Pets entertain the family, while for the heir, the meaning of life is managing wealth and how to make it snowball.

From the moment they are born, their destiny is determined. From the moment they speak the first word, they have to learn all the achievements of human wisdom.

This is the case for every generation, and there has never been a mistake. The heir is like a precision machine, maintaining the operation of the family until the birth of a new generation of heirs.

There is only one heir who is a special case. He doesn't like the prescribed life, so he sneaks to the amusement park, watching other people's happiness, and imagining another life for himself.

He became obsessed with those novels where the protagonists were written every day, more than traditional economic literature, and even secretly hid behind the curtain and wrote a story of his own.

Even if the protagonist in the story is pushed into a fire pit, he can quickly get up and live a life of recklessness.

No one can do anything to him, in this unique world, he is an absolutely free existence.

When the story was finished, behind the curtain, the heir was so excited that his blood was boiling, as if he had finally got something that was crazy.

The heir has a prescribed age for marriage, a prescribed marriage partner, and even a prescribed time for marriage, but on that day, the young heir broke away from everyone's control and tasted happiness for the first time.

The story is everything in Heirs.

When he said this, Xiao Wucuo buried his head in Xu Xiaoxing's heart, his shoulders trembled slightly, as if he was crying or laughing.

Xu Xiaoxing held his round shoulders, squeezed them lightly twice, pursed his lips and said nothing.

After a while, Xiao Wucuo raised his head, stared at him brightly and asked, "Do you think this heir is a pervert?"

Xu Xiaoxing's hand slipped down naturally, and he lifted his chin, but asked an insignificant question: "What's his name?"

Xiao Wucuo was stunned: "Xiao... Shu."

"Ah."

Xu Xiaoxing responded lightly, and then stopped talking, and Xiao Wucuo couldn't figure out what he was thinking.

The world of the five towers was quiet, neither of them spoke anymore, the night covered their eyes like invisible tentacles, but other senses became clear.

Xu Xiao moved his legs, as if he was feeling something.

Xiao Wucuo suddenly turned his back to him, curled up like a shrimp, his face turned red in the dark night.

As long as he thought of the feeling he had when he finished writing the story, he couldn't control himself. As long as Xu Xiaoxing was here, he couldn't restrain his desire to get him.

Xu Xiaoxing was his, and it could only be his.

Xu Xiaoxing's life is his biggest dream, and getting Xu Xiaoxing is equivalent to breaking away from everyone's control.

"Hmm—"

He couldn't help humming in the dark, even if Xu Xiaoxing didn't touch him, he went there.

His sanity suddenly became sober, and after realizing what he had done, Xiao Wuzuo was so ashamed that he wanted to crawl into the ground,

What did he do!Oh my god!

In Xu Xiaoxing's arms, with his back turned to him, he did such inappropriate things secretly!

Xu Xiaoxing probably didn't notice it, after all he was so quiet and didn't make much noise.

Then I heard Xu Xiaoxing say: "Next time, don't sneak around."

Xiao Wuzuo: "..."

It's better to die, it's over.

They didn't do anything, Xiao Wucuo used a small cleaning technique on himself, and followed Xu Xiaoxing to break into the tower.

The illusion will reflect the most fearful memory in their hearts, Xiao Wuzuo is well aware of his own memory, he knows that he will definitely see the unbearable past.

Perhaps to embolden himself, or perhaps to encourage himself, he told Xu Xiaoxing about his life in a third-party tone.

As long as Xu Xiaoxing doesn't think he is a pervert, then this memory will lose its threat to him, because he is no longer bound by the past, and now there is only one Xu Xiaoxing in his heart.

He was not born for wealth, he came for Xu Xiaoxing.

The moment they walked out of the teleportation array, boundless darkness quickly enveloped the two of them. It was dark before their eyes, and then suddenly brightened.

The road under your feet leads directly to the gorgeous and luxurious mid-level villas, and the lush trees rustle in the breeze.The chirping of cicadas came from the depths, and the sunlight passed through the gaps in the branches and leaves, casting spots on the brick road.

Xiao Wucuo built a small pergola on his forehead with his hands, and looked at the gate of the villa from a distance - this beautiful birdcage that he has lived in for 18 years.

"Master!" came a surprised and delighted voice from behind.

Xiao Wucuo turned around and found the butler getting off the luxury car, looking very anxious.

Also, the master who was ordered to serve suddenly disappeared, and it was strange that he was not in a hurry.

The moment he stood here, Xiao Wucuo knew that this was the day when he returned from the playground for the last time.Because on this day, his going to the playground was discovered.

The butler ran to his side and said with a bitter face: "You are finally back, why did you disappear without saying a word, everyone is so anxious—"

"Housekeeper." Xiao Wucuo interrupted him, and he no longer behaved like before, with a bright smile on his face.He said, "What do you think I will be punished today?"

The housekeeper was stunned in place, as if meeting him for the first time, his eyes were full of surprise, but also... sympathy.

In the gorgeous villa, his father and mother were sitting on the expensive sofa, the two of them even had the same sitting posture, the whole villa was rigid and lifeless.

My mother is 40 years old, but she is well maintained and looks younger and more beautiful than a 20-year-old schoolgirl.

She was the first to raise her face and shouted, "Where did you go?"

Xiao Wucuo sat down on the sofa carelessly, and replied indifferently: "The playground."

At this time, my father frowned, and said in a deep voice: "The heir shouldn't do such a thing, you have let us down too much, from today onwards you can no longer leave the room, and you will receive thirty lashes every day, I hope you can Remember that lesson."

The mother still didn't think it was enough and added: "Take the etiquette class twice in the future, look at your sitting posture, is this what an heir should look like?"

"Isn't it just that Erlang's legs are turned up? Not only do I want to turn up, but I dare to be disheveled and frivolous in front of you—"

Every time he said a word, he would match it with movements. Erlang's legs were raised indecently, and his well-behaved buttons were torn off, and he even went down all the way, looking at the elder with provocative eyes.

"Enough!" The mother stood up furiously, and shouted at the father next to her, "Take the whip, doesn't he dare? I'll hit him until he dares!"

Father nodded, and calmly brought the whip.

On the first floor of the huge villa, there were only the three of them at the moment, and his mother walked towards him with a whip. There were no barbs on the whip, and there was no salt water. It was her poor love.

Xiao Wucuo clenched his fists secretly, the majestic aura of monk Nascent Soul was flowing through his meridians, and he could break through the illusion with just one blow.

"Mr. Xiao Jinli, and Ms. Wei Lian, just treat me as dead in the future, because I already have the perfect candidate to form a new family."

——His name is Xu Xiaoxing.

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