From now on, the Son of Heaven does not come early

Chapter 869 Running away from home
After snuffing out the cigarette in his hand, the man returned to the bedroom where he had been away for ten years, with a faint scent of tobacco all over his body, closed his eyes, and rested.

Even though a thousand years have passed, everything that happened on the night Xiaoxiao died is still deeply engraved in his mind, just like what happened yesterday, every detail is clearly played back over and over again, making him want to forget everything. Disaster.

In the early morning of the second day, Qiao Sen still drove to pick up Ye Xiaoxiao. After they got into the car, he saw the little girl's face in the rearview mirror.

There is a faint bag under the big eyes, which obviously means that he didn't sleep well.

"Xiao Xiao, are you okay?" Qiao Sen couldn't help but turn around and ask.

In the villa, Feng Junran opened the door and walked out, holding a food box in his hand, and gently knocked on the car window.

"Drive!" Ye Xiaoxiao turned around and turned her face in another direction. She suddenly didn't want to see Feng Junran's face.

Qiao Sen was stunned for a moment, looked at Feng Junran, then at Ye Xiaoxiao, and then slowly rolled down the window.

"Uncle seal, what'swrong?"

Feng Junran didn't say a word, just opened the car door indifferently, leaned in, hugged the awkward little girl into his arms, and said lightly: "Xiao Xiao asked for leave today."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left with the person in his arms.

Qiao Sen blinked, he didn't know what was wrong, he just thought that the two had quarreled, after all he often quarreled with his father, but they would make up soon.

Thinking of this, he drove away disapprovingly.

The housekeeper was supposed to be preparing breakfast for the young master, but saw the person who had already gone out slowly walking back with the young lady in his arms.

Ye Xiaoxiao hugged the man's neck aggrievedly, buried her little face deeply between the man's neck, and breathed lightly, blowing over the man's skin like a spring breeze.

"Master, are you eating?"

Feng Junran ignored it, stepped on the steps with the little girl in his arms, and walked to the second floor step by step.

The butler sighed, so he had no choice but to order someone to collect the breakfast and heat it up first.

Putting the little girl on the bed slowly, he just wanted to get up, but his neck was tightly hooked, Feng Junran sighed, and could only lie down beside the little girl, brushing away the slender hair with his fingers, The girl's face was pulled out.

The tears were still flowing, Feng Junran felt distressed, so he had to reach out and wipe away the tears for her little by little.

"What's the matter?" The voice that had been cold all this time, in front of this little girl, was so gentle that it could pinch water.

Ye Xiaoxiao opened her eyelids, tears blurred her vision, and her eyelashes were also wet, like lotus leaves with dew on them.

The little man pursed his lips, and rubbed against the man's arms. It was warm, and it still had that familiar smell, and that familiar body, but why didn't he sleep with him?
Feng Junran sighed softly, and said: "Xiao Xiao, you are no longer a child, you are sixteen, you shouldn't be like this anymore."

Hearing that the little girl was crying again, the tears fell down and wet the man's skirt.

Feng Junran couldn't bear it, so he had no choice but to hold him in his arms, and patted him again and again.

What should he do?Say it all?What about time travel?Would that change history?Could it be that everything disappeared without a trace like a dream?Should he speak out?
He hesitated, feeling deep torment in his heart.

But he was only sixteen... Sixteen 1000 years ago could be a wife, but Sixteen 1000 years later is still a minor...

While hesitating, the little girl began to writhe uneasily, changing positions from time to time, rolling in his arms, it felt like she was angry with him again, and disturbing him was also disturbing.

After a while, the suppressed flame surged up again with a groan, Feng Junran cursed secretly, and finally turned around and pushed the little girl into the bed.

Ye Xiaoxiao was stunned, waiting to look at him blankly with her big wet eyes, her fair face became clearer, her jet-black hair scattered like black chrysanthemums in full bloom.

"Little..." Feng Junran gently stroked her cheek, the emotion rising from her dark eyes made Ye Xiaoxiao a little scared, because it was not the gentleness she had seen before, but rather plundered, A bit of fear that would swallow her up.

But she still bit her lip, put her arms around the man's neck, and treated her as a post, Junjun, why do you want to distance yourself?What did she do wrong?Where is it?
When the tears welled up again, Feng Junran's sanity finally collapsed. Without thinking, he lowered his body, lowered his head and bit the little man's tender lips, plundering and wreaking havoc...

The warm breath invaded, carrying the strength and dominance of a man, with a faint fragrance of tobacco, but Ye Xiaoxiao could only stare blankly, watching the man's actions in shock.

After a while, Feng Junran slowly regained his senses, and quietly looked at the little girl's shocked face with his slender eyes.

The man who had always been calm could no longer calm down at this moment. He looked at the person on the bed, and pain slowly surfaced in his dark eyes.

Xiaoxiao is afraid of him?Yes, he is too impatient, but how can he not be impatient?He waited 1000 years!It's all nonsense to say that time flies like an arrow, and it's like a flick of a finger, but why does he feel that every day seems like a year in the absence of small days!

"Xiao Xiao, we are not father and daughter, and we will never be!"

After finishing speaking, the man stroked the little girl's fair cheek for the last time, then turned and left indifferently.

However, at this moment, Ye Xiaoxiao finally understood what this sentence from novels to adulthood really meant.

It's not father and daughter... Is it this kind of relationship?
She shook her fingers and touched the corners of her lips, where the faint smell of tobacco from the man still remained.

Ye Xiaoxiao swayed, she sat up slowly, curled herself up, turned her head sideways, and quietly looked at everything outside the window.

The swimming pool, the garden, the swing Feng Junran made for her, she can still see the scene of the two playing in the garden, but all of these are broken now, they are not father and daughter, and never will be!
Then what is she?Nurturing?pet?plaything?

Taking a deep breath, Ye Xiaoxiao wiped away the tears on her face, carried her small schoolbag on her back, and walked downstairs slowly.

"Miss, where are you going?" the old housekeeper asked with concern.

"I go to school."

"I'll send a car."

"No, I've contacted Qiao Sen. He's waiting for me outside the complex."

The old housekeeper let out an oh, watched the young lady go out, and then went back to continue working.

But he didn't know that since Ye Xiaoxiao went out at this moment, she never came back. To use a popular phrase nowadays, Ye Xiaoxiao ran away from home.

(End of this chapter)