How to raise the president

His adoptive mother's natal family had a great prejudice against him since he was a child, especially after his adoptive parents passed away.

At that time when he was most desperate and helpless, his adoptive mother's natal family came to him and taunted him, saying that he was an orphan, that he was a broom star, that he was a lowly bone that no one wanted... all kinds of things All kinds of ugly words hit him one by one, the pain made him want to die.

That was one of the reasons he first had suicidal thoughts.

At that time, the adoptive mother's mother, elder brother, and elder sister-in-law broke in and took away not only the adoptive parents' insurance money, but also threatened to take away the adoptive parents' real estate and deposits.

Fortunately, when he was underage, his adoptive parents wrote a suicide note early.

The main content is: after the adopted son An Ziyu becomes an adult, he can inherit the guardian's real estate and savings at any time.

With legal protection, they cannot forcibly take away what his adoptive parents left him.

But whenever he thought of their faces, An Ziyu would be terrified, his whole heart trembled with fear, and even his hands and feet couldn't help being weak.

"Clap!"

The transparent glass fell to the floor and shattered without holding it firmly.

The breaking sound pulled An Ziyu to his senses. He looked down and saw Fang Youyi squatting on the ground picking up glass shards, and gently put the glass shards on the garbage shovel next to him.

An Ziyu's heart twitched, and he also knelt down to help Fang Youyi pick up the broken glass, but Fang Youyi grabbed his hand and refused to let him pick it up.

"It's fine if I come, don't get hurt." Fang Youyi raised his eyes to look at him, his voice was still very gentle, without any intention of reproach, "You go sit on the sofa for a while, I'll fix it .”

An Ziyu's nose was sour, and he wanted to cry, but in the end he swallowed all his grievances, like a child who did something wrong, and walked towards the sofa with his head down.

He sat quietly on the sofa, turned his head and watched Fang Youyi carefully pick up the glass block, put it in the garbage shovel, and dump it. Then he took the broom to clean the floor, and then cleaned it with a vacuum cleaner... Fang Youyi didn't let out a breath until he couldn't see the reflective glass shards on the ground.

After everything was done, Fang Youyi looked this way.

An Ziyu suddenly felt a little flustered, and his breathing became difficult. He lowered his head and glanced aside, not looking into Fang Youyi's eyes.

But this does not mean that President Fang can escape.

Fang Youyi walked up to him and sat down beside him.

An Ziyu felt the sofa sinking, and wanted to run away, but before he could move his body, Fang Youyi pulled him into his arms.

Fang Youyi hugged him very hard, he tried to struggle a few times but it was in vain, struggling and struggling, his eyes were slightly red, and his throat was a little choked.

"Let go, let go..." An Ziyu broke Fang Youyi's hand with his own hands, his lips trembled uncontrollably, and his nasal voice became a little more serious when he spoke.

"Don't move around." Fang Youyi's lips pressed against his ear, his voice was slightly hoarse, "If you move around, I'm afraid I can't help but do something to you. Right here, on the sofa, The curtains haven't been drawn yet."

An Ziyu bit his lower lip, his hands drooping weakly.

Fang Youyi hugged him on his lap and sat down, gently comforting the person in his arms: "What happened? I've been restless all day, did that Ying Hechen bully you again?"

……

An Ziyu's eyes turned red suddenly, and tears rolled down like floods. He turned around and put his arms around Fang Youyi's neck, sobbing in a muffled voice.

This person in front of him is really nice.

Every time I feel wronged in my heart, as long as I see this person in front of me, or hear his words, I want to hug him, cry for a long time, and stay for a long time.

One day, one year, one lifetime...

Fang Youyi patted An Ziyu's back lightly: "It's okay, I'm here."

After a while, An Ziyu's emotions finally calmed down. He leaned his head, pressed Fang Youyi's forehead, and said, "It's because of you that I cry so hard..."

Fang Youyi laughed softly, touched the back of his head, and said, "Okay, okay, blame me, blame me. Can you tell me what happened now?"

An Ziyu took a deep breath, looked into Fang Youyi's eyes, and told Fang Youyi everything about today's interview results and what happened before.

"My son Yu's life is really hard." Fang Youyi sighed, "But something like this will happen in the future, trust me."

An Ziyu put his arms around Fang Youyi's neck and nodded: "I believe you."

As he spoke, his breathing couldn't help being entangled with II.

Fang Youyi pushed An Ziyu down on the sofa, and kissed An Ziyu's lips frantically and passionately.

He suddenly remembered that they hadn't been intimate for a long time, Monday, Tuesday... until Friday, and in two days it would be a week.

For a person who eats meat, it is a painful thing to suddenly run out of meat, especially when the person is sleeping next to him and can't do anything.

"So you really want to go to the countryside for three activities, don't you?" Fang Youyi's eyes were full of longing, he panted heavily, and while talking, he took off An Ziyu's clothes, and couldn't help but bowed his head to suck the second kiss An Ziyu's neck quenched his thirst.

An Ziyu raised his neck and put his arms around Fang Youyi: "I really want to, that's what I agreed with my parents... ah..."

Fang Youyi quickly stripped off An Ziyu's clothes, completely exposing him to the air and in front of him.

The marks left before have disappeared, and this body has regained its clean and smooth appearance, so clean that people can't help but want to leave more marks.

Fang Youyi parted An Ziyu's thigh, fully revealing the most private part in front of him.

"Then go."

Before An Ziyu had time to say "um", his body jerked up...

"How long are you going?"

In the middle of the night, Fang Youyi asked in a slightly hoarse voice with his arms around the person in his arms.

An Ziyu squeezed the hand of the person next to him, and said, "About half a month."

"Can you do it alone?" Fang Youyi asked him again, his tone sounded a bit worried, "What if you are bullied by that family?"

That family refers to Ying Shuang's natal family.

Although it was the mother-in-law's natal family, as long as they treated An Ziyu badly, no matter who they were, President Fang would not pay attention to them, and even wanted to smash their heads.

"Yes." An Ziyu put his ear against Fang Youyi's chest, listening to the strong heartbeat inside, "Many people are here, and Tan Xi and A Geng are with me."

Fang Youyi gave a nasal "hmm".

An Ziyu continued: "I want to be like my parents, bringing a lot of knowledge and happiness to the children there."