drunk red

Take a breath.

Although the child usually likes to cling to him when he sleeps, he is surprisingly honest at night, never moving or kicking, and is very quiet.So Tang Ziao pampered him by his side, but recently, Tang Ziao felt a little irritated day by day. It was not because he was annoyed by the closeness of this child, but because there was an inexplicable aura in his heart that disturbed him. Something is troubling, no peace.

And tonight, this feeling is especially strong.

Tang Ziao thought at the same time, this is not a one or two-year-old baby who can sleep next to him with his butt naked, such a big child, and his feelings for him...

Then, he comforted himself that the body in his arms was his own son, his own son.

Tang Ziao said to himself over and over again, like hypnosis, he gradually relaxed his nerves, adjusted his posture, put his stiff neck back, and fell asleep.

Tang Ziao didn't sleep well all night. Tang Ziao woke up a few times. Every time he woke up, he would habitually look down to see if the quilt on Qianjia's side was tucked in properly. His hands would naturally touch the smooth skin. Then, another wave of trouble.Such a night, tossing and turning, Tang Ziao didn't really fall asleep until the first rooster crowed outside at dawn.

Awkward

Tang Ziao woke up when the sky was bright and the morning glow had disappeared.

Blinking, turned over and habitually touched the child in his arms to confirm that he was sleeping well, then tucked in the quilt and got up to wash.However, this habitual movement suddenly became wrong today.

The tentacles were not the warm and soft fabric of the obscene clothes, but the smooth and smooth skin. Tang Ziao's eyes opened wide, his palms seemed to have touched some poison, and he jumped away quickly, afraid that something would still be stained on the skin. Twice.

When he moved like this, Qian Jia, who had slept soundly all night, naturally woke up, opened her eyes, grabbed Tang Ziao's collar and looked up: "Um...Daddy."

"Well, you go back to sleep, I'll wake up." Tang Ziao looked away, trying to take his hand away.

"Sleep again." Qian Jia refused to let go, leaned forward, pressed Tang Ziao who was half up, then tucked the corners of the quilt, yawned, and went back to sleep .

"Let go, I'm getting up."

"Go back to sleep." Qian Jia closed her eyes, shook her head twice, and muttered.

The blue veins on Tang Ziao's forehead were about to burst out, he couldn't push it away when his strength was weak, but he was afraid of hurting him when he became stronger.

There was a knock on the door outside, and Chang Wen called a few times tentatively.Tang Ziao opened his mouth and was about to let him in, but if he came in, Qian Jia raised his head and was seen to be naked inside, and he didn't know how to explain it.He looked at the sky, it was later than usual, Chang Wen was worried about him, so he came over and called out.Tang Ziao confessed a few words and asked him to wait in the front hall.

"Jiajia, get up." Tang Ziao noticed his little movements the moment he spoke, and knew that he was awake.

"Hmm..." Qian Jia rubbed her legs back and forth again, leaning against Tang Ziao's body intentionally or unintentionally.

"Get up." Tang Ziao was about to grab his collar and pull it out, but when he realized that he was not wearing any clothes, he squinted his eyes, looked away, held him loosely by the back of his neck, and pulled him out like a rabbit. Qian Jia's upper body was lifted from the bed Li said: "Get up, and you will be beaten if you don't obey." Tang Ziao made a gesture of raising the other palm.

"Beating?" Qian Jia opened her sleepy eyes, her voice was hoarse and soft when she just woke up.

"Yes, get up quickly." Tang Ziao nodded.

"how to spell?"

Tang Ziao was a little helpless, seeing the child was about to crawl towards him from the corner of his eye, he immediately stretched out the arm holding Qianjia's back neck, pulling the distance between the two of them further, and then repeated : "Get up."

"Sorry."

"Sorry for hitting you."

"Go ahead."

Tang Ziao turned his head, looked at the child with sparkling eyes, shining with anticipation, and was speechless for a while. Could it be that he wants him to hit him?

"Daddy?"

"kindness?"

"You hit it."

"..."

"Hurry up!" Qian Jia was pinched by Tang Ziao's neck, her arms fluttered to get closer to him, but she couldn't match his strength, her little face flushed with excitement.

Tang Ziao's face darkened, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and finally put him down, and Qian Jia really lived up to Tang Ziao's guess, as soon as he put him down, she immediately stuck to his side and stuck to him.Tang Ziao closed his eyes and tried to make his voice sound normal: "Are you getting up or not?"

"Well, let me think about it..." Qian Jia deliberately dragged her tongue, and said with her upper body lying on his chest.

"Do you know what I am yours?" Tang Ziao asked, eyes still closed.

After hearing this, Qian Jia's eyes dimmed instantly, but after only one moment, he still said happily, "You are my Tang Tang."

"Say it again?"

"Tang Tang."

Tang Ziao opened his eyes, and before Qian Jia could react, he grabbed his arms, turned him over, laid him on the bed sheet, and slapped his ass hard...

Crisp and loud.

Qian Jia was stunned for a moment, the slap was not light, Tang Ziao relaxed his strength and measured it, it was the strength that would keep him from getting hurt but also make him feel pain, when Qian Jia realized that the slap was really slapped On the body, and when he was still "relentless", his face flushed red, which would be very strong, he bit his lower lip, grabbed the quilt tightly with both hands, and refused to say a word.

Tang Ziao's hand was raised and lowered.

There were more than a dozen slaps.

He didn't dare to look at the child at all, he was afraid that if he couldn't bear to look at the child, he would be reluctant to beat him any more, so when the smooth little buttocks were red and there were red marks, he did not give up. Stopped, turned his head and turned away, and asked: "In the future, will you still make trouble?"

Qian Jia didn't speak, Tang Ziao tried not to look over, got out of bed, covered the whole quilt on the bed sheet, and turned his head to Qian Jia inside.He stepped on the cloth shoes and pulled on his coat, but his hands started to shake uncontrollably, not very much, but the cloth buttons that he had easily buckled before slipped a few times before he could do so.

After getting dressed, the child under the quilt did not move at all. Tang Ziao continued to wash, and when he finished all the things he had to do, there was still no sound in the bed. He opened the wooden door: "Get up later and go Look for your mother, go to her place for lunch, I have something to do and I won’t be back.” After taking two steps, he said again: “I’ll be back at night.” Then, he closed the wooden door.

When Tang Ziao went to the front hall, Chang Wen was about to lose his temper, his face was iron blue, and his eyes were spitting fire looking at those rough people who were standing up and down.

Because the breakfast and the hot tea he brought over for the master were all divided by these people, even if they tried to stop them, they couldn't beat so much, and could only stand there powerlessly, smoking all over their bodies.

When he saw Tang Ziao approaching, he was about to cry, and ran to him, "Master, you're up, I'll go get you some breakfast."

When the breakfast that Chang Wen brought out from the kitchen for the fourth time was finally placed in front of Tang Ziao smoothly, he let out a long breath.

But it didn't take long for him to realize that something was wrong with today's master. In the past, he was quick to give simple and clear opinions without saying a few words, but today, he just listened and stared at the petal in his hand Looking at the pastries, he didn't raise his head until someone asked him something, and coldly asked others to figure it out.

When the big guy walked out of the hall, several people pulled Chang Wen out and reprimanded him, thinking that he didn't take good care of the master and made the master worry about family affairs.Chang Wen felt very wronged, he didn't know anything at all, maybe something happened in the palace last night or there was some disturbing news, it had nothing to do with him at all.

Those people patted his shoulders, beat his chest, and barked their teeth and claws to ask him to take care of his master, then walked away, Chang Wen trembling angrily, obviously he was taking care of him all day long, these people would say here This kind of back pain when I don't know how to stand.

He stretched his face and walked back to the front hall. It was strange to find that the master who usually went back to the house or went to the martial arts field after the discussion was still sitting there. He ran over and sat next to Tang Ziao: "Master, eat more Order it, why did you eat one piece after half a day?"

There were a total of ten cakes in the plate, and there were eight cakes left, and one of them was held by Tang Ziao in the palm of his hand, and it was about to fall apart.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Chang Wen asked with his head poked.

"It's okay, let's leave."

"Oh."

"By the way, I'll have lunch here. You can just ask the kitchen to prepare it and send it to me."

"Then do you want to call the young master?"

"Need not."

Chang Wen trembled, and quickened his pace to leave the hall. He just asked a very ordinary question, which provoked the master to stare at him coldly.Where is the mistake? Obviously, the father and son used to eat together every day.

After Tang Ziao finished his lunch, he asked Chang Wen to put down a pot of tea and just stay in the study alone and look at the documents in his hand. , can also calm down and review it quietly.

Until turning to the last page, a few horizontal lines of words marked with red marks appeared, all his condensed thoughts disappeared like a balloon that was punctured, and morning, that white and tender little butt appeared in his mind On the skin, there are red marks that even look a little swollen, intertwined with these red marks.