Time flies, and the white horse flies, four and a half years later.

As the snow begins to melt, the continent of New York ushers in the spring of the new year. The buds are pulled, everything recovers, the silvery world appears a little green, the birds and beasts that have survived the cold can't help but come out to have fun, and even the people who have been bored in the city for too long have driven their families to the suburbs to enjoy the fun of early spring......

However, compared to the sunny and warm spring breeze of nature, this black castle standing in the deep suburbs of the private area is clearly affected by the cold Siberian air, which exudes an extremely strange low pressure from the inside out......

"Young Master, Young Master, slow down! Your lord will be angry when he sees you like this......" The old butler Jeff didn't care about his elegant and polite demeanor at this time, and hurriedly followed the small figure in front of him, his wrinkled face burst into a cold sweat, and his chest rose and fell violently...... After all, running all the way from the gate of the castle to the hall of the main mansion, he was really struggling as an old man.

With a gesture from Jeff, the maid guards around him were ordered to come forward, intending to block the boy's steps, but with a childish cold snort, everyone immediately pinned their eyebrows and nailed them to the spot, not daring to move or make a mistake.

The boy had a cold little face, and he swept over the crowd without squinting and wanted to leave again, but he was grabbed by the arm of Jeff, who was following closely.

"Grandpa Jeff, I have something to say to my father." The boy's crisp voice was solemn, and even his eyes were calm and solemn, and this age-transcending demeanor made anyone who had seen him feel cramped subconsciously, even if he was only five years old.

Jeff didn't let go, pulled him to the side of the sofa, and said in a doting and helpless tone: "Then you have to deal with the wound first!" ”

The boy frowned, and the word "no return" was written on his face.

No one can persuade the young master to do what he doesn't want to do, but Jeff knows the reason but knows his weakness even more.

"Young master, when you went out just now, Ji'er kept screaming uneasily, would you like to take a look at it first?"

"Ji'er is sick?"

As soon as Jeff waved his hand, a mass of snow-white furry creatures jumped out of the servant's arms and rushed straight at him, and began to rub coquettishly at the boy, just one action made his cold face melt in an instant.

"It's really my mother's favorite pet, it's always so cute." The boy's little hand rubbed Ji'er's head, and a touch of pride flashed at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, this is what a child should look like.

Jeff sighed lightly and waved his hand again, and the maids stepped forward to get busy......

The boy's soft short silver hair was messy on his head, mixed with a few grasses, and his delicate and soft facial features were embedded in the fair skin was indescribably handsome, he must have grown up to be a beautiful man, but he opened his forehead hair, and the corners of his eyes and lips were scratched, and a little blood oozed out, plus the torn and dirty clothes...... Jeff was sure that his little master had secretly gone out to fight again.

"Young Master, when you see you like this, you may kill them, and more importantly, you will be punished." Who doesn't know that their master is extremely protective of calves, and the last time the young son of a wealthy merchant just spoke disrespectfully to the young master, he was bankrupt and had to leave the United States.

The boy's amber eyes were instantly gloomy, and he said in a low voice: "That stinky boy's mommy is less than one-ten-thousandth of my mother's, and she dares to show off to me, hum!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped off the sofa again and hurried to the second floor.

Jeff looked at the boy's back and sighed and shook his head, the father and son were surprisingly similar in every way, their personalities, appearances, and preferences were quite consistent, especially the obsession with the woman...... No criticism is allowed, no others are allowed to make any comparisons, and even the things she has used are not allowed to be touched by outsiders, which is so persistent that it makes people feel distressed.

The boy didn't knock on the door, but pushed open the heavy pearwood door of the study, where his father was sitting in a leather chair with a book and reading it carefully.

It was the book again, and the page number again, and he knew that his father was not reading a book, but a worn-out piece of stationery.

During the days when my father was blind, he usually didn't say a word at the end of the day, just touched the piece of paper and sat quietly. According to Grandpa Jeff, my father was in a wheelchair for the first two years, and he didn't fully recover from his leg injury until he could run, but his father still didn't like to move around and rarely left the castle.

At that time, he was too young to understand, and thought that his father was only silent because he was blind, and he liked to think alone. Later, he learned that his father was not thinking, but missing.

Deep thoughts, thoughts without regrets, thinking of someone, someone who may not exist zài, someone who is called a mother, in fact, the concept of mother is very vague, and his father has never mentioned it......

Until half a year ago, my father cured his eye, and he took out a photo and said to himself, this is your mother, a beautiful woman in the world.

He believed his father's words.

Because from the moment I saw the photo, something that had been hidden in the deepest part of my memory poured out. She was indeed the most beautiful in the world, and at that moment, he seemed to be able to feel his mother's warm embrace, his mother's beautiful smile, and his mother's soft voice to himself...... She must have hugged herself, and she must have loved herself deeply.

He had attached the picture to the pendant so that he could see it every day, but his father did not hang his mother's picture in any conspicuous place, but looked at the letter every day, day after day, lest he would dare to enter the room only when he was drunk.

That room, they said, had once been their mother's bedroom. Now it's a photo gallery, full of photos of a beautiful woman with black hair and black eyes, who is his favorite mother......

"No, I'm going to knock on the door when I come in later." Hawke said lightly, carefully closed the book and put it aside, but when he looked up, he saw a few black bruises and blood marks on Anno's face, the man's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and a trace of displeasure flashed, but he didn't say anything.

In more than four years, Hawke's appearance has not changed much, he is still handsome, still charming, full of the calm charm of a mature man, but the gloomy and evil aura around him is a little stronger than before, and just standing next to him will feel the suffocating pressure, which is creepy.

Anno walked up to Hawke, his small body just level with the table, he raised his head as if he had mustered all his courage, and asked firmly, "Father, may I make a request?" ”

Huo Keyan's indifferent face showed a rare doting, and he touched Anno's hair of the same color as himself, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile: "Today is your fifth birthday, I can fulfill any wish." ”

Anno was stunned when she saw her father's rare smile, clenched her little fists, and became a little more courageous, "I want to get my mother back." "That's his only wish.

The terrifying low pressure instantly permeated! Hawke frowned, his tone turned cold in vain, "What do you know?" Who told you to inquire! ”

Anno didn't answer, but her eyes suddenly turned red, and she grabbed the corner of Hawke's clothes and said in a choked voice, "Father, I miss her...... I want Mommy! You said you'd bring her back, you said...... You lied to me! "Even though his mind is unusually mature, he is only a five-year-old child after all, and he needs a mother.

"Father, are you lying to me, are you ......?"

As he spoke, tears spread uncontrollably all over Anno's little face, and Hawke silently held him on his lap and gently wiped the tears on his son's face...... Do you want to sue him that his mother forgot about their father and son?

From the day he regained his sight, he couldn't help but want to go to her, and even wanted to kidnap her secretly, but he was afraid that he would repeat the mistakes of the past, and he didn't want her to hate himself again. He had to wait, but he couldn't wait for his son......

Patting Anno's head, Hawke's tone softened a little, "No, it's not the time yet. ”

"Why?" Grabbing the placket of Hawke's clothes, Anno asked stubbornly, big tears in his eyes but he couldn't hold back. As a man, he shouldn't cry, but today is his birthday, and he really hopes that his mother can be by his side! So the strong feelings can no longer be suppressed.

“…… Don't ask. ”

"Is it because Mother doesn't remember us?"

"Who sued you?" Hawke's expression tightened.

Uncle Shadow inadvertently slipped his mouth...... Father, if that's the reason, don't stop me. I just want to see what she looks like with my own eyes, and I'm sure she'll love me. ”

Anno's amber eyes flashed with confidence, Hawke raised his eyebrows, and asked thoughtfully, "What do you want to do?" Got it in mind? ”

"Figured it out! As long as you let me go to Spain, I'll do the rest. ”

Hawke looked at his son's expectant eyes and nodded slightly, "This is your birthday wish, I agreed, but let Shadow accompany you." "This is the treasure that Mei'er left him, and he has promised to give his son everything he wants, so let him be......

Anno suddenly smiled, climbed down Hawke's leg and said solemnly, "I will definitely bring my mother back!" ”

The slender and clear eyes emitted a cunning and evil light, Anno pursed the corners of his lips, and secretly said in his heart: That kid has dominated his mother for a long time, and he is the proudest son of his mother!

Leo, your time of death has come!

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"My Ling, I'll catch you, don't try to escape......" The purple-black eyes were like dried blood, and the face that was as beautiful and noble as another world had the evil smile of the devil, and the extreme sacredness and temptation made her almost fall......

☆ ★ This article is strong men and women, the background is dark, passion (adultery) is the mainstay, supplemented by violence, the writing is light and neat, and it will not scratch the heart and lungs of the sad entanglement, but will only make your blood boil and your heart ripple. ☆★

Highlights:

The man lifted her long hair hanging down from her ear, gently took the round pink earlobe, and stroked his hand down her neck and shoulders...... Same as ever.

"I thought you had a better goal when you left me, but it turned out that you were still a killer......"

The slender fingers were even, the porcelain-like skin was transparent and pale, and the man's well-maintained skin slid across her body like cool satin. The girl trembled subtly, a faint flush appeared on her originally indifferent face, and even her heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably......

"Master, don't ......" The clean and delicate voice with a hint of abstinence, the black and white dark eyes vigilantly resisted, even if the wolf bèi still maintained the dignity of the beast...... But this will only make people want to ravage and conquer completely.

"Don't? So what do you want? …… Ling, even if I give you three chances to escape from my side, I can find you anytime and anywhere if I want. You are my person, with my mark on you, and no one dares to touch you, so I can indulge your willfulness and just ......"

The tip of the tongue gently outlined her pale pink lips, the man's eyes suddenly darkened, and the sharp teeth bit down violently, but the beautiful magnetic voice was the most ** and most ambiguous spell: "It's just that you want to keep your purity for me......"

I will wait for you to willingly lie on the bed and invite me in with your beautiful body......

☆ ★ Heavy taste, involving gangsters, theft, showbiz, royalty...... It mainly tells the dangerous and cold killer Lin Ling, who is trained and counter-femdom by various types of men, seduction and anti-temptation, passion and anti-passion, and other embarrassing alternative stories. ☆★