with son

India... Indian?

When Jiang Yuxing heard this, he immediately became sober.

When he woke up from the dream, it was still dark and the room was dark, and he didn't see if he had bitten Lin Ziyan's teeth marks on his face.

Outside the door, Lin Ziyan raised his hand and touched his face, puzzled, "Yin Zi? What Yin Zi?"

Lin Mo leaned over and took a look, "Why does it seem...to be bitten by someone?!" He was startled and said, "My lord, is there a thief in the house?! And bit your face?!"

Lin Ziyan suddenly thought of Jiangyu Xing in the room, "...No, no."

Lin Mo quickly looked at his young master up and down, "Young master, are you okay? Did you get bitten anywhere else?"

Lin Ziyan: "... probably not."

"I'm going to get the ointment for the young master." He hurriedly ran into the room, but before Lin Ziyan could stop him, he saw his foot slip and plop open the door.

Jiang Yuxing on the bed met Lin Mo on the ground.

Jiangyu Xing: "...Good morning."

Lin Mo blinked, collapsed and shouted, "Ah!!!"

Lin Ziyan quickly covered his mouth, "Little Mo, speak softly."

Lin Mo: "No, no, no!"

Lin Ziyan had no choice but to let him go.

"My lord," Lin Mo pointed at Jiang Yuxing, dumbfounded, "Why is he here?!"

Lin Ziyan said: "He is here to help me."

Lin Mo: "Why do you want to sleep in the son's bed?!"

Lin Ziyan: "..."

"Don't you sleep on the bed?" Jiang Yuxing sat up from the bed in disheveled clothes, and said lazily, "Dangtang Shangshufu is so stingy?"

Lin Mo: "Go to sleep in another room, why are you sleeping in my son's bed?!"

Jiangyuxing: "Where you sleep is not the same?"

Lin Mo: "It's different!"

Jiangyuxing: "Why is it different?"

Lin Mo almost blurted out, my son will have a big belly!

Half an hour later, Lin Mo looked at Jiang Yuxing who was having breakfast in his son's room, and thought bitterly, son, you have changed, you will hide wild men, don't let me tell the master!Son, you were not like this before!

The marks on Lin Ziyan's face still persisted, and it was hard for him to go out.Jiangyu Xing felt a little sorry, and said awkwardly: "Then what... I didn't mean it... just..."

"It's okay," Lin Ziyan said, "Brother Jiang, don't worry about it."

Jiang Yuxing said again: "How about... I rub it for you?"

Before Lin Ziyan could speak, Lin Mo rushed to say: "No need! I'll rub it for you!" What are you rubbing, you clearly want to take advantage of my son!

"Maybe the mark will disappear after a while." Lin Ziyan raised his hand and rubbed it by himself, maybe with a little force, his cheeks turned red all of a sudden.

Jiang Yuxing looked at his flushed face and thought silently, it's strange that he looks good.

In the afternoon, Lin Ziyan's face finally returned to normal.He went to the study to find his father, Jiang Yuxing was in his room flipping through the military records boredly, seeing Lin Mo staring at him fiercely, he couldn't help raising the book in his hand and said: "You want to read it too?"

Lin Mo: "Don't look!"

Jiang Yuxing put down the military record and asked, "Then what are you staring at me for?"

"My son is kind-hearted, that's why I was deceived by you," Lin Mo said angrily, "I don't believe you!" Don't even think about doing bad things!

Jiangyu Xing didn't care, thought for a while, and asked again: "Your son...do you often sleep on the same bed with others?"

"Nonsense!" Lin Mo said angrily, "My son doesn't like sleeping with others!"

Jiang Yuxing suddenly felt relieved, flipped through the book again, and said casually: "But he slept well last night." He kept rubbing against my arms.

Lin Mo didn't believe it, "Young master must not be able to sleep and dare not say it!" It's so pitiful to stay silent until dawn.

Jiang Yuxing: "He fell into a deep sleep." I bit his face and didn't wake up.

Lin Mo: "No way!"

The two argued for a long time without any result, so when Lin Ziyan came back from the study, Lin Mo asked him anxiously, "My lord, did you sleep well last night?!"

Lin Ziyan nodded, "Very good." Very warm.

Then, like an eggplant beaten by Shuang, Lin Mo squatted in the corner and did not speak.

Lin Ziyan was confused, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay," Jiang Yuxing, who was sitting at the table, said quite comfortably, "He didn't sleep well last night, just squat for a while and he will be fine."

Lin Ziyan: "..."

That night, as soon as it got dark, Lin Mo also took out a quilt from the cabinet, and spread it fluffy on the floor, "My lord, I'll sleep here tonight!"

Lin Ziyan: "...the ground is cold."

"It's not cold." Lin Mo replied to his young master's words, but his eyes were fixed on Jiang Yuxing beside the bed. After thinking for a while, he took a stick and put it beside the quilt, "Young master, if you have anything to do, you must call me !"

Lin Ziyan nodded blankly.

On the bed, Jiang Yuxing pulled the quilt over his head and fell asleep.

Lin Mo: "..." Don't cover my son with a quilt!

That night, Lin Mo had another dream, dreaming that he drove that wild man away with a stick.He happily ran back to find his son, but he saw him climbing the wall by stepping on stones.

He was terrified, and hurriedly shouted, son, what are you doing? !come down!What should I do if I fall? !

The young master turned his head and said aggrievedly that he was gone.

Lin Mo asked, who is missing?

The son said, my sweetheart.

Lin Mo asked blankly, who is your sweetheart?

Then, I saw that wild man appearing from the wall again, hugging his son and kissing him, saying, it's me.

Lin Mo woke up with another "bang".

He panted, blinked, looked at the morning light entering the room, and then remembered that he was sleeping in the son's room.

He turned his head to look at the bedside, only to see Jiang Yuxing turned his back to him, completely blocking his son from seeing him at all.

He lifted the quilt and was about to walk over when he heard Lin Daniu's anxious shout from outside the door, "Master, it's not good! The master and Jiang Shangshu are fighting at the gate of the palace city!"

His young master seemed to have been woken up, and he didn't hear what was said outside the door, so he murmured: "What's wrong?"

The wild man on the bed said: "It seems that my father and your father... have a fight?"