moon stars

Song Qiucheng has learned to draw. He liked to read cartoons when he was a child. He didn't like to study or have other interests. It is enough for the Song family to have a decent Song Qiunian. Song Yihe will not force him to learn what he should learn Things, let him do what he likes to do, and don't take care of him easily, just watch him happily every day.

At first he was just drawing casually, but drawing people and objects had some appearances, so they found a teacher for Song Qiucheng to teach him, and he learned it for two or three years, not to mention how exquisite the drawing is, at least he can draw what he wants to draw. draw it.

Song Qiucheng learned this for fun. Whenever he was happy, he would stay in his room for a long time without going out, and draw freely. Sometimes he would not touch the pen for several months when he was unhappy.

When he was painting, he kept looking at every part of Sheng Yue's body, and even blocked the drawing paper with his elbow to tell him not to look ahead.Sheng Yue sat on the sofa without moving, quietly and patiently waiting for the gift he was about to give her.

Song Qiucheng changed his painting and finally completed a piece of work. He admired it for 2 minutes and brought it to Sheng Yue after he was sure he was satisfied.

What he learned was not realistic style but comic style. He only drew a sofa in the background, and simply drew a few strokes on other things, making Sheng Yue's painting look graceful.

"Too beautiful!"

Sheng Yue was going to frame it and hang it in the bedroom tomorrow, he leaned over and kissed Song Qiucheng, the kiss that was supposed to be on the forehead fell on his right cheek, "Am I so pretty?"

"You have," Song Qiucheng said with a silly smile, "Don't you know? You are really handsome."

Sheng Yue half smiled, half helplessly, and said, "Fortunately, I'm handsome, Chengcheng is willing to look at me more."

Song Qiucheng continued his words: "Yes, thanks to you——um, no...don't say that."

"I'm teasing you, don't take it seriously, come and give me a hug."

Song Qiucheng took the initiative to climb onto his lap, and sat down with his legs apart.

Sheng Yue buried her face in the bend of his neck and took a few breaths, then hugged him and leaned back, letting Song Qiucheng's full weight rest on her body, and then whispered in his ear with a little satisfaction: "Brother likes you."

Song Qiucheng's breathing was involuntarily faster, and he gently held his chest, trying to feel how fast it could jump.

Sheng Yue's face is clear, his facial features are also superior, and there is always a faint smile in his eyes. Song Qiucheng likes him so much when he looks at himself with a smile, as if he can see that Sheng Yue really likes him.

Song Qiucheng swallowed, and slowly looked at his lips, his mouth was also pretty, with slightly upward curves on both sides of his lips, very beautiful.

Thinking of being kissed by him often recently, Song Qiucheng felt embarrassed and stopped watching.

"Does Chengcheng like me?"

Sheng Yue became more courageous, and dragged Song Qiucheng's head forward, and took his earlobe with his lips. It was very light, like a gentle breeze. Song Qiucheng covered his ears reflexively, and said with a blushing face: " I like it, didn't I say it earlier..."

"Chengcheng had dinner yesterday, do you still eat today?"

Song Qiucheng felt that what he said was totally fallacious: "I will die if I don't eat, but I won't die if I don't say I like you."

Sheng Yue chuckled. When he was with Song Qiucheng, his happiness index rose visible to the naked eye, but he didn't do anything or say anything. How could he make himself so happy.

"You're right, you won't die if you don't like me, but it's also good to like me."

Song Qiucheng asked what was the benefit.

Sheng Yue said mysteriously, "Guess."

Song Qiucheng couldn't guess, and honestly said he didn't know, he actually wanted to ask if seeing you every day was a good thing, but he felt that he couldn't say it, which was really strange, and he didn't know what he couldn't say. can think of.

"Hmm...probably, Chengcheng doesn't have to be afraid of rain and thunder in the future?"

Song Qiucheng thought about it for a while, and asked, "Is there any more?"

Sheng Yue cleared his throat, feeling as if he had nothing more to say, yes, what’s so special about him, those things he did for Song Qiucheng were not done for him, what’s the point of listing them all now, and they’re not here Asking him for a deal, it seems like I have done a lot, and he didn't do anything, so why bother to impress myself first.

"No more," he said while stroking the back of Song Qiucheng's head, "It seems that I have to make persistent efforts to be nice to Chengcheng, and try to make you like me more."

Song Qiucheng lay softly on Sheng Yue's chest, and with his thumb bent, he could touch the ring on his ring finger. Only then did he truly realize that his marriage with Sheng Yue was no longer a fake, and he had really become Sheng Yue's "wife".

He secretly believed that as much as Sheng Yue liked him, he should like Sheng Yue as much.

The rain didn't stop until before going to bed at night. In the evening, Song Qiucheng went out to feed the ducks with an umbrella. When he came back, his trousers and arms were quite wet. He took a bath before dinner, and went upstairs to paint after dinner. painted.

Probably because of the excitement, I went to Shengyue's study to find a lot of printing paper and took it back to the room. I don't know what I drew, and everyone was busy with their own things.

When the work was over, the rain subsided, and people knew that they should be sleepy, Song Qiucheng ran to the study to find Sheng Yue, first knocked on the door, and only dared to go in when he got permission.

Although Sheng Yue doesn't run to the company, he can't let go completely, and he will take care of some big and small things, so that his life is easy to pass.Now Sheng Zhenting no longer needed his care, and Song Qiucheng was so obedient, he calculated that he would be able to go back to work sooner in less than two months.

"Brother, have you finished your work?"

Song Qiucheng's milk was still in the room, and he wanted to drink it after Sheng Yue went back. He just wanted to see if Sheng Yue had finished his work, and planned to leave after asking.

"A little bit more, are you sleepy?"

Song Qiucheng shook his head: "Not sleepy, but it's time to sleep."

He is relatively strict about the time to go to bed, because in the past when he got up late at home, no one would say anything, but Tang Xunshuang would talk non-stop when he went to bed late, and he got used to it over time.

"Go to bed first, brother will be here soon."

Song Qiucheng said good, then went back to the room and drank the milk.

When he was brushing his teeth, he was thinking that Sheng Yue said last night that he wanted to try his toothpaste. I don't know if he tried it this morning. He must ask when he comes back.

But he fell asleep before Sheng Yue returned to the room. He was easily sleepy when he touched the pillow, and he could still look at his phone for a few minutes. Before going to bed, he and Tang Xunshuang sent messages to each other. I love chatting online, and I also chatted with him for a few days this time.

Song Qiucheng asked if there was any news about his brother, Song Yihe replied with two simple words, no, Song Qiucheng didn't ask anything else.

He turned off his mobile phone and put it on the stool at the end of the bed, trying to close his eyes and wait for Sheng Yue, but he was dazed after waiting, and he didn't know when he started dreaming.

The lights in the room were not turned off, but it was quiet. Sheng Yue guessed that he was asleep when he was outside the door, so when he entered, he walked lightly, so as not to wake him up.

Song Qiucheng didn't finish his milk, Aunt Zhang warmed it up for him today, it was more hot, he drank half and left half.Sheng Yue happened to be a little thirsty, so he took the remaining milk and drank it, then brushed his teeth.

He brought all the toothbrushes and towels here this morning. Anyway, he doesn't need to sleep in separate rooms in the future, which is so convenient.

When he went to bed, Song Qiucheng called out to his elder brother, and opened his eyes with difficulty, feeling that the light was too bright.

Sheng Yue patted him on the back through the quilt and said, "I'm here, go to sleep."

Song Qiucheng turned over twice, turned off the light and was not satisfied, and made a coquettish sound indistinctly, moving around like a small fish.

"Brother, hug me." Sheng Yue easily wrapped him in his arms, Song Qiucheng took the opportunity to lift one leg to his waist, and squeeze the other leg between his legs, in a tricky sleeping position.

Sheng Yue straightened up helplessly. He is a normal man after all, and he can't do anything to a sleeping person. It took a little effort to put his legs down.

"Sleep soundly, Chengcheng," Sheng Yue stroked Song Qiucheng's hair on the sideburns in the dark, knowing that he would not answer when he fell asleep, so he lifted his face and gently pecked the corner of his lips, saying :"Good night."

Then he fell asleep contentedly.

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