137 To the one you love the most
Late at night, the huge mansion is immersed in silence.
In an exquisite attic, a few vague moans. The groans came out, and it seemed to be extremely painful, and even the self-control to grit their teeth and endure was not enough, so they could only cry and cry indulgently, because it was very painful.
In the room, Qiao Sihuan and Qiao Siting were lying on a bed, their little faces were extremely ugly, naked, bare, small buttocks, and the vertical and horizontal whip marks staggered across the entire buttocks, and some even spread to the back, although the force of the whip was not very heavy, but it was still fleshy and bloody, which was really miserable.
"Ting'er, daddy does this every time, punishes the two of us every time? Uh......" Qiao Sihuan said indignantly, his little hand clenched into a fist, and he slammed the bed hard, but it involved the wound, and he couldn't help but inhale hard. "It hurts......"
"Huan'er, are we too naughty?" But they don't feel it at all.
"We're obviously practicing horseback riding, so we're naughty, woo...... Daddy is eccentric, Daddy loves Jinxuan and Xian'er, Daddy doesn't love us, woo woo......" Qiao Sihuan couldn't stand it a little and cried.
Qiao Siting was as calm as usual, his eyes flickering, reflecting the candle flame.
He doesn't feel that his father loves Jinxuan, but he thinks that his father will always love his mother, and they will never be able to rob his father's attention, even if he is so willful, so rebellious, and punished again and again, his father still loves his mother the most.
"Huan'er, I envy my mother so much, I can meet a man like my father."
When Qiao Sihuan heard this, he almost lost his breath, what did he mean by this, "Ting'er, you, you won't be ......"
"What?" Qiao Siting was puzzled, why did the meaning of these words sound so ambiguous, could it be that Huan'er misunderstood something, "Huan'er, what do you want to say?" Do you want to ask, what do I do every time I do this? ”
Qiao Sihuan was stunned, nodded, and then shook his head again, as if he suddenly understood something.
"I know that Lu Dao, we know that Lu Dao expects to get my father's attention, and I want my father to pay more attention to us, just like the imperial uncle pays attention to Sijun, when the imperial uncle is not busy, he can hug Sijun, and when his father is not busy, he only sticks to his mother."
Outside the door, two figures couldn't help but stiffen, and one of them sighed often.
When Ling Siqing walked in the door, the conversation in the room was over, and the two proud children were lying on the bed and were medicating each other, but they were pitiful, making the wound hurt again and again, and when they saw her enter, they unconsciously called, "Mother......"
Ling Siqing smiled, "Huan'er, Ting'er, my poor child......"
"Mother, it's so late, why are you like this again?" Qiao Siting was the first to realize that something was wrong, and was the first to ask, the darkness outside the door gradually shrouded the outer room, and he couldn't help but reveal a cold atmosphere.
Ling Siqing sat on the edge of the bed, looked at her stomach, and said dissatisfiedly: "Mother came to see her son, can't she?" ”
Qiao Siting was stunned, but Qiao Sihuan was happy, "Mother, okay, okay, why not, it's okay if my mother doesn't go back." In this way, Daddy should be alone in the empty room, and they are mindful, and before they realize it, their two little faces are as bright as flowers.
"Stinky boy, dare to rob my mother with your father." Qiao Muyu, who had just sorted out his emotions, walked in, and before he could be moved by the two children's concern for him, he heard that his son wanted to keep his wife, how could this be, of course he didn't allow it, and unconsciously reprimanded him back, but suddenly saw Ling Siqing cast a glance, and he was a little wilted.
"Don't listen to your father's nonsense, after your father's cheekiness, he is old and uncultivated, and he even robs people ...... son"
Qiao Sihuan and Qiao Siting were happy when they heard it, they were still the greatest mothers, and their mothers won the first game, "Daddy, if you want to take away your mother, please feel free, we have nothing to do here, you can rest assured." ”
Qiao Muyu's heart moved, if he hadn't heard the conversation between the two stinky boys, he didn't know that the misunderstanding was so deep.
He approached the bed, still holding the whip in his hand, Qiao Sihuan and Qiao Siting were stunned, thinking that they were going to be beaten again, but they saw Qiao Muyu pulling, and the rope was broken in two, "Daddy won't beat you in the future, Daddy will definitely talk about it." ”
Qiao Sihuan and Qiao Siting looked at each other for a while, both with puzzled expressions.
Ling Siqing smiled, smiling gently, "Okay, let's give the children medicine first." ”
Qiao Muyu paused slightly, took out the good white ointment and carefully medicated his son, Ling Siqing sat on the side, looking at this painting of father and son's filial piety, maybe they shouldn't have been so willful in the first place, leaving the child to Qiao Muyou, and going to the realm of the two worlds by themselves, causing so much psychological damage to the child.
Ling Siqing smiled bitterly, and then overflowed with happiness again, no, never again!
In the courtyard outside the attic, there seemed to be some movement in the depths of the Jiaojiaoluo, and a small figure came out, and it was not real in the dark, only to feel that the small figure was holding a small thing, and clumsily escaped from the courtyard and walked to another place.
The sound of drums was already in the middle of the night.
Qiao Jinxuan lay on the bed without sleep, looking at the curtain of the gauze tent above his head, today's events moved him again, he actually knew that he was not his father's child, but his father doted on him, and he would never be so strict with Ting'er and Huan'er, but this made him panic, is this the so-called difference, thinking about it, his heart overflowed with bitterness.
The door was pushed open from the outside, and in came a pair of small short legs, holding a pillow in her arms and looking inside. Then he sneaked in and moved towards the bed step by step.
"Xian'er......" Qiao Jinxuan's voice was slightly deep, sounding in the emptiness.
Qiao Sixian flattened her mouth and made a grievance, "Brother Xuan, Xian'er can't sleep, it's so dark there, I'm so afraid." Qiao Sixian's white clothes were a little messy, rubbing her feet, but she didn't wear shoes, she only hugged a pillow tightly.
Qiao Jinxuan was a little speechless, although when he was a child, he often slept with Xian'er in his arms, and now that Xian'er is older, how can he still sleep with him, so it will damage Xian'er's reputation, seeing that Xian'er was about to jump on the bed, he jumped down, "Xian'er is good, Xian'er is afraid to sleep here Brother Xuan, Brother Xuan is guarding you." ”
Qiao Sixian didn't follow, the little pillow was lost, and she was about to cry, "Woo, Brother Xuan hates Xian'er......"
"Xian'er, Brother Xuan doesn't hate Xian'er, Xian'er is about to grow into a big girl, and she can't sleep with Brother Xuan." Qiao Jinxuan was a little at a loss, and stepped forward while coaxing, just as his steps approached the bed, he was hugged by Qiao Sixian, and he hugged him tightly, without letting go at all.
"Brother Xuan is Xian'er's, Brother Xuan is Xian'er's......" she announced proudly.