Eating cute friends who grew up

The next day, Chen Rui was fully armed, wrapped himself in a ball, and went to the shopping mall with Songcheng. There were all kinds of mother and baby shops. Chen Rui went in like Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden. enter here.

"Hello, what do I need to see?"

Seeing people come to ask, Chen Rui subconsciously hid behind Song Cheng. His hair was already very long without a cut. Today, he tied a ponytail in the back and looked a bit artistic, but he still didn't dare to go out.

Song Cheng put his arms around Chen Rui's waist and smiled: "He's a little shy, we need to buy something for the newborn."

"Okay, come here."

Afterwards, all he saw were toys and clothes. Chen Rui's eyes were dazzled by all kinds of small clothes. He touched one and looked at another, then turned around and pulled Song Cheng's arm, and Song Cheng lowered his head: "What's the matter?" .”

"They're all pretty good-looking." Holding the little blue pants in his hand, Chen Rui whispered with a tangled and embarrassed face, "How big should I buy..." God knows how big the new cubs are.

"I don't know either." Song Cheng looked helplessly at the little clothes, "You see which one you like."

Chen Rui felt that he was suffering from entanglement: "You also have a look."

"Didn't it mean a boy, or blue?"

"Which one do you think is more comfortable to touch?" Chen Rui compared two clothes, one cotton and one fluffy, but he thought that it would be summer, and he would give up if he couldn't wear the thicker clothes. Plush options.

There was nothing at home, Chen Rui couldn't think of anything, so he went to Baidu to search for what to prepare, Little Clothes asked Song Cheng if he chose it himself, Song Cheng didn't look so handsome this time.

"Humph."

Song Cheng looked over straightly: "What are you humming?"

"Hmph, you don't even know how to choose your son's clothes." Chen Ruiqi blushed, with one hand resting on his waist, and the other holding his mobile phone, "How can I choose by myself?"

Song Cheng came closer and smelled the scent of milk. Chen Rui drank a cup of hot milk every morning.

"Or else I'll buy them all."

"Ah?" Chen Rui turned to look at the man, what was he talking about.

Song Cheng's eyes were deep brown, and his gaze met Chen Rui's: "Since you don't know how to choose, then buy them all, and you can wear them anyway."

"That has no meaning at all." Chen Rui patted Song Cheng's hands off and stood up while supporting his waist. He didn't want to stand or support his waist, but his stomach was heavy and uncomfortable, so he preferred to stand.

Chen Rui didn't know how to tell Song Cheng that he was not feeling well: "Let's go for a while."

"Is it because you are not feeling well?" Song Cheng stood up and put his arms around his waist, "There is a restaurant in front, so I just went to take a rest."

Song Cheng was holding everything, which made Chen Rui feel comfortable: "I'm tired and want to eat meat."

"You can order whatever you want."

So Chen Rui ordered dishes for a large table. The private room can see the scenery by the window, and a small table is full.

"Mr. Song, why don't you stop me." Chen Rui looked at the dishes on the table and began to worry.

Song Cheng got up and sat beside Chen Rui: "You are working harder, so you can eat whatever you want."

"I've worked very hard." Chen Rui gnawed at the pig's trotters and watched the people coming and going outside. He didn't know what was going on. He thought of Song Cheng's eyes that didn't even look at him when he was buying books, but he remembered again. Song Cheng was considerate of himself, and two unknown emotions collided in his mind for a moment, and he put down the pig's trotter in his hand.

"Mr. Song, do you like me or children?"

Song Cheng didn't expect Chen Rui to ask such a question, he held Chen Rui's waist and let him lean into his arms: "Of course I like you."

"That's why you don't like children."

Song Cheng's hand touching Chen Rui's shoulder paused, but returned to normal within a few seconds: "How could you say that?"

"Mr. Song, although you are smiling, you don't have much enthusiasm in your eyes. I even feel that you don't like this child." I wonder if anyone has a child like this.

"Chen Rui." Song Cheng raised Chen Rui's chin, "I'm almost thirty years old, and it's a little uncomfortable to have a child for the first time."

Chen Rui didn't know what to say for a while, so he didn't say anything at all.

"The child is mine, and I won't dislike it, let alone yours and mine." Song Cheng massaged Chen Rui's waist with his hands, and his voice was as soft as they were whispering on the bed, "The child's clothes I really won't choose, don't think about it."

It's not easy for Chen Rui to say: "Well, maybe I've been thinking too much recently."

The two of them strolled outside for a long time, and bought a lot of things, including three boxes of diapers alone, and small clothes.

Chen Rui's expectation for his son is to grow up like Song Cheng, don't be like a monkey all the time, although his mother often told Chen Rui that he was a monkey when he was a child, but... it's better to be more like Song Cheng .

The child in the family had a lot of things, and finally felt like he was going to be a father. His belly was growing day by day, and Song Cheng spent more and more time at home. When the time came later, Chen Rui no longer dared to go out casually.

I was supposed to go home during the Spring Festival, but Chen Rui couldn't go back because of his stomach. There are relatives at home, so what if they see it.

Song Cheng's parents were only there on the first day of the new year, and this year had been dull and boring. Chen Rui was lying on the sofa basking in the afternoon sun, holding a mobile phone in his hand and videoing with Chen's mother.

"Is Song Cheng treating you well?"

Chen Rui said, "It's pretty good."

"Your stomach is inconvenient now, don't stay on the bed all the time."

"I know, I go to the hospital every month now, and I will go once every two weeks in the future. The doctor is very nervous about me."

Chen Ma sighed: "We are also very nervous about you. If it weren't for your father's company not being able to leave, I would have gone to see you a long time ago. Why do I need you to make a video call now?"

"There are those people who want to stop me at home. Don't I know how to take care of myself? Besides, Song Cheng is watching me at home these days."

"He treats you well, so I'm relieved." Mother Chen opened her mouth, "You two men..."

Chen Rui couldn't help it: "What's wrong with the two men." The two men even made a baby out, how magical.

He understood what Chen Ma meant, but now there was nothing to do.

Chen Rui patted his stomach to bask in the sun, and hung up the phone after chatting with Chen's mother. Song Cheng also came down from upstairs. Seeing him lying in such a ecstasy, he came over and took the Coke from the coffee table: "After talking with your mother on the phone gone."

"Well, the days go by so fast, she's worried about me."

"It's normal to be worried about you. If she finds out that you are stealing cold food, she might have to punish you."

Chen Rui rested his head on the man's lap, looking up, Song Cheng's face was still impeccable: "Mr. Song, Happy New Year."

A few firecrackers sounded outside the house in response to the occasion. Song Cheng saw that Chen Rui didn't make a sound. After watching for a while, he lowered his head and kissed Chen Rui's forehead. he kisses.

Song Cheng kissed him without any hesitation, and the kiss gradually deepened between his lips and teeth. After an unknown amount of time, Chen Rui's hand had already wrapped his arms around his neck. Both of them were breathing strangely, and Chen Rui's nose was sweating : "Mr. Song." Song Cheng's slightly deep voice sounded next to his ears, "I'm here."

"There's nothing to do during the Chinese New Year."

"Ok?"

Chen Rui pursed his lips: "That...can I kiss you again?"

Song Cheng's expression was slightly startled, but he still lowered his head and kissed Chen Rui. After kissing several times, Chen Rui's face was already flushed.

"Is it enough?"

"Not enough." Chen Rui pouted and kissed several times, making several loud noises.

Song Cheng was suppressed by him and said helplessly: "You like it that much."

"It's not that I like kissing, but I just like kissing Mr. Song." Now, Chen Rui's mind is full of Mr. Song. He is lying in Song Cheng's arms thinking about everything, and what he can't stop is the heart that wants to get close to him. Heart, "There is nothing to do during the Chinese New Year, we don't have to leave relatives this year."

"So just do it openly?"

Chen Rui felt that when he was an adult, his face would not blush and his heart would beat when he talked about this matter, but now his face was not only red, but his heart was also beating violently: "Mr. Song, don't you want to?" With a pure heart and few desires, he just saw Song Cheng reading a book, and he couldn't help it. There was an inexplicable anger in his heart, and he shook Song Cheng's arm, "Mr. Song."

It's rare for Chen Rui to act like a spoiled child, although it's not qualified as spoiled.

Song Cheng was surprised by this, but did not refuse.

The eyes of this flushed young man lying on the sofa are full of likes, and these likes belong to Song Cheng. No one would not like the feeling of being admired by others, including him.

Song Cheng carried Chen Rui up the stairs: "We have such a big belly, let's just taste it."

Chen Rui's waist softened and he almost couldn't stop: "Or, or you can use your legs." Anyway, I didn't run today.

Song Cheng smiled: "Then you must have a good time."

That's right, that's the reason. As a young man who has had few desires for several months, Chen Rui's stomach is full of grievances. He didn't think there was a problem with his small belly before, but now he has difficulty doing it himself: "For those who are older, I will want!"

While undressing, Song Cheng said, "Okay, okay, I'll listen to you." The pampering in the words was self-evident, Chen Rui lay down on the bed and wrapped his pants into the quilt by himself, Song Cheng came in after a while.

The heat in the bed has not disappeared yet, and the touch of skin-to-skin makes Chen Rui want to breathe comfortably. He holds Song Cheng's hand a little impatiently, and the low smile on the top of his head never stops. Chen Rui is annoyed: " Mr. Song, hurry up!"

"Chen Rui." Song Cheng moved his hands, and kissed the young man's earlobe slowly, "Why do you always call me Mr.?"

"Hmm..." Why, it's not what I said at the beginning.

"Isn't it called that all the time?" Chen Rui hummed comfortably, "What else is it called?"

"Call husband."

"I don't want it, tacky."

Song Cheng's kiss landed on Chen Rui's neck, and he said in a low voice, "But it's too sensual for Mr.

Chen Rui was in a hurry: "How can there be, Mr. is obviously a very cultivated title." He called him too much, and he felt that he was a cultural person.

"But we are proclaiming yin in a hundred days, and you call me Mr." The ambiguity of love is mixed with prudence, and Song Cheng couldn't help it, "Call my husband to listen."

Chen Rui almost rolled his eyes in anger, really vulgar: "If you want to call, you call me, I don't want to call, I don't want to whine..." Later, he was caught, and even the tone was off, "Mr. Song..."

"I'm here."

"Don't do that to me..."

……

During Chinese New Year, Chen Rui rolled on the bed all day.

The two of them didn't make it to the last step, but Chen Rui was so cool that he lay on Song Cheng's body with no energy.

"Mr. Song..."

Song Cheng's hand stroked Chen Rui's smooth back: "I'm here."

"You haven't told me Happy New Year yet."

"Happy New Year."

"There are also blessings."

Song Cheng simply pinched Chen Rui's chin, and the two looked at each other. Song Cheng looked at Chen Rui's eyes full of powerless after sex, and said with a smile: "Then I wish you all wishes come true in the new year."

"Hmph." Chen Rui turned his head and was unwilling to move his fingers, "I haven't chosen a name yet, let's choose one."

"Do you have any idea."

Chen Rui shook his head, what could he think: "I want to have a good meaning, but there are too many words and it becomes difficult to choose. I don't know what to call it."

"How about combining your and my names?"

Chen Rui made a "huh" and didn't understand.

"Your surname is Chen, and my surname is Song. Putting the two characters together, it happens to be Song Chen."

"Song Chen?" Chen Rui's narrowed eyes suddenly widened, and he shouted, "No, no, you have bad intentions!"

Song Chen Song Chen, there is a fart difference from Song Cheng, even if it is called Chen Song!

The corner of Song Cheng's mouth raised slightly, and he held Chen Rui's wrist with one hand: "Just kidding."

"You bully people even when you're joking." Chen Rui couldn't move his hands and kicked his feet under the quilt, but then his legs were caught by Song Cheng, and he simply didn't move after that, he still felt tired, "I don't want to , get angry."

"There is no rush about the name, let's think about it slowly."

"Yeah." Chen Rui turned around and put his arms around Song Cheng, "Next year... there will be one more person."

Song Cheng stared at Chen Rui and waited for him to continue talking. Chen Rui coughed and changed his hoarse voice: "We will be a family of three next year." Feeling embarrassed to continue, he moved closer to the man's ear, "I hope the new year goes well for the family."

Song Cheng was taken aback but quickly recovered: "One family."

"Marrying a man is something I didn't expect. Since we are going to get married, we will be a family." Chen Rui's cheeks flushed, he held Song Cheng's hand and put it on his stomach, the little guy was also strong She moved, "I didn't expect to have my own home so soon."

Song Cheng's hand pressed against Chen Rui's belly with very little force.

"When my dad wants to discipline me, he will call me by my full name. It's very serious. Otherwise, you can also call me Mr." Chen Rui rubbed his fingers, "If you call me husband, I don't mind."

The moonlight was shining brightly outside the house, the curtains were not drawn properly, and a few moonlight leaked out. There was a quiet smell in the air, with contented murmurs and joy, including the joy of the New Year.

Song Cheng looked at Chen Rui talking to himself with blurred eyes through the moonlight. He was just in his early twenties, and he was immature everywhere.

"Mr. Chen?" Song Chen bit his ear.

Chen Rui twisted a few times impatiently: "It doesn't sound good."

Song Cheng slowed down his voice: "How about calling Rui Rui?"

Chen Rui was already very sleepy, but he was trembling all over due to Song Cheng's deep voice: "Rui Rui, why are you so weird."

"Your mother didn't call you that."

"One is my mother, the other is you, it's different."

"You tell me what's different."

Chen Rui's heart was beating enthusiastically: "One is my mother, the other is my lover, one is with me for the first half of my life, and the other is for the rest of my life, it's different."

Song Cheng raised his hand and pinched Chen Rui's nose: "Where did you learn these love words?"

"This is clearly what's in my heart, if you don't listen to it, you will be dragged down." After finishing speaking, Chen Rui said that he wanted to sleep by himself.

Song Cheng pulled him back into his arms, and Chen Rui didn't really want to leave: "Then call you Rui Rui, Rui Rui."

Chen Rui's thoughts floated in the air and he nodded in agreement, before tilting his head in Song Cheng's arms.

After rolling on the bed for a long time and talking for a long time, it is not bad that Chen Rui's current body can persist until now.

Song Cheng hugged Chen Rui and still patted Chen Rui as he did before he fell asleep. Words that he couldn't hear on weekdays popped into his mind one by one. Song Cheng's expression gradually calmed down. He looked at Chen Rui quietly. The face was sleeping, the blush on the cheeks hadn't disappeared, and now the hair was a little long, and it was wet with sweat and stuck to his face, adding a bit of after-the-fact obsequiousness. Song Cheng looked at it for a long time, so long that his neck hurt Sour, but some do not want to move, he still wants to look again.

"family."

He raised his hand and touched his bare belly under the quilt, the goods would be unloaded in a few months.

The room was silent, Song Cheng lowered his head and gently rubbed Chen Rui's lips with his lips, and then drew a perfect end to the night.

"Rui Rui."

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Picking fingers, it's not far away from running, how much you like it now, how determined you will be to run then. ——The slag who is keen on doing things is sitting (*^▽^*)