Eating cute friends who grew up

Song Cheng put his arms around Chen Rui and kissed several times: "I'm very sad when you say that."

Chen Rui looked down at his half-opened shirt, he was sitting on Song Cheng's lap: "I don't miss you, put me down quickly, the child is still upstairs."

But Song Cheng refused, he surrounded Chen Rui and kissed him: "Miss me."

"You are so childish."

"Well, I'm naive." Song Cheng kissed Chen Rui's fingers threateningly, "If you don't want me, I'll stay here with you all night."

Chen Rui didn't believe that he really dared to say, "I'm sick."

"I'm very sick, and I need you to kiss me to get better." Song Cheng kissed Chen Rui's neck, and Chen Rui's head had to be raised. The convenience of a man made him feel as if there were feathers scratching his whole body. It was crisp and numb, and even the toes were bent in a burst of incomparable comfort.

"I didn't feel anything before, but now I can't bear to leave all day." Song Cheng sighed, "Think about me."

Chen Rui's eyes suddenly turned red: "Okay, I miss you."

So the dormant dragon suddenly started to move, Chen Rui's waist was so tense that he almost cried out, but Song Cheng kissed him first, entangled his body fluid, and only let him sit on his lap fiercely.

Later, Chen Rui didn't even have the strength to raise his head.

The smell in the car was suffocating. After opening it, the heat of the summer evening wind was a bit abrupt to get into the cool car. Chen Rui slapped the man impatiently: "Go up, I'm really tired."

Song Cheng still refused: "Hold me for a while."

Just as Chen Rui was about to speak in a fit of anger, the other party said, "When I go up, I can't hug like now."

All right, whatever.

Chen Rui was carried upstairs by Song Cheng. Fortunately, there was no one in the elevator at night. Chen Rui was not too embarrassing. He was carried by Song Cheng to wash up. This time he didn't dare to go to the bathroom in the bedroom but went to the guest room , Song Cheng's hands groped up and down, and then carried the limp man to the bed to sleep with the child: "Move back sometime."

"No." Chen Rui directly refused, "I live here well, besides, I bought a house."

"Have you bought a house?"

Chen Rui's voice was very soft and a little hoarse. Thinking about the reason, he gritted his teeth and hammered Song Cheng: "Minwen wanted to learn the piano before, I think the family is a little small, so I went to see a duplex, 200 square meters, I think it's ok. gone."

Song Cheng turned off the lights: "Is there a room for me?"

Chen Rui couldn't help laughing: "Just sleep on the sofa, there is no place for you to sleep."

"Then I'll move the things here and ask Boss Chen to take me in." Song Cheng started to suck Chen Rui's ear again. Chen Rui was most afraid of this trick, he raised his hand to push back but Song Cheng hugged him even tighter, " Follow Boss Chen to have a bed to sleep in and meat to eat."

Chen Rui lowered his voice: "Be quiet, you will be finished when the child wakes up."

"I dare not." Song Cheng hugged Chen Rui and did not let go, and Chen Rui did not hide, probably because he knew that he would not be able to hide anyway.

Obviously, he didn't like the atmosphere that was too greasy before, maybe it started to change when he was a few years older, he wanted Chen Rui to take care of him, all his patience in the past was spent on dealing with Chen Rui, this was finally captured How can the city let go so easily, it's not easy, it's not easy.

They were intimate in bed, but Song Cheng was not satisfied with this intimacy again, he was very selfish, and it was obviously not enough.

This is his and this is his.

Even with a child nearby, Song Cheng still dared to make small movements, but now that he was fed, the movements were very light, and Chen Rui felt comfortable. It was inconvenient in the car at night, but he didn't feel it now. It would probably hurt to death tomorrow morning , Thinking about how happy this doggy man Song Cheng is going out for a few days, the more he thinks about it, the more he gets annoyed.

Chen Rui turned around and stared at him. Song Cheng was kissing Chen Rui's shoulder and suddenly received a look of power. He smiled and said, "What's the matter?"

"Come on."

"I'll make breakfast for you tomorrow, so you don't have to get up."

Chen Rui opened the door: "I didn't want to get up early."

The next day Song Cheng made a resale before leaving, leaving fish porridge for Chen Rui. Chen Rui wanted to sleep in but thought he wouldn’t give his son a bad start, so he insisted on getting up early and having breakfast. After tidying up Xiao Minwen, he sent him to learn the piano. When he returned to the company, everyone looked at him.

"What's wrong with my face?" Chen Rui subconsciously felt something on his neck, but the department manager said there was nothing.

"It just feels like Mr. Chen, your temperament has changed."

Chen Rui was worried: "Is it because I have been at home with the children for a few days and I have become lazy?"

No one could tell what the change was. Some people said that Chen Rui had gained weight. For this reason, Chen Rui weighed himself and found that he gained a little weight.

Thinking about it, Song Cheng, in order to please him, eats every meal, who can bear every meal like this every day.

"Is Minwen not here today?"

Chen Rui recovered from the memories, and said with a smile, "He's off to learn the piano."

"Wow, he's gone to learn the piano. It's very literary."

Chen Rui didn't feel much: "I think he likes to play the piano, so I let him go. Anyway, he is young, so he can learn if he likes." He also bought a piano that is not cheap. I don't know how long the child's interest can last. .

My son can't be underestimated, but Chen Rui really doesn't want to put too much pressure on the child. In the cram school, the children are not compared, but the parents are. I heard that there is a piano competition. He told teacher Kaiwen not to participate, but the teacher wanted to Letting children go out to see the world is actually a competition among children.

Anyway, Song Cheng was not happy, so Chen Rui did not continue to refuse.

On the day of the competition, Xiao Minwen didn't need to compete, so Chen Rui hugged him to watch, and Teacher Li's daughter was there, but she was not in good condition, let alone the top three, and was eliminated in the first round. He listened to that song I played it too, probably because my son didn't have any pressure to play it, and he also thought the piece was quite simple, which is a pity.

Unexpectedly, when Xiao Min got off the stage, Teacher Li reprimanded her a few words, maybe because of watching the crowd restraining herself, the little girl was already crying when it was over.

"What did I tell you at home, let you practice hard, where are you practicing now?" Teacher Li changed her usual smiling and gentle expression and poked her daughter's forehead, "I know how to cry, I let you learn piano, The tuition fee is so high, and the piano costs tens of thousands, and your dad and I let you learn it. Are you worthy of us by learning like this, tell me!"

"Mother..." Xiao Min cried and raised her head, "I've learned."

Anyway, it was a neighbor meeting, Chen Rui walked over with Min Wen in his arms: "The first competition may be very nervous, it's okay, I always heard Min Wen say that Xiao Min played well at home."

Xiao Minwen tilted his head and looked at Chen Rui.

"Look at when Min Wen made people worry so much!"

Chen Rui hurriedly grabbed Teacher Li: "You can't say that. Didn't Xiao Min pass the grade test? There are so many competitions and no one can guarantee that you won't be nervous, and mistakes are inevitable when you are nervous. Teacher Li, you and Xiao Min have a good talk. Talk, the child is young, the pressure should not be too great."

"I didn't force her, I offered food and drink every day, but I couldn't even pass a small competition!"

Chen Rui got a headache, but luckily he didn't let his son study with Xiao Min.

Finally, Teacher Li was persuaded. Chen Rui just wanted to buy a cup of milk tea to refresh himself. As soon as he turned around, his son was crying. He hadn't come out yet, but his big eyes were already full of tears, and he was about to go out surged.

"What's the matter with you?" Chen Rui squatted down and "hissed," his legs were still sore.

"Father." Xiao Minwen hugged Chen Rui's neck, "I will play the piano well, don't kill me."

It turned out that this was the case. Chen Rui picked up his son and walked to the milk tea shop, saying as he walked, "Father doesn't hate you, you can learn according to your own preferences."

"Auntie, the teacher, is cruel to Xiaomin because she can't play the piano well."

Well this...

"Ms. Auntie is also for Xiao Min's good, and it is for your own good that Dad doesn't kill you."

"Father." Xiao Minwen tilted his head and rubbed against Chen Rui's neck. Chen Rui felt the softness of the hair on his neck and sighed. If he had known earlier, he would not have come.

One big and one small are paired with big and small cups of milk tea, but Xiao Minwen's milk tea only has bare milk tea, and Chen Rui dare not let him eat it for fear of choking because of his young age.

"I will practice the piano well when I go back."

But the concept was wrong, Chen Rui patted his son's butt: "Do you like playing the piano?"

"like."

"It's enough if you like it. Only if you like it will you do it well. If you don't like it, don't force it. Tell Dad the truth, and Dad won't blame you then."

No one can prescribe a good education method, but Chen Rui will teach his son in the best way he thinks, and he will not comment on other families, because it is unnecessary.

But it is true that Xiao Minwen was frightened by Teacher Li.

After returning home, I went to practice the piano for two hours without saying a word. Normally, Song Cheng was there and I could give advice. Now that Song Cheng was gone, Chen Rui was folding clothes in the bedroom again. Xiao Minwen thought about it and picked up the phone to check the communication Record, Uncle Song taught him how to read.

Soon after finding two familiar words, Xiao Minwen dialed them: "Uncle Song!"

Song Cheng was taking a bath, when he heard a very vigorous shout, he smiled and said, "Dinner is over, did dad ask you to call?"

Xiao Minwen didn't understand: "I did it. I finished playing the piano today. I miss you."

"What is dad doing?"

The child said honestly: "Dad folded clothes in the bedroom and said that it was too hot to pile them together."

The two chatted on the phone for a while, and finally Chen Rui couldn't stay in the bedroom anymore: "Go take a shower now, I just went to bed."

After the child entered the bathroom and closed the door, Song Cheng shook the wine glass in his hand and took a sip: "I thought it was you who wanted to call."

"Can you make your face bigger? Why should I call you?" Could it be that you still have to chat on the phone? How old are you?

"I'll go back the day after tomorrow, but there will be a dinner after I go back, and the address is not far from yours."

"and then?"

"No. Then, I will report the itinerary to you."

Chen Rui rubbed his ears and felt a little uncomfortable: "Oh, then come here as soon as you come, I must be asleep by then, you open the door yourself."

"You save me some dinner, I guess I won't be able to eat much at the dinner."

Who would have thought that Song Cheng would offer to eat leftovers one day, Chen Rui hesitantly agreed, and after hanging up the phone, his ears were red, at this time his son called in the bathroom: "Dad, I've finished washing!"

"I'm here." Chen Rui turned off the light in the living room and walked to the steaming bathroom. His heart warmed a lot, and he didn't know if he was smoked by the heat.

On the other side, Song Cheng put down his wine glass, shaking his hands under the water, thinking about the situation in the car a few days ago, the tun kneaded by his hands was soft and round, and the taste was acceptable.

But if Chen Rui knew that he cared about Yin, he would probably curse in anger.

Just scold him, Song Cheng closed his eyes, it's not like he hasn't scolded before.

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