King of home technology

"Father?"

When Mo Guangxia heard this answer, he froze for a moment.

That scar was hidden in a secret place. Although it looked very faded now, it still left traces after a long time. It must have been not a light injury at that time.

Thinking of his father who always held a newspaper by the window at home and said nothing. Although he seldom expressed his concern for himself, he gave himself the best he could give.

In the world, how can a father be willing to hurt his son?

Frowning slightly in disbelief, he asked softly, "Why?"

Facing his solemn expression, the smile on Xiao Chengzhuo's lips was still faint, "It's nothing, I had a conflict with him when I chose liberal arts or science in high school, and I refused to listen to his advice to choose science. Probably because I was young at the time. He didn't know the proper way to express it, so he was very angry. Maybe to punish me for being presumptuous, he casually touched the sweater needle that my mother forgot on the sofa and gave it to me."

"..." After a pause, he widened the smile on his face, "My father is a very strict person, so... I have always been very grateful for your parents' tolerance in our matters."

"..."

The morning sun shines all over the place, and under the light, there are a few fine dust particles floating in the air.The two people in the room were relatively silent for a moment, the man shook his head and smiled, then turned around to look for a suit in the closet.

Someone walked over quickly from behind.

"You will also be sad, right?" Mo Guangxia buried his face on the man's back, and gently wrapped his hands around the man's thin waist.His fingers reached into the hem of the shirt that hadn't been tucked into the belt, and gently stroked the scar.

Carefully caressed the small uneven scar with fingertips.

Pulling his hand away from his waist and holding it in his palm, Xiao Chengzhuo's tone remained calm, "It's nothing, I'm used to it. After all, he gave me life and worked hard to raise me up. Although the requirements are strict, but after all It’s also for my own good. If he wants me to get No.1, I’ll give it to him; if I’m not allowed to shed tears, then don’t cry; if I choose a university major and ask me to take the exam, then I’ll pass the exam...until he was in the hospital I closed my eyes, and for a moment I did feel relieved, but unfortunately it didn't last long, and as time went on, I found it seemed that it was better for him to be alive..."

A slightly weary voice melted into the air and was blown away by the breeze from the window.It was followed by another silence.

Mo Guangxia's heart throbbed.

He never knew these past events.He only learned that his father passed away very early from the casual topics of men in the past, and he never mentioned the past between him and his father.

It turned out that in a field he didn't understand, every family, every pair of father and son, there are so many different forms of getting along with each other.

"Then...do you...hate him?"

Tightening his arms, he buried his face deeper. He forgot that the other person's back was actually facing him, and he couldn't see his blushing eye sockets for no reason.His actions like this are trying to cover up.

Xiao Chengzhuo really felt it.

Turning around to face the angle, he stretched out his hand to hold someone's chin, his smile tinged with a playful charm, "Beauty, are you sympathizing with me?"

Mo Guangxia raised his head, dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes, but he just pursed his mouth and did not speak.

Xiao Chengzhuo smiled, lowered his head and kissed his moist lips lightly, feeling relieved, "Hate? No way. The emotion carried by the word hate is too heavy, and I don't want to bear that burden myself. But my father's attitude towards me, On the contrary, it gave me some experience in dealing with people - that is, 'Treat him in the way the other party wants, not in the way he is self-righteous, and that is really good for a person'."

Resting his chin on the soft and thick hair of the man in his arms, smelling the fragrance of the water vapor in the hair, a ray of warmth flowed in the man's eyes.

"Tch—that sounds nice..." Someone in his arms seemed to disdain such a statement, and asked in a very resentful tone: "Oh, I tricked people to Italy, and then tied them unreasonably It's you too, why don't you be so inconsistent."

Startled by his question, the man immediately laughed.Holding his shoulders, leaning slightly to face the delicate and delicate face, winking meaningfully, "It's not contradictory at all. Haven't I been treating you the way you like? Huh?"

While speaking, his hand slid down and easily touched the sensitive spot on someone's waist.

"Uh...!" gasped, someone pinned down the hand that circled his waist, and glared at the trickster man, but his cheeks were already blushing.

"Xiao Chengzhuo, are you tired of living?"

Looking at him without hesitation for a moment, Xiao Chengzhuo glanced at his lower body ambiguously, "Look, I'll say that you are the one who is duplicity. Your body is much more honest than your mouth... ..."

Mo Guangxia followed his gaze and looked down, his face flushed red all of a sudden.

Not long after taking a shower, he was still wearing a loose bathrobe.The soft fabric is full of texture, so that the high bulge under the hem can be seen at a glance.

This……! ! !

With a swipe, his already red face was almost so red that it was about to bleed.

Amused by his direct reaction, Xiao Chengzhuo couldn't help bursting out laughing, deliberately whispered in his ear and asked, "Can you explain why?"

"..." Being unable to refute by his narrow tone, someone could only reach out to cover his lips that he wanted to continue, gritted his teeth and looked away, "This is... This is a normal reaction for men to wake up in the morning!"

"Ah? Is that so?" The man deliberately showed a very surprised expression when he heard the words, "How can I remember that you have been up for a while? Besides..."

He stretched out his hand, and plucked lightly on the head of the little Guangxia who raised his head through the bathrobe, and his tone was full of serious inquiry, "As far as I know, men don't react like this when they wake up in the morning." degree."

"..." Mo Guangxia was so embarrassing that he wanted to find a crack in the ground and look around, his mind was blank, and he looked around. Finally, when he saw the alarm clock on the bedside, he pushed the other side vigorously with his backhand, " Look, it's already 07:30. Hurry up and go to work!"

Turning his head to look at the time, Xiao Chengzhuo said meaningfully, "Oh, it's so late...it really is too late..."

Someone felt that his words were malicious, and just wanted to sneak past him while he was looking at the time, but was grabbed by the arm in the next second.

"What's the hurry, I'm the boss, no one dares to make irresponsible remarks later..." With a handsome and angry smile, the man's nimble fingers had already slid into the skirt of the bathrobe.

"Don't..." Someone stretched out his hand in surprise and shame, but those fingers pressed the most sensitive tip much faster than his movements.

Just this one moment made his legs go weak, and he staggered back onto the big bed.

Taking the time to bully him, Xiao Chengzhuo squinted his eyes and smiled slightly, but the movements of his hands accelerated, "Be good, if you cooperate, you will be free within 10 minutes..."

Before biting his lips, the man's last words were very infuriating - "Anyway, Guangxia, you can't hold on for long."

put P!He has always claimed that the golden gun never falls, okay? !

Mo Guangxia opened his eyes wide, wanting to refute like this.Unexpectedly, his lips were sealed by an airtight kiss, and all the barely squeezed out voices turned into intermittent moans...——Xiao Chengzhuo, this man, must be the final boss in this game of his life.

After the big boss tidied up his clothes and went out refreshed, someone was still lying on the bed in a daze at the ceiling.

The brain is like a website page destroyed by hackers, with only this line of words embedded in it.

MD, how did the in-depth spiritual dialogue at the beginning evolve into the restriction and picture of him being eaten up and wiped out with back pain and unable to move?

In vain, he would actually feel sorry for the man who got his brain from the X-worm.It's still too naive.

When he mentioned his father in the morning, the depression and sadness implied in the man's smile must be his own hallucination...it must be!

After being paralyzed in this way for a long time, and not caring about the mess on the newly changed sheets, he strenuously propped himself up and walked into the bathroom.

The clear water poured over his head, and his consciousness seemed to regain a little clarity.

When it comes to family members, he suddenly saw that sad and lonely expression on other people's faces?

Chen Guang went on vacation.After walking for more than ten days, there was no news at all.

The only contact was a MMS message the day before the publication of the fourth serial.

Pleasant open-air restaurant, full of delicious food, only one sentence: "Editor Mo, I miss you a little bit."

Shit, isn't this Chi Guoguo's show off?

Isn't it just something to eat, and it's not dragon liver and phoenix marrow. It's not that Young Master Mo has never seen the world.

That night, all kinds of delicacies he bought piled up on the dining table, which shocked Xiao Chengzhuo when he came home from get off work.

As a result, after the meal, the man threw him on the bed and tossed him until midnight on the pretext that he had consumed too many calories and needed to exercise properly.

He had to feel that after Chen Guang left, his life seemed to be only eating and doing these two things...it was too depraved...his life needed stimulation.

This time God seemed to obey his wishes and never issued the credit card bill.

Living in a well-off family since he was a child, Mo Guangxia, who is a rich second generation, has always had no concept of money.According to his mother, he never knew how much cash was in his wallet and how much deposit was in his account.

But this time, with the two sets of limited-edition men's clothing that he bought on a whim last month, the figures recorded on the bill still made him a little horrified at first glance.

Credit cards are such a horrible thing.When paying by credit card, it was like buying something for free, and when repaying the bill, it was like paying someone he didn't know... Xiao Chengzhuo's proposal to repay the money for him was firmly rejected by him.Mo Guangxia's reason was simple, he didn't want their relationship to have anything to do with money.

Seeing that there were still three days left until the repayment date of the bill, he suddenly remembered that tomorrow was the day when the publishing house would settle the book commissions that he had been responsible for for the past six months.

The two popular science books at the beginning of the year are very popular, plus Chenguang's best-selling serial series... more than enough to pay the bills.

He really wanted to look up to the sky and laugh three times—it really is a road that never ends!

At noon the next day, he walked out of the bank with a printed bill, feeling a little confused in his mind.

A large sum of money suddenly appeared in the account, and there was still a large balance after paying off the credit card repayment.

God, how well did Chen Guang's books sell? !

In this way, if the semi-annual commemorative edition he was planning was released... He stood in front of the company's gate, imagining the image of himself being overwhelmed by pink tickets flying in.

It's hard to make money in the world.Young Master Mo doesn't worship money, but he never said that he doesn't love money.

Thinking of this, he was suddenly full of motivation.He quickly rushed into the office to discuss the planning plan with Master "Pig Maker", but learned from his assistant that the old guy had applied for annual leave and took his wife and son abroad for vacation.

"Why do you go on vacation when you are so busy at the end of the year... The exploiting class is really incomparable to us low-level working people..." He walked to the office talking to himself, flipping through the planning report in his hand.

"It's true, you are a 'lower class'!"

A playful female voice suddenly came from the conference room on one side.

He was startled by the obvious hint of a joke, but when he turned around, he was overjoyed and exclaimed, "Sister Hui!"

Walking out of the conference room was Min Hui, editor-in-chief of a well-known domestic fashion magazine.She used to work for Wenlin, and gave Mo Guangxia a lot of guidance and promotion when he first entered the workplace.

This woman is smart and capable, and she is not surprised by any situation.Even after accidentally learning the identity of his HOMO, he just smiled and said nothing.

Respecting the human rights of others is a noble quality.As a result, Mo Guangxia's affection for her increased even more.

This is the first time the two have met since being headhunted to become the editor-in-chief of a fashion magazine.

The coffee shop in the afternoon is filled with melodious melody and mellow coffee aroma.

Listening to him recounting all kinds of experiences in the past six months, especially when he mentioned Chen Guang's bad behavior as a writer, he maliciously delayed the manuscript, Min Hui couldn't help laughing.

"Yeah, the writing is incisive and sharp, the perspective is unique and the rhetoric is beautiful... Apart from these, he is just a kid who loves to play tricks." Using a tissue to wipe off the latte foam on her lips, the woman's movements gracefully turned street cafes into high-end social venues.

She tilted her head and couldn't help recalling with a smile: "Our magazine asked him to make an appointment for a column manuscript before, but when he wrote an issue, he said that he had been hospitalized with acute appendicitis, and the editor in charge of him was so frightened that he was in a panic. Only then did I realize that he was doing nothing but being lazy... Later, when I mentioned it to other colleagues, I found out that pretending to be sick is his usual trick to delay manuscripts, and the diseases he has ranged from 'appendicitis' to 'stomach cancer'..."

Shaking her head, she smiled helplessly, "It's really a child's personality. He always scares people with these things. Isn't he afraid of cursing himself?"

"..."

Really good spirits that are not spirits... Really come true... Mo Guangxia couldn't help closing his eyes and putting his hands on his forehead when he heard this.

"What's wrong with you?" Min Hui pointed to the untouched coffee in front of him, "Could it be that Chen Guang did the same trick again with you?"

"..."

He was struggling with how to answer, when four or five girls in high school uniforms surrounded by a table and surfed the Internet on the same computer suddenly burst into an exclamation—"Impossible, how could Chenguang plagiarize?!"