shadow love

The author has something to say: After this story ends, there will probably be a story about Luo Jue and Tong Yu.

For Feng Yan, he is very satisfied with the current state, with a sense of step-by-step solidity.

Andre could even think of exchanging loyalty with him, which made Feng Yan feel a little proud.

Now it seems that everything is ready and it is only due to Dongfeng. After tomorrow, everything will become clear. Feng Yan can't help thinking about whether to increase the heat. As for how to increase the fire to make this feeling more vigorous, he thought about it. There is only one way to go, and it is to ask Andre to do it with himself first. As soon as the idea came out, he began to become restless, scrambling alone, and even made mental and physical preparations .

During dinner, Feng Yan hugged the Scottish Fold cat that Andre had given him, and rubbed it absently. There is sadness in the little eyes.

"What? No appetite?" Andre saw some clues.

"I'm thinking of a name for it..." Feng Yan raised the cat in his hand.

"Simba? Kusli? Hiro?" Andre came up with a few names casually.

"...It's all average."

"The guest room is ready, go to bed early tonight." Andre got up and left after speaking, which made Feng Yan a little disappointed.

With both hands, he pulled the cat's front paws up to his eyes, and murmured, "Hey, Hiro, you said he used to take advantage of me all the time, why is he suddenly so honest now?"

The kitten looked at Feng Yan in a daze, and meowed.

"Could it be nervous?"

Unable to get an answer, Feng Yan went back to his room dejectedly.

And the worst thing is, Feng Yan had a erotic dream all night, and when he woke up the next morning, he still looked dissatisfied with his desires.

Although the old Montmorency is nearly 75 years old, he has a strong body and clear eyesight, and his back is straight when he walks.

He lives in seclusion in the Donon Mountains in the northern part of the Vosges Mountains, where the mountains are gentle, with beautiful canyons, lakes and hot springs. The higher mountains are covered with snow for more than half a year, making them ideal tourist resorts and winter sports grounds.

The old Montmorency and his son Andre have not communicated much. From the year when Andre was raised as a successor, there was no warm picture of fatherly love and filial piety between the two of them like an ordinary family.

This is also a common problem in many upper-class families. What the parents often need is a descendant with outstanding abilities who can continue the family's honor in the future.Old Montmorency was no exception. He was very satisfied with Andre's performance in all aspects until he became aware of Andre's sexuality.

Andre likes men more than women, which is a big hidden danger in old Montmorency's eyes. If it's just young and confused, it's okay, who doesn't have the age of youth and frivolity.

It's just that according to his secret investigation, his son's attention to men is far beyond what he can imagine, although Andre also has beautiful and enchanting lovers around him.

He couldn't help but intervene in Andre's emotional world, trying to find out the man who was safely hidden behind Andre.

But things don't seem to be as simple as he thought. Often after one is solved, another will appear. These people are placed in front of his eyes by Andre one after another to confuse his sight, and the last one can't see clearly.

According to various clues, following the vines and making careful arrangements, he finally caught the most suspicious man not long ago. Considering the relationship between father and son, old Montmorency didn't want to do it himself, but the man he caught escaped during the handover. This was not a particularly serious matter, but it changed because of a phone call from Andre.

Now that the situation has taken a turn for the worse, Andre actually offered to bring the man who had been hiding for many years to see him. The old Montmorency had a bad intuition. He has been worried since he received Andre's call, and sent a sniper to bomb him. Destroying Andre's return bodyguard car, trying to show his firm position.

But he vaguely knew in his heart that this powerful son was no longer within his control.

Feng Yan changed several sets of clothes before setting off. He felt nervous when an ugly daughter-in-law saw her in-laws, and finally calmed down under Andre's teasing eyes.

He finally picked out a set of beige casual clothes that would only be worn by a good-natured man at home, and slightly pushed back the broken hair on his forehead before going out with Andre.

With a smile on the corner of Andre's mouth, after staring at Feng Yan intently for a long time, he said softly, "Your outfit is very..."

Like a cat that suddenly heard a mouse in the dark, Feng Yan raised his head and glanced at Andre, "What's wrong?"

Andre shook his shoulders slightly and couldn't help laughing, "Very suitable..."

"Then why are you laughing like this?" Feng Yan felt that Andre had something to say, and wondered if this suit was a bit shabby and not suitable for meeting elders?

"What are you laughing at!" Feng Yan couldn't help kicking Andre's calf.

Andre's eyes flashed, and he quickly calmed down again. He added, "You are so easy to arouse sadistic desires, I really want to pounce on you, fiercely..." Andre shrugged at this point.

The corners of Feng Yan's mouth twitched, and Andre's expression just now was like a lion who has seen fresh meat.

Then, Feng Yan automatically imagined various scenes of Andre abusing him in the next itinerary.

After several hours of driving, they arrived at their destination. Feng Yan couldn't help shrinking her neck as soon as she got out of the car. The temperature in the northern area was obviously much lower.

Andre took out a scarf to help him wrap it around, and smoothed his hair by the way, his movements were very gentle and skillful, as if they had always lived together like this.

Such a small action made Feng Yan's heart warm and sore, feeling that happiness came a bit too simple and roundabout, without a sense of reality, and it seemed that it might disappear at any time.

He sniffed uncomfortably, and moved his head forward.

Andre shook his head helplessly and followed Feng Yan's pace.

Andre stopped in front of a two-story single-family villa. A middle-aged man hurried out to meet him. He respectfully said to Andre without squinting: "Your Excellency, Master has been waiting for you for a long time."

Andre nodded slightly and walked forward. Feng Yan followed closely and glanced at the middle-aged man who retreated to the side. He remembered that this man was the one who picked him up after he was tied up on the plane last time. Feng Yan still remembers the look in his eyes clearly.

The layout of the house is not very gorgeous, but it is very stylish. Old Montmorency was sitting on the sofa with a giant white poodle lying at his feet. Feng Yan suddenly felt that they were a good match.

When the giant dog saw someone approaching, he shook his head and got up, stared at André for a while, and then came over wagging his tail, looking as arrogant as old Montmorency.

Andre stepped forward and nodded, "Father, how are you doing recently?"

"Yeah." The old man hummed lightly, looked behind Andre, and frowned slightly, "Simba! Come back."

Feng Yan was about to stretch out his hand to tease the poodle that was rubbing against his feet, but was startled by the old man's words, and couldn't help laughing wildly in his heart, Simba?Is the imagination of their father and son's name also inherited!

Andre pulled Feng Yan to sit on the sofa opposite old Montmorency, and spoke slowly.

"Father, I hope you won't embarrass him again in the future."

Old Montmorency didn't speak, but looked at Feng Yan with cold eyes.

"We are here today to explain, not to negotiate." Andre's tone became more serious, "No matter what your opinion is, I will not compromise."

"Oh! The wings are stiff, aren't they?"

"For what you have done before, I can let it go, but there will be no next time." Andre had a tough attitude, paused and continued, "Father, you arranged for someone to blow up my car before, right?...You Knowing my habit of riding in a car, I have always been the first car, because the view will be blocked if I am caught in the middle, I don't like the feeling of being blocked."

Old Montmorency glanced at his son. He had a handsome and resolute face, a tall and strong figure, extraordinary agility, and a smart and capable mind. His son was so outstanding. If you are so free and easy, why would you like a man!

He looked at Feng Yan next to Andre, with a well-balanced and tall figure, and a charming and handsome face, but he was also a man, and he also exuded male hormones.

"If what you are worried about is the heir of the Montmorency family, then I have already solved it. Now that technology is advanced, it is not difficult for me to want an heir."

"What the Montmorency family needs is a proper mistress! Like your mother!"

Andre was silent for a while, glanced at Feng Yan, and then said: "I'm ready to leave that seat to him." Andre said to leave it to him, not her, "Father, leaving an heir is The biggest concession I can make is that I cannot marry a wife and have children against my will."

"That's why you brought him to see me today? A showdown?"

"I have an obligation to explain to you, and please think twice before you act in the future, after all, you are hurting someone important to me."

"You are young and don't understand now, and you won't think so in a few years." Old Montmorency softened his tone.

"Father, you have stopped treating me as a child since I was 13 years old." Andre smiled softly.

"If you still persist after five years, I will not interfere again."

"Then, I will take good care of him for the next few years..." Andre shook Feng Yan's hand, "Father, we will have dinner with you today."

☆, end chapter

The author has something to say: this is the end, and there will be extra episodes in the future.

One day there will be a story about Tong Yu and Luo Jue.

Tong Jin: "Not coming back yet?"

Feng Yan: "Come on... are you okay?"

Tong Jin: "It's nothing bad."

Feng Yan: "What about him?"

Tong Jin: "He is in his own world."

Feng Yan: "That's it?"

Tong Jin: "If you can come back to take on the responsibility of the family, there may be more to come."

Feng Yan: "Then I will help you unload the burden as soon as possible."

Tong Jin: "What about you?"

Feng Yan: "There is still a long way to go, so watch as you go."

The beach of Biarritz, France, which is the surfing capital of Europe, is a leisure resort for the aristocratic society. You can see the scenery of Spain from the open-air balcony of the hotel in the south of Biarritz.

Feng Yan was walking on the beach not far from the hotel in white clothes and trousers. He could hear the whistling wind in his ears, which felt cool and comfortable on his face. Under his feet was the winding and stretching coastline, which stretched forward.

There are many reefs along the coast, and some reefs have their own names. Feng Yan looked for those reefs with names according to the marks on the map in memory while walking.

In front was a strange middle-aged lady walking alone with her pet dog, and behind was Andre Montmorency who followed leisurely. Feng Yan slowed down and looked at the sunset scenery in the distance with a smile on his lips.

Andre quickened his pace and stood shoulder to shoulder with Feng Yan.

"That time in Detroit, why didn't you come to save me, but Tong Yu?"

"I just save time and take the most reasonable and effective action."

"Yes, everything is under your control."

"Still jealous?"

"I just didn't quite understand it at the time."

"You don't need to understand, just accept."

"You almost ruined my worldview."

"I love you."

Regarding the wounds caused by love, no one is qualified to ask for forgiveness, but there are also people who only need love and do not need forgiveness. After all, there is still a long way to go.