Shao Yifeng didn't expect someone to rush out. And she used that posture to protect the people behind her, and she looked at herself with unbiased eyes, with the anger that the cherished person was hurt by him. This look made him a little dazed.
She protects the person behind her regardless of the reason: "You are not allowed to touch him!"
After he was stunned for a moment, there was a three-point smile on the corner of his mouth, and ice in his eyes, "Who do you think you are?"
Wen Ying suppressed the little wolf dog who was about to move behind her, held her breath, and looked at him intently: "No matter who I am, he is your younger brother."
He seemed to think it was ridiculous, and gave a "chi" laugh.
"I heard that Xiaohu hurt your dog first, so I apologize to you on his behalf." Wen Ying paused, and continued: "But you let your dog hurt people first, so what right do you have to draw a gun? Could it be 'arrogant? Domineering' is what the young master of the Shao family learned from the military academy?"
Shao Yifeng closed his smile and responded to her: "Could it be that 'sharp teeth' is something my mother learned from a scholarly family?"
Behind Wen Ying, Shao Tingyu wanted to get out of her circle of protection, struggled and spoke immaturely: "Mother... mother... beat..."
Two belligerent guys, Wen Ying turned her head with a headache to tell him not to speak.
Fortunately, the little wolf dog was quite obedient, he tilted his head in bewilderment, closed his mouth in bewilderment, and turned to lick the blood on his hands.
When Wen Ying turned around again, Shao Yifeng smiled sarcastically at her, "Look, if I don't beat him, he will come to beat me. Is it possible that... mother will also decide for me?"
"If he made a mistake first, of course I won't favor him." Wen Ying said very seriously.
Because her attitude was so natural, Shao Yifeng stared at her for a while after a pause.
Wen Ying glanced at the black muzzle of the gun, and tried her best to calmly say: "If you are not going to shoot, the young commander might as well put the gun away first."
He put away the gun with a casual smile, "For mother's sake..."
"Thank you."
The shooting incident came to an end for the time being. Afterwards, Wen Ying was relieved when she heard that the dog was not seriously injured. The child has little strength, so it is not that the dog can't hide, it just scratched the skin and bled. Shao Yifeng thought it was Seeing blood was an excuse to attack.
But if you really want to say that he will kill Shao Tingyu, Wen Ying doesn't believe it, Shao Yifeng is not his father Shao Getian, he doesn't care when he gets angry, and when he really wants to do it, he will borrow other people's hands instead of going into battle himself. This time, I'm afraid it was just playing with the little wolf dog.
The only thing that can be learned from it is that he does not agree that Shao Tingyu is his younger brother.
If the two stepchildren confront each other, the difficulty will of course increase for her, and how to grasp the balance will become a more difficult issue, but there is no need to think about it so much, after all, the little wolf dog has not grown up yet.
"Mother, eat." Shao Tingyu spat out the three words with great effort, which was much clearer than before, and even the two words "mother" could be called together.
Wen Ying tapped his hand with a ruler, "I know how to eat."
She knocked mercilessly, and his eyes widened with pain in the back of his hand, as if staring, revealing a vicious meaning. And under Wen Ying's stare, he retracted his hand and touched it again, even his hair drooped.
Since Li Wei last time, Wen Ying's status in the mansion has undoubtedly risen a lot. She asked to convert one of the guest rooms into a study room, and she ordered it to be cleaned up the next day. She used this study as a place to teach the little wolf dog.
The little wolf dog's situation is special, and she is really worried about teaching it to other teachers, not to mention that this is also a way to deepen their relationship. There is nothing that cultivates feelings more than being raised from childhood to adulthood.
The little wolf dog itself is also very smart, except that he is a little slower than others in speaking and writing, and has zero daily skills, but he has abilities different from ordinary people in some aspects.
Once Wen Ying found out that his Omega watch had been dismantled into parts by him, she beat him up in anger, but not long after, the watch was put on her dressing table intact again, making her wonder who it was. Went to buy one.
After many similar things, she discovered his special skills in this area.
It stands to reason that parents should find a teacher to teach their children any special skills, so as not to delay in vain. But his skill is too special, she really asked a master who repairs watches and bicycles to be a teacher in the Marshal's Mansion, Shao Getian, that good-looking boss, wouldn't he kill him immediately with a gun
Simply because the little wolf dog had a great time playing by himself, she just let him play, not asking for success, just trying to be happy.
But besides destroying things, he also likes to eat. When Wen Ying taught him to speak and write, she always tempted him with delicious food, so that besides "mother", the first word he learned was "eat" ", followed by "fight", "kill" and "death".
Wen Ying was so angry that he hit him twice more.
During the break between classes, Yingcao opened the door and came in with a plate of colorful macarons.
Wen Ying's eyes lit up when she saw him, and stuffed a custard meringue into his mouth. Meat aside, the kid was a big fan of desserts, and he had a good spoon now, but he was still short-tempered and always had his face smeared with cream before she ordered the desserts to be changed to macarons.
Shao Tingyu bit the macaron with a "wow", and licked Wen Ying's fingertips habitually, never letting go of the taste.
Wen Ying didn't care, she just turned her head and asked Yingcao: "Have you sent the young master's share?"
"Give it away." Yingcao said, "The eldest young master has been sent back intact. Hey, it's like this every time. Madam, do you want to send it back..."
Wen Ying pondered for a while, "I'll deliver it myself."
"That wife must be careful, the dogs at the door of the young master's room are scary!"
Speaking of this is also funny, since Shao Yifeng injured a dog by the little wolf dog last time, he immediately asked someone to buy two more and tied them to the door of his room as if fighting against someone. This is a one-on-one Lost, thinking about gang fights
Wen Ying couldn't help laughing at the thought of this.
But all he bought were giant dogs, and it was scary to laugh. At first she wanted to get close to his room, but she couldn't even put on a gesture of concern. Later, she gradually got better by bribing them with meat and toys.
Wen Ying came to Shao Yifeng's room and played with the giant dog for a while as usual. She raised her hand and was about to knock on the door when she suddenly found a gap between the door frame and it was not closed. Probably because of the watchdog, they didn't bother to close the door.
She, Shao Yifeng, was sitting by the bed, looking down at the stack of photos in her hand.
The photo is black and white, a little old, and the surrounding area is full of old yellow like the precipitation of history. On it is a woman with a bright and simple smile, trying her best to dress in a fashionable and youthful way, but she looks nondescript. The background is the Marshal's Mansion, and Shao Getian is standing beside her.
Holding a pastry plate, she approached him lightly, and asked him with her head: "Is this Yifeng's mother?"
He suddenly turned over the photo in his hand, and asked in a tone, "Why are you in my room?"
"You didn't eat much at noon, so I brought you some snacks."
He looked like "unexpectedly", stopped for a moment, and smiled, "Why don't you take a good look at your puppy and care how much I eat?"
She also took a macaron and handed it to his mouth, pursed her lower lip and smiled, "People open their mouths to eat, but you are to talk."
Laughing at him with a bit of intimacy, Shao Yifeng felt his scalp tingling slightly, but he hesitated, and finally took it from her impatiently and ate it.
Wen Ying saw that he was holding the photo with his left hand all the time, so she couldn't help but lower her voice and said, "You've been away lately, is it because of me..." Because she took his mother's place.
She couldn't say this sentence, but both of them understood.
"You don't think I'm sorry for her death, do you?"
Um
Wen Ying blinked suspiciously, as if to say "Isn't it?"
"My mother died in the war because she ran away with a man outside." He finished speaking lightly, with a cold smile, "Why should I feel sorry for this kind of woman?"
She has always been handsome and shrewd, but at this moment she was also taken aback, with hasty panic in her eyes: "Ah, I'm sorry..."
Her apology bothered him more than the unintentional offense, and he asked with a half-smile: "Mother seems to be a year younger than me."
"What?"
Before she could react, she heard him say again: "It's so pitiful, you're still so young, can father satisfy you?"
"Shao Yifeng?!" She was both shocked and angry.
"Oh, it looks good when you're angry." He unbuttoned a button and raised his eyebrows lightly, "Father has been having a heated fight with other women recently, so he can't take care of you, why don't we try?"
"You!" She blushed suddenly, "You can't think that all the women in the world are—"
Before she could finish her sentence, in an instant, she was pushed back fiercely by him, and she was pushed down on the bed.
The plate of macarons in her hand fell on the bed, and the colorful round desserts rolled around on the quilt.
Shao Yifeng bent down, his expression had completely changed, like a dragon whose scales had been touched, aroused all the belligerent factors in his body. He leaned down, and warm breath flowed into her ears, "Why is mother so angry..."
They were so close that he didn't really have time to notice her face.
Her appearance is really small, with a pure and beautiful face, and a soft and slender figure like a willow tree. She is the same age as the female students in the school, but she is already married.
Every time she wanted to come to his room but was frightened by the big dog at the door, he laughed endlessly. Until she tried to curry favor with them day after day, from being cautious at the beginning to being intimate and comfortable later, he looked at it as if he had been smoothed by her and became submissive.
He put his five fingers into her fingers, and easily suppressed her, "Don't you think our forbidden/taboo relationship is more interesting?"
"Asshole!"
She seemed to hold it back for a long time, and suddenly, with the strength she didn't know where, she pushed him out forcefully!
Then she picked up the macaron she was holding and threw it at him!
Bright red, milk green, milk yellow, colorful "bombs" were thrown at him one by one.
Shao Yifeng watched her action in astonishment, caught off guard and staggered back two steps, "Wait..."
He just said one word, and one was thrown on his forehead immediately!
"Bastard!" She looked really good when she was angry, with black eyes, bright red cheeks, as gorgeous as peaches and plums, and she threw macarons on him like a stone to vent her anger.
"Asshole!"
He laughed angrily, "Hey, I said..."
"Bastard bastard bastard bastard!"
She didn't listen to it, just like a word that doesn't know how to curse, she kept repeating this sentence in her mouth. It wasn't until the macarons were all thrown away that she finally gave him a hard look, got angry, and ran away with her dignified and dignified eight-treasure skirt.
Shao Yifeng threw away his helmet and armor all the way, and was forced to sit against the wall. He saw her figure disappearing by the door, and beside him was a field of colored "bombs".
He scratched his messy hair, and suddenly burst out laughing.