month by month

"I'm not drunk!"

Song Qingxu thought he was refuting fiercely, but his tone softened a lot because of the alcohol, and he sounded like a coquettish inexplicably.

He put Fu Yuan between himself and the door, and before he could respond, he lowered his head and kissed him.

Fu Yuan's upper lip hurt slightly, and he reacted dumbfounded that he was bitten lightly in dissatisfaction.He put his arm around Song Qingxu's waist, closed his eyes slightly, raised his head and slowly sent himself up.

Pleased by his movements, Song Qingxu slowed down, kissed his lips tenderly, and licked them lightly.

"Baby…………"

Fu Yuan blushed, and gave an almost inaudible "hmm", and his arms around Song Qingxu's waist trembled slightly, tightening involuntarily.

"I like you." Song Qingxu rubbed his lips for a while, feeling that the person in his arms had indeed absorbed his breath, and then wrapped his mouth around Fu Yuan's earlobe.

Fu Yuan snorted a little unbearably, trying to push him away.

The person who was at his mercy along the way just now became disobedient, and with some strength in his arms, he was tightly locked in his arms, not allowing him to escape.

"The baby is mine." Song Qingxu's breath was so hot that Fu Yuan couldn't help but gasp a few times, and gave up struggling to hug him again.

Song Qingxu's down jacket was tightened suddenly by his grip, and it was pulled off his shoulders to reveal the camel sweater inside.

"Well...it's your..." Fu Yuan leaned on his right shoulder and told him intermittently in Song Qingxu's ear.

Song Qingxu's breath was stagnant, and he suddenly bent his knees and picked him up, turned around and staggered a few steps, put him on the bed, and leaned over to press him.

All I could hear was a "thumping" heartbeat.

Fu Yuan's eyes were filled with misty moisture, reflecting Song Qingxu's blurred figure, his whole body went limp.The thin smell of wine lingered in the air, stimulating the nerves.

With a smile on the corner of Fu Yuan's lips, he looked at Song Qingxu who was a little out of control, the corners of his eyes were red, and he raised his hand to hook him: "I like you too."

Something in Song Qingxu's heart collapsed, he grabbed Fu Yuan's wrist, bowed his head and kissed his white neck.

"………Well……"

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"Why is the baby so cute?"

Fu Yuan was so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open. Hearing this, he shrank back into his arms, and said, "It's enough to please you."

Song Qingxu rubbed his fluffy hair habitually, lowered his head and kissed him on the forehead: "Okay."

During the day, he accompanied him to shuttle between various scenic spots. At night, the music of KTV was loud, and he was forced to play games for a while, and he was tossed by himself when he came back.

Song Qingxu felt guilty and distressed, and patted Fu Yuan's back lightly like putting a baby to sleep.

Fu Yuan's breathing gradually stabilized, his eyebrows stretched, and he nestled in Song Qingxu's arms and closed his eyes relaxedly.

Song Qingxu's chin rested slightly on the top of his soft head, feeling the warmth from the person in his arms, staring at the curtain ecstatically, the smile on his face could not be suppressed no matter what.

"Boom boom boom!"

Hearing the knock on the door, Song Qingxu slowly let go of Fu Yuan, gathered his skirt to cover the obvious hickey marks on his neck, and quietly got out of bed to open the door.

"...Huh?" Suddenly losing his embrace, Fu Yuan opened his eyes and looked at him in a daze.

Song Qingxu knelt on one knee on the bed and tucked him in the quilt, and said softly, "I'll open the door, you can continue to sleep."

Fu Yuan nodded slightly, and closed his eyes again.

"Keep down, my boyfriend is asleep."

Song Qingxu helped Xiong Beike close the door gently, and told him.

"Sleeping now?" Xiong Beike asked him in a low voice in surprise.

Song Qingxu said "um", "I just fell asleep not long ago." He raised his hand and looked at his watch: "It's not early, it's only a few minutes before eleven o'clock."

Xiong Beike took a change of clothes and went into the washroom, poked his head in and said, "I'm going to take a shower now, and the teacher remembers to tell me later when I'm doing rounds."

Song Qing promised, thinking that he would open the door for the rounds teacher later, so he didn't get back into bed again.

He sat on the side of the bed and looked at Fu Yuan's peaceful sleeping face quietly, his heart was filled with satisfaction, almost overflowing with happiness.

How lucky that he met the right person at a good age.

It was probably at this time that he understood why couples in love always make a promise to stay together through thick and thin for the rest of their lives.

It was because that person was by my side that I suddenly had the courage and confidence to fight against all wind and rain.

But it may be easy for people who love each other to share weal and woe, but the trivial life of daily necessities may instead slowly wear away deep feelings and even break them because of its unexpectedly ordinary and boring.

But the life of most people will gradually return to the ordinary after all, there may be ups and downs in the middle, but it will not always be so turbulent.

There are countless tests for relationships. Some people survived the most difficult time, but lost to Ning He in the end.

Song Qingxu gently brushed aside Fu Yuan's broken hair that fell on his forehead, and then pulled the quilt up to cover his shoulders.

If you had him with you all the time, it would definitely be much more interesting, right?

He wanted to take good care of his baby in the palm of his hand.

After the teacher checked the bed and left, Song Qingxu lifted a corner of the quilt and slowly lay back beside Fu Yuan, a little worried about bringing the cold air from his body into the quilt, so he hesitated for a long time and hugged him into his arms.

Such a sense of satisfaction.

Being hugged again, Fu Yuan, who was extremely light asleep, quietly raised his eyes in his arms, and couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips.

Song Qingxu's embrace was already warm enough.

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Xiong Beike glanced at the hickey on Fu Yuan's neck, which was not covered by the clothes, silently looked away, and looked at the culprit condemningly.

Song Qingxu received his cold-sensing light wave, followed his eyes to look at Fu Yuan inexplicably, and then found out the problem.

"Ahem..." He pretended to cough a few times, lifted Fu Yuan's sweater collar up, then pulled the zipper of the down jacket to the top, and fastened the button.

Fu Yuan had just finished the last bite of the steamed bun, and looked at his boyfriend suspiciously: "I'm not cold."

Song Qingxu's cough became worse, and he circled him and walked out of the breakfast shop in an attempt to cover up: "...That's not covered."

"What's not covered?" Fu Yuan frowned, lowered his head and opened his neckline for a look, and then blushed: "Song Qingxu!"

"Hey." Song Qing was ready to listen to her boyfriend's lesson, but it took him a long time to wait for a word.

"...It can't be so high in the future."

His eyes lit up, and he kissed Fu Yuan's face happily, then began to rub his nose on his face again: "I knew my boyfriend doted on me the most."

"That's because you were a little drunk last night... I won't play around with you like this again in the future."

Fu Yuan argued with his mouth wrong.

Song Qingxu was happy in his heart, and he was not going to expose him, "I will endure it in the future, I heard that this is not good for your health."

The itinerary arranged by N University was getting tighter and looser every day, and today everyone was released by the school again, and they disappeared after a while after gathering.

What happened yesterday, I couldn’t do my homework, which happened to offset the one extra day of painting on the first day. Today, Song Qingxu is going to work hard and finish painting for a few more days. In the last three or four days, I don’t have to worry about my homework. up.

The two easily climbed to the halfway up the mountain and retrieved the stored painting bag.This time he was familiar with the terrain, Song Qingxu quickly found a good angle, and immediately started to rush homework.

By the time he finished painting, the sun had almost risen overhead.

Song Qingxu packed his painting bag and climbed Huishan Mountain with Fu Yuan, then took the cable car down the mountain.

Fu Yuan pushed away his boyfriend who was clinging to him like a big dog, and looked down with interest.

There are many tourists on the mountain, and you may not feel it when you are in it, but looking down from the cable car, the crowd of tourists in the distance blends with the skyline, which is harmonious and warm.

After Song Qingxu was pushed away by him, he watched the scenery quietly for a while, and turned to call him after a while, while Fu Yuan was still staring out the window raptly.

"Do you look good with me?"

Fu Yuan laughed at the sour words, and kissed him on the cheek reassuringly: "In my heart, of course the boyfriend is the prettiest."

In Song Qingxu's eyes, the scenery can be like a painting. After hearing this sentence, the scenery becomes even more pleasing to the eye.

The beauty of nature is really refreshing.

The sun is not strong in winter, and Qishan is located in the southeast. The weather is sunny these days, neither wind nor rain.

After getting off the cable car, Song Qingxu carried a painting bag and interlocked fingers with Fu Yuan, entered the bustling street, and slowly blended into the crowd.

Became one of the couples among all living beings with smiles on their faces.

Yesterday, Xiong Beike had been recommending the meat sausage and shredded pork noodles with pickled vegetables in Jiuzhai Food Street, and the two walked around the street for a long time before finding the noodle shop on the corner of the street.

The noodle shop is on the corner of the street, the location is not good but the environment is good, after ordering two dishes of shredded pork noodles with pickled vegetables and adding a sausage each, Fu Yuan helped Song Qingxu lean the painting bag against the corner and found an empty table to sit down.

After finishing the homework, Song Qingxu leaned back on the back of the small sofa, humming a little tune boredly.

The mobile phone was placed on the corner of the table by him, and his boyfriend, who was much prettier than the mobile phone, was slowly blushing under his steadfast gaze, staring at him silently.

Song Qingxu saw that he was shy and playful, and wanted to rub Fu Yuan's face with itchy hands, but he still didn't dare to put it into practice after struggling for a long time.

Let's talk about it when there are no outsiders, in case I annoy my baby now.

If you can't do it, you can only satisfy your curiosity.

"What were you thinking when you kissed me on the Ferris wheel?"

Fu Yuan blinked guiltyly, and his eyes drifted to the corner of the table involuntarily, trying to avoid the important and light: "I didn't kiss you, it was obviously a little dolphin."

"Is there a dolphin toy that I can kiss?" Song Qingxu frowned and asked him seriously.

"It's all about it, be reserved, be reserved!" Fu Yuan blushed, not wanting to answer this nonsensical question at all, and gave Song Qingxu a warm rolling eye: "And I didn't know you would find out at the time." .”

Song Qingxu was admiring the first supercilious look his boyfriend gave him, but he was more concerned about Fu Yuan's answer, and immediately asked: "What is it that you don't know? If I knew it from the beginning, I would have found out. Could it be that you don't want to kiss?" Me?"

Fu Yuan said as a matter of course: "Of course not! I originally wanted to have a secret crush for a while, but I didn't expect to be caught by you when I couldn't help myself on the Ferris wheel. You became my boyfriend in a daze."

"It's like a dream."

Song Qingxu leaned over and supported his chin with his hands, raised his eyebrows and smiled at him: "Are you embarrassed?"

"Yes!" Fu Yuan was blunt and strong, "Don't you feel embarrassed towards my sweetheart?"

"Sweetheart" Song Qingxu listened happily, as if his heart was hit by Cupid's arrow.

It's a pity that the two sat face to face, and conditions did not allow it, otherwise Song Qingxu would definitely drag him into his arms and hug him.Now he can only look at the person who teases him with wide eyes, and show him a big heart.

Fu Yuan just smiled and made faces at him, and the two began to wink at each other childishly.

The waiter carried the plate and broke the silent joy, put down two bowls of noodles and said "please use slowly".

Song Qingxu's grimace hadn't had time to restrain, and the smile froze slowly in the waiter's movements.

After the waiter finished speaking, he turned around and left silently, leaving a trembling back with a suppressed smile.

"........."

Song Qingxu rubbed his face dumbfounded, thinking that it would be fine if he lost face anyway, so he decisively pulled out two pairs of chopsticks and handed Fu Yuan a pair.

"Eat it while it's hot!"

Fu Yuan took the chopsticks with a smile, listened to his slurred speech, and put the chopsticks on the steaming face.

Of course I like him because he deserves to be liked.

Maybe their beginning seemed a bit hasty, but there is still a long way to go, and they can walk slowly together.