The boy got up, grabbed a random coat and put it on.

The warm palm of his hand rested on the metallic doorknob.

The moment the door opened, there was a brief silence for a moment when the noise outside the house was heard.

Rigor looked indifferent, the corners of his lips were tense, and his pupils were dark and deep, as deep as a pool of stagnant water.

Yan's mother couldn't see him like this the most.

The face was expressionless, unresponsive, like a dead man.

"Mom, Dad." He opened his mouth strictly, his forehead was messy, and his complexion was fair. The good-looking hand of the finger bones tugged at the earphone cable slightly, and said hello politely and detachedly, "I'll go out." ”

"You are not allowed to go out! ——”

The rigorous attitude seemed to suddenly stimulate Yan's mother, she was quiet for a moment, and then her voice sounded sharp and thin, like someone scraping the blackboard with a nail in your ear, making people panic, vaguely mixed with a little fire, and the root of the tooth was itchy with pantothenic acid.

He stood at the door of the room, gently closed the door, and walked down the stairs.

His brow furrowed, as if he hadn't heard her at all.

"Rigorous, my words are not working now! You are not allowed to go out! If you dare to step out of this door today, I'll break your leg!" ”

"Do you hear me! You're back! Don't think I can't do it! ”

Rigorous as if he hadn't heard it, his calm and deep gaze glanced over, and the corners of his lips pursed into a thin and beautiful line.

Where is there such a thing.

He leaned sideways, his eyes dark, and he stared straight at her.

The corners of his lips are slightly raised, outlining the arc of self-deprecation.

“…… Is there anything you can't do? ”

"You're just like your grandmother! Cheap! Preciseness! I'm pregnant and I'll give birth to you in October! I don't want you to drag me down! I'm tired, can't you be obedient! ”

"Okay."

He nodded, arms outstretched, and his posture was rambling.

"Beat me to death, won't I be obedient? What can have a dead man obedient? Didn't you ignore me in the first place? Either beating or scolding me is the so-called good for me, is the so-called controlling me? ”

"You dare to talk back!"

Yan's mother casually picked up the white porcelain cup in her hand and threw it straight at him, the young man didn't dodge or dodge, and he didn't even droop his eyelids.

"Bang!"

The porcelain cup slammed into the corner of the opponent's eyebrows, and then fell to the ground and exploded at the young man's feet.

Tiny pieces cut through the ankles of the delicate bony beauty.

"What are you angry at the child! Isn't he sensible enough! Do you want to force him to death, you are happy! Yes! You've got to force him away to be happy, aren't you? The surname is strict, whether you like it or not, this marriage must be divorced! ”

The man stood in front of him and pushed the child out of the door, his gaze stopping at the corner of the young man's slightly red and swollen eyebrows.

After yelling at the inside, he slammed the door shut from the outside.

The world is finally quieter.

The man was a little guilty, a little distressed, and gently covered the corners of the boy's eyebrows.

Picking up the child in his arms, his eyes were red.

"Xiao Jin, doesn't it hurt ......?"

"Get used to it."

His tone was even unwavering, as if he really didn't feel any pain at all. On the other side, Lin Yixian and Xu Youzhi were late, standing at the door of the single-family villa, and only saw two figures at the door.

The little girl jumped up and waved in that direction: "Rigorous! Preciseness! ”

Rigor sighed, gently broke free from the man's arms, politely closed his eyes, took a step, and walked towards Lin Yixian.

"Xiao Jin!" The man shouted at him behind him, paused for two seconds, and was a little at a loss to test, "...... Why don't you stay in a hotel today, Dad's house has been renovated, it's very close to your school, and Dad will pick you up when you get out of school at noon tomorrow? ”