moon stars

After applying the medicine, the skin on Song Qiucheng's inner thighs felt cool. He lay on the bed and put his legs together in an unattractive posture, complaining to Sheng Yue: "Don't be so heavy next time, it hurts so much."

Sheng Yue put on his pajama pants for him, looked at him and said hello gently.

"You say yes every time."

When he didn't do it, he could agree to anything. He said the word "yes" thousands of times, but it was the same next time. He seemed to be a different person, and he didn't take Song Qiucheng's words to heart at all.

"Then what shall I do?"

Sheng Yue climbed onto the bed and supported Song Qiucheng, lowered his head and pecked the corner of his mouth, and said pitifully, "What should I do? I'm always in a bad mood, and you won't help me."

The help he said refers to using hands. Song Qiucheng helped once last month, because he hadn't come out for a long time, which caused Song Qiucheng's arm to almost cramp. He didn't say anything when he was tired. It took more than half an hour to touch and knead under Sheng Yue's guidance. After that, he shouted that his hands were sore that he couldn't lift it. I only went there for an hour to massage my arm, how dare I ask him to help me any more.

Song Qiucheng stared at one direction in a daze, suddenly hooked his neck and pulled him down, and whispered in his ear: "You can come in."

Sheng Yue suddenly felt that he had heard it wrong, and asked uncertainly: "What?"

Song Qiucheng was also shy, his face was hot, but he thought that since they were already like this, they were the ones who took the books, why didn't they do what everyone else did, anyway, it wasn't the first time they did it, instead of doing it every time, It might as well be like the night before, at least he didn't just feel pain.And he doesn't like the current posture, Sheng Yue will make him face every time, either lying on the bed or on the wall, he feels very uncomfortable.

"I said..." Song Qiucheng only spoke in a breathy voice. He didn't know that Song Qiunian had left. Although the door was closed, he was worried that his brother would hear his voice, so he was even more careful. He looked at the door anxiously while talking. Did the handle move: "You can come in, like, like before."

Sheng Yue didn't say anything after hearing this, but brushed away the soft hair on his forehead with his hand, kissed his forehead and said, "Why are you so obedient? I'm afraid you won't go in if you're not ready."

Song Qiucheng was very surprised when he heard this: "But I wasn't ready that night, why did you come in?"

"It was an accident. Accidents don't happen every time, you know?"

"That's not an accident," Song Qiucheng said anxiously, "That's what you do when you get married! Do you think I don't understand? I know everything."

He knows this, he also took physiology class, how could he not understand, Song Qiucheng doesn't really want to do that with Sheng Yue, but when he thinks about it carefully, it's strange that others do it and they don't.

"But I care about hurting you the first time."

Sheng Yue sighed: "Baby, my brother drank alcohol that day, and he didn't know the severity. After you woke up, you squatted behind the door and grew mushrooms, and told me that your butt hurts, but I didn't insist on giving you medicine. Guilty."

Did he think he didn't want to?I don’t know how many times I have dreamed of it. I share the same bed every day. The familiar body temperature and fragrance are all tests for myself, but there is a hazy hurdle that I can’t get over, and I dare not mess around.

But it's only been so long, they have plenty of time, are they still afraid of this day and night?He is not in a hurry.

"But I don't blame you."

Song Qiucheng held his chin and looked at him, showing sincere eyes, and said, "I didn't dare to cry because I lied to you, but it doesn't really hurt, it's just um... a bit uncomfortable."

"Well, I know," but Sheng Yue was determined to erase the past as if it didn't happen, so he said, "Don't mention this, we can talk about it when Chengcheng is ready next time, okay?"

Song Qiucheng's brain is still slow to react, but anyone who is smarter and thinks faster should understand that the topic has gone too far. The poor child was led astray and still feels sorry for others. He hugged Sheng Yue tightly and patted him on the back, saying yes repeatedly.

"I'm going to bed," Song Qiucheng felt that it was getting late, and after hanging out with Sheng Yue for so long, his brother was still waiting for him in the room, what if he came out to look for it and saw it?

"My brother also praised Yaya for its cuteness today, but it's just too fat."

This is Song Qiucheng's only worry: "I have reduced its food and took it to swim, but it is so lazy. You don't know, it comes back after 3 minutes in the water. Let it run and it doesn't run. It just knows how to move its feet. The feet are hidden under the belly."

"My brother said that ducks should not be coddled, and I think it's right."

Song Qiucheng unreasonably shifted the responsibility to Sheng Yue: "You are too used to it."

Sheng Yue raised his hands to show his innocence: "I don't have it."

Song Qiucheng wrinkled his nose: "When you come back to look at it after get off work at night, you will secretly feed it food. Don't think I don't know, I know everything."

Sheng Yue laughed. Thinking about it, there were indeed a few times. He was bored after work last night and stopped by to see the duck. The duck ran to his feet and stepped on it. It looked hungry, so he just went Scooped duck food to it.

"I was wrong, my brother won't feed me anymore." Sheng Yue looked cute when he saw him angry. To him, he was no different from a kitten who just bared its teeth when it was just full moon, but he soon realized his own Wrong, that duck can't eat too much, the veterinarian has recommended how many grams to eat every day, Song Qiucheng has recorded it in detail.

"Then how did Chengcheng know?"

Song Qiucheng snorted softly and said, "Auntie told me."

Sheng Yue thought, so that's the case, "Auntie is making a small report with you?"

"It's not a small report," Song Qiucheng glared at him, and said, "Auntie really likes ducks, so I don't allow them to eat more."

"No way," Sheng Yue showed his face, smiled happily and said, "Being a father is strict, but being a mother always has to be soft-hearted, don't you think?"

Who is the father and who is the mother?

Song Qiucheng thought for a while, and found that he was talking nonsense again, so he pushed him away and wanted to get up: "I won't tell you anymore, I really have to leave, my brother is still waiting for me."

"I'm afraid your brother has already had a dream in your bed,"

Sheng Yue pressed him back and lay down: "He has gone back a long time ago."

Song Qiucheng asked in surprise, "How do you know?"

"I saw the message he sent you, on the screen of your mobile phone."

Song Qiucheng's mobile phone has never had a password, and Sheng Yue has seen it a long time ago, but Song Qiucheng never mentioned going to the guest room to sleep with Song Qiunian, so he didn't say anything.

"Why?"

Song Qiucheng hurriedly took out his mobile phone to look at the message that Song Qiunian sent 10 minutes ago, it said: Chengcheng, someone is here to pick it up, so my brother is home, and I will call tomorrow to chat.Go to bed early and good night.

"Who's coming for him? Dad?"

Sheng Yue said, "I don't know either."

"It's so late..." Song Qiucheng was worried, "If it was Dad, why didn't he tell me..."

"That might not be Dad."

"It's not dad, who is that?"

Sheng Yue shook his head, fearing that Song Qiucheng would fall into a loop and keep asking, he pulled him to lie down and covered him with a quilt, and said, "Don't think about it, can't you wait for his call tomorrow to tell you? He already said good night to you, don't Worry."

Song Qiucheng pulled the quilt to cover his chin, still muttering to himself: "Who the hell..."

Sheng Yue left a very dim night light on Song Qiucheng's bedside table, then went to bed and turned off the light.

Song Qiucheng didn't guess the answer, so he didn't guess, and no one paid attention to him, he fumbled and moved over to hug Sheng Yue's back, and called out: "Brother..."

With Song Qiunian around, he refused to call him brother. Sheng Yue's heart softened when he heard this, and he turned to face him and asked, "What's the matter?"

Song Qiucheng's eyes are bright, shining with a clear light, making people think of little stars in the sky, they are so beautiful.

"Tomorrow I want to eat the stewed pig's trotter you bought before, can you buy it for me?"

Sheng Yue first said yes, and then asked: "Aren't Aunt Zhang's cooking delicious?"

Earlier, he heard someone discussing in the company tea room that there was a roasted pig's trotters shop next door, and there was a long line of filming every day.He noticed it when he got off work, and found that there was really a long queue. His first reaction was to hire a salesman to create momentum. He went to the garage to drive. After he came out, he drove across a street and turned back. Honestly lined up in the crowd, wanting to buy it back for Song Qiucheng to taste.

But when it came to him, the roasted pig’s trotters were gone, only the marinated ones were left, and he bought it back. He returned home more than two hours late that day, and there was a traffic jam on the road. Fortunately, Song Qiucheng ate it and said he liked it. It was not in vain that he queued for nearly an hour.

Later, Aunt Zhang also bought hoof flowers and stewed them for him to eat. Song Qiucheng also ate deliciously.

"It's delicious," Song Qiucheng said with a smile, "but it's time-consuming, auntie, you should buy it sooner."

"I don't waste time queuing up, right?" Sheng Yue flicked his forehead, not heavy, Song Qiucheng closed his eyes, still smirking, and heard Sheng Yue say, "Just bully me."

With a sweet smile on his face, Song Qiucheng put one leg across Sheng Yue's stomach, and said, "I'm not bullying you, I also want to learn to drive. When I learn it, I'll buy it myself."

He said flatteringly, "I'll buy it for you too."

"Want to learn to drive?"

Sheng Yue was a little surprised: "How many wheels?"

Song Qiucheng showed four fingers and said, "Four."

"Okay." It's a good thing for him to learn to drive. After learning, he always has to drive out. This is much better than he just wants to stay at home. Sheng Yue agrees very much, but he can't help but skip the process and start to worry about whether he will encounter danger while driving. situation and things like that.

This is probably the trouble of being a parent...

"Whenever you want to learn, I will teach you."

"do not know."

Song Qiucheng rubbed his face in his arms and said, "It's not now anyway."

Sheng Yue said hello, patted his hair and said to go to bed first, and then said good night.

The author says:

It is also quite a long chapter 555