Passionate Devotion

Chapter 1839 1886 Husband and wife return home 3

Long Teng sat there, silent for a while, only Long Yan's tears fell one by one.

Long Teng recalled when was the last time he saw his son cry? Three or five years old? No matter what time it was, it was too long, so long that his memory could not remember the details at all, so that at this moment, seeing his son look like this, it hurts and is not angry.

"How old are you, it makes me feel bad to be like this for the sake of a man. You are now being taken badly. You have made some messy friends, got some messy habits, and anything that refutes ethics. You can do it. If you play like this, you will play with yourself sooner or later. When the time comes, you will be covered in mud, and you will suffer."

Long Yan looked at his father with a particularly sad voice: "Dad, I didn't play, I'm serious, I am your son, don't you know me? I never touched the bad habits of dudes, and I would never take it. I was joking to embarrass you. Uncle Yan said Auntie Yan has accepted me."

Leng Teng suppressed restraint, and did not smash the cup in his hand on Long Yan's body: "So you mean, you are already planning to be a male daughter-in-law for Yan Bozhong?"

"Uncle, Long Yan didn't mean that. Actually, we didn't pay much attention to where to live. It's just a bit more convenient to live with me. It's okay for me to live with Long Yan."

As soon as Yan Qing's voice fell, Long Teng sternly said: "I taught my son, it is not your turn to interrupt."

"dad!"

"It is impossible for your mother and I to accept that you two are together. I can see that you are so obsessed now, and what I say will only be counterproductive. I don’t care about you. You can just go crazy. If you fall, you will understand that people have to go through the wrong things to know what to do and what not to do."

This was an unpleasant confrontation that ended hastily in Long Yan's tears before it even started.

Long Teng was disappointed and distressed and took the lead to leave the box, leaving Long Yan gasping for a deep breath, not in a good mood.

After Long Teng left, Long Yan kept wiping tears, his eyes flushed.

Yan Qing looked rather helpless, and told him not to cry. Long Yan wiped it for a long time before saying: "Brother Yan, it won't work, I smoked onions all the way, and now I can't stop."

Yan Qing: "………………"

Long Yan took out half of an onion from his trouser pocket, Yan Qing couldn't laugh or cry, Long Yan said: "No way, I'm afraid I can't cry and I can't hold the place."

Yan Qing waved the back of his head: "Your dad will be **** off by you."

"Don't despise me. If I have a better way, I will never make myself guilty. I'm just afraid that I won't be able to shed tears of tangled grievances, despair and hope. After all, I am not a film and television graduate. ."

Yan Qing: "…………………"

Long Yan was still wiping his eyes, and brought half of the onion to Yan Qing’s eyes. Yan Qing took the onion and threw it on the table, saying, “You must never use this trick against me in the future. I will never eat it. This set."

"I'm not a woman, so why can I cry and hang myself at all times?" Long Yan snorted contemptuously: "Besides, there are too many tears and it's worthless. I thought my mother was there, and I thought my mother was soft. it works."

Yan Qing pulled him over and wanted to unbutton his shirt. Long Yan was startled, and asked a little nervously, "Why? Don't use your hands in broad daylight, and this is in the tea room."

(End of this chapter)