In a blink of an eye, it has been twelve years, and time seems to have been pressed the fast-forward button, but these twelve years have been spent by Yu Xiaobai in this world every second.

Twelve years ago, a tiger demon named Qi Yuan had a whim one day and felt that he wanted a son, so he ran back to Wolf Mountain to rob a little goblin to adopt, but he didn't expect to meet a person Yu Xiaobai, so as a matter of course, he picked up a son.

That's right, although the goblin who adopted Yu Xiaobai back then was a little better-looking, it was not a fox spirit, but a tiger demon.

Now Yu Xiaobai follows the surname Qi Yuan, named Qi Qi [guāng] 夭, who is the famous prince of the Qi family in Kyoto.

Since ancient times, fairies have been romantic. Qi Yuan, like most goblins, likes to linger in Fengyue places, although the Qi family does not have Mrs. Qi, but Qi Yuan has many illegitimate children. From childhood to adulthood, Yu Xiaobai has seen the most women coming to the door with a big belly, asking Qi Yuan to be responsible, and wanting to be the wife of the Qi family.

Don't look at Qi Yuan's good talk on weekdays, he looks like he has no temper, and in the face of those women who come to the door, he forcibly aborted the fetus, and if he didn't have a fetus, he would be disabled. Thinking about it makes people feel chilled in their hearts, they have also gone to Yunyu together, but they are not soft on women who are pregnant with their children.

Elsa Academy, the largest aristocratic college in the United Kingdom, Yu Xiaobai became an international student at Elsa Academy when he was fifteen years old.

The south mountain of the college, with its trees, is the best leisure place for the school, and it is also the most suitable place for lovers to flirt and say love.

The young man in the white shirt lay lazily on the grass, the cuffs folded around his elbows, revealing his skin as bright as jade. He had one eye half-open, staring boredly ahead through the bushes not far away, behind the bushes, two figures could be faintly entangled, almost without thinking, the teenager was only one of the lovers of Elsa Academy.

The boy guessed that the two should have more than just a simple exchange of kisses, because the muffled snort of men and the coquettishness of women in the air always came and went. But this does not make the teenager feel so strange, he has long been accustomed to the fashion of opening up abroad, as long as no one sees it, what about doing something? Even if you see it, it's nothing. Falling in love and having fun isn't something to be seen in, is it?

Listening to others with a slight obscene meaning, even the teenager was a little bored and guessing what the other party had done, so he listened more seriously.

As he was listening, a large, snow-white slender hand suddenly reached out to him, and a black handkerchief lying in his hand wrapped a piece of something.

Seeing that the young man lazily lifted his eyelids, opened the handkerchief in his hand, and then he looked up at the owner of the hand suspiciously.

This is an English man of oriental descent, and apart from a pair of azure eyes, no one will consider him English, or the so-called British royalty.

The man met the young man's gaze, and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, revealing a gentle smile: "Timisu, do you like it?" ”

Under the man's gaze, the boy put the piece of pastry into his mouth, and soon his taste buds were swept by the sweet aroma of the pastry. The boy narrowed his eyes in satisfaction and did not speak.

The man didn't seem to want the boy to answer, he put down the thick book in his hand, approached the boy, trapped the boy in front of himself and the grass, and looked down at the boy below him from above.

The man's behavior made the boy's cheeks burn and slowly turn red.

"Heh......" The man chuckled, lowered his head and rubbed the young man's forehead, there was a bit of banter in his eyes, "I'm listening to the corner again, why don't you try it yourself?" Isn't there a saying in China that you know the joy of doing things? ”

"Okay, here you go." The young man raised his eyebrows, staring at the man with a provocative meaning.

Seeing that the young man looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, the man smiled again, lay beside the young man, and raised his hand to take the young man into his arms: "There will be a day when I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, and I will wait for me to grow up." ”