Major General, he is showing affection again

Garcia has always been good-tempered and doesn't get angry easily. At this moment, I don't know whether he was excited or angry by Quentin. His handsome face like ice jade was covered with a layer of crimson, his eyes were shining, and his chest heaved up and down.

Arguing in front of your little ones is not good, it will scare them.In front of Gun Gun, Garcia remained calm and restrained, his light-colored thin lips were drawn into a line, Garcia's eyes were piercing, he dragged Quentin and walked out: "I have something to tell you, let's go out and talk."

Quentin was very close to him, and his nostrils were filled with the familiar cold fragrance. Quentin was stunned for a moment, and when he woke up a little, he had been taken to the living room by Garcia.

Garcia threw Quentin on the sofa unceremoniously, and said angrily, "Do you still look like a father?"

"Lie, fight. I've been with you for two days, I don't learn if I'm good, but I've learned [-]% of the bastard!"

Quentin looked sharp, and he clenched his big hands and then loosened them: "Garcia, you accused me of being a bad boy without asking why, do you know how other kids bullied him at school, they scolded him He is a bastard of a bitch, and he scolded... and scolded you."

Quentin was instinctively unwilling to say those obscene words in front of Garcia.

When Quentin said these words, Garcia seemed to be greatly stimulated, his face lost all blood, and his body shook.

"You probably don't know about this! Gun Gun never complains to you about anything in school. He always goes home happily every day and tells you what he played with his friends today. He only talks about the teacher and The other kids were kind to him."

Quentin pressed hard: "He fought for you."

"You didn't teach children like this, Garcia. There will be bullies everywhere in this world. No matter how you treat them, they will not appreciate them. Instead, they will intensify their search for more. Your gentleman's rules will not work. , Only fight! Only overwhelming force can shut them up!"

He was so close to Garcia that the two almost became one.

Did Garcia come back to his senses, his eyes were red: "Then do you know that Gun Gun is born weak, as long as he uses his mental power, his life will be in danger.

"I know." Quentin spoke with difficulty. He only noticed that Gun Gun was weak, but he didn't expect the situation to be so serious.

Garcia pushed away Quentin, who was trying to comfort him: "No, you don't know anything at all. The time when Rolling got sick three years ago, the high fever lasted for three days, and such a small child was burned into a stove. His whole body convulsed, and he couldn't even speak. I ran all over the hospitals in Xinyue with him in my arms, and only managed to save his life."

"It's been eight years. You disappeared for eight years. We are still living a good life, but why did you put him in such a dangerous situation as soon as you came back?"

There was blood in the corner of Garcia's eyes. Seeing Garcia like this, Quentin couldn't say anything anymore. He just wanted to rush forward, hug him tightly, and heal his pain.

Kunti stepped forward quickly and hugged Garcia. Garcia struggled to push him away. He lost his mental power and was no different from an ordinary man now. His fist hit Quentin on the back, at most he was killed by a mosquito The strength of a bite.

The hot palm tightly clamped Garcia's waist, Quentin restrained Garcia who was fighting wildly, took the opportunity to move his legs away, and stood between Garcia's legs.

He put his hands on the back of the opponent's head, his long golden hair flowed down from his fingertips, and his light-colored thin lips opened and closed, full of primitive allure.

Quentin couldn't hold back anymore, he lowered his head and sucked him in.

The wild and gentle beast, rudely pried open the crimson door, from the neat white teeth to the soft tongue coating, attacking the city and conquering the territory, not letting go of a single place.

He gently licked and sucked, his warm lips and tongue intertwined, as if he wanted to swallow the other party.

The kiss fell like a storm, and Garcia's lips, face, and even his slender neck were stained with a thin layer of crimson.

Garcia had never experienced such violent and rude treatment. The thrill of trembling and excitement quickly spread throughout his body, like a tiny electric current. This feeling was too exciting. Garcia was weak all over and shook twice. I'm about to fall down.

Quentin's tight arms tightened again, and Garcia hung on his arm softly.

The light-colored thin lips were ravaged/torn into a bright red, fine silver lines overflowed from the corners of the mouth, showing a moist luster, the aquamarine-like blue eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and even the corners of the eyes revealed A few hints of charm.

This scene was so beautiful that Quentin's mouth was dry and his tongue was dry, and he became angry again.

He leaned forward, caught those two chaotic red lips, and pressed them hard again.

Garcia was dizzy by his parents and didn't know the year and month.He was like a panicked and helpless man drowning in the storm, he could only tightly hug the only driftwood beside him.

He was panting, and the palm that was about to push Quentin out did not know when to hold Quentin tightly, and he pressed Quentin hard into his arms with both hands.

When his consciousness was drowsy, he instinctively hugged the other party's neck tightly.

With warm breath on his neck, he heard the other party's affectionate address: "Gassi!"

This sound was like thunder from outside the world, and Garcia was suddenly awakened!

He stiffened and looked at the person in front of him: "What did you call me just now?"

Quentin kissed his forehead: "Garcia, what's wrong with you?"

Garcia's complexion changed drastically, dragging his limp body, exhausted all his strength, pushed Quentin away, stumbled, and ran upstairs without looking back.

******

For the next few days, the atmosphere at home was very strange. Garcia seemed to have been bitten by a snake and avoided Quentin for several days. Even if he occasionally met him, he tried to treat him as air.

"Garcia, the sweet-and-sour pork tenderloin made by Auntie is the best. You used to like sweet ones the most. Try it." Quentin picked up the largest piece of tenderloin on the plate and put it into Garcia's bowl.His expression was extremely doggy, and he almost had a sign around his neck with the words "Praise! Praise!" written on it.

Garcia looked at a large piece in his bowl, frowned, pulled the tenderloin to the outermost side with chopsticks, and said bluntly, "I don't like sweets anymore."

Quentin said "oh".

Garcia heard the faint disappointment in his words, and couldn't express the feeling in his heart. Just about to say something to him, the guy jumped up and shouted excitedly: "Then Garcia, eat more fish , This is Nanyu, the meat is delicious, I went to the river to catch it today, you should taste it quickly."

The fish meat in the bowl was crystal clear, and the scent wafted out from the nostrils. The person who was hooked had a great appetite and drool.

Garcia has lived in Nanpu for eight years. Of course he knows what Nanpu is. This kind of fish is only the size of a palm, but its flesh is plump. It is born with spiritual veins and can absorb the spiritual energy in the water.However, Nanyu is extremely rare, expensive and squeamish.It cannot be moved to other places to breed, and it can only be found at the corner of the upper reaches of the Nanjiang River, where the water flow is the most dangerous.

Garcia looked down, the clothes Quentin was wearing were not the ones he wore when he went out in the morning.

The Nanjiang River is dangerous, and there are strange beasts haunting it, guarding the lakeside.You don't need to see all kinds of things with your own eyes to know that they must be extremely dangerous.Quentin never complained to him.

Garcia's handsome face blushed undetectably, and when he thought that Quentin was so troubled and cared about, it was only "Garcia", the heart in his chest became cold again.

Garcia pursed his lips, lowered his head and poked the fish in the bowl with his chopsticks, and said muffledly, "Thank you."

Maca and Gungun glanced at each other, one big and one small saw two words in each other's eyes: No.

The usually lively dining table was silent for a while, seeing the atmosphere on the dining table rushing towards an extremely strange direction, even ten cows could not pull it back.

Maka poked Quentin with her elbow, coughed, cleared her throat, and urged, "Today is the weekend, and the kindergarten is on holiday. Didn't you say, Quentin, that you are going to take Xili and Roll to the zoo? Are you still in a daze?" What are you doing, change your clothes and go out when you are full!"

As he spoke, he quickly chased Quentin away with his hands.

Garcia raised his head when he heard the words. He deliberately ignored Quentin who was standing behind Maca. His eyes were calm and gentle, and fell on Maca's face: "Mother, let them go! Send me a message from the manufacturing institute." , saying that there is something urgent to discuss."

Maca didn't take it seriously, and waved his hand: "If there is any urgent matter in the research institute, if there is any urgent matter, there is no need to send a message, I have already called you in a hurry."

Hearing the research institute, Garcia's eyes widened suddenly, his light-colored thin lips were drawn into a line, and the fingers in his sleeves were subconsciously buckled up in an attacking gesture.

He seemed to have heard the name somewhere.

The scattered fragments that flashed through his mind quickly left, leaving only an empty space. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't remember a single bit of the past.

Maca wanted to say something more, but Garcia said first: "Mother, I'd better go and have a look, I don't feel relieved if I don't see it with my own eyes."

Quentin looked at Garcia and nodded slowly: "In that case, I'll take Roll with me."

As he spoke, he hooked his hands towards his chubby son, and the fat man who looked like tender lotus root joints cheered and rolled into Quentin's arms.

Little friends are playful by nature, Gun Gun is not in good health, Garcia rarely lets him go out to have fun alone, and he himself is busy with work, the number of times father and son go out together can be counted with a single slap.Now his father let him go, and there is a full-time nanny Quentin by his side, which completely makes up for Garcia's role.Rolling little friend is like a happy puppy, riding on Quentin's neck and rushing out.

After they left, Garcia picked up the bowl and slowly ate up the sweet and sour pork and fish in the bowl.

*******

Quentin held two bunches of candied haws in his left hand, and a large starship-shaped balloon in his right hand, with a son on his head.

Coming out of the amusement park swaggeringly, one big and one small stood on the road, watching the rolling traffic, just about to stop a passenger boat to go home, wait a minute.

Why do those two people across the road look so familiar?

Quentin stopped his movements and walked around quietly.With the help of the roadside barrier, I saw two people having a good conversation.

what?

Didn't Garcia say that he caused an emergency in the courtyard and had to go back?How did you get together with this kid!

The moment he saw the person in front of him clearly, Quentin blushed and his neck was thick, like a poor man who caught his cheating wife on the spot, with a mouthful of old blood stuck in his neck, almost suffocating to death.

It was Garcia and his fanatical suitor No. [-], the son of the governor of Nanpu Prefecture.

As for the suitor No. [-], he was scratching the wall behind him at this time.

How can this little boy be better than me? Garcia would rather be on the road with such a boy than say a word to me.

Quentin's face darkened even more as he watched the two chatting enthusiastically.