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47. Dating
Because it was the first time for his son to dine alone with him, Ou Xingtian carefully went through the most famous Japanese restaurant in the city in his mind, and finally chose 'Matsukawa Japanese Restaurant'. There is not only unique flavor, comprehensive service, but also a quiet environment, the little guy will love it.
Parking the car in his own dedicated parking space outside the restaurant, Ou Xingtian grabbed his son's little hand and walked with him. Recently, he was fascinated by Qiáng's behavior of pulling his son's little hand. Of course, the inspiration came entirely from that toothpaste commercial on TV. Has the little girl softened when she was pulled by her stepmother? Maybe the little guy will do the same, he will get used to pulling and pulling.
A welcoming lady in a crimson kimono and Japanese-style actress makeup saw Ou Xingtian's handsome and cold face appear from a distance, and immediately took small steps, greeted him diligently, and bowed 90 degrees.
This store is a membership system. Without a certain social status and economic foundation, it is really impossible to enter. Therefore, there are always a few familiar faces going back and forth, and the welcoming ladies have long been familiar with them. And Ou Xingtian, the person who turned the clouds and rains in B City, naturally ranked first in their VIP list.
"Welcome! Hello, Mr. Ou, how many are you? Are you in the hall or in the Japanese room?" Seeing that this time, Patriarch Ou was not accompanied by a glamorous woman, but a perfect-looking young man, Miss Yingbin His voice froze for a while and then returned to its natural state. While leading the way in front of him, he couldn't help looking at this beautiful bubbling young boy with the corner of his eye.
"Two. Go to the Japanese room." Ou Xingtian stretched out his hand and pulled his son to his side, blocking the astonishing gaze of Miss Yingbin Chi Guoguo, exuding cold air.
"No, it's in the hall." The man held his hand tightly, Ou Lingyi could only move his fingers slightly, scratch the back of his hand lightly, and make his request. The longer he got along with the crowd, the less he found that the various emotional fluctuations emanating from the crowd had less impact on him, and the spiritual power became more refined in the process of resisting external disturbances, so now he wants to let Try your best to adapt to the crowded environment.
The back of his hand was gently scratched by his son's tender fingers, and an electric current was transmitted directly to the heart with the skin. Ou Xingtian felt hot and numb, and his heart rhythm and breathing were disturbed for a few seconds. the urge to enter one's own body. Aware of his gaffe, he immediately calmed down, turned his head to cover up, and said to the welcoming lady who was waiting for an answer, "Go to the lobby and find a seat with a better environment."
"Yes, please come with me." Seeing that the young man was still calm and retorted to the head of the Ou family, Miss Yingbin was surprised and even more curious about his identity. Of the people around Ou Xingtian, who is not submissive to him and fearful. I have never seen a boy with such a natural attitude.
"It's here." The hall was built around a square Japanese-style courtyard, and the seats were arranged around the courtyard. When passing by a small lotus pond in the courtyard, Ou Lingyi's eyes lit up, and he immediately stopped the welcoming lady who led the way.
"Ah, I'm sorry, this seat has been reserved." Miss Yingbin was very embarrassed. Seeing the young man's clear and bright eyes dim, she felt distressed and embarrassed.
Ou Xingtian has gone farther and farther on the road of Erkun, and he can no longer turn back. If the son wants, he can send the whole world to the son, but the problem is that the son rarely asks himself what he wants. There was nowhere to please, and it often frustrated him. Now that the son has finally opened his mouth, of course he has to try his best to be satisfied.
"I want this seat. If the person who made the reservation comes, you can tell him that I, Ou Xingtian, will occupy it first and ask him to choose another. As compensation, all his meals today will be charged to my account." Domineering, but he has the qualifications to be domineering. In country C, if he wants to occupy a position, others have to give way obediently, and maybe the other party feels quite honored.
"Ah, okay. Please take a seat. This is the menu. The waiter will come to serve you later." Apparently, the greeter also knew this, and only hesitated for a few seconds before agreeing.
Seeing his son kneeling against the window, with an elegant posture, his eyes squinting slightly in the sunlight, like a lazy cat dozing off, Ou Xingtian smiled and felt extremely satisfied. As long as the son is happy, his heart will be very relaxed.
Knowing that the little guy is never picky eaters, he only requires the dishes to be light in taste. Ou Xingtian didn't bother him to enjoy the sun, and ordered a few signature dishes. After sending the waiter away, he raised his forehead with one hand and looked intently at the dazzling baby son in front of him, his eyes gradually falling into obsession.
The soft and smooth silver-black hair, the fair and delicate skin, the upturned nose, everything attracted his attention, making him unable to extricate himself, especially the little guy's pink lips, with a slight pout The arc is so cute that people want to take a bite and then taste it carefully.
Tasting ~ Tasting? The image of himself holding his son's lips and grinding and tasting it flashed in his mind, Ou Xing's whole body became hot, and his hope began to swell.
"Damn it!" It wasn't the first time that the image in his mind triggered a physiological reaction, still facing his own son. Ou Xingtian felt that his head was about to explode. His face was red, and he weakly lowered his head and supported his forehead, scolding himself in a low voice.
"What's the matter with you?" Feeling the hot and jumping airwaves from his father's body swept towards him, Ou Lingyi was scorched by the hot energy and his sensitive nerves were burned, his face flushed a little. Feeling that this feeling was even weirder than any other time, he couldn't help but ask curiously.
"Ah, it's alright!" He was bowing his head, trying his best to control his little brother not to make a fool of himself. Ou Xingtian was startled by his son's sudden question, and quickly answered with gritted teeth.
"Oh." Ou Lingyi frowned and turned away from looking at him, although his emotions fluctuated violently, but he wanted to deny it. What he was thinking about was none of his business, so don't care.
Seeing that his son was seriously looking at the scenery outside the window and stopped asking questions, Ou Xingtian hurriedly concentrated on restraining himself. Get rid of it earlier, and you don't have to make a fool of yourself in front of your son.
When his mind scattered, thinking about other things, Ou Xingtian quickly regained the body controlled by qíngyù, and his face returned to calm. Thinking of women just now, he remembered that there was an important matter that he hadn't discussed with his son.
"Yi'er, do you know the girl who spoke for you in the conference room just now?" Ou Xingtian recalled the scene when his son looked at the girl just now, and couldn't help but care.
"I don't know." Turning around, Ou Lingyi's eyes were clear.
"I don't know...you can try to get to know each other. You should have some friends at school." Qiáng was about to break the 'don't know' into 'you can try to get to know', and Ou Daddy felt that he was very hurt.
Why does he have the idea of leaving his son alone forever and only himself? Why would he have the urge to kill when he thought that his son had met other people at school, and that he had other people in his heart? No solution! However, this is by no means an idea that a good father should have, and it must be wiped out immediately. Abruptly dispelling the crazy thoughts in his heart, Ou Xingtian felt a little mentally drained.
"It's fine for me to be alone." Ignoring his father's abnormal behavior, Ou Lingyi lightly declined his proposal.
Accustomed to loneliness, even if he integrates into the crowd, he can only stand at a distance and feel it, and he can no longer enter the world of ordinary people. This is an irreversible sequelae caused to him by decades of living in the void. He has pulled himself out of this world and just wants to be a bystander.
Hearing his son's indifferent answer, looking at his small, desolate figure in front of his eyes, although bathed in the sun, he seems to be detached from the world. That's fine, the son will always be his own.
Ou Xingtian didn't know whether to deny his son's autistic idea or to support him. He couldn't find any words to respond, and Ou Lingyi didn't want to speak again, and the atmosphere suddenly fell silent.
"Hello, your dishes are ready, please take your time." Just in time, the waiter brought their dishes and placed them on the table one by one, breaking the silence between the two.
"Yi'er try this, the taste is very unique." The atmosphere warmed up, Ou Xingtian breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately gave his son a special offering from the store, his tone was gentle and pampering, and the gloomy heart just now disappeared. The little guy is still young, he has time to break through his defenses, and at the same time that he opens his heart, he only has himself in his heart.
Ou Xingtian, who had made up his mind secretly, did not realize that his wishes had changed at this moment. From the initial guilt, wanting to make up for his son, to the later attention, wanting to pamper his son, to now obsessed, wanting to monopolize his son, he has been step by step, getting deeper and deeper, sadly, he still has no idea.
"Well, it's delicious!" A thin piece of cod ròu, dipped in the secret black caviar, is fragrant before entering the mouth, and the ròu is delicate after entering the mouth. Squint, focus on enjoying
delicacy
Come.
Seeing the little guy's mouth pouting, eating like a little hamster, Ou Xingtian was full of joy, his taste buds began to secrete saliva, and the food opened wide.
"Wipe your mouth!" After eating, seeing a roe on the corner of his son's mouth, Ou Xingtian leaned over to wipe him clean, Ou Lingyi didn't tilt his head, and accepted it happily. I don't know why, although his table manners are in place and elegant, there is always something on his lips, which makes him very depressed. Recently, his father always wipes his mouth after meals, and he is used to it.