Eating cute friends who grew up

Wei Moyang rubbed his lips with his fingers, as if reminiscing. He turned around and looked at the apartment on which floor Chen Rui lived. He only got closer in the past three months, and the progress was still too slow.

too slow……

Driving to the agreed hotel, Wei Mo was embraced by a man as soon as he entered the door. The delicate touch of the skin made the man enter the scene in a second. The physical fit of the two made every minute under the bed a torment, and the sound of saliva stained From time to time, those blushing and heartbeating moans became more and more bold. Wei Moyang grabbed the waist of the person on his body with both hands and slammed it hard, and let out an unbearable growl: "I haven't seen you for a few days, and my skills have improved." ah."

The man had long hair, and his figure was as enchanting as his face. Once he looked at his figure, he couldn't tell he was a man. Even his voice was full of charm, which made people get goosebumps when they heard it.

Now the charm that was smudged by the affair between his brows and eyes looked amorous, he put his hands on the man's chest: "Wei Shao is also cruel, he hasn't seen me for a few days, and he hasn't called me or anything, I still have to Come on a date, I miss you."

Wei Moyang pulled down the man's neck and raised his head to kiss: "Xiao Ran, I miss you too, but I just had a good time recently."

Lezi is like a newcomer. Once Xiaoran didn't mind, he asked, "Who, do I know him?" "

"It's a chance meeting, but I guess you don't remember clearly."

"Tell me, I will definitely remember."

"There was a car accident on the road that day. Do you still remember the owner of the car we met?"

The young man turned pale with shock after thinking about it for a while, and then seemed unable to believe it: "I see, it's the one with the child." Could it be that he hooked up?

"I went to Meishi for a drink, met him, chatted and got to know each other, and that's it." Recalling the first encounter, Wei Moyang smoked a cigarette while leaning on the bed, and concluded, "It's pretty pure."

"He's pretty pure?" I don't know if it's a compliment or a derogation for the time being.

But then Wei Moyang rubbed the young man's buttocks and said: "Of course I praised him. Although there is a child who is almost four years old, he is quite stupid and is not familiar with things in the circle."

"There are quite a few gays with children in the circle." Xiao Ran climbed up from the man, took a puff of cigarette with the other's hand and slowly exhaled, "Many people still eat married men, Wei Shao, isn't your family urging you to have a child?"

"Hurry up, but where did I come from?" Wei Moyang looked indifferent, squinting his phoenix eyes to look at Bai Wu, and suddenly patted the young man's buttocks: "Could it be that you gave birth to me?"

Xiao Ran laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten her back, and her buttocks were rubbed against the man's palm. He bit the man's earlobe and whispered: "Wei Shao can really joke, how could I be born? I am a man, except that I can't have children, other things I can satisfy you."

"The old man is pressing hard, so I will find a surrogate, or find a woman with a good family background to marry, it's the same."

Xiao Ran smiled: "If you are married, you will be the same as that Chen Rui."

Wei Moyang ticked his nose: "It's the same everywhere, I think everything is different."

"He got married and had a child first, and the child was left to himself. It's not a trick to cheat the marriage. Wei Shao, you said that he looks clean, but he just 'looks' at it. A person who cheats on a marriage."

Wei Moyang didn't deny it: "Looking at his appearance and behavior, I really can't tell it. If the child is 3 years old, he will get married at the age of 20. He said he was bent halfway, but according to my perception, he was bent in the first place. .”

Xiao Ran asked back, "So sure?"

"I'm sure, he loves children very much." Being a father and a mother surprised him even without children. It's amazing that he can be as delicate as Chen Rui in his twenties.

"If people in the industry want a child, they just want an offspring. There are so many things like this. Two days ago, a man with a two-year-old child asked me out." Xiao Ran played with the man's fingers and said indifferently, "I think Too many, I thought there would be no pressure with children.”

It's not that homosexual marriage fraud does not exist, it happens in places that people don't understand, it's just that some women don't understand it clearly.

With children, there is no pressure from family urging. In the inherent thinking of Chinese people, children are a must, so they want to find a child mother, not a nanny, but a woman who is willing to help them have children. Some comrades want children. Just complete the task, they will not raise.

When the child is born, all the sweetness before marriage will disappear, and if they don't divorce, they will make the other party have to divorce,

These women are called same wives, and even if some people divorce their husbands, they don't know that he likes men and is gay.

Outsiders can't see this kind of practice, and some insiders can't understand it.

Coincidentally, Chen Rui is one of them. He is gentle on the surface, but he is also cruel on the inside.

"Wei Shao, why are you so good, you actually found someone to take care of the child, isn't this just asking for trouble for yourself?"

"You guessed wrong, he came to find a partner in order to get married."

"Oh my God!" The young man covered his mouth with his eyes wide open. He had heard some big joke, "Come to get married, go to Charm to find a marriage partner, and bring a child?"

Wei Moyang stubbed out the cigarette butt, and said, "He's a very honest person, and he just wanted to tease him, but it took us three months to hold hands, and we kissed for a few seconds, pure and innocent like a big girl."

Xiaoran was a little uncertain: "do you like him very much?"

Wei Moyang hugged the naked young man with a smile, and then printed his marks on the fair skin little by little: "He is not as energetic as you, isn't it too extravagant to like these two words."

"I thought you didn't want me anymore." His legs hooked around the man's waist again, and the young man's hand slid down the man's mouth, "Wei Shao."

It's all a playful mood, there is no need to say whether it is necessary or not, everyone knows that it is just a matter of bed, and it is enough to enjoy each other.

Wei Moyang took out a card from his wallet and let the young man clamp it between his buttocks. His buttocks immediately tensed up, as if he was afraid that the card would be lost. Wei Moyang raised his hand and slapped it until the tip of his buttocks turned red. An expression of extreme enjoyment.

"You're such a cowardly slut."

The young man turned around and winked like silk: "Young Master Wei also likes my style?"

"Yeah, you're so kind." Wei Moyang lowered his head and kissed the young man deeply, and stopped when he was about to wipe his gun again. He went to the bathroom and got dressed, leaving behind the young man who was still lying on the bed and taking pictures, " You go to bed first."

Wei Moji seldom spends the night with anyone, which is a well-known rule.

As for why, it's Wei Shao's little cleanliness, but it doesn't necessarily mean how clean he is.

Xiaoran waited until the man left before pulling out the bank card stuck between his buttocks. He turned a blind eye to the mess all over the room. He waved his hand to try to disperse the smell in the room, but it was too strong.

After Wei Moyang went out, he sat in the car and sent a text message to Chen Rui: "Are you asleep?" According to his habit during this time, he would always send text messages at this point.

Chen Rui had just prepared the hot water and planned to let his son take a bath. When the message came, he said honestly: "We are going to let the child take a bath."

"Then I'm bothering you."

"It's nothing." Chen Rui put down his phone and shouted to the outside, "Minwen, come take a shower."

"Father...I'm taking off...undressing." The child couldn't take off his clothes, so he walked over in such a mess, his mouth pouted very aggrieved, "Dad..."

"Let me take it off for you." After taking care of the little clothes, Chen Rui carried the child into the bathtub and put the little yellow duck toy in it. Min Wen played quietly with the little yellow duck. Chen Rui was Not in a daze, he pursed his lips and thought about it for a while, "Minwen, an uncle came to visit us this weekend."

"Uncle Song?"

Chen Rui paused with his hand holding the towel, and then quickly answered: "It's not Uncle Song, didn't Dad say it before, Dad has other friends, you can also call them uncle."

Xiao Minwen nodded half-understanding: "Oh, I see, can I wear new clothes to meet my new uncle?"

"Of course, Dad will cook a table of dishes that day. What do you want to eat?"

Xiao Minwen tilted his head and thought seriously: "I want to eat the meat from last time, with pineapple."

"No problem, it's called glutinous rice." When it comes to cooking, Chen Rui burst into tears again. After years of training, he can finally show his skills to others. At the beginning, he was only good at frying rice with eggs. Little man, except that some big dishes are not well mastered, the others can also make do with entertaining guests.

The decision to let Wei Moyang come to the house was a temporary decision, but Chen Rui did not intend to let this decision go away.

In the past few months, he and Wei Moyang got along very happily, the strangeness between the two gradually disappeared, and the chat became more and more relaxed. Wei Moyang has a good family background and is a noble son, which is different from Song Cheng.

Maybe they are really different when they are a few years older. The two have completely different personalities. Wei Moyang is cheerful and funny, and has his own opinions on things. He will also give some advice when there is something wrong with his company.

Wanting to compare, Chen Rui found that he didn't even want to recall the past.

In general, Chen Rui felt that Wei Moyang was good after several months of observation, and he could try to get along with him again, but there was one thing that was not good.

Wei Moyang knows how to smoke, so he has to find an opportunity to ask if he can quit.

The smell of cigarettes that night seemed to float in front of my eyes again. Dad Chen also smoked before, but he stopped smoking after marrying Mom Chen. It is inconvenient for them to have children when they are old. Mom Chen is all about preparing for pregnancy. Men quit smoking It must be necessary. Later, Dad Chen occasionally smoked two cigarettes when he got older. A pack of cigarettes can be kept at home for half a year, and he may not be able to smoke it all.

Influenced by Chen Ma, Chen Rui is very repulsed by the smell of cigarettes. If someone offers cigarettes outside, he either refuses or refuses to smoke. Firstly, he really doesn't like smoking, and secondly, it is for the sake of his children.

As the child grows up, he was protected and grew up when he was a child, so there is no reason to indulge now.

For Minwen, Chen Rui is not doting, but he will not be more on the current basis.

The education of boys and girls is different, and Chen Rui has devoted himself to it.

Still thinking about it, I only heard the child ask: "Dad, what day is it?"

"Sunday. On Saturday, Minwen is going to learn how to ride a horse. I don't have much time."

Xiao Minwen's enthusiasm for horse riding was a little beyond Chen Rui's imagination, he clapped his hands: "Okay, I will be obedient."

Chen Rui's arrangement was perfect. After taking a bath for his son, Chen Rui sent a text message to Wei Moyang to come home for dinner, but Wei Moyang needed to go home on Sunday, so he could only go on Saturday.

Chen Rui looked at the itinerary. He is not free next Sunday. He has to have dinner with the person in charge of the factory to discuss the changes in the second half of the year. The company is small and can try to expand. Pay attention to efficiency.

It's too far away next week, and it's uncertain what will happen then, Chen Rui said: "Forget it, how about this Saturday night, I cook by myself and don't need to go outside."

Wei Moyang sent a laughing emoji: "I can actually eat the food you cook?"

"The food I make is generally not very tasty, so you can eat it as soon as you can." Going out to eat is actually not a bother, but since he has the idea of ​​continuing to communicate, Chen Rui wants to explain his situation clearly. There is a child who is not young, and the child has already started to remember things. It is useless for him to like it. It also depends on Wei Moyang's thoughts on the child. Min Wen's preference is also one of the conditions he considers.

Only by letting him see it with his own eyes, can he really feel the atmosphere at home. If it is all about talking, Chen Rui feels that he can't tell.

The dinner time is set on Saturday, and Xiao Minwen can have dinner after he comes back to play for a while, but there is an embarrassing thing, he may run into Song Cheng.

In his heart, Chen Rui didn't want Song Cheng to know that he had to let Song Cheng leave his life circle. The child was the only connection between the two of them, and he didn't want to have any more.

From an ignorant young man back then to a man who can stand up to the sky now, Chen Rui felt that it was okay for him to be like this, but Song Cheng couldn't handle him.

Just to be on the safe side, Chen Rui said to his son: "Minwen, don't tell Uncle Song about your uncle's visit at home."

Xiao Minwen held the little toy and was puzzled: "Why, Dad."

What Chen Rui was most afraid of was his son asking why, why why, "Because Uncle Song is busy, he always takes you to ride a horse and delays work, so let him go back to eat early at night."

Speaking of which is the case, Xiao Minwen nodded: "Dad, I understand."

But the child's mouth is a deceitful ghost, Chen Rui made a mistake, he thought his own son was too sensible.

No matter how sensible he is, he is only a three-year-old child.

In addition, Song Cheng is Xiao Minwen's first good friend in name and in his heart. He is the kind of good friend who will play with him. Good friends talk about everything. Today, Xiao Minwen accidentally said Leaked.

"Uncle Song, can you go home early today?"

Song Cheng protected the child from behind: "Are you tired?"

Xiao Minwen shook his head: "It's not that I'm tired, it's because there is a new friend from Dad at home." Not good, Xiao Minwen immediately covered his mouth, pouted his mouth so that he could hang a bottle of oil, and within two seconds, his eyes were full of grievances. "Father told me not to tell Uncle Song."

Song Cheng's heart sank, and his face was happy. He carried the child off the horse and walked slowly on the grass. He wiped away the tears that were about to fall with the warm wind. He patted Min Wen's back with a light tone. Cautiously coaxing: "Minwen can say what he wants."

"Father won't let me tell you."

"But Minwen already said it just now, what should we do?"

That's right, what should I do, Xiao Minwen stretched out his small hand and rubbed his eyes, sobbing, "I was wrong."

"Okay, okay, I don't know, how?"

Xiao Minwen looked at Song Cheng, half-lushed happily: "Really, just pretend I didn't say it."

Song Cheng rubbed the child's head with a smile, and he stretched out his little finger: "Why don't you pull the hook, when did Uncle Song lie to you?"

So Xiao Minwen tried hard to recall the past, yes, his father forbade him to eat candy and only allowed him to eat one at a time. Uncle Song helped him keep it secret when he saw him stealing it, and bought him new toys. Uncle Song It's a good uncle.

"Okay, then we pull the hook."

The small hand is less than one-third of the big hand, and the two little fingers are hooked together and sway back and forth with the immature child's voice: "Hanging on the hook, it must not be changed for 100 years."

When the time was right, Song Cheng tentatively asked, "Is the new uncle an uncle you haven't seen before?"

Xiao Minwen protected her little finger: "Yes, Dad also said that he will cook a table of good dishes, and there will be sweet and sour pork."

Song Cheng's face was calm, and the smile on his lips was still the gentle and good uncle in Xiao Minwen's heart. He picked up the child and said, "You can go back early today, but Minwen's study progress cannot be delayed. Can we speed up a little?"

"Ok!"

Children who are worried about riding horses are Song Cheng who sits behind and laughs constantly in front, but Song Cheng gradually turns cold in the back, holding the reins tighter and tighter. Secretary Du, who has been waiting for them, pushes his glasses, Looking at the face of the boss, he knew something bad was going on.

And this bad thing has a high chance to be related to Chen Rui.

Sure enough, Song Cheng drove the car himself when he went back this time, and he had to go back to the company, but now it seems that he will not go back.

It was only 5 o'clock when I got home, an hour earlier than usual.

Song Cheng opened the car door to hug Min Wen, Min Wen jumped out of the car and grinned, he raised his head and said, "I can walk by myself, if I don't hug now, my father will laugh at me if he sees it."

Song Cheng grabbed Min Wen: "Uncle is thirsty, can you pour me a glass of water when Min Wen goes up?"

Xiao Minwen asked with concern: "Uncle, are you sick?" Then he pulled the man's arm to signal to squat down, he was not tall, he stood on tiptoe and stretched out his small hand to touch Uncle Song's forehead, "I have medicine at home. "

Once upon a time when someone would ask him that, Song Cheng couldn't hold back his heart and hugged the child, his voice was low with imperceptible joy: "It's not that I'm sick, just give me a glass of water from Minwen."

"Okay Uncle, I'll go back and get you my favorite cup."

"Ding--"

After walking to the door and putting down Min Wen, Song Cheng raised his hand and rang the doorbell.

Chen Rui inside was cooking soup a little nervously, when he heard the doorbell, he turned around and said to the man beside him, "My son is back." He opened the door and was about to speak, but the man in front of him swallowed all his words.

Xiao Minwen said, "Dad, Uncle Song seems to be sick."

He's sick, it's none of my business.

"Hello?" Wei Moyang stood at the door of the kitchen with a smile on his face, his eyes met the man's in the air, his eyes stopped on the man's face, and finally turned back to the child, the surprise in his eyes flashed past, he He stepped forward and patted Chen Rui's arm lightly, "Don't stand at the door."

Chen Rui bit the bullet and let Song Cheng in, not because he wanted Song Cheng to come in, but because he didn't know what was going on, Xiao Minwen kept holding Song Cheng's hand and walked home, which is not the case usually!

"Hello, Uncle." Although he was holding Uncle Song's hand, Xiao Minwen remembered what his father taught him to be polite when there are guests at home. He bowed to the visitor, "My name is Chen Minwen, you can call me Min Wen, I will be four years old during Chinese New Year."

Wei Moyang squatted down and looked at the child at the same level, and glanced at the man next to him, he really looked like him.

"Hello, my name is Wei Moyang, you can call me Uncle, I will be 27 years old in Chinese New Year." After speaking, he stretched out his hand, "I want to shake hands."

Seeing this, Xiao Minwen expressed shyness. He looked at Song Cheng and then at his father, and finally stretched out his hand to shake his uncle's big hand. It turned out that there was still a handshake.

"Sit down, we can eat after a while." Chen Rui wanted to wait for Song Cheng to leave, but Xiao Minwen ran over and pulled his pants, "Dad, where is my bear tea cup?"

Chen Rui froze: "It's on the table, what's wrong."

"I want to pour water." Then he climbed up on the chair, Wei Moyang sat back on the sofa and watched TV, Chen Rui glanced at nothing wrong with a slightly reassured expression, Song Cheng noticed his observations countless times inside.

"Why are you here?" Taking advantage of no one's attention, Chen Rui gritted his teeth and asked, "I don't welcome you."

"But Minwen said he wanted to invite me to drink tea. You can't ignore the child's wish, and it's such a small and unspoken kind gesture."

Chen Rui couldn't refuse, so he went into the kitchen with a dark face, leaving a sentence: "Whatever."

Seeing that it was inconvenient for the child to pour water, Song Cheng smiled and put his arms around his waist: "The uncle on the sofa has no water, how about pouring it for him together?"

"Okay, then I'll find another cup."

Song Cheng took a cup casually: "No need, I'll pour it for Min Wen." The water in the cup rose little by little, and he touched Min Wen's head, "Thank you today."

Xiao Minwen didn't understand why his uncle wanted to thank him. As a courtesy, he smiled and said, "You're welcome."

Wei Moyang heard the conversation between one big and one small, and the doubts in his heart became more and more heavy. Isn't the child Chen Rui's, and why is it so similar to this person.

Song City, Song City.

When he first heard Chen Rui say Song Cheng's name, he froze for a moment. He thought it sounded familiar, but he didn't remember knowing him.

But looking at the two similar faces, Wei Moyang's fingers tapped the sofa cushions in an orderly manner, and things really got more and more fun.

"Uncle, drink water." Of course the water is not in Xiao Minwen's hands, he is too small to hold two water glasses.

Song Cheng pushed the teacup over and smiled slightly: "Please drink."

The teacup was full of a glass of water, too much water spilled out of the cup because of the pushing action, and flowed along the wall of the cup to the coffee table. Wei Moyang's eyes flickered slightly, and he looked at Song Chengcheng calmly: "It's a full cup of tea."

With a child in his arms, Song Cheng was like a parent: "I'm afraid you will be thirsty, so pour a little more."

But when guests come to the house as a guest, there are rules for pouring tea.

There is an old Chinese saying: Tea, seven meals and eight wines are ten.

Wine is full of respect, tea is full of deceit.