Rarely affectionate

This scene is a bit ridiculous in the eyes of ordinary companies.In a large high-level meeting room of the company, the air conditioner was blowing cold air. Elite executives sat on both sides of the conference table in suits and leather shoes. All of them had shiny hair, and flies would split their legs if they flew up.

Among this group of serious and even heavy elites, there was a teenager who looked like a middle school student, dressed casually, with an immature face, but he was sitting at the head of the conference table representing the highest power.

The executives took turns to put forward proposals, submit documents, and vote by show of hands round after round, but they had to ask the young man for his opinion before making a final decision.He can only make a final decision if he nods. If he doesn't nod, the meeting will have to be postponed indefinitely until a proposal that makes him nod is proposed.

Qiao Qiao sat beside him, whenever he didn't nod his head, he immediately went up to explain to him in a low voice.After all, Lang Bai has more research on arms than business. He doesn't understand many tax matters, and sometimes even some very basic and simple things need to be explained to him several times before he can understand.However, no matter how ridiculous his question is, Qiao Qiao must explain it patiently and conscientiously until he understands it.

Lang Bai looked around the meeting room, the executives were sweating in the central air-conditioning room temperature of [-] degrees.

The boy laughed: "I'm so sorry for the long delay, everyone."

The manager got up immediately: "What about the young master? Doing things for the Yuan family is what I should do."

"Well, it is indeed what you should do." Lang Bai lowered his head and stared at the last set of figures in the audit report: "So Miss Qiao, you mean that the tax refund amount of longserviceleave has dropped by 35% in the end?"

"Yes, it is."

"I think the money was spent a little too much. Write a detailed process report tomorrow and let me have a look."

"Okay, no problem." Qiao Qiao lowered his head, endured it, and finally couldn't help but say, "Young Master..."

"how?"

"The sampling statistics of this employee's long service leave are actually sent from our superior company."

"higher company?"

"Yes, it is the Waterway Import and Export Company that is currently managed by the young master."

Lang Bai was silent for a while.

The huge meeting room was quiet, no one spoke, no one even breathed, as if everyone was holding their breath carefully.

"You mean, I should pretend I don't know about it?" After a while, Lang Bai smiled, "You are joking. Even if it is the year-end report sent by my father himself, if there is something tricky in it, I will They will also ask them to re-examine, not to mention just my elder brother."

Qiao Qiao wanted to say something, but Lang Bai glanced at her coldly.She immediately shut her mouth.

If...if this young master really wants to review Yuan Cheng's accounts... Maybe Yuan Cheng will indulge him, right?She thought uncertainly.

It was getting late after the meeting, Lang Bai refused the banquet prepared for him by the company's executives, and was going back to the apartment in the new central residential area to eat the porridge cooked by the nanny.

He usually goes back very late. Although the apartment is exquisitely decorated and comfortable, it is still not as good as the Yuan family he has lived in for so many years.What's more, there are at least so many people in Yuan's family, and he is the only one in that apartment.

Lang Bai had the problem of waking up suddenly when he was asleep very early on. When he was young, he often ran to knock on Yuan Cheng's door because of this.Yuan Cheng was very annoying, but he never put him aside and ignored him.This man, who is very scary in the eyes of outsiders, always opens the door, puts the youngest son to bed, and comforts him until he falls asleep again.

But now, his father ordered him to leave home, prepared an exquisite mansion for him, selected obedient servants for him, and even slowly paved a path to power for him.But when Lang Bai woke up from his sleep in the middle of the night, he no longer had a warm and firm embrace to hug him to comfort him until he fell asleep again with peace of mind.

Bodyguards generally do not enter the young master's room, and were thrown downstairs by Lang Bai.It was still very early at this time, and even the nanny didn't expect that the young master would come back so early today. On the way, Lang Bai called her and told her to cook the porridge quickly and send it to the New Century Apartment.

Lang Bai opened the gorgeous and heavy door, walked to the entrance and bent over to change his shoes.Suddenly at this moment, footsteps could be heard in the bedroom that should be empty.Lang Bai stood up abruptly: "Who's there?"

No one answered.

"Who is it?" Lang Bai yelled again, without even changing his shoes, he walked barefoot to the bedroom door, and pushed the door violently.

"Dad, Dad?"

Lang Bai was a little surprised.Yuan Cheng sat on the recliner in front of the bedroom window, seemed to have just recovered, and looked at him in surprise: "...you came back so early today?"

Lang Bai opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer his father's question for a moment.

Yuan Cheng coughed and stood up: "I thought you would eat out tonight... Have you eaten?"

"No... no."

If he had the courage again, he wouldn't dare to ask Yuan Cheng: Dad, did you come to my house just to talk nonsense?

"Me neither." Yuan Cheng's excellent self-control ability made him quickly regain his composure. He walked over very naturally, and suddenly seemed to have discovered something, and bent down to hold his youngest son's delicate chin: "——what's wrong with your face?" ?”

The man's breath was too close, so close that it made people feel uneasy.A 15-year-old boy has begun to have awareness of "his own territory". The father's approaching and touching forcefully makes the boy feel a little sensitive.

Lang Bai took half a step back, trying to save his face: "No, it's nothing, I accidentally fell."

Yuan Cheng pinched his chin with two fingers: "Can you fall like this after one fall? Show me another fall."

"I really did it by accident..." The cracked corner of Lang Bai's mouth hurt, and he immediately frowned: "Dad, don't...it hurts!"

The voice of the teenager who was in the period of changing his voice was a little hoarse, and there was a little panting in his tone, giving people an illusion similar to... lust.

Yuan Cheng seemed to have been struck by electricity for an instant, he quickly let go of his hand, and took a step back.

"I'll handle it myself, Dad, I'm already this old." Lang Bai held the corner of his lips and protested softly: "You never only ask about elder brother's affairs."

Yuan Cheng didn't know how to explain to him the difference between Yuan Xiao and him in his heart.If you look closely, the godfather of the arms industry would prefer his elder son to inherit his career, but he has dark and even cruel thoughts about his gentle and beautiful younger son.

But this is obviously not enough for outsiders.

"...You can handle it yourself." Yuan Cheng paused, "—Have you eaten yet?"

"Mum, they will bring the porridge right away."

"Is there any food?"

"I'll just make do with it."

The young man's clear eyes seemed to be filled with water vapor due to the pain. Looking down from Yuan Cheng's perspective, the deep collarbone was faintly exposed under the T-shirt, and the soft fabric might be broken into pieces with just a little tear. cloth.

Yuan Cheng's pupils constricted.He could even feel an evil desire passing through his brain in an instant, bringing a sharp stimulation like a needle.

"Let me get you two dishes." Yuan Cheng coughed, hurried past Lang Bai, and strode towards the kitchen, "When you are still growing up, how can you only eat porridge at night? Such a big one You're dead, you can't take care of yourself without your father, what will you do when I'm gone?"

He didn't dare to look back at Lang Bai, he knew that the way he looked at his youngest son just now must be as terrifying as a hungry beast.

But fortunately Lang Bai lowered his head and missed that dangerous moment.

(2)

When the nanny came to deliver the porridge that night, he suddenly saw the eldest of the Yuan family standing by the kitchen stove, wearing a shirt, trousers, and an apron, holding a spatula in his hand; the young master stood timidly behind his father, With his father's suit jacket in his hand, he was looking into the pot.

The nanny was stunned, her hands were trembling and she almost splashed the porridge out of the pot.

"Sister Mumu is here?" Lang Bai glared at her with the eyes of "why are you standing there in a daze and why don't you hurry up?" "Just put the porridge on the table, we serve it ourselves."

As soon as the nanny put the porcelain pot on the mahogany dining table, she turned and ran away trembling, wishing that she had never appeared in Yuan Cheng's eyes.

The Yuan family was originally not from Hong Kong, but because of the change of the arms transportation route, the main house moved to Hong Kong during Mr. Yuan’s generation. Getting closer.The porridge they eat in their family is divided into several types. Yuan Cheng and his eldest son Yuan Zou both put sesame oil and meat dishes, or lobster, crab and other seafood; Langbai needs light white water or milk, or pickles to match .

Yuan Cheng used to cook by himself when he was studying abroad, but after all, his level was limited, so he could just stir-fry vegetables and sliced ​​meat.Did Lang Bai keep his fingers off the sun since he was born, and asked him to cook? — What are you kidding about?

It takes a lot to be a father.

Before he brought out a plate of vegetables and shrimps, and a plate of mixed salad, Lang Bai followed behind him step by step, and praised him sincerely: "Father is so amazing."

Yuan Cheng said, "That is."

"If only I had a dad who can do it like this."

Yuan Cheng stared at the hands of his youngest son who were serving him porridge.Lang Bai's fingers could be seen to be playing the piano at a glance. They were slender and fair, as delicate as a girl's.He looked at it for a while, then smiled suddenly, and said, "It's better that you don't know how to do these things."

The most powerful father and son in the underworld in Southeast Asia sat at a mahogany dining table, eating with their heads bowed.Lang Bai stared intently at the bowl in front of him while eating, but he wondered why Yuan Cheng came here suddenly without even saying hello.

A man like Yuan Cheng might go to an underground munitions base to stay for half a month without saying hello, or he might spend the morning at a poppy plantation farm in the Golden Triangle, in the afternoon at a border munitions transportation station in Vietnam, or at a certain location in Ginza, Japan in the evening. In a luxury nightclub box.Lang Bai was accustomed to their way of life, and his eldest brother, the "Prince" Yuan Xiao, has since become no different from his father, spending most of his life on the plane.

But why did Yuan Cheng suddenly appear in the younger son's bedroom without saying hello?

And there was no important reason for him to stay here, he didn't have anything to say, and he didn't have any orders to give, as if he just came here to cook two dishes for his son's dinner.

It is not surprising that it happened to any ordinary father, but it happened to Yuan Cheng, just...

"Dad, are you...staying tonight?"

Yuan Cheng seemed to pause for a moment, and said, "...don't stay."

"Oh." Lang Bai lowered his head again and went to eat.

"You want me to stay?"

"No, no."

Yuan Cheng stared at Lang Bai's profile, and after a while, he suddenly asked, "Have you lost weight recently?"

Lang Bai looked up at his father in surprise, this kind of question seemed to express a feeling similar to... caring.Yuan Cheng usually doesn't do this, he does care about his youngest son, but his concern doesn't go down to such small details.

For people like Yuan Cheng, keeping their children alive is already their greatest concern.

"Father..." Before Lang Bai could figure out how to answer, Yuan Cheng suddenly stretched out his hand and wiped the corner of his youngest son's mouth.

The man's rough fingertips, which are used to holding guns, left a mark on the corner of Langbai's lips, which was slightly red.Lang Bai licked it reflexively with the tip of his tongue: "...Dad?"

"Rice grains." Yuan Cheng picked up the napkin with his usual expression.

Sitting there, Lang Bai felt that every molecule in the air was different from usual. It seemed that a strange atmosphere enveloped his father, but he didn't know what went wrong.

It seems that since he moved out, some subtle changes have taken place between his father and him.

No, it should be said that since Yuan Cheng inexplicably ordered him to move out, something seems to have changed.

Lang Bai didn't know whether this change was due to the normal relationship between father and son as he grew up; or it was because of some factors he didn't know that caused the father's attitude towards his son to change.

Lang Bai felt that this was a bit dangerous.He is different from his elder brother, even if Yuan Zai falls in love with his father, the Wang family will support him behind him.But Lang Bai only had his father. If his father had even the slightest antipathy towards him, this antipathy might become a sharp weapon to take away his wealth and life in the future.

After dinner, Lang Bai went to take a shower, while Yuan Cheng called the driver outside, preparing to go back.

Lang Bai was lying in the bathtub filled with hot water, when he heard Yuan Cheng's footsteps outside from the living room to the entrance, and then the door opened and closed after a while.

The sound disappeared.He thought it was Yuan Cheng who had left.

Today is a bit too long for this 15-year-old boy in poor health. He lay half-lying in the bathtub dizzy, and the water massaged his muscles regularly, feeling as if his whole body was floating in the air.He seemed to have fallen asleep for a while, and after an unknown period of time, a sweet and empty feeling slowly spread from the depths of his body, causing him to let out an unbearable snort between half-dream and half-awake.

It wasn't the first time he had experienced this feeling.One night a few months ago, he had a hazy and sweet dream. When he woke up the next morning, he found that he had a morning erection.Although he hadn't experienced it before, he knew what it meant to begin with and how to address his physical needs.At his age, Yuan Xiao had already started to use women to meet his physical needs, but Lang Bai hadn't yet reached the stage of desire for the opposite sex, and no one dared to take the initiative to find a woman for the young son of the Yuan family—so he learned to turn to himself for help. right hand.

Lang Bai subconsciously felt that this kind of desire was shameful, and he even vaguely hated this kind of self.The process of solving the problem made him feel dirty, and he didn't even want to look at the semen after the orgasm. He just flushed it with water every time, pretending that nothing happened.

From a very young age, he had a dislike and fear of the female body.The women around Yuan Cheng didn't leave a good impression on him, they reminded him of a holy mother, and they also reminded him of a lowly prostitute.

He also hated his desire to be relieved by the opposite sex.

Lang Bai raised his hand to cover his raised desire, panting weakly.The stimulating pleasure made him unable to help but want to moan, but he always restrained himself, gritted his teeth, and tried not to make any sound.

He always wants to solve it as soon as possible, the pleasure brought to him by lust is always mixed with a strong sense of guilt, so every time he solves it in a hurry, and then forces himself to forget.

The heat made his face look like it was about to drip blood, his eyelashes trembled violently, and his face was mixed with joy, patience, pain and shyness.The lower lip was tightly bitten between the fine white teeth, and the bite was so hard that it turned blood red, but he didn't seem to feel the pain at all.

Pleasure quickly swept through his whole body, and the pleasure that was about to reach its peak strongly stimulated his nerves.Lang Bai raised his head impatiently, and couldn't help speeding up his movements.Who knew that at the moment when the climax was about to be reached, there was a click of the bathroom door, and Yuan Cheng's voice came: "Ah Bai, tomorrow morning..."

Yuan Cheng didn't leave just now.

Lang Bai's reaction was obviously slow for a few seconds, and then he froze.

Yuan Cheng never expected such a scene to appear in front of him, he stopped abruptly and froze in place.