knowing that he can't hide from the child Lu Bishi touched, but now he is obedient and doesn't choose to avoid it very much. He cried pitifully, "I want my daddy."

Lu Bishi raised his eyebrows slightly. No matter how good-tempered he is, he can't stand his precious son thinking about a thief as his own father all day long: "You are not allowed to say these words in the future. If not..."

"Daddy, Daddy..." The parrot hanging on the wooden shelf next to Hua imitated the child's words.

Lu Bishi signaled the maid to move the bird stand over.

This bird was originally sent to Lu Junjian for fun.Children like gadgets, and Lu Junjian is no exception.

Lu Bishi touched the bird's emerald green feathers, stopped three inches from the bird's neck, and suddenly exerted force with his fingertips. With a slight "crack", the bird's mouth was half opened, its head drooped, and it could no longer make a sound.

Lu Bishi threw the bird on the ground, and washed his hands in the water basin brought up by the maid.Only then did he say to the stunned Lu Junjian: "Disobedient children are the most annoying."

Although they had only been together for a few days, they watched the living bird suddenly cling to the ground limply.Lu Jun saw the watery teardrops rolling in his eyes, dripping down his face.

Birds on the ground were swept away.

Lu Bishi softened his voice and said to his son: "You have only had one father, and that is me. Do you still remember your name?"

The child's lips twitched: "... See you."

"That's right, after dinner, Daddy will teach you to write, learn to write your name first." Lu Bishi smiled kindly.

The child lowered his head.

He knows people's wishes and looks at faces. Although the education in the past few years has not been satisfactory, he is still a smart child.Lu Bishi thought with satisfaction.

Seeing Lu Jun slowly digging out a bowl of rice, his father had already eaten three bowls of rice and drank a bowl of soup.

After washing up and serving tea, the servant girls moved the dishes and stepped back in order.Over there, the Four Treasures of the Study have been placed.

Lu Junjian is 15 years old. He has been lost since he was four and a half years old, and has been under the protection of Niu Da for 11 years.In the past 11 years, apart from relying on Niu Da's selfish desires, he has not learned a single word.Because I don't have contact with outsiders, and even have a half-knowledge of world affairs, I am completely blank.

Lu Bishi was aware of this, and first took the picture book to enlighten his son, told Lu Junjian stories with the pictures on the pages, and taught him to write some simple characters.

Lu Jun saw that he was quite intelligent, although his handwriting was crooked, but during the day when Lu Bi was away, he was bored and read through the books, so he took a pen and learned to trace the patterns in the book, which was somewhat similar.

Lu Bishi was very happy. He planned to invite his son not only an enlightened character teacher, but also someone who could write piano, chess, calligraphy and painting and was proficient in the six arts.However, before Qingfang Pavilion welcomes outsiders, it must first change its son's cowardly and timid character. At least he must fully realize his identity and call him daddy on his own initiative.

The son's misbehavior is attributed to the lack of contact between father and son.Lu Bishi worked overtime these few days to make arrangements for the turnover of outside business, and deliberately set aside more than ten days to teach his son himself.

That night, Lu Bishi held his son's hand, sat at the desk and wrote "Lu Junjian" stroke by stroke. When Lu Bishi let go of his hand, the child could write in a decent way. Lu Bishi felt that It's okay to stop.

It was late at night.The tired child lowered his head slightly, his eyes were hazy, and he could only write by inertia.

Lu Bishi smiled, and asked the maid to serve the two of them to bed.The night wind was heavy outside, Lu Bishi did not leave Qingfang Pavilion to go to his own room, so as not to disturb the servants, he tidied up hastily and rested in his son's room.

The brocade curtains in the room were put down, and the maids stepped back, only the candlesticks on the table were flickering dim yellow lights.

Lu Bishi half leaned against the bedside with a book in his hand to read it.His son was wrapped in another small quilt, and he was as round as a rice dumpling, motionless, and his head was about to get in and out of sight.

Lu Bishi observed it amusedly, worried that his son was not breathing well, so he stretched out his hand to pull his quilt.Unexpectedly, as soon as the hand reached in, it was covered by two warm little hands.

"Daddy..." A muffled voice came out from under the blanket.

Lu Bishi put down the book and touched his son's head with his free hand, pulling him out of the deep bed.

Seeing that Lu Jun opened his confused eyes dimly and closed them again, he leaned into Lu Bishi's arms, calling "Daddy" from time to time.

How did Lu Bishi know that the daddy his son called was not this daddy.He thought his son was afraid of the dark, so he indulged his small body into his big quilt, and stuck it into his fiery arms.

A night without words.

21. There is an error in the string shock

Lu Junjian woke up early in the morning in the arms of a man.The habit of sleeping on the same bed with others since childhood has obviously been deeply ingrained. Now it is a different person, and he also relies on the warmth of hugging in his sleep.

It's just that people have different faces.

The boy raised his head, frowned, and carefully identified.Not his daddy.

I was so sad that I was about to cry again.

Daddy doesn't want him anymore.

Lu Bishi was woken up by the child's sobbing low cry, and when he opened his eyes, he saw his son's pitiful face with red eyes and red nose. "Too unpromising." The five words immediately appeared on Lu Bishi's forehead.

Lu Bishi couldn't help sighing, he held his son under the armpit with his big hand, and raised it up to the front of his face.His forehead was against his forehead, his nose was pointing at his nose, and he said helplessly: "How can I teach you well?"

Lu Junjian blinked his wet eyelashes, sucked his nose, and bit his lip.

Lu Bishi rubbed his son and said, "Get up. I'll be with you these few days."

Children are the most caring animals, and Lu Junjian's attention was easily coaxed away by his own father who devoted himself to designing him.Accompanied day and night, the child loosened his guard, this person treats him well.Although he was not afraid anymore, in Lu Junjian's heart, he didn't regard Lu Bishi as his own father. Although he called him father at Lu Bishi's request, in the child's heart, he was a good-looking and strange uncle.

Accompany him to draw pictures, teach him to write, tell him stories, and take him out to ride horses and walk in the courtyard and mountains in his spare time.

Although the son didn't run away like his mother, Lu Bishi hoped that his son would at least look like an upright man on the inside.

He has already figured out in his heart that in addition to asking Mr. Shu, he also needs to ask his son a teacher who can teach martial arts.

Although Lu Junjian was timid and autistic, he was very smart and good at remembering. When Lu Bishi taught him to read, he was willing to sit quietly and read after Lu Bishi over and over again without understanding the meaning.

It's just that the father and son often sit face to face, one sitting on the other's lap.Learning to write seriously, after a few hours, the snacks and fruits were moved to the desk, writing a word to reward a bite of sweets.

The son is soft and cute, and Lu Bishi is comfortable holding him, so he wants to make him fatter, so that he will be rich if he looks fat and white.

Although Niu Da treated Lu Junjian well, his family was poor, so there were various seasonal fruits and snacks brought up by Lu's family in different ways.The child is greedy, eats and drinks enough, and laughs in Lu Bishi's arms.

Lu Bishi didn't bring his concubine Ji over, but the maids who were close to him were originally housekeepers. After staying with his son for a few days, they chose night servants to live outside Qingfang Pavilion.

Unexpectedly, when night fell, before he had fully enjoyed himself, he heard the servants report that the young master was crying so hard that he dared not sleep alone.

Lu Bishi didn't want to talk about it, and the person who came to report said that the young master was about to faint from crying.

Lu Bishi had no choice but to put on his coat naked, and led the way back to Qingfang Pavilion under the guidance of the servants who held the lamps.

Still at the door, when he heard the sound of gasping for tears from inside, Lu Bi became restless from restlessness, and finally felt pity.

When I opened the tent and went in, my son was indeed pear blossoms with rain, and his eyes were swollen.

"Why? The eldest son of my Lu family is so timid?" Lu Bishi stood in front of the bed with folded arms, looking at his son's miserable appearance.

Lu Junjian sniffed and whispered, "There are cats."

"Ok?"

"A cat is meowing." The child murmured, "Ghost crying..."

Lu Bishi frowned: "Who told you that ghost crying has anything to do with meowing cats?" He listened, and he seemed to hear a cat meowing for spring. This deserted and quiet place has always had a lot of wild cats. Adults are not afraid, but now a child lives here and is frightened. No wonder.

Thinking of this, Lu Bishi opened the door again and went out to order his servants to chase the cat away.When he returned to the inner room and sat on the bed, he brought the dampness of the cold night.

The child moved towards him pitifully, opened his dark eyes, and called softly, "Daddy..."

Lu Bishi looked at his son's cat-like expression and smiled.Take people into your arms.

The child voluntarily obeyed and sat down firmly. When he sat down, his buttocks just pressed on Lu Bishi's baby.He had done half of it, left Mei Jiao Niang, and came out with anger, although the anger has subsided now, but when touching the soft and gentle villain, the anger that has not been completely vented is still thriving and painful.

The son didn't seem to notice, his red face, sweet body, and restless buttocks were leaning against his arms defenselessly.

A fire burned.

Lu Bishi's face was flushed, and his arms around his son were also stiff. He was not Liu Xiahui, nor was he a beast who had no regard for human relations.

One big and one small tightly fit against the outside of the bed.

Lu Jun did not understand virtue and etiquette, he was used to man's thoughts and desires since he was a child, and he did not reject his own heat at all.

"Daddy..." He blushed and called softly, as docile as a small animal, "Daddy..."

With a cry, Lu Bishi's soul flew away an inch.

Lu Bishi was only wearing a coat, his insides were naked, the child's hands were holding onto the hem of his clothes, his body was rubbing up, his face was upturned, and his mouth was slightly open.

boom!Lu Bishi's head was burnt out.He pinched the child's waist, lowered his head to catch the fleshy pink mouth, held the little tongue, and sucked the juice inside.

This is a long kiss, parting and closing again, after one kiss, one big and one small have already