Young Master Jiao and the Poor Master

Most of the worry and anxiety in my heart dissipated the moment I saw the tearful boy, and there was no time to question or criticize him. I already had a soft body in my arms, and I just gambled everything Xia Murong wanted to say and ask. , all I can do is hold tightly to the lost and found... baby.

Every day from a distance, you can see the words of obediently guarding in front of the house to welcome him home. Even if Xia Murong didn't deliberately feel it, he could still feel the change in his mood.Because of the existence of such a person, going home really becomes "going home", no matter how tired I am, I don't feel hard.This is his home.

But more than half an hour ago, when he opened the door and still couldn't see Yanyan, Xia Murong was flustered for a moment.After searching inside and out and still not seeing Yan Yan, Xia Murong's mind went blank for a few seconds, as if he didn't understand why the boy who obediently waited for him to come back every day disappeared.

Speeding up his pace and searching around, he thought, maybe it was because Yanyan was too boring to be naughty for a while, maybe he was hiding somewhere with a smile and waiting for him to find him.He couldn't help thinking about Yanyan's recent behavior and emotions, trying to find some clues, and then fell into self-blame.

Blame yourself for your negligence.

He didn't seem to be able to have a good chat with Yanyan these days, he came back in a hurry, took a rest in a hurry, and went out in a hurry.He was busy with the tuition fees of the two of them, so all this seemed natural to him.

But he forgot that for such a long time, his boy was waiting at home alone, day after day.

Obviously lonely, obviously lonely.

Obviously the most afraid of loneliness, obviously the most afraid of loneliness.

But every time he comes back, what he sees from a distance is always a smiling face in high spirits.

After clearly realizing what he shouldn't do, Xia Murong couldn't help frowning.

This is... his baby, how could he ignore it.

"Brother, woo woo... Brother, my feet hurt, my feet hurt!"

The strength of the poor benefactor hurt him a lot, and he believed that the poor benefactor was angry with him. In order to avoid being taught a lesson, Young Master Jiao sold his pity first.Sobbing and rubbing against the generous chest of the poor benefactor, he did not forget to lift up his injured right foot pitifully, Young Master Jiao squeezed his tears desperately, Xia Murong's heart throbbed in pain.

"Be good, don't hurt anymore, brother, look, be good." Xia Murong squatted halfway, Young Master Jiao sat obediently on the squatting poor benefactor's lap, with one hand around the poor benefactor's neck, one finger Looking at his red and swollen ankle, "Brother, woo, look, it's all swollen, and it hurts even if you touch it lightly."

Xia Murong naturally saw it, and it was because of seeing it that he felt even more distressed.Yanyan was originally more delicate than ordinary children, but now he has changed into this look, the shoes can no longer be worn, Xia Murong took off Yanyan's shoes, and held the boy's white feet with his wide palm, not daring to touch them It was red and swollen.

"It's okay, Yanyan is a man, can you bear this pain, right? My brother will carry you home and rub the medicine on you, okay?" Xia Murong squatted down with his back to Yanyan while comforting him, and patted The boy's ass, beckoning him to come up.

His face was slightly red, and Young Master Jiao lay down on the bed with a happy face.Well, it's great, not only was I not scolded, but I was able to enjoy this, uh, kind of treatment.Uh, what should I do, he can't cry anymore, what should I do when I get home later.

After walking two steps, the distressed and sweet Young Master Jiao finally remembered the business, hurriedly whispered into the poor benefactor's ear, "Brother, box, my box."

Xia Murong stopped, and when he turned his head, he saw the tow box that was thrown aside by the owner not far away, "Where did it come from?"

"My house, I'm going home in the afternoon." The declaration didn't feel wrong at all, and she was a little sad after she finished speaking, with her head resting on the shoulders of the poor benefactor, but she was no longer really sad.After returning to the side of the person I trusted, the whole person settled down, because I knew that I was safe and would not be abandoned.

Xia Murong's expression froze for a few minutes, and even his breathing stopped for a few seconds.go home?The words belong to him, how could he go home?Which home do you want to go to?Where is home?Saying that he... Do you want to leave him?Yanyan... and relatives?

If it was true, he should be happy for Yanyan.But Xia Murong knew clearly that he couldn't be happy at all.

Returning to the room with confused thoughts, Xia Murong watched Yan Yan sitting on the ground like a baby and tossing the suitcase, and then rushed to him with a golden pig-like thing offering treasures and squatted down, putting one hand on his lap , holding the golden pig in one hand, jumping for joy, "Brother, open it and have a look, hurry up!"

The excited boy urged that this was his treasure, and now he would dedicate it to his brother.

Even though he was undecided, Xia Murong still couldn't refuse, and kissed the boy's forehead, fearing that the ground would be cold, he pulled the boy up and sat on his lap.I don't know when it started, even such an intimate act became so natural, Uncle Xia only saw it once and was amazed again and again.Mu Mu is only three years older than Yan Yan, so he can almost catch up with his father's doting on his son with such a pampering spirit, what's the matter.

Young Master Jiao huddled in the arms of the poor benefactor, his calves were dangling leisurely, and the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't be concealed no matter what.He was full of anticipation to see the surprised expression of the poor benefactor, and he was completely different from the boy who was sitting blankly wiping his tears in the afternoon, and there was no trace of sadness.

Xia Murong was startled, "Yanyan, where did you get so much money?"

It was a piggy bank, but it wasn't the coins he had imagined, but brand new hundred-yuan notes.this……

Xia Murong's face became serious, but when he saw the expectation in the boy's eyes, he softened instantly, even he found it inconceivable.Xia Murong didn't want to admit that he instinctively wanted to please Yanyan when he was afraid that Yanyan would leave.

"I saved it, isn't it great?" Young Master Jiao proudly puffed out his chest. From now on, he is a rich man.Hey, how stupid, why didn't I think of this at first.Well, well, if he hadn't been so hotheaded to pluck up the courage to run to the door in order to sell a bed of cotton wool, he wouldn't have been able to go home anyway, he didn't dare.

Now, Young Master Jiao thinks, it's worth it!

Kissing the lips of the dazed poor benefactor, Young Master Jiao was extremely satisfied, he knew that the poor benefactor would be happy.Hey, I don't know if the money is enough for tuition or something.Taking a glance at the poor benefactor who still didn't come back to his senses, the opportunity was too late, Young Master Jiao calmly stole several kisses in a row, and then failed when he tried to pry the poor benefactor's lips away.

"Hey hey" laughed a few times, Young Master Jiao was not in the slightest embarrassment of being caught, "How about it, is it enough for tuition?"

"Don't interrupt, let's start from the beginning. First of all, when did you leave in the afternoon? Why didn't you tell me, do you know..."

Do you know I'm worried; Do you know I'm blaming myself; Do you know it's the first time I realize you're more important than I thought...

"Brother! I'm itchy! Huh, it's so itchy, huh..." Young Master Jiao interrupted immediately. If he could, he hoped that the poor benefactor would just spoil him forever. Uh, he would go towards this direction efforts.

Originally it was just an excuse to make trouble, but after bringing it up, Young Master Jiao couldn't calm down anymore. Now it was really itchy, itching deeply, unbearably itchy.Completely uncontrollable, he rubbed against the poor benefactor, with bigger and bigger force, more and more red eyes, "Brother, let go, woo, itch, let me scratch it, Just a moment, woo, just a moment..."

Xia Murong cursed in a low voice, damn it, Yanyan's body was covered with red rashes, he didn't even notice, it was only a few hours, how did this little idiot make himself so miserable.

Controlling Yanyan's restless hands with one hand, and hugging Yanyan like a child with the other, Xia Murong's face finally became serious, and now he really couldn't laugh, "Don't move, do you hear me!"

Young Master Jiao pursed his lips in grievance, well, he was still being scolded after all.

After taking a soapy bath, the white and tender boy lay on the bed, refusing to accept the poison of the unpleasant ointment.Xia Murong frowned, "Don't make trouble, this is for itching, you have used it before, it is very effective, right?"

Young Master Jiao shook his head resolutely. It was because he had used him before that he refused. He didn't dare to do so before, but now that he has become a little more courageous, Young Master Jiao felt that it was time to fight for himself, "Brother, don't apply the medicine, okay? It smells bad. Well, lick it for me, how about licking it, the saliva can also be disinfected."