Entering a Split Personality

Fan Shen agreed so easily, but Xiao He felt embarrassed.

Others have not grown old, but they are actually old.

Like an old man who is afraid of being alone.

After breakfast, Xiao He was still active, so he had to prepare to leave.

Fan Shen was fine, and offered to drive him.

Xiao He felt that he was proud to have such an excellent son, so he nodded his head happily.

The two drove to the event center. Although they entered the main venue from a special passage, they were also shocked by the hot scene in front of them.

There are a lot of people. Although it is only an annual meeting, the website has been operating for so many years and its popularity is still very explosive.

Xiao He had a meeting with fans this year, and he was a little nervous for a while.

After all, he is an otaku. Although he can draw and write, he is not a public figure like a star, so he is really cramped and nervous.

But soon he let go, because he was not the only one in the meeting, and his friends also sat next to him.

With their company, he is much easier.

It was another autograph and another photo, and this tossing turned out to be noon.

Fan Shen came to Xiao He and gave Xiao He a glass of water, which suddenly detonated the audience.

It stands to reason that there are very few girls on their website, but the strange thing is that there are so many girls in Xiao He's fans, so many of his friends are envy and hate.

As soon as Fan Shen appeared, the girls screamed again and again.

Xiao He is quite accustomed to this. His son is so handsome, and few girls see him unimpressed.

But he guessed wrong this time. I saw the gentle and lovely girls just now, with eyes shining one by one, and he couldn't wait to raise his hand and asked: "Dah Xiao! Dah Xiao! Is this your lover? You really are. Is there a boyfriend?" The excitement hidden in these words is simply obvious!

Xiao He: "..."

What and what is this! Although he is really **** (very self-approved), he and Fan Shen are purely a father-son relationship.

"He is my son." Xiao He explained helplessly.

But these words did not suppress public opinion, but broke out even greater screams: "God! Father and son! Father and son! Father and son! Father and son in reality!"

Xiao He still didn't know their extended meaning, and smiled and nodded: "Yes, we are father and son."

As soon as he said this, there was a burst of depressed inhalation.

Xiao He didn't think he was wrong, but Mengmengda's fans began to confess: "Dah Xiao, we love you, love you, love you, love you forever!"

Xiao He: "..."

He is really gay, how does it feel that it is so difficult to communicate with the girls? I don't understand their excitement at all!

After a whole day of activities, it was indeed tiring enough. Xiao He declined the night project of his friends and went back to the hotel with Fan Shen early.

I didn't drink tonight, I was just a little tired. Xiao He went to the shower first, and happened to meet Fan Shen after he came out.

The eighteen-year-old is already well-developed. He is 1.5 meters tall, has a chest that is not overly swollen, and the beautiful abdomen line that day...

Xiao He looked at it, really envious.

He is a white chicken for thousands of years, but Fan Shen has always been so sexy.

It's so popular.

Xiao He put on his pajamas and said, "When you were a kid, you liked wearing my clothes for a while, and now it's better...You may wear my clothes again."

Fan Shen was taken aback, recalled a little, knowing when he was talking about it.

At that time, he had just separated from Xiao He, and every night he was tormented by his own desires to stay awake all night, young and impulsive, as if he could be satisfied as long as he smelled his breath.

That's why he would take his clothes.

Considering that he did a lot of such absurd things, but... his father didn't notice at all.

Should he be fortunate, or should he be sad?

Fan Shen couldn't tell.

If you say you sleep together, then you really sleep together.

Xiao He leaned against Fan Shen and slept well. He even unconsciously stuck to Fan Shen because the air conditioner was turned on fiercely at night.

Fan Shen stretched out his arms a little, he nestled in, found a comfortable position, and slept comfortably like a cat.

Unfortunately, he didn't want to sleep anymore.

His breath is all around, and he is in his arms. The thin clothes in summer can't insulate anything at all. Instead, it allows the heat, those soft and more hazy to penetrate, giving people infinite reverie.

Fan Shen lasted for a long time, and finally couldn't bear it anymore. He got up from the bed and went to the bathroom to take a cold shower.

But no matter how cold the water was, he couldn't extinguish the flames inside his body. He looked at the guy standing upright under him, thinking of Xiao He groaning with emotion, and barely relieved it.

Coming out of the bathroom, Xiao He still slept soundly.

Fan Shen didn't dare to lean over. It was very happy to sleep with him, but it was really tormenting.

He turned back to the bedroom, sat by the window, and took advantage of the moonlight to see the painting on the desk.

That one is said to be his mother's painting.

Fan Shen took it in his hand and fixedly looked at the woman in the painting.

He raised the corner of his mouth slightly, but his eyes were full of cold and haze.

Thank you for giving birth to me.

but.

Why did you give birth to me with him.

Fingers were pressed hard, the fragile drawing paper was distorted, and the beautiful woman in the painting became blurred.

Fan Shen sighed lightly, and finally let go, putting the painting back in its original place.

It was early in the morning, but Fan Shen was completely drowsy.

He wanted to go and see... what else was in that safe.

What is there in the past that was seriously hidden by Xiao He?

Getting up and leaving the house, Fan Shen walked lightly to Xiao He's bedroom.

Xiao He slept unpreparedly, even a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.

Fan Shen looked itchy and couldn't help but touch his lips lightly, but he didn't dare to do more.

After all, he wasn't drunk this time, he was just asleep, and if he woke up, he couldn't really explain it.

Fan Shen took out the safe from the closet, moved his finger slightly, and adjusted the password.

He didn't know it before. Xiao He had always paid attention and changed his password frequently. But yesterday Xiao He was probably a little panicked and didn't close the door. Fan Shen saw it clearly.

After entering the password, the lock automatically popped open, and Fan Shen opened the lid, and he could see clearly even in the dark. It was a thick layer of paintings that had been meticulously stored for nearly a hundred chapters.

Fan Shen couldn't help frowning when he thought that it was all Al.

He just wanted to take it out and take a look, but suddenly he heard the sound of small footsteps outside.

Who will come at 12 o'clock in the morning?

Suddenly alert, Fan Shen quickly closed the box, got up and stood by the door.

It can't be the staff at this time, but there will be thieves in such a hotel?

In any case, Fan Shen first pressed the communication button that went directly to the front desk, and then removed an iron rod from the closet and shielded it by the door.

He looked through the crack in the door, but his pupils shrank sharply at the sight of his eyes.

Dozens of people in black, what is going on?

Seeing a man in black about to find this room, Fan Shen squinted his eyes and prepared himself to defend himself.

Just not waiting for him to do anything, the man in black actually fell to his knees with a plop, and said respectfully: "Young Master, the subordinates come down to take you home!"