Quick Wear: Is the Lord God showing double standards again today?

"Then let the servants..."

Nan Feng was about to ask the servant to get it, but his hand was tightly grasped, and he saw the young master nodded.

Between the comfort zone and the south wind, our young master finally chose the south wind and tried to overcome his psychological barriers.

He wants to be normal, wants to be better, wants the man not to abandon him, just needs to give him time, just needs the man to be a little more patient, just a little bit

"Do you really want to go home with me?" Nanfeng touched the young master's head.

Shen Junhuai nodded firmly and pointed to the drawing board

The peach tree on the painting board is gorgeous in the spring sunshine, with flowers all over the tree, like a gorgeous painting.

"Very beautiful, the young master is really amazing," Nan Feng praised sincerely.

Shen Junhuai was praised, his eyes curved like a bright crescent moon, bright and beautiful, completely different from his previous emotionless look.

Mother Shen stood outside the door, watching the two people getting along harmoniously inside the house. She felt extremely complicated. She didn't know what her son's feelings were for the boy from the Nan family, but she would support him no matter what, because Shen Junhuai had suffered too much in the past few years...

When Shen Junhuai first got into the car, he was still shaking a little, as if he was very scared. He had already used up all his courage to step out of the Shen residence.

The south wind gently hugs the person tightly in his arms. "Don't be afraid, I'm here, I'm here." The voice is gentle and seems to have the magic power to calm people's hearts.

The man's gentle voice filled his ears, and the familiar fragrance of flowers filled his body. Shen Junhuai's rapidly beating heart was soothed bit by bit, and then he closed his eyes and leaned against the man's chest, listening to the strong heartbeat. The two heartbeats slowly approached and overlapped.

Mother Shen was relieved when she saw this from the car window. She was really afraid that Huai Huai would not be able to adapt and then get sick. She saw him close his eyes and said to Nan Feng:

"Xiaofeng, I've packed Huaihuai's daily necessities and put them in the trunk. Don't bother with that. Stay at the Nan family for a few days. Maybe a change of environment won't be a bad thing for Huaihuai."

The Shen family has been unstable recently. There are spies in the branch. There are external and internal troubles. It is not safe for Shen Junhuai to stay in the Shen family. They can protect him for a while, but it is impossible for them to pay attention to details all the time. The Nan family is the leader of the aristocratic families. Those who have bad intentions and want to touch Shen Junhuai need to weigh their own weight.

As for Chen Siyuan, he has bad intentions. Shen's mother seems to have kept him in Shen's house, but in fact she has been keeping him under surveillance. He can't cause any trouble, but his background is too clean, which is a bit strange. She has already sent people to investigate.

Because they were afraid of someone with ulterior motives, Nanfeng took Shen Junhuai away in a very secretive manner. Chen Siyuan didn't know that his target had been taken away. He was still thinking in the room about how to divert Nanfeng away from Shen Junhuai.

"I understand, auntie. I will take good care of the young master." Nan Feng nodded and gently tapped the waist of the person in his arms.

Shen Junhuai opened his eyes and looked up at Shen's mother. There was no emotion in his eyes, but he raised his hand and waved obediently.

It was the first time that Shen's mother received her son's reaction. She felt bitter and happy at the same time. She raised her hand and waved, "Huai Huai, you must take care of yourself too. Dad and I will take care of everything and take you home." Her eyes were filled with reluctance.

I don't know which words touched Shen Junhuai. He was stunned for a moment and buried his head in the man's shoulder. His hand grasped the corner of the man's clothes, and his fingertips turned white.

The car slowly left Shen's house and drove towards the city. Shen's house was very big so it was in the suburbs. It was not far from Li Nan's house, about two hours away.

Maybe because we were getting farther and farther away from the familiar place, the person in my arms was sleeping restlessly, with his brows furrowed.

Nan Feng raised his hand and gently touched the young master's forehead with his fingertips. The white mist-like spiritual power entered his body, and his frown slowly relaxed.

Little Stone naturally knew that Nanfeng was not an ordinary person, but most of the immortals' magic was red-gold, the magic of the demons was blue-black, and the magic of the monsters was dark green. There was no white or foggy magic at all, which made Little Stone a little confused about Nanfeng's identity.

"Brother, what did you do to the poor little thing?" Knowing too much can easily lead to confusion. Little Stone chose not to ask, but was a little curious about what Nanfeng was doing just now.

Nan Feng's indifferent opening "Meditation"

Little Stone nodded. It was a very common technique, even low-level immortals could do it. But Little Stone felt something different from it, as if Nanfeng's technique was purer.

Seeing that Nanfeng looked a little tired, Xiao Shitou also remained silent and didn't say anything. A qualified companion needs to understand the ways of the world!

The car drove into Yulong Bay and arrived at Nanjia

Nan Feng saw Ms. Lan standing at the door at a glance. Nan Yi and Nan Fu should still be in the company at this time.

Glancing at the person still sleeping in his arms, he got out of the car first, picked up the person, and walked towards the door with steady steps. The person in his arms was sleeping soundly, rubbing his head against Nanfeng's shoulder and finding a comfortable position.

Ms. Lan was almost laughing out loud with excitement. What did she see?!

My baby son brought back a little cutie! This little bird looks so cute and full of atmosphere, Ms. Lan said she is so touched!

Nan Feng nodded at Lan Qi, signaling her to be quiet and to speak later.

Then I carried the person into the house, changed shoes and went upstairs. Every step I took was very steady, for fear that the person in my arms would wake up accidentally.

When they got to the bedroom, Nanfeng hugged the person with one hand, opened the door and went in, then closed the door with his back.

Put the person on the bed, carefully take off his coat and shoes, fold his clothes and put them aside, and put his shoes on the ground first.

He covered Shen Junhuai with the quilt and tucked in the corners. Seeing that he didn't wake up, he took his shoes and left the bedroom, leaving a small gap in the door to prevent him from hearing any movement.

When I walked downstairs, I received the scrutiny and gossipy eyes of my mother.

Nanfeng put the shoes in the entrance. There were no guests at home. Usually, Nanfu and Nanyi would find a place to receive guests outside. There were never any guests at home, so there were no extra slippers.

Nanfeng called a servant and told him to go out and buy a pair of slippers, the size of the shoes, and to take back the luggage from the trunk of the car. The servant nodded and left.

Then he went to the kitchen and talked a few words about Shen Junhuai's dietary restrictions and preferences, and emphasized that he must make a separate portion. After he was done, he sat down on the sofa and drank a cup of tea that Ms. Lan had just poured for him.

Ms. Lan asked curiously, "Was that the child from the Shen family?"

Nan Feng held the teacup and said calmly, "Hmm"

"Okay, my son has only been gone for a few days and he has already brought the girl home! He is indeed my Lanqi's son," said Ms. Lan proudly.

Nan Feng declined to comment. "He'll just stay for a few days. I'll start treatment for him. Is the treatment room at home still there?"

It's no wonder he asked this question. Ms. Lan loves buying clothes so much that many houses have been destroyed. He felt that his treatment room had become one of the cloakrooms.

Ms. Lan curled her lips in dissatisfaction and said, "I would not touch your treatment room even if I used the boss's study. Why don't you trust your mom?" If Nan Yi knew this, he would start to blame his own mom again.

Nan Feng raised his eyebrows and said "believe" but the expression on his face had already proved everything.

Ms. Lan didn't expect Nanfeng to really believe it. The bad boy hadn't been home for so many years. When she missed him, she loved to go to his house to take a look. She didn't dare to touch those things because she was afraid that he would come back and see them and be unhappy. She had been away for so many years.

Nanfeng was most afraid of seeing the sadness on Ms. Lan's face. "Mom, I won't leave."

Ms. Lan's eyes widened. "You don't care about your overseas studio anymore. That's the result of your years of hard work."

Nan Feng calmly drank a sip of tea and said, "Nothing, there are other people in charge of the studio. I plan to develop in Nancheng." I just feel a little sorry for the diligent assistant.

Although the salary he was offered was ten times the market price

Ms. Lan was not in a position to say anything. Her youngest son had his own ideas since he was young and did not need them to worry about him. She was happy to have him back.

"Since the decision has been made, treat the child of the Shen family well and don't disappoint Mrs. Shen's expectations." If you can safely hand your son over to someone else, you must be either generous or trustworthy.

Ms. Lan believes that her son must be the second type. This is the confidence that Nanfeng gave her. Her son has always been the best.

The mother and son chatted for a long time downstairs. Nanfeng glanced at the watch and thought, "It's been so long, the young master should be awake. It's almost time for dinner."

As a result, Little Stone said hurriedly, "Handsome brother, the poor little thing woke up and saw you were not there, so it hid because it got sick!"

Nan Feng's expression changed and he hurried upstairs. Seeing his son in such a hurry, Ms. Lan thought something had happened and followed him upstairs.

I opened the bedroom door, the bed was messy but no one was there.

Nan Feng frowned and looked a little anxious. "Shen Junhuai?"

The room was so quiet that if Nanfeng hadn't made sure he had brought the person back and there were traces of someone lying on the bed, I would have almost thought he had been brought to the wrong room.

There weren't many things in the house, and the only place to hide someone was in the closet. Nanfeng remembered there was a closet that was big enough to hide an adult, but it was full of clothes.

Walking to the front of the cabinet, Nanfeng knocked and asked, "Young Master, are you in there?" With excellent hearing, he heard a subtle sound from inside and confirmed that the person was inside.

"Young Master, I'm outside. Don't be afraid to come out and let me see if you are okay." Nan Feng patiently guided, but the person inside did not respond to him.

"It's my fault. I shouldn't have left you alone in the room. Can you please come out and forgive me?" Nan Feng was a little flustered. It was his mistake. He didn't expect that the young master would be like this when he left for a while. He was obviously still sleeping.

Ms. Lan stood at the door and did not dare to say anything, for fear of delaying her son's coaxing and causing other bad reactions.

Nan Feng thought of something and said, "Young Master, I will take you to eat peach blossom cake, okay? You can eat more today, I will make it for you."

Sure enough, the cabinet door was opened a little bit, and Nanfeng slowly opened the door. The boy curled up and hugged his clothes, looking at him, with a hint of red at the corners of his eyes, and tears filling his eyes, his mouth drooping, looking pitiful.

Nan Feng's heart softened, and he spoke in a coaxing tone, "Young Master, can you please come out with me? It's too narrow in there, I can't hold you."

The young master thought for a while, put down the clothes in his hand that were no longer odorous, and stretched out his hand for a hug.

Nanfeng moved the clothes away, put the young master's arms around his neck, pinched his waist, and then picked him up with one hand, dragging him by the buttocks like a child.

Fortunately, the young master is thin and he is tall, so holding him like this will not look out of place. Instead, it feels like coaxing a child. He pats the back of the person in his arms.

The frightened man buried his head in his shoulder, tears dripping down his fair face onto Nanfeng's skin, burning Nanfeng's heart.

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Huai Huai is a good baby who can't live without people. There is a reason why this is the case. It's not an inexplicable dependence.

If you want to know the reason, you have to read it slowly. Don't be anxious, dears.