An Jin calmly turned Ye Dusheng over, facing the dining table, and gently placed her left hand on Ye Dusheng's shoulder.

Picking up some noodles, An Geunshen rolled them up and said, "The noodles won't clip, Twilight didn't have it easy for you to use chopsticks at first, you can roll the noodles like this first." ”

"Oh!" Ye Dusheng smiled and rolled noodles with An Jinshen.

"Hmm...... That's it, don't clip too much at a time, and then hold the chopsticks in a circle......" An Jinshen said, speaking more and more slowly, and then looked at the noodles on the chopsticks and stopped.

"What's wrong?" Ye Dusheng sensed that something was wrong, and turned his head to ask.

Is this another personality change? It's not like ......

"It's okay, I just remember what happened when I was a kid. That's how my mom taught me how to use chopsticks. An Jinshen came back to his senses and continued to roll the noodles.

Ye Dusheng's hand holding the chopsticks was slightly forced, and he smiled sweetly: "Teacher An's mother must be as gentle as you, teacher." ”

"Hmm." An Jinshen nodded, a little perfunctory, not wanting to talk about this topic anymore.

His mother was indeed gentle, but she was too gentle......

"Then why don't you see Teacher An's mother?" Ye Dusheng blinked his eyes and asked.

He knew that asking such a question would be like pouring salt on a wound for Ahn Geun-shen.

However, in order to open the door that An Geun locked deep inside, he had to ask this.

"She, like your mother, went to heaven. Twilight, let's eat the noodles, if we don't eat them, the noodles will stick together. A hint of sadness flashed through Ahn's eyes, but he quickly reined in his emotions.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll accompany Teacher An in the future." Ye Dusheng quickly rolled the noodles with chopsticks, handed them to An Jinshen's mouth, and called, "Teacher An." ”

An Jinshen stared at Ye Dusheng for a few seconds, and did not rush to eat, but touched Ye Dusheng's head, and smiled gently: "My son is so good!"

"Son?" Ye Dusheng withdrew his chopsticks and raised his eyebrows.

called him a son, and An Jinshen raised him as a son......

An Jinshen smiled embarrassedly, he just thought that he had picked up a son who was really good, but he didn't expect to call out like this: "What, don't you like this title?" You're probably twelve or thirteen years old, and I'm old enough to be your father. ”

"......" Ye Dusheng was silent, fed the noodles into his mouth, and chewed hard. He wanted to sleep with him, but he treated him like a son!

"What's wrong?" Ye Dusheng's reaction made An Jinshen a little confused. What's wrong with Twilight, not liking him to call him son?

"Are you sure you want to be my dad?" After swallowing the noodles into her stomach, Ye Dusheng asked with a pair of big innocent eyes.

“……”

Seeing that An Jinshen was silent, Ye Dusheng smiled, put down the chopsticks, turned around again and threw herself into An Jinshen's arms, and whispered in his ear: "Dad, don't regret it in the future." ”

Although An Jinshen felt a little strange, he couldn't figure out what was strange, and finally made up for Ye Dusheng that he was afraid that he would abandon him, so he asked: "Don't worry, I won't regret it." ”

"Really?" Ye Dusheng lowered his eyes and looked at An Jin's deep white neck, and his smile was a little strange.

It's much more fun now, father-son love, pseudo-taboo, sounds more exciting than teachers and students......

Although he is not his own son, he is called Dad, and he is still bound by morality, so I don't know if An Jinshen will dare to go up when the time comes......