moon stars

"Do you think you can't hide it from me? How many people were there on the day of your wedding, and how many pairs of eyes fell on him. If you didn't see it, it's not like others couldn't see it."

Sheng Zhenting's tone softened a little. In his opinion, as long as Sheng Yue doesn't just marry someone just to complete the task, things don't seem so bad.He was angry not only because he felt that Song Qiucheng was different from normal people, but also because he was afraid that Sheng Yue's behavior had other emotions. It's not like he didn't really count.

"It doesn't matter if you see it. I didn't want to hide it from everyone. How other people care about whether Song Qiunian or Song Qiucheng married me is their business. As long as Chengcheng can be happy, that's what I care about."

"I'm not opposed to it, I just think—I've always heard that the youngest son of the Song family is different from normal people. A few years ago, I heard someone joke that this son of the Song family might have to be raised at home in the future. There is no one who grows so big. I would like to meet the girl, but his brother is different, Song Qiunian is very outstanding, your mother and I feel more at ease when you marry him."

"But if you're married, you have to live together," Sheng Yue couldn't help but laugh, "Song Qiunian didn't even tell me that he didn't want to. You said that if you married him, one day you would wake up and see that he was gone. , where can I find it? That’s the real trouble.”

Sheng Zhenting glanced at him and said, "Song Qiucheng won't run away, will he?"

This mention was a sad thing for Sheng Yue, he paused for a moment, and then said: "With Chengcheng, he is happy and I am happy too, it's good to live like this."

"In the past, the Song family protected him impeccably, but now it's you?"

After thinking about it, Sheng Zhenting felt that this was not an easy task. Is this getting married or raising a child?Sheng Yue has been more mature than his peers since he was a child, and he likes to keep things in his heart. Even if he is dissatisfied with something, as long as he doesn't touch the bottom line, he seems to be able to bear it. What surprised Sheng Zhenting is actually the fact that he has been there for so many years. He never knew where his son's bottom line was, which made him and Yu Han feel empty at times, always fearing that he owed Sheng Yue a lot.

He himself is so tired, how can he protect another person in an impeccable way.

"Chengcheng doesn't need my protection. If he wants to do something, he can do it freely, and he is really not as complicated as you think. Just like ordinary people, he can do what everyone can do," Sheng Yue felt that no matter how much he said, Sheng Zhenting might still be pale. He sighed and said, "If there is a chance, let Chengcheng come back for a few days. I'm afraid you won't let him go."

Sheng Zhenting didn't have any malice towards Song Qiucheng, but he was quite speechless to Sheng Yue at this time: "Okay, he's a favorite."

Sheng Yue nodded and said, "It's really fragrant."

Song Qiucheng and Sheng Chuyu played several rounds of games and Sheng Yue didn't come back. After he taught Sheng Chuyu, her score was almost higher than him. He thought that he really didn't have the talent to play games, so why not play? .

Seeing that he was absent-minded, Sheng Chuyu slapped him with his elbow and said, "What are you thinking, you are about to lose."

Song Qiucheng groaned, and when he was about to re-enter, he saw Sheng Yue walking in. He was holding the tablet on his knees, trying to stand up at any time, but he still didn't move.

Sheng Chuyu played the game attentively, and when she looked up, she saw Sheng Yue brought Song Qiucheng a glass of juice. She frowned tightly and said dissatisfiedly, "Song Qiucheng, you are so boring."

Song Qiucheng just took a sip of the juice in Sheng Yue's hand, and looked back and forth between Sheng Chuyu and Sheng Yue with apprehensive eyes, and said, "I'll come to fight with you right away."

The more Sheng Chuyu thought about it, the more dissatisfied she became. She was the one who played games with Song Qiucheng after listening to Sheng Yue's words. Why did Sheng Yue come back and tell his brother that he was with her? She raped her and robbed her brother.

"I'm not fighting!"

Sheng Chu stood up and went to look for Yu Min. Song Qiucheng heard her tell her mother that she was going back to do the test papers. He asked Sheng Yue blankly, "Does she have a lot of homework?"

Song Qiucheng remembered that when he was doing the homework left by his tutor at home, he was also in such pain. He had to think about math problems when he was eating, but he couldn't figure it out anyway.

Sheng Yue raised his hand a little higher, coaxed him to take another sip, and said, "It should be, the third year of high school is more nervous."

Song Qiucheng felt a little sorry: "I was distracted just now, and I didn't have fun with her."

He couldn't drink anymore, so he pushed Sheng Yue's hand, Sheng Yue put the cup aside and stood listening to Song Qiucheng.

"Then why are you distracted?"

"I was wondering if you would be scolded," Song Qiucheng said bluntly, "I have also been scolded by my father, although not many times, but I am afraid that my father will get angry, and he will be very angry."

"I didn't get scolded." Song Qiucheng was worried about himself, which moved Sheng Yue a little.

"We won't be scolded. We didn't do anything wrong. Why should we be scolded?"

Song Qiucheng said, "I did it."

"As long as my brother doesn't feel it, then he doesn't have it."

"Are you confusing black and white?" Song Qiucheng didn't know how to describe Sheng Yue.

"No, I like you better, so I think you are not wrong."

Song Qiucheng opened his mouth and couldn't make a sound, and was stunned for a while, then stared at Sheng Yue happily and said, "I like you too," and opened his hands to beg for a hug, rubbing against him like a doll.

"If I've made other mistakes, will you think I'm not wrong?"

"This won't work," Sheng Yue patted his head and said, "What are you thinking about?"

Song Qiucheng smiled stupidly, his lips touched Sheng Yue's neck several times, as if he was kissing it, and he whispered in a wronged voice, "You said you like me better."

"That depends on what mistakes you make."

Song Qiucheng put his arms around Sheng Yue's neck, and Sheng Yue simply picked him up again, saying, "Small mistakes can be forgiven, but big mistakes can't."

"Let me down," Song Qiucheng struggled a few times in fear that someone would see him, and said, "I want to come down."

Sheng Yue hugged him even tighter, and refused to let him down, saying, "Don't blow on my neck."

"It's itchy, isn't it?"

Song Qiucheng blew again very itchy, but Sheng Yue was not as ticklish as him, he didn't move a bit, he asked, "Why don't you smile?"

There was a trace of forbearance in Sheng Yue's expression, Song Qiucheng just wanted him to smile, but didn't see it, he gritted his teeth and said, "Because I'm so itchy, I can't laugh anymore."

Song Qiucheng stopped bothering him in an instant, and it was very itchy, so it must be very uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry, brother."

"It doesn't matter," Sheng Yue was still generous and considerate: "Just let my brother get it back next time."

The author says:

Shocked, what caused the silly white sweet man surnamed Sheng in a certain city to change his attitude towards his husband so quickly, from "It's okay to forgive you" to "I think you are right", it only took a few days! ps It was updated today so it won't be available tomorrow.