Pampered by Millions

      On the eve of New Year's Day, Tang gave all the members of the Heotto family a day off in advance. Although the military adviser strongly disagreed that there was no protection around him, Tang didn't care.

    "No one can kill the white bird." He played with the pen absentmindedly. He was so confident and conceited that he looked like a young boy. Accompany your family."

    In order to take a whole day of vacation, he finished two days of work in half a day, Tang propped his head and closed his eyes for a nap, someone directly opened the door of the room at this moment, and the next second, distributed His youthful, warm body embraced him from behind.

    "Dad~"

    "Lights."

    Tang opened his eyes and stroked the arms hanging on his body one after another. The silky skin made people linger. Tang lowered his head and kissed the back of his hand. The tired amber eyes were dyed with warmth.

    "Just us?"

      At the neck fossa, the location close to the glands makes the taste of pheromone particularly clear. Tang's pheromone is like a galloping horse forever, ethereal, free and arrogant, and with a trace of electricity.

    "Well," Tang turned around and placed the morning lamp on the desk, his Omega obediently let him play with it, Tang raised the head of the morning lamp, a gesture that made him able to kiss Deeper, the morning light is very sensitive, even a simple kiss can make the sweet mouth continue to grow from the Omega's lips and teeth. "There's only us here... so I only have you."

    His Omega smiled, and after a while, suddenly said, "I want to see the fireworks."

    "Fireworks?"

    "Overheard the maid say that the fireworks of the millennium should be beautiful," Zhao Deng added: "Dad, what is the millennium?"

    "Millennium..." Tang's hand moved down his side waist, and his amber eyes narrowed slightly: "A year that is an integer multiple of a thousand words is called a millennium, and this year is 1999. The year 2000 is approaching, and this is the juncture of one century with another."

    The light and strong dusk outside the window was slowly sinking, and the last grand sunset of the twentieth century was about to come to an end. Tang kissed him.

    "Okay, let's watch the fireworks."

      The Ta's Erzi's alcohol intake has always been poor, and as expected, after a few bottles of spirits went down, walking towards the lamp felt a little sluggish, so he simply stayed motionless on the sofa, when Tang stepped forward to pull him, he hugged the sofa with a cheeky face The handrail, life and death refuses to move the nest.

    "It's obviously what you want to drink, and you want to watch the fireworks..."

      He let go of the other party's hand, and a smile flashed through the pair of amber very quickly, and he hugged Chao Deng easily.

    [Hate is worth one and a half stars. ]

    There was an endless stream of people in the square, he and Tang stood together, and the whole body was on the latter, Chao Deng occasionally raised his head lazily with the movements of the youth, and for a long time The captivity made him a little drowsy. He knew that Tang Mo silently indulged the changes in his body, and the other party wanted him to habitually rely on him, whether it was body or mind.

    "Bang-"

    Twelve o'clock, with the unifying ten-second countdown of the crowd, after the word "one", huge fireworks bloom like lotuses in the sky, dazzling colors reflect the dark blue sky, no matter how bright the stars are Willingly become a foil, the broken light of the fireworks falls into the eyes of the Sicilian people, and the world becomes both small and great at this moment.

    "Boom-boom-"

    A few more loud noises, Tang retracted his eyes, saw Chao Deng fighting a cold war, Alpha's warm hands covered his, he pulled Chao Deng into his arms, the coldness he touched Tang's skin made Tang feel a little distressed. He pressed his face to Omega's neck and whispered, "Oriental people believe that fireworks can drive away the devil. It's very real, right?"

    Don't wait for the light to respond, Tang said softly.

    "...It should be true, for a moment, I want to tell you everything," Tang said in a joking tone: "Let's talk, anyway, you are also drunk, I remember you didn't remember things when you were drunk."

    “…”

    Zhao Deng looked at him intently, and suddenly giggled.

    "I am the devil." His light brown hair was a little messy due to the night wind, but it still did not damage his beauty, Tang's voice was gentle: "I forcibly possessed you and used various methods to intimidate You, knowing you love to play, and locking you in such a small place, I threatened your family... I killed many, many people because I was selfish."

    "Dad, Daddy...?"

    "Lamp..." He shook his head, but in the end he approached the gland of the lamp without saying anything, where the black and sunny pheromones made his heart tremble, the taste of decadent beauty and richness Filled with senses, Tang hugged him tightly: "You know, the first time I saw you at the Grand Theater...why did you look at me like that? Why did you use that look...as if I let you I saw hope," Down paused, then smiled self-deprecatingly: "I've only seen my mom look at my dad like this, I thought you fell in love with me at first sight, stupid?"

    [Because they look like? ]

    "The godfather Moriti adopted me, he let me kill and taught me how to be a man, but I just want the old godfather to pay his debts with blood," Tang's voice was soft in the night wind : "I'm a born villain, some people tell me that when they end a life, they feel more or less guilty, but I never did, when Heoto was slaughtered without warning because my brother was The inner ghost of the family, when I first went out on a mission, I cut off his little finger and glued his eyeballs to the cut."

    "—but I love you."

    Tang lowered his eyes, and the eyelashes and feathers of the same color as his hair were shadowy.

    “…”

    "I will only force, thinking that if you completely mark you, I will have you for the rest of my life, and I always like to make you cry, seeing your tears in pain makes me want to laugh, I'm **** terrible, But I can't change it," Tang hugged him tighter, the strength almost made Chao Deng a little uncomfortable, Tang said to himself, "You're unlucky, my second young master, you should be free... You met got me."

    [Hate is worth half a star. ] A familiar voice rang from his ears, and the system said lightly: [Zhao Deng, don't hesitate. ]

    [I…]

    [No delay, the stability of this world is getting worse and worse. ] The system saw that he was silent, and suddenly said: [It will be fine, eh? ]

    "Actually, you are also very unlucky, and you are also very easy to deceive. I didn't expect that the godfather of Sicily would easily believe a lie." Chao Deng turned his back to the young man, and the smile in his eyes gradually deepened: "What do you say? Do you believe it, Dad? Hahahaha Dad, you don't believe I would make a joke about this, but if not, how would you treat me?"

    "You don't have amnesia?"

    Tang frowned slightly.

    "...But I really like the smell on you, it's very familiar," he was indeed drunk, he avoided answering Tang's words, and even his words were a little vague, as he spoke , the breath he exhaled unknowingly carried the smell of wine: "It looks like his."

    “…what did you say?”

    "I said, your pheromone is almost the same as your brother's. It's because of him from beginning to end that I can barely endure you." He looked at the young man's unbelievable look, and suddenly couldn't help but sigh. Laughing, when Tang Xian rarely showed his emotions directly on his face, he turned his head towards the lamp and looked straight into the young man's eyes, his eyes full of provocation: "Otherwise, why do you think I should pay attention to a bodyguard? ... Dad? Do you like me lying to you like this, Xiao Deng also likes your pheromone, and can see him through you at any time, and you and him look like—woo!"

    His mouth was blocked by the young man, and his lips and tongues were violently entangled. When they parted, he spat out the blood from his mouth at the lamp, and looked at him in confusion: "Tang?...No...Dad, what's wrong? "

    [Three stars for hatred. ]

    "Zhaodeng," Tang said, staring at him gloomily: "Who do you sleep with every day?"

    "And Tang," his Omega smiled, her beautiful face flushed with drunkenness: "But let me tell you, every time you go to bed, if you close your eyes, you will feel with my brother..."

    [Hate is worth five stars. ]

                                                It hurts so much: "I'll let you know... Who is the one who made you wag your tail, little baby, second young master... my good rabbit."

      The bunny ears on the head of the beauty rose and fell, and the beautiful silver collar on the neck made his skin more delicate, like a pet that was truly marked. The movement was restrained by the silver chain hanging from the collar, and the soft black hair fell on the slender neck.

    The rabbit's tail fell not far away, a small fluffy, white mass, this is the thing... just tortured him to the point of collapse.

      .

    He heard footsteps coming from outside the door, and as the door was pushed open, most of the white and slender fingers came into view, and the black eyes of the beauty crossed the fear that could not be hidden, his eyes Reddened, his body couldn't help shaking.

    Little clips, thin sticks, skirts, knots, blindfolds...and those punishments he could never imagine.

    This time... what?