Eating cute friends who grew up

On the second day of the new year, Chen Rui slept until noon and didn't get up until noon. When Song Cheng helped him downstairs, the smell of braised pork was in the air.

"I see you are not energetic today." Song Cheng said.

"Of course I don't have the energy. I went to bed too late last night." I didn't feel it after rolling on the bed for a long time. Now my legs are so soft and my body is rotten into mud. It's uncomfortable to have a big belly on my waist. Chen Rui really Nowhere is uncomfortable, "I still want to sleep." After finishing speaking, he put his head on Song Cheng's chest, with a look of 'you can't do anything with me'.

Last night was a bit over, Song Cheng supported Chen Rui to sit on the soft cushion, Chen Rui squinted his eyes and was listless, he said, "Would you like to see Mr. Mencius?"

"I'm not going, if I go, I'll be laughed to death by him."

"After all, you are inconvenient now, so it's better to ask."

Chen Rui blushed and refused to die, Song Cheng asked him after dinner, the volume was probably turned on, Meng Zijun was stunned on the phone, then laughed and said: "You can, just pay attention. "

Chen Rui was so ashamed that he couldn't even raise his head. It could have been different, but it ended up being the same. It seemed that he couldn't help it first. Now it's all right. Others know about their behavior on the bed.

"Zijun said that you are in good health. Although you suffered setbacks in the early stage, you have recovered later. You should go to the hospital in a few months."

"Ah, hospitalized?"

"I have to wait for delivery."

Chen Rui resisted the hospital in his heart: "I just need to take care of myself."

"It's not convenient to take care of you at home, don't worry, it will be an independent suite and no one else will know."

Chen Rui touched his lips: "Then will you be there then?"

Song Cheng obviously knew why Chen Rui asked such a question, he said: "I will be there, you are about to unload, of course I will be by your side."

"As you said, you will stay with me then, I'm afraid..."

Whoever is not afraid of this matter, Chen Rui's reaction was normal, Song Cheng also expressed 100% understanding and made a promise: "I will come to accompany you when the time comes."

Chen Rui worried and asked in a low voice: "It's true that no one else knows."

"There is really no one else, don't you believe in Mencius?" Song Cheng smiled, and touched Chen Rui's cheek, "You don't have to worry about anything."

Mrs. Song will help him arrange it well, and Chen Rui knows in his heart that there is nothing wrong with it, but this belly is on his body, such a big belly... so it means that if you are not afraid, you are not afraid.

Chen Rui really couldn't think about it. He was tired of staying by Song Cheng's side, so he ran to the yard to build a snowman. The thick clothes he wore at home turned into balls, but when he came out, he didn't feel the cold when he touched the snow. Instead, he felt very cool. It was thick and big, so Chen Rui fiddled with the snowflakes outside until his hands turned red and hot, then he piled up a half-height snowman, found out the red scarf, tied it on and took a picture and sent it to Moments. Fei Hee Hee's praise also said he was childish.

I used to spend it with my family, but this year I don’t have to pay New Year’s greetings with Song Cheng. This year is very quiet. There are no firecrackers on the night of New Year’s Eve. Even the New Year’s Eve dinner is eaten by the two of them. Chen Rui can feel a little excited, but also feels a little lonely for this quietness. The New Year should be lively and lively, but his current identity and body can't help it at all.

"Mr. Song, next year, next year we will celebrate the New Year together. The whole family sits at the round table, watching the Spring Festival Gala and eating New Year's Eve dinner."

Standing outside, Chen Rui was still holding snow in his hand, his cheeks were red from the cold, he looked at Song Cheng and waved: "It's not cold at all outside."

In fact, he was so cold that he felt hot instead of cold.

"Family, you like to talk about family very much."

"Of course I like it. My family is the best." Chen Rui clapped his hands and raised his head. Song Cheng was helping him tie a scarf. His neck was fluffy and itchy. He also looked at the man with a smile on his face. Come into my family to feel the excitement, was Mr. Song always alone before?"

Song Cheng shook his head: "My parents will come back from France, I just like someone alone."

"Then Fang Jiming?" Chen Rui felt that as a polite incumbent, he should have enough trust in his partner, and also have the calm heart to talk about his partner's ex, "You have been together for several years." Really, He is not sour.

"We used to have New Year's Eve dinner, and sometimes he would go back."

"Mr. Song isn't going?"

Song Cheng was silent for a few seconds, and said: "I won't go, no matter where I go, I will face a bunch of flattery, and if I go, I will add trouble to myself, are you right?"

Chen Rui thought about it too, where to go as Song Cheng's identity is not a bright spot, whoever has to be careful to serve.

"Then live with me from now on, and children, I don't like quiet."

Song Cheng glanced at him: "I can tell, you just can't calm down."

Chen Rui opened his arms and hugged Song Cheng, and rubbed his face against his body: "A perfect match is one that stays still and moves."

"Why are you acting like a child?"

Chen Rui said in surprise: "I was still a child."

Song Cheng couldn't help but relax in his heart: "It's a bit cold outside, let's go back."

"Let's go to the movies in the afternoon. There are many Spring Festival movies during the Chinese New Year."

"Which one do you want to watch?"

"Children make choices, adults have to see them all."

Song Cheng's eyes glanced over Chen Rui's proud face intentionally or unintentionally, and he said with a smile, "I was just a kid, now I'm an adult."

"Standing with Mr. Song, I am indeed a child."

Song Cheng turned his head to look at the smug Chen Rui, seeing that the smugness in his eyes could not be concealed, Song Cheng said, "Are you thinking I'm old?"

"To be honest, you are many years older than me." A red flag slowly rose in Chen Rui's heart, "When you are 38, I am only 30, so I have to take care of you. I heard that once a man passes 30 Although it is like a wolf and a tiger, but the ability in that aspect will come down with age." Which book I read back then, I forgot, what a pity.

Chen Rui talked more and more vigorously, walked a few steps forward and found no movement around him, turned around and looked at him, Song Cheng looked at him with a complicated expression, and Chen Rui panicked and immediately looked around: "Why do you keep looking at me?"

"Are you thinking that I won't be able to satisfy you in the future?"

What kind of words are these, Chen Rui said after a while: "Men, it's okay to talk about these things." He tilted his head and leaned on Song Cheng's shoulder, his movements were a little awkward because of his stomach inconvenience, but he was extremely cute and clingy , "Why are you angry? You are still a few years older than me, and your chest is not as big as mine."

"Then do I still have to learn from you?"

Chen Rui fell silent, took Song Cheng's hand and walked towards the living room, Song Cheng was taken aback by the slowly heating hand and the cold hand, and then he held that hand: "You are young, Don’t think about these things.”

"Oh."

"I'll go to bed when I'm full, and I'll call you at night."

"Will Mr. Song not accompany me?" Chen Rui hooked the man's palm with his fingers.

Song Chengben had been away from him for a long time, and at this moment he touched Chen Rui's face: "I'll go to the study to deal with some business, and I'll come to accompany you in a while."

So Chen Rui excitedly went upstairs and went back to his room, ready to have a sleepover with Mr. Song, no, no, no, he waited for half an hour until his eyelids couldn't hold it anymore, Song Cheng still didn't come.

"Lied to me again." Maybe it's because we got along too harmoniously and warmly these few days, Chen Rui's courage grew instantly, he rushed to the study room, Song Cheng was watching the computer with glasses, he sat down on Song Cheng's lap He was holding his stomach to sleep, Song Cheng had no choice but to help him with his hands free.

"I guess when I wake up, you haven't come yet."

Song Cheng froze but quickly realized: "How did you become so clingy today?"

"It's just you and me in this house. If I don't cling to you, should I still cling to Aunt Xu?" Chen Rui patted his stomach and yawned. He put his head on Song Cheng's shoulder and didn't want to lift it. , alone, without a sense of ceremony.”

"Go for a walk before eating at night, it won't be good to eat when you wake up."

Chen Rui narrowed his eyes: "Then go to sleep, I'm really sleepy."

Song Cheng was speechless, so he helped Chen Rui to the bedroom. Now Chen Rui has a pear-shaped figure, and he wears fluffy skirts when he sleeps. Because he considers men, he chooses a neutral color, which is not a bad idea to wear. too abrupt.

Song Cheng hugged Chen Rui to bed, and his neck was still being hugged by the other party. Song Cheng wanted to laugh, but couldn't.

At this time, the screen of the mobile phone by the bedside lit up, Song Cheng glanced at it, and finished reading the content in just a few seconds.

And Chen Rui took a look at the phone, and threw the phone on the sofa impatiently. He was a gentle person a few seconds ago, but now he was suddenly brave. Song Cheng smiled: "Who messed with you."

Thinking that it would be no big deal to say it, Chen Rui narrowed his eyes and said: "The ones who failed to confess to me, and then some little girls who have never seen the world, made me very angry that time, and sent text messages to ask for peace during the Chinese New Year. What's there to ask for peace." It's not about a watch, "Treating me like a thief."

"Is their family doing well?"

Chen Rui thought for a while: "Maybe she has a little money. It seems that she is usually very rich, and her living expenses are also high. She is recognized as a princess in the department. She is just like that." If I like men, I will look at men with that kind of vision.

"I went to school for so long and it was smooth sailing, but I ended up having some troubles in college."

Song Cheng's eyes narrowed, but he didn't show any emotion: "Just tell me not to."

"Why did I tell you?" Chen Rui didn't understand, "Why tell you just a little shit, maybe I still let you stand out for me, pull it down, I'll solve it myself."

"Well, that's fine too."

Chen Rui opened his eyes and suddenly said seriously: "How did Fang Jiming get along with you? If something happened, I would tell you and ask you to settle it. I am not that kind of person, Mr. Song. Although we are married and have children, but The column on my ID card is a man, and this physique is better than a little bitch."

Song Cheng was dumbfounded: "You're angry."

Chen Rui offered a smile: "Why am I angry? I'm not angry." He hid his head under the quilt and was finally dragged out by Song Cheng, but what Chen Rui can't stand now is being touched on his stomach, especially Song Cheng also rubbed his waist for help, and the little mood ran away immediately, even wanting to hum comfortably.

"I'll be on my own."

Song Cheng's heart was moved, and he couldn't help but lowered his head and touched noses with Chen Rui: "For those who celebrate Chinese New Year, don't think about it."

"It's New Year's Eve." Chen Rui read it several times, "It's New Year's Eve, I won't be angry with you."

Why did he want to talk about Fang Jiming at the New Year's Eve.

Chen Rui lay on the bed and couldn't figure it out, probably because he also felt that Fang Jiming was someone. Fang Jiming committed suicide. Song Cheng went to see him, and there was nothing wrong with him.

But whatever you want.

In the evening, Song Cheng answered a phone call, and it took a long time. Chen Rui was waiting for dinner, when he heard "Ji Ming" in it, and then Song Cheng didn't say anything, but went out after eating.

"Where are you going?"

Song Cheng didn't hesitate: "An accident happened to Fang Jiming, Gu Huai is not in the capital now, I have to go."

"What's the matter?"

Song Cheng looked at Chen Rui: "Someone behaved badly to him about the art exhibition."

Chen Rui didn't meet a few homosexuals, but he also knew that rich people had more fun, so when he heard Song Cheng say that, he didn't stop him. To be honest, he couldn't stop him either. I ran upstairs to find Wang Fei to play games. Wang Fei was broken in love, and I was feeling depressed these days.

The two depressed people played games efficiently. Chen Rui and his friend talked about the matter with the audio turned on, and Wang Fei "tsk tsk" twice: "You can't be... encountering a white lotus?"

"Fang Jiming has a family background, an education and a career, what about Bailian, Bailian." He didn't believe it himself, but Chen Rui knew it in his heart, "I guess he doesn't like me, so he's not convinced."

"I will definitely be unconvinced. Think about it. Someone like him actually lost to you. If it were me, I would feel unconvinced."

Isn't that true, he is an artist outside, gentle and elegant, but inside he has a boyfriend who is awesome, but it is a pity that he has been with him for many years and did not make it to the end, but he was robbed by a young man who has known him for several months and is not as good as him in everything, so angry .

"Fang Jiming is really good-looking, so Song Cheng said that someone did not discipline him, I believe it."

"Cut, don't all the old men know how to protect themselves?" Wang Fei's eyes almost flew into the sky, "Isn't he just a weak chicken?"

"Not necessarily, it's hard to say about it. It is estimated that Song Cheng will not come back tonight."

"Brother, can you do it, don't be snatched back by the old man."

Chen Rui scolded Wang Fei for farting: "Song Cheng doesn't care about him, and he's tired of spending time with me at home during the Chinese New Year."

Wang Fei always heard Chen Rui praise Fang Jiming for being good, so he searched it when he was free, but he couldn't close his mouth after this search: "Damn, he looks good, much better than those idols, not effeminate."

"He has a sense of art, and the culture and family upbringing help bring different feelings." Chen Rui is a person who has personal experience. When he met Fang Jiming that day, he obviously felt the gap between the two. Regardless of what people do in private, it is also a person who can be so controlling on the surface.

"He is your rival in love, why are you boasting about it? By the way, have you chosen the name of your precious son?"

Turning the topic back to stomach, Chen Rui tilted his head and sighed: "My parents asked me to choose my own name, and Song Cheng also told me to listen to me. I thought about it for a long time and decided that it should be called Yuwen, which sounds polite."

Wang Fei agreed: "I've prepared all the gifts for you, it's the expected date of delivery in June."

"Gameover——" Chen Rui took off the earphones and turned on the speaker as the game sound played on the phone, "Why do you think about this more than I do?"

"I care about you. I'm counting down. Don't you think about it? You are the father of a child. Isn't it the same thing for Song Cheng to accompany you?"

"Hmm..." Chen Rui hesitated suddenly, and there was uncertainty in his tone, "I haven't talked about it."

"Are you sick?"

Something seemed to be hooked suddenly, but it turned too fast and missed it. Chen Rui scratched his head and lost the mind of playing games, and Wang Fei also told him to sleep quickly.

But he couldn't sleep, Chen Rui suffered from insomnia, he sent a text message to Song Cheng asking where he was, and it didn't take long for Song Cheng to call: "Haven't slept yet?"

"Well, I miss you."

"Go to bed early, and go back to accompany you early tomorrow."

It sounded like he was summarizing, and Chen Rui asked again: "Has the matter been resolved?"

"It's solved, it's nothing serious."

As long as there is nothing to do, Chen Rui said: "Then you come back early."

Song Cheng hung up the phone and looked at it for a while before turning around. A slender body was curled up in the middle of the bed. His hair was damp and he just took a shower. His cheeks were abnormally red, and his eyes were red as if he had just cried. Pass.

For the first 10 minutes, Fang Jiming was still crying in his arms.

"This house looks very lively. I didn't know you had this house." Fang Jiming raised his red eyes and looked at Song Cheng. "It's your golden house again."