The rich and powerful court: billions of personal pets of the emperor

Obviously he, Lin Jue, is already quite good, so it's okay to be looked down upon by Baili Shaoquan, even his own father said so.

How come he, Lin Jue, has never seen Lin Ao being said that?

It's so unfair, anyway, the two of them are also twin brothers of the first milk compatriots.

Lin Yeqian rubbed his short hair: "Okay, go to bed, it's late."

"Well, good night, Dad!"

Kissing Lin Yeqian on the cheek, the little guy curled up into his father Lin Yeqian's generous chest.

A firm chest, wrapped in warm breath, sure enough, the father's embrace is the strongest, making people feel at ease.

……

"Crack."

When Lin Ao came out of the shower, he saw his father, Lin Yechen, doing work in his room.

Lin Ao was wearing clean white cotton pajamas, and he wiped his hair with a towel.

"Dad, you're not asleep yet."

"Well, I can't sleep a little bit."

"I'll get you a glass of water."

"Lin Ao, come here."

Just as Lin Ao turned around, he heard his father, Lin Yechen's deep voice. He paused, and walked in front of Lin Yechen with his small body.

Lin Yechen looked at Lin Ao who was standing straight in front of him, his earnest look showed the handsomeness of a little federal officer from inside to outside.

Squeezed Lin Ao's arm, it was thin but very muscular, it was a very elastic neighbor that had been trained in the past few years.

"If you go to sleep without drying your hair, you will catch a cold easily."

"Ah, Dad..."

Suddenly, Lin Yechen picked up Lin Ao and let him sit on his lap, took the towel in his hand, and gently wiped his wet short hair.

From childhood to adulthood, Lin Yechen would not help as long as it was within Lin Ao's ability.

But today, for the first time, Lin Ao felt this kind of weak being cared for carefully, which warmed Lin Ao's heart.

The strength of the father's broad palm was just right, and it was very comfortable to rub the skin of his head.

Lin Ao obediently sat in Lin Yechen's arms, quietly enjoying his father's rare tenderness.

"Is Dad being too strict with you?"

"..."

The silent and warm atmosphere was broken by Lin Yechen's sudden and faint words.

Lin Ao paused, then nodded calmly.

"Um."

The corner of Lin Yechen's mouth curved slightly. He was indeed a very strict father. Few would praise him, and would rarely smile at him, and it was even less likely that he would be as happy and harmonious as Lin Yeqian and Lin Jue.

However, when Lin Ao and Lin Jue were both weak babies in their infancy, Lin Yechen never slept through the night.

I don't worry about taking care of my younger brother, so I come to do everything myself, whether it's breastfeeding or changing diapers.

Lin Ao and Lin Jue would never have imagined that their stern father, Lin Yechen, would sing lullabies and lull them to sleep while hugging and crying for countless nights.

Wake up from crying once, hug and coax once, wake up from crying again, and coax again.

Even Lin Yechen himself couldn't remember the number of times his arms were sore and unbearably sore from holding them for a whole night.

"However, I know that Dad loves me and Lin Jue very much."

Lin Ao turned his head to look at Lin Yechen, his eyes were straightforward and calm.

"Although we don't have a mother, to me and Lin Jue, Lin Yeqian is like a mother, and Lin Yechen is like a father. Every time, when Lin Jue and I were young, as long as we did something wrong, Dad would always Take on the role of severely punishing us, and Uncle Ye Qian will coax us."