"Stupid, there is no mother who doesn't worry about her child!"

Lin Jue was slightly stunned, blinked his eyes, and the tip of his nose refluxed slightly: "You don't know how much Lin Ao and I want to find our mother."

"Promise Mom, if there is anything in the future, you must tell me!"

"Mom's ......"

How guilty is Lin Nuanxi?

For a whole day, it was very hard to be pregnant, but Lin Nuanxi still accompanied the two little ones every step of the way.

Bloodline is the most magical thing in this world, with their mother by their side, holding their hands, Lin Ao and Lin Jue have never felt so solid sleeping.

……

Evening, Black Swan Castle.

Since Lin Ao and Lin Jue were brought back to Black Swan Castle, Beitang Yaori has not had any direct contact with them.

Beitang Yaori, who has always been comfortable in everything, for the first time, I don't know what attitude Lu Dao should use to face these two children.

"How does it feel, does the wound still hurt?"

The first to speak was his brother Lin Jue: "It's much better."

The questioning, without any other emotional overtones, became the first conversation between the father and son.

Lin Ao's personality is similar to that of Beitang Yaori, and he belongs to the kind of stubborn person who is buried in his heart and unwilling to express it.

Lin Jue looked at Beitang Yaori, and then at his younger brother, the expressions on their faces were exactly the same, worthy of being their biological father and son.

"That...... Where are the scoundrels who caught us?"

Lin Jue changed the topic and looked at Beitang Yaori, he really didn't want to hear the news that that guy was dead from Beitang Yaori's mouth, otherwise, this would make Lin Ao even more unacceptable to Beitang Yaori.

Fortunately, Beitang Yaori's words are not so dangerous: "Handed over to the police station for kidnapping."

Call...... Fortunately, Dad didn't kill him with his own hands.

Lin Jue silently breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

I don't know what tone and attitude Lu Dao should use to face his biological father in front of him, Lin Jue would never have thought that his biological father would be a mafia.

Lin Ao kept his head down and didn't speak, his silence attracting the attention of Beitang Yaori.

"You try not to go down to the ground for the past two days, just call someone at any time if there is anything, do you hear?"

"Hmm."

Even though his tone was very soft, it sounded like a majestic father, and it was still Lin Jue who was talking.

From the time he Beitang Yaori came in, Lin Ao didn't say a word, and he didn't even glance at him Beitang Yaori, which made Beitang Yaori's heart a little warm, but he couldn't vent.

"Lin Ao, how is your wound?"

「……」

took the initiative to step forward to show his concern to his son, but Lin Ao still hung his head slightly, unwilling to speak.

Lin Jue touched his younger brother Lin Ao with his elbow, he knew that his younger brother was stubborn, but now was not the time to lose his temper.

"Lin Ao."

「……」

Patiently, Beitang Yaori called his son's name again, but Lin Ao still stuck his head and didn't speak.

"He's probably still very unwell." Lin Jue smiled beside him.

At this time, Lin Jue, as the elder brother, realized that the elder brother was actually not easy to be, especially when the younger brother was twisted.

A trace of displeasure flashed between Beitang Yaori's eyebrows, and he got up to pull Lin Ao beside him.

"I'm asking you, your body—uh?!"

As soon as he touched Lin Ao's head, Beitang Yaori's words paused - Lin Ao's temperature was unusually hot!