She cried----------I could clearly hear myself crying, crying so wantonly and angrily!
She lay in front of the car, wiping her tears and sobbing over and over again, and asked over and over again, "Nangong Tou, you are really annoying, you really have made me very, very annoying in my life... You messed with me for no reason,
You made me fall in love with you for no reason, you abandoned me for no reason, you made me hate you for no reason...and now...you want to abandon me for no reason..."
"Fool." He stopped the car, raised his hand to wipe her tears, and murmured gently, "Why did you say that I would abandon you when I gave you the right to choose, Xiaoyu, the one who is prepared to be abandoned?
It's me..."
"I don't want it!" She was a bit willful and looked up at him and replied angrily, "Why do you want me to make this choice, why do you want me to be so cruel! You know clearly that I can't let it go... I will definitely not let it go..."
She is cowardly, not brave, and cannot even be cruel enough to abandon him!
Even after five years of defense, when it comes to relationships, she will always be her. When facing Nangong Tou, it is he who grasps the focus and key points!
If she is asked to make a choice, she still feels suddenly and inexplicably at a loss!
Even now, just like five years ago, she could hardly imagine leaving Nangong Tou behind!
Even though, she had been abandoned by him for five years!
"So, do you want me to make a choice?" Holding her, Nangong Tou asked in a low voice, "So, my fish, do you want to be kept in captivity by me for the rest of your life?"
Yan Xiaoyu raised his head, his eyes blurry with tears, "Is this... a proposal?"
Nangong Tou looked at her, "Are you willing?"
She was stunned and opened her lips, wanting to answer something.
But she was suddenly sealed by Nangong Tou, ruthlessly grabbing her kiss and her breath!
She was almost breathless from the kiss, and then he stopped, leaning against her lips, biting her lip line over and over again, and said lightly, "Since you let me decide, then I don't want to hear the answer. It must be yes."
"
Yan Xiaoyu was frustrated, "I don't even give an answer to any proposal! How can there be such a domineering person in the world!"
"There is nothing in the world," he continued to kiss her, "there is something here."
Yan Xiaoyu blushed, raised her head slightly, and accepted his kiss.
This was the first time since they had not seen each other for several years. It was the first time that two people were so sincere and in love. They kissed for a long time and did not want to separate.
Entangled, lingering.
She panted slightly, and his breathing became heavier.
Even though she hadn't seen him for several years, she was familiar with his inertia, so she hurriedly avoided him and said, "Ozawa is waiting for us, so let's go back to the villa."
"Before you come out, tell him it will be very late." He raised his right hand and the seat gradually slid back. Nangong Tou pressed her body, "Ozawa is asleep, don't worry, we have enough time tonight...
…”
"Enough time?" Xiaoyu raised his eyes.
"Indulgence..." Nangong Tou locked her and finally sighed, "I miss you so much. Let me indulge you once tonight, okay, baby?"
It’s not like we haven’t done it since we met!
Why is he talking as if he has been abstinent for thousands of years!
But he sighed and didn't refute. Xiaoyu accepted his kiss and sighed, "Okay... But adults, you should pay attention to your health."
He raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you worried that I don't have enough energy after cooking four tables of meals?"
"No." Xiaoyu shook his head and said seriously, "I'm worried that you will be exhausted after a night of indulgence..."
She bit her ear and whispered, "You can be indulgent in the future, but not just tonight."
Nangong Tou let out a loud cry, turned over and pressed down, and without stopping, tore off her clothes and kissed her lips fiercely----
Xiaoyu closed his eyes and accepted it, inexplicably, a little addicted...
It is said that addiction is a kind of indulgence. I wonder if this kind of indulgence can last for a long time?
She thought, before she found Brando, before she found the Black Terrorists, before she solved Jane and found out about Jane's family, before the final battle - she couldn't say for sure.
But this night, the spring breeze is destined to be unrestrained!
When I returned at night, Ozawa had already fallen asleep.
However, in order to wait for them, I slept on the sofa. I think Mige and Qingtian must not be able to talk to Brother Ze and let him go back to his room to rest.
As soon as Xiaoyu saw it, he sighed, glared at Nangong Tuo and said, "It seems you don't know your son well enough. He has to guard the house and refuse to go back to his room to sleep until mommy comes home. This has been his years."
Habit."
"It seems that he needs to change slowly in the future." Nangong Tou walked forward, picked up Ozawa, and said in a soft voice, "This is my business, I can't always let my son do it."
Although she had now recognized the fact that Nangong Tou recognized Ozawa, she still couldn't help but blush and feel warm when she heard him calling her son in such a family-friendly tone.
"You go take a shower, and I'll carry him back to the room," Nangong Tou ordered, whispering, "You have worked hard for so long, it's time to get tired."
The word "tired" seems to have a profound meaning, and even a fool can figure out what it means!
Thinking of the madness between the two of them in the car just now, Yan Xiaoyu's face burned again----------
To be honest, since the uncontrollable madness on the snow mountain many years ago, she has never been so sober and crazy with him. This kind of madness is really deadly!
Her waist is almost broken at that age.
"He sleeps lightly, don't wake him up."
Yan Xiaoyu gave another instruction, then tiptoed and went to the bathroom softly!
Nangong Tou saw her leaving, hugged Ozawa, and entered the bedroom. As soon as he put it on the bed, he sat on the edge of the bed, looked at him and said with a smile, "Aren't you awake yet?"
Ozawa moved, opened his eyes suddenly, looked at him with a smile on his face and said, "Daddy knows that I'm not asleep?"
"Your breathing rate and heartbeat fluctuate differently every second. Unless you are sensitive to the outside world, your sleep state will not be so awake." Nangong Tou looked at him teaching calmly, "I knew it from the moment I hugged you.
, However, you can still hide it well. I am familiar with the functions of the human body, so I can understand it quickly."
"I know, daddy, you are not only an arms expert, but also a medical genius!" Ozawa sat up, smiled, and said, "But daddy, am I better at controlling mommy's emotions?"
"It's undeniable." Nangong Tou sighed, "You know your mommy very well and know what she cares about most and what her weaknesses are."
"It's better to be soft-hearted than hard-hearted. Mommy is the easiest to be soft-hearted." Ozawa sighed, but also praised, "But I think, daddy, you also knew this, but you didn't have the heart to take advantage of it. You just felt that you owed mommy,
You want to wait for her to make her natural choice, right?"
If he hadn't resorted to coquettishness, wishing he could even resort to low-level methods like crying, his dad would have used the soft and bitter trick, and he would have been able to get dad and mom to reconcile and recognize each other so early and so quickly.
A family reunion?
So daddy will use the opportunity and method!
But the catalyst, the most important messenger, is Mr. Zhuge Xiaoze!
"But daddy, my help is not for nothing!" Ozawa said with a smile, "I have conditions!"
"I have already promised your mother," Nangong Tou smiled, and said without waiting for him to say the conditions, "Nangong family, this time, there will be three children returning to the family to recognize their ancestors."
Nangong Xiaoze was startled, as if in a daze, and it took him a while to realize that his father had such a clear and insightful ability to penetrate people's hearts!
"I don't know what to say..." Ozawa, who was actually not good at expressing his feelings, stared blankly at Nangong Tou, "You...are really exactly the same as the father I imagined..."
"When I was young, I also experienced several years of being homeless and being raised by my mother. My father experienced an indifferent family education since he was a child. Therefore, when he and I got to know each other, they were always opposed to each other, even if they occasionally met.
When we reached the same point of identity, we always had arguments. Although I was relatively adaptable, at that time, I still longed for him to be close to me. It took us several years to truly find and adapt to the feeling of father and son." Nangong
Toru recalled the time when he was a child, recounting the cold and awkward closeness with Young Master Ju, and smiled, "So, with my son, we must not repeat the same mistakes. At least I will make you feel that I understand you and am willing to accept it.
You can have any provocation or intimacy with me, because by blood, I am your father."
The word father was spoken solemnly, but Ozawa burst into tears and wanted to cry for a moment.
He has never tried to show weakness. He has always felt that he has the function of protecting everything at home. He has to learn a lot at a young age. He has to find ways and work hard to support the family and protect Mommy!
Sometimes I am confused and sometimes I am tired.
But now suddenly someone is willing to carry and share the burden. Not only does he not feel like a substitute, but he feels relieved when he shares the burden.
I even want to say that he wants to act coquettishly at this moment!
Only a few years later, Comrade Ozawa, who had always been known as his elder brother and a sensible person, now wanted to act like a spoiled child!
"Daddy..." he called.
"I'm here." Daddy responded.
"Daddy!"
"Um."
"Daddy! Daddy! Daddy daddy daddy!"
Ozawa felt that he was crazy, and Ozawa felt that this was not his true self, but Brother Ozawa was very happy and couldn't help calling out, "Daddy, Daddy! Daddy——!"
Nangong Tou responded one after another without getting tired of it.