Chapter 57 The Genius of the Dog-licking World

Li Mingxiao's voice came from outside the door: "Your little lion biscuits are here."

Liao Feng looked up and saw him walking in with a plate of golden and crispy lion head biscuits. He immediately threw away the pillow and took the plate impatiently.

"My hands are burned red, and all you see are cookies." Li Mingxiao glanced at him with disgust, sat down on the lazy sofa next to him, and picked up a book casually.

Liao Feng glanced at the other person's slightly red fingertips, then continued to eat his biscuits, mumbling, "Apply the medicine any slower, the wound will heal."

Li Mingxiao was so angry at his words that he threw the book at his back: "Rebellious son!"

Despite the noise, Li Mingxiao still asked seriously, "Seriously, what happened today?" He had originally planned to go back tomorrow, but seeing Liao Feng's condition, he was really worried.

Liao Feng's chewing slowed, his eyes vacant. "He came to me today and asked if we had to continue like this." He paused, his voice low. "Brother Xiao, I don't know how to answer. I know I'm being upset, but I just can't get over it. He chose to believe outsiders over me about that incident at the wedding. I, Liao Feng, have never suffered such humiliation in my life."

His fingers unconsciously pinched the biscuit, and the lion's head shattered.

Li Mingxiao's fingers gently curled the ends of his hair—a habit he made when thinking. After a long moment, he finally spoke, "You're exhausted and need to rest. Liao Feng, love never goes exactly as you expect. You already know the truth, and you're not wrong. That kid didn't necessarily have bad intentions back then. After all, he was still young, and it's normal for him to be inconsiderate. If you still love him, there's no need to dwell on the past."

He paused deliberately to give Liao Feng room to think.

"However, not being entangled does not mean you have to put yourself in a difficult position. If you can't say it out loud, express it with actions. Isn't what you, Liao Feng, are best at making people obey you?" At the end, Li Mingxiao narrowed his eyes and smiled meaningfully.

Liao Feng instantly understood his hint and his ears quickly turned red: "Brother Xiao, be serious!"

Li Mingxiao looked at his flushed face and laughed from ear to ear: "What did I say? You are the one who thought it wrongly, what can I do?" Liao Feng got angry when he saw his innocent face, but he had no way to refute it. He could only lower his head and stuff biscuits into his mouth, puffing up his cheeks.

"Okay, silly lion, go find your lover when you've figured it out. Brother Shao will be back soon." When he mentioned that surname, his tone and eyes softened unconsciously.

Liao Feng couldn't help but complain: "What's so good about that stinky bear that makes you look like that?" He stood up, picked up his suit jacket and prepared to leave, when he suddenly heard steady footsteps coming from outside the door.

"First, I'm not a bear. Second, she's my wife, so it's normal for her to love me. Third, Liao Feng, just take care of your wife—oh, by the way, your wife doesn't want you anymore."

As the last word fell, Shao Xiuqi walked in with long legs, and naturally put his arms around Li Mingxiao's waist, which made Liao Feng feel itchy.

"Shao Xiuqi, take your hands off Brother Xiao's waist! Even if you're his husband, don't do that in front of me!" Every time Liao Feng saw Shao Xiuqi, he remembered the bad things he'd done in the past, and he couldn't stand his current intimacy with Li Mingxiao. In his heart, Shao Xiuqi wasn't worthy of Li Mingxiao.

"I won't let go. Liao Feng, you are just his adopted brother. Even his biological brothers recognize me. How can you be considered an outsider?" Shao Xiuqi not only did not let go, but hugged him even tighter.

Seeing that the tension between the two was growing, Li Mingxiao quickly stepped in between to appease them.

Li Mingxiao helplessly opened his arms, standing between the two men and shouting, "Enough!" He raised his voice and glared at Shao Xiuqi, "Just keep your mouth shut. You knew he was in a bad mood today, but you still deliberately provoked him."

Shao Xiuqi raised an eyebrow. Although he still held his partner's waist, he finally restrained his provocative expression. He simply lowered his head and muttered in Li Mingxiao's ear: "He was the one who called me a bear first..."

Li Mingxiao ignored him and turned to Liao Feng, his tone softening: "Don't bother with him. Don't you know what kind of person he is? He did it on purpose."

Liao Feng looked at the scene before him, especially Shao Xiuqi's obviously possessive attitude, and felt his chest tighten even more. He grabbed his suit jacket from the sofa and muttered, "I'm leaving."

"Wait," Li Mingxiao stopped him and stuffed the uneaten Little Lion biscuits on the table into his hands. "Take it with you. Eat it on the way. Don't go hungry."

Liao Feng looked at the plate of cute cookies in his hand, then looked at the concern in Li Mingxiao's eyes that could not be refused. In the end, he took it, said "hmm" softly, and strode away without looking back.

Listening to the footsteps fade away, Li Mingxiao finally breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that Liao Feng was truly gone. He then nudged Shao Xiuqi behind him with his elbow, "You! You're such a grown-up, and you're still fighting with him?"

Okay, I'll continue the lighthearted style you want and polish this conversation:

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Shao Xiuqi rested his chin on Li Mingxiao's shoulder and said in a muffled voice, "I just don't like him. He calls me 'Xiao Ge, Xiao Ge' all the time. Of the three of them, Liao Feng annoys me the most."

He listed them one by one: "Xu Nuoyan's heart and eyes are full of his brother Ran. Although Xue Xi is a bit lustful, she is a girl after all and poses no threat. Only Liao Feng——"

Shao Xiuqi's voice deepened, with undisguised vigilance: "He is the most dangerous one."

Li Mingxiao was amused by his twisted logic and glanced at him sideways. "I told him to call you that. When I met him, he was only thirteen, still a half-grown boy. I've called him 'brother' for over twenty years, and you're even fussing about that?" He paused deliberately, then added jokingly, "If I told you he'd hugged me, wouldn't you hang yourself right here?"

"What?!" Shao Xiuqi suddenly stood up, his eyes wide open, "He hugged you? Why did he do that?!"

He suddenly tightened his arms, locking the person tightly in his arms, lowered his head and took a deep breath of the familiar scent of his partner's hair, as if to confirm ownership through this action.

Li Mingxiao was strangled by him and bumped into his chest lightly. He patted his hand on his waist helplessly: "He is my little brother who grew up under my care. What's the big deal if the little brother hugs the big brother?"

"That won't do!" Shao Xiuqi snorted, rubbing his chin against the top of Li Mingxiao's head, and refuted confidently: "He's also gay, and a top! How can he just hug my sweet and soft wife? Is he worthy?"

Li Mingxiao smiled helplessly, then kissed the corner of his mouth soothingly. Only then did Shao Xiuqi stop being angry. The two chatted and laughed while buying plane tickets for tomorrow.

On the other side, Liao Feng sat alone in the driver's seat, the cigarette between his fingertips flickering in the night. He looked at the brightly lit high-rise buildings in the distance, and the stubborn pride in his heart finally collapsed completely.

At this moment, face and past grudges are no longer important. He just wants to hold that person in his arms again and feel the warmth that belongs only to him.

Ruan Xingfeng was working overtime tonight. As soon as he walked out of the building, he saw the familiar car. Liao Feng was leaning on the driver's seat with his eyes closed. The car window was open, and the furry lion ears trembled slightly in the night breeze, looking particularly soft in the moonlight.

"Liao Feng?" He walked closer softly, with a hint of uncertainty in his tone.

Hearing the voice, Liao Feng immediately opened his eyes, his golden pupils shining brightly in the darkness. He stared at Ruan Xingfeng and suddenly spoke:

"I'm no longer listed in the Lion Tribe's clan directory. My ID card and household registration book now both say 'None'." He paused, his voice low and firm.

"Ruan Xingfeng, can I... join your Linlu tribe?"

Ruan Xingfeng came back to his senses and chuckled, saying, "Sir, isn't it too much for you carnivores to invade a group of herbivores?"

Liao Fengna heard his teasing and said, "Why not? Now the forest deer tribe and even all the herbivorous animal tribes listen to you. If you marry me, who would dare to say anything to you?"

He smiled and said, "Then I'll be sorry for you marrying into the Linlu clan." After that, he took out a ring from his pocket and put it on Liao Feng's slender ring finger. Liao Feng looked down at the ring and saw nothing. He opened the car door and let Ruan Xingfeng get in.

There was no passionate collision or passionate kiss that night. The two of them hugged each other in bed, listening to each other's heartbeats and had a dreamless night.

The next morning, the sunlight filtered through the gauze curtains, casting a gentle golden glow across the bedroom. Ruan Xingfeng slowly woke up, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he met Liao Feng's deep eyes. The man had been awake for an unknown period of time and was looking at him quietly, with unspoken love in his eyes.

Ruan Xingfeng felt a warmth in his heart, as if it were filled with something soft. He put his arms around Liao Feng's firm waist and buried his burning cheek in his warm chest. He couldn't help but laugh softly, his shoulders shaking slightly with the laughter.

"What are you laughing at?" Liao Feng's voice was hoarse from the morning. He lowered his head and gently rubbed Ruan Xingfeng's soft hair with his chin, and then placed a light kiss on the hair. Ruan Xingfeng raised his head, his eyes sparkling, as if filled with broken stars: "Liao Feng, you are so handsome." His fingertips gently traced Liao Feng's brow bone, "Prettier than yesterday, more handsome than when I first saw you..." Before he finished speaking, he had already turned over, straddling him, and lowered his head to kiss those two thin lips that were always pursed.

Liao Feng's Adam's apple rolled, and his big hands immediately clamped the slender waist of the person on him to prevent him from moving too much and falling. He indulged this lively person on his body who was as lively as a fawn to "do whatever he wanted" in his territory.

The soft lips sometimes fell on the Adam's apple, sometimes pecked the collarbone, and the slightly cold fingers restlessly explored the hem of the pajamas, igniting the tight back muscles.

A heat surged up from his lower abdomen. Liao Feng's eyes darkened. He was about to execute the troublemaker on the spot when his daughter's soft voice rang out from outside the door at the right moment: "Daddy, I'm so hungry!"

The charming atmosphere was broken in an instant. Liao Feng had no choice but to loosen his hands around Ruan Xingfeng's waist. Ruan Xingfeng was like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

She jumped off him in an instant, her face flushed red, and she pulled the quilt over herself tightly, leaving only her furry head exposed.

Liao Feng looked at his ostrich-like appearance and found it funny and cute. He deliberately leaned over and slapped his buttocks through the quilt, neither too hard nor too light, making a crisp sound.

"Ah!" Ruan Xingfeng froze, and suddenly thrust his head forward, his ears red as blood dripping, as he shouted angrily, "Liao Feng! You bastard!"

Liao Feng chuckled and got out of bed. He walked to the door, glanced back at the bulging "quilt bag", and said slowly: "It's better than you being a hooligan to me so early in the morning."

After he finished speaking, he opened the door, bent down, and took his little daughter Xia Qu, who was standing at the door rubbing her eyes, into his arms. "Come on, Daddy will take Qu'er to eat."

The door closed gently. Ruan Xingfeng listened to the footsteps fade away before slowly getting out of the quilt. The heat on his face had not yet subsided. He looked towards the door, thinking about Liao Feng's rogue look just now, but he couldn't help but smile.

He lay down again and turned to the place where Liao Feng had just slept, where the reassuring body temperature and familiar, fresh scent still lingered.

He pulled the quilt up to cover his head and took a deep breath, as if he wanted to hide the soothing smell that belonged only to Liao Feng into his lungs and heart.

Under the quilt, the curve of the corners of his mouth couldn't be suppressed, and his heart and eyes were filled with peace of mind and sweetness that were almost overflowing.

That night, Liao Feng invited Song Xuexi and Xu Nuoyan to drink. In the VIP room of the bar at night, the lights were dim and the music was lazy. Liao Feng, Song Xuexi and Xu Nuoyan sat around a table. After a few drinks, the atmosphere became subtly stagnant.

Song Xuexi put down her wine glass, her sharp eyes swept over Liao Feng's face several times, and finally couldn't help but speak, her voice carrying a barely perceptible chill: "Brother, why are you avoiding me with your eyes? You've been wandering since you sat down. Tell me, have you done anything to owe me?"

Xu Nuoyan, who was sitting next to him, put down the phone he was playing with after hearing this, and looked at Liao Feng with an inquiring look. The two of them formed a silent pincer attack from the left and right.

Liao Feng's fingers tightened around the wine glass, hesitating for a moment, but ultimately, he couldn't withstand the double scrutiny. He tilted his head back and took a sip, as if to bolster his courage. His voice was muffled, "I really didn't do anything to owe you anything... I just... made peace with Xiaolu."

"Little Deer" was Ruan Xingfeng's nickname. As soon as these words came out, the air froze. Song Xuexi's bright and beautiful face darkened at a visible speed, and her eyes were cold enough to freeze.

Xu Nuoyan, who was standing aside, first raised his eyebrows in surprise, then a hint of "as expected" flashed across his face, and he even breathed a sigh of relief imperceptibly. It seemed that he was not the only one who was making the same mistake again.

"Fuck!" Song Xuexi slammed the table, making the ice cubes in the cup clink. "Liao Feng, you still dare to reconcile? Reconcile your sister, fucking reconcile! Who was it that told me with red eyes, 'It's absolutely impossible this time'? Who dragged me to drink until midnight, vomited all over the place, and told me, 'If you turn back again, you'll be a dog'? Ah? Now you say we've reconciled so lightly, who am I? Let me ask you, I accompanied you in scolding and getting drunk, who the hell am I?" She was so angry that she spoke without thinking, and didn't care that Liao Feng's sister was actually herself.

"Xuexi, don't be angry, calm down." Xu Nuoyan quickly reached out and held her arm, afraid that she would really overturn the table. "He's just like that. You know, once he meets Ruan Xingfeng, his brain is almost like a decoration. He's a typical severe love-brain patient. There's no hope."

Song Xuexi was already furious, and hearing Xu Nuoyan's attempt to smooth things over made her even more suspicious. She turned her head sharply, her piercing gaze fixed on Xu Nuoyan's face: "Xu Nuoyan, something's wrong with you! Tell the truth, have you reconciled with An Ge as well?"

She knew these two brothers too well. If it were in the past, Xu Nuoyan would have joined her in the hatred and scolded Liao Feng bitterly. But now he was trying to smooth things over? This change in attitude was clearly...

Xu Nuoyan, who was named, stiffened and his eyes began to wander. He subconsciously raised his hand to touch his nose and said "hmm" vaguely, which was considered as his agreement.

Seeing his reaction, Song Xuexi felt a surge of blood rushing to her head, her vision went dark, and she almost fainted on the spot. What the hell is going on?!

Even Liao Feng was shocked. He looked at Xu Nuoyan in disbelief, his tone filled with a sense of absurdity: "Xu Nuoyan? You...you've reconciled with him again? Did Ran Yian put a curse on you? He treated you so badly back then, almost destroying you, and you still can...?"

Coming from Liao Feng, who had just announced his reconciliation with Ruan Xingfeng, these words were unconvincing. As expected, Xu Nuoyan, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, immediately retorted, his voice rising an octave: "He didn't ruin me! He made me see clearly which path I should take! I deserved our breakup, and it was the beginning of my awakening! Whether I loved him or not, that was my life! But this time is different. I know where my bottom line is, and I won't lose myself again!"

Song Xuexi looked at the two men in front of her. One was fighting for Ruan Xingfeng, who was eight years younger than her, and the other was being taken advantage of by Ran Yian, who was ten years older than her. She felt a deep sense of powerlessness and despair in her heart.

She collapsed back onto the sofa, waved her hand feebly, her tone filled with disdain and regret:

"You two... are amazing. Come on, go die hand in hand, you two losers! I'm so impressed. Ruan Xingfeng and Ran Yian are the only two men left in this world, right? It has to be them? Each one smaller than the other, the other bigger than the other. You two really are... the crouching dragon and phoenix chicks of the dog-licking world, geniuses in the realm of love-brainedness! I have nothing to say, I really have nothing to say!"