sex addict

I don't know how much I like you, I only know that if I go to see you, I will run away. —— Hayao Miyazaki

The memory of the post-90s is probably the 86 version of "Journey to the West" that they never get tired of watching during the winter and summer vacations, plus Jin Yong and Mr. Gu Long's "Dragon Babu" and "Little Li Flying Swordsman". Most boys have a long-drunk martial arts dream.Of course, Aunt Qiong Yao's "Returning the Pearl and Princess" and "Deep Love in the Rain" are indispensable. The sour-smelling love stories have also made countless little girls feel happy.

Mu Cheng is the representative of the second batch of post-90s. Born in 91, he also played glass balls in a sandpit when he was a child, yelled at his parents for a plastic golden cudgel and a Monkey King mask, and even ran away from home to Shaolin Temple in a fit of anger. Become a monk and learn martial arts to eliminate evil and promote good. Although he will be beaten to death and refuse to admit it when he grows up, who hasn't had a young and ignorant childhood? Who hasn't done one or two stupid things that are ashamed to admit when they grow up Woolen cloth?

July 7rd was Mu Cheng's birthday, and because it happened to be during the summer vacation, Mu Cheng's parents asked him to invite some close classmates and buddies to hold a birthday party at home, which was regarded as celebrating his birthday.So Mu Cheng immediately thought of Song Yao. He planned to take Song Yao to City B for two days in advance, and then celebrate his birthday with him.Of course, he cleaned up the room specially before that.

In the morning full of cicadas, the wind blowing head-on was sultry. Song Yao sat in the study and practiced calligraphy, writing ink and pen. Unexpectedly, the tip of the pen trembled slightly, and the final stroke became waves rushing onto the beach—it was the mobile phone on the table. Due to the sudden vibration, Song Yao could only put down his pen and pick up the phone.

"Song Yao, look out of the window!" Mu Cheng's cheerful voice almost overflowed from the phone.

Song Yao was startled, and immediately got up from the chair and ran to the balcony to look downstairs, then his eyes darkened: "There is nothing, what do you want me to see?"

"Haha, look again." Mu Cheng squatted behind the bushes and laughed in a low voice, repeating the action just now - standing up and beckoning upstairs, then quickly hid behind the bushes, worried about being exposed He even moved his butt towards the corner.

Song Yao looked at the path downstairs where there was not even a passing dog, and sighed: "What on earth did you want me to see?"

"Isn't it? Didn't you see it? You look at it now." Mu Cheng didn't dodge this time, stood up and stood downstairs, patted the dead leaves on his body.

Song Yao patiently glanced at the empty downstairs again, turned back to the study, and said as he walked, "Mu Cheng, this is not funny at all."

"What? Are you not happy to see me coming?" Mu Cheng looked disappointed.

"Mu Cheng, can you stop making trouble." Song Yao folded up the rice paper that was just badly written with one hand and put it in the trash can.

Mu Cheng felt aggrieved: "I ran all the way here..."

The more Song Yao listened, the more confused he became: "Running all the way here? Where are you now?"

"It's downstairs in your house, where else can it be? I just wanted to surprise you to tease you, and you don't have to be angry..." Mu Cheng spoke with a depressed voice, sounding sad.

"My house downstairs?" Song Yao thought for a while, couldn't help laughing, and continued to ask: "Where are you downstairs?"

"Tao Ran's New Residence Building 11." After finishing speaking, he was a little uncertain. He raised his head and saw the number, so he ran to the side to look for it: "It's Tao Ran's New Residence Building 11, isn't it?"

Song Yao laughed unkindly: "Pfft, Mu Cheng, who told you that my house is in Building 11?"

"I saw it from the information brought by Lao Zhao. I'll go? Could it be that I read it wrong? Then where am I now?" Mu Cheng felt his IQ being rubbed against the ground.

"Haha, okay, I see, you just stand there, I'll come to you, hang up first." After speaking, he went out of the study, changed his shoes, took the keys and went out.I don't know if he was amused by Mu Cheng's stupid appearance, Song Yao was full of joy, and started to trot as he walked. When he saw Mu Cheng dumbfounded downstairs in the 11th building, he was already breathing unevenly.

When Mu Cheng saw Song Yao running towards him, he put all the grievances behind him, and cheerfully went up to him: "Why did you come from there?"

"My house is in building 17, why do you think I came from there?" Song Yao couldn't help laughing, and immediately stopped after meeting Mu Cheng's resentful gaze: "Okay, I won't laugh anymore, let's go."

Watching the two leave side by side, a middle-aged woman on the bench not far away patted her chest and let out a sigh of relief, and said to the old woman beside her, "Oh, I was so surprised, I thought it was a thief coming to watch I’m here, so I’m here to look for someone.” The old woman replied: “If you’re looking for someone, you’re sneaky and dodging. You’re not a good person at first glance. I’ll say that the security management of our community is not good enough. Strange people come in." The middle-aged woman smiled and opened the bag hanging on her wrist, took out the wool and sweater inside, and knitted the sweater: "Hey, maybe it's a distant relative who can't read or write. The road is just wandering here, anyway, I feel relieved now."

Song Yao and Mu Cheng entered the door one after the other, Song Yao found a pair of slippers for Mu Cheng to put on, let him sit casually, went to wash his face, went into the kitchen, poured two glasses of boiled water, and handed a cup to Mu Cheng , took a sip of the cup in his hand, and said calmly: "I'm sorry, I'm used to drinking cold water at home, so I don't have any drinks."

Mu Cheng took a stroll around the living room with the cup in his hand: "It's okay, it's good to drink cold water. You're the only one in your house?"

"Well, mom and dad are working, and grandpa has gone to my sister-in-law's house." After speaking, he glanced at Mu Cheng who was sitting on the sofa staring at him, and raised the corner of his mouth and asked, "By the way, why did you come?"

Mu Cheng put the cup on the coffee table, knocked it with a crisp sound, crossed his fingers and supported the back of his head and leaned back against the sofa, his tone was full of laziness: "If I don't come, you probably have forgotten me a long time ago. Don't expect you to remember my birthday. So I came here to hang out in front of you specially to remind you that you still have an abandoned husband. By the way, I will pick you up to play at my house for two days, and then celebrate my birthday with me. "

Song Yao grinned and sat on the single sofa next to Mu Cheng, looked at him and said, "Yes, I have a bad memory, but at least I won't remember 17 as 11."

When Mu Cheng heard this, he was unhappy, so he straightened up from the sofa and approached Song Yao: "Hey, that's scrawled with 7 not like 7,1, and 1 not like [-], okay? I can still count. It made me look like a fool. Then do you want to go or not? My car is still outside the gate of the community, and the security guard said 'no foreign vehicles are allowed inside', and refused to let me drive in."

Song Yao thought for a while: "Okay, anyway, I have nothing to do when I'm alone at home, so you wait for me for a while, and I'll be fine soon." After speaking, he went straight upstairs, and when Mu Cheng saw him coming down, he had already changed Clothes and a backpack on his shoulders.

"Hey, Song Yao, so this kid is your friend? Where are you going?" The old man at the gate of the community has always been warm to the people in the community, but he is not so easy to talk to unknown outsiders.Song Yao replied with a smile: "Going to a friend's house for two days, you have worked hard."

"Hey, it's okay to be okay, drive carefully on the road and come back early." The uncle greeted from a distance.

Mu Cheng took Song Yao to the left and came to the car. Just as he was about to open the door, he suddenly swears: "Oh Xie Te!" Mu Cheng took out a ticket from the front glass of the car - parking the vehicle illegally.After calming down and realizing that he was so indecent in front of Song Yao, he added "Sorry", and then the two of them took a little time to pay the fine before driving on the road.

Along the way, Song Yao, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was preoccupied. Mu Cheng said while driving: "Song Yao, I scared you by saying foul words just now. I didn't mean to blame you. I have already paid the fine. It's okay." My son." Hearing Song Yao's light answer of "Yes", I was still not at ease, and I turned my head to look at Song Yao from time to time, thinking while watching: I didn't force him to go home with me, and he was happy to go out for a walk , then why is he unhappy...

After passing the toll booth, Mu Cheng felt that it was not safe for him to drive so distracted, so he found a place to stop the car.Song Yao was puzzled: "What's the matter?" Mu Cheng supported the steering wheel and said, "You can call your parents and tell them. In case they worry, you are also worried."

Song Yao took out his mobile phone and dialed the number, and after waiting for a few seconds, he got connected: "Dad, I..." Seeing Song Yao's obedient look, Mu Cheng couldn't help but snatched the phone, and said with a happy smile, "Uncle, hello , I am Mu Cheng, Song Yao’s college classmate. I celebrate my birthday in two days, and I plan to let Song Yao go to my place to play for a few days. I will send him back then. Ah, yes, it’s in City B. Well, this Didn't I ask for your opinion. Well, okay, okay, yes, yes, don't worry, well, let's do this first, you are busy first, bye." After speaking, he handed the phone to Song Yao: "Your father agreed , he told me to tell you not to drink too much alcohol if you have a bad stomach, and let us have fun, so you can rest assured now, right?"

Song Yao first watched Mu Cheng complete this series of actions in surprise, and then asked weakly: "How do you know me..."

Mu Cheng smiled, raised his hand and rubbed Song Yao's hair, and did not hide the pampering in his eyes at all: "In the future, if you have anything to say, let's deal with it together, don't worry about it by yourself, you know? Seeing that Song Yao was stunned and didn't respond, he flicked Song Yao's forehead with his index finger: "Did you hear me? It's obviously just a small matter, which made me worry for most of the way."

"Ah? Oh." Song Yao's face flushed, and his ears felt hot.

It was already evening when the two arrived in City B. As soon as Mu Cheng put the car away, he saw his mother calling to urge them. "Already downstairs, come up immediately. I'm afraid that if you don't answer the phone, you will be thinking and worrying. It's okay, it's my fault, it's my fault, yes yes yes, my mother is always right, okay, hang up. "

Song Yao stood by the car and listened to Mu Cheng talking to his mother on the phone, and became nervous for no reason. He couldn't help but look through the car window to see if he was dressed properly.It's obviously just an ordinary door-to-door visit, so why does it feel like meeting your parents before marriage?What is this sense of immediacy of "the ugly daughter-in-law meets her in-laws"?

Mu Cheng put the phone in his pocket, turned back and said to Song Yao: "Haha, don't look at my mother nagging, she is actually quite nice, but she often suffers from occupational diseases, is stingy and fussy, and even makes a phone call with her." Let me calculate the time cost and economic cost. Oh, yes, she is a university economics teacher. Don’t worry, you are so good, teachers like good students, believe me, let’s go, they are all waiting.”

Before opening the door, Song Yao heard a complaint from the room: "Can't you bring the keys yourself when you go out? How old are you? Old Mu, go and open the door!" As soon as the door opened, Mu Cheng's father Mu Tianchang saw the door Song Yao, who was behind Mu Cheng, looked at each other. Song Yao felt a little bit in his heart, and then he immediately took a step forward and bowed: "Hello, Uncle, I am Mu Cheng's college classmate. My name is Song Yao. I take the liberty to visit. You are causing trouble."

"Ha, you're too polite, come in, come in." Mu Tianchang waited sideways for the two to enter the room and closed the door, squinting and smiling, beckoning Song Yao to sit down.Mu Cheng's mother, Li Xin, poked her head out of the kitchen when she heard the sound, glanced at Song Yao, and couldn't help sighing—what a handsome boy.Seeing Song Yao bowing to himself and saying "Hello, Auntie", his motherly feelings overflowed: "Mu Cheng, why don't you put away your classmate's bag? He is also tired from the journey. Get him something to drink, listen Have you arrived yet?"

"Okay, I got it! But obviously I was the one driving the car..." Mu Cheng took Song Yao's bag and put it in the room, took a can of Coke and poured a glass of juice, gave the juice to Song Yao, and drank the Coke himself .

"Wash your hands and eat." Li Xin's voice came from the kitchen, accompanied by the sound of cooking vegetables.

Mu Cheng took Song Yao to wash his hands, then went straight to the dining table and couldn't wait to reach for the crayfish. When his fingertips were only 0.1cm away from the delicious crayfish, he suddenly realized that Song Yao was beside him, so he could only swallow it. Drooling, pulling out chairs for everyone in an extremely gentlemanly manner, serving food and chopsticks.

At the dining table, Li Xin frequently served Song Yao with food, and even Mu Tianchang, who seldom served others, also filled Song Yao with soup and meat. "Song Yao, try Auntie's special dishes." "Song Yao, come, eat more meat." "Song Yao, the fish head is the most nutritious, come, eat the fish head, Mu Cheng, get it for Song Yao a plate."

"..." Mu Cheng was completely ignored on the sidelines, watching his favorite fish head being given to Song Yao by his mother and telling him to get things, Mu Cheng couldn't bear it anymore: "Hey! Two! Am I your real son?" However, no one cared for him.

Although parents are very satisfied with Song Yao's attitude, Mu Cheng, at least they don't have to worry about Song Yao being angry with his parents-in-law after he gets married, but... this is too good, right?Song Yao is clean and well-behaved, good-looking, and has a humble and polite attitude. It is expected that they like Song Yao, but they can't forget their sons when they have a daughter-in-law, right?Therefore, in the face of beauty, "forgetting friends after seeing sex" is trivial, but "abandoning children after seeing sex" makes people despair!

But what's even more desperate is that it's fine if you don't eat your favorite dish after a meal, and you have to wash the dishes by yourself after eating? !

Song Yao was considerate, and planned to help Mu Cheng, but was stopped by Mu Tianchang: "Xiao Song, don't worry about it, Mu Cheng will wash it." , eat fruit." Li Xin washed the fruit and brought it to the tea table.Mu Cheng sighed that this husband and wife seemed to go against the usual way of getting along with each other.

"Dad, can you stop calling him 'Xiao Song Xiao Song', how old-fashioned it is, as if calling you a subordinate." Mu Cheng took the opportunity to rub against the sofa.

"Ah? Really, then, what should I call it?" Mu Tianchang looked at Song Yao.

Song Yao touched the back of his neck shyly: "It's okay, uncle, I can call you whatever you want."

"Of course it's called 'daughter-in-law'!" Of course, this is Mu Cheng's ideal state, but the reality is that before Mu Cheng's butt was attached to the sofa, his mother noticed that he wanted to be lazy and thought: "wash you What's the fun?" Mu Cheng could only do the dishes honestly.

In the evening, Mu Tianchang and his wife were conducting a "blind date census". The more they chatted, the more they liked Song Yao. Very strong, and successfully intercepted those embarrassing questions for Song Yao.

Song Yao rested in the pre-cleaned guest room at night.

"Bada—" the door opened a crack, and Song Yao, who was lying on the bed and fell asleep squinting his eyes but hadn't fallen asleep, turned his head vigilantly and glanced at the half of the head sticking into the room, and asked softly, "Mu Cheng?"

"Hush—it's me, keep your voice down." Mu Cheng quietly entered the room in his underpants and vest with a pillow in his arms, his creepy appearance was a bit funny.

Song Yao sat up and looked at the dimly lit living room with his head tilted. It was obvious that Mu Cheng's parents had already fallen asleep. Then he watched Mu Cheng close the door and walked towards the bed, and whispered in a panic, "Mu Cheng Cheng, what are you doing in this room without sleeping at night? Go back quickly, or you will wake up your parents and they will misunderstand..."

"What's the misunderstanding? You see, I brought my own pillow, so you can move it to the side." Mu Cheng's expression changed.Song Yao could only turn around and move the pillow to the side of the bed. Before he could lie down, Mu Cheng had already arranged the pillow quickly and lay down, and asked Song Yao who was sitting blankly beside him shamelessly: "Aren't you going to sleep? ?”

Hey, who told this to be Mu Cheng's house? Song Yao had no choice but to lie down stiffly, but he always felt uncomfortable. After lying down and sleeping for a while, he turned over and slept on his side. It's awkward.

"Mu Cheng, what are you doing!" Song Yao quickly covered his mouth after speaking, turned over to face Mu Cheng and scolded him with his eyes.It turned out that it was Mu Cheng who was restless, hugging Song Yao from behind and exhaling near his ear, and it was Mu Cheng's movement of holding Song Yao's earlobe in his mouth that made him scream.

Song Yao looked at Mu Cheng's blurred eyes, obviously a little unconscious, but he had no choice but to lie down on his side, and deliberately moved to the side of the bed. Unexpectedly, Mu Cheng leaned over again, and the hot air he exhaled was extremely hot, making him He felt a strong burning sensation in his ears.

Mu Cheng hugged Song Yao from behind in vain, buried his head in his neck, couldn't bear the temptation of the smooth skin, opened his mouth to bite Song Yao's neck, and started to suck. Song Yao struggled in a panic, restraining himself. He complained in a tone of voice: "Mu Cheng, stop making trouble..." Mu Cheng's body was already very close to Song Yao's, but Song Yao accidentally touched it when Song Yao was struggling, and Song Yao moved along with the movement. A slight panting sound broke into his ears, and his body suddenly became hot...

Oops, it's time to feel it... As the heavens testify!In the beginning, Mu Cheng really just planned to sleep with Song Yao, the kind of sleep that usually does nothing.But Song Yao's unique aura is too alluring, that thin body, that fair neck, that skin feel, that provocative panting... Mu Cheng swears to God that he really didn't do it on purpose...

Mu Cheng lifted the quilt silently and got up, helped Song Yao tuck the quilt, hugged the pillow to cover the unspeakable waist, left the guest room and went back to the room.Song Yao remained calm for a long time before his ears and face calmed down...

The next day when they woke up and had breakfast, both of them were extremely embarrassed, afraid to look at each other, for fear of making any eye contact. That's good, at least they won't see each other's thick dark circles and bloodshot eyes.

"Oh, Song Yao, why is there a red spot on your neck? Did you leave the screen open last night to fly mosquitoes or insects to bite you? No wonder you look like you haven't slept well." Li Xin handed the milk to Song Yao. Suddenly asked in surprise.

Song Yao and Mu Cheng were stunned at the same time, but Song Yao's reaction was stronger, and suddenly subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover the place where Mu Cheng had bitten last night, blushing and said incoherently: "Ah, yes, maybe, yes It's a little itchy." After finishing speaking, she wished she could find a crack in the ground and burrow in, and blamed herself that Mu Cheng didn't see it when she brushed her teeth in the morning.

"There are a lot of mosquitoes in summer, and it's my fault that I didn't order mosquito coils carelessly. Mu Yan, after breakfast later, go to the drawer and get some ointment for Song Yao. The weather is fine today, take Song Yao out for a walk. Song Yao, although City B is a third-tier city, it still has many interesting places.” Li Xin was not suspicious, after all, who would have thought that a lot of mosquitoes in summer is not scary, but a lot of satyrs is what needs to be guarded against, and if mosquitoes and satyrs happen to be the same body , It should be that the sheep fell into the tiger's mouth and could not be saved.

However, the medicine was not rubbed, because both of them knew that rubbing it would be useless. After all, the scope of use in the instruction manual didn't seem to include Song Yao's situation.However, when Mu Cheng helped Song Yao check the "injury", he discovered the New World——Song Yao had a mole on the neck under the ear, which was very sensitive and could not be touched.

Passing by a jewelry store while going out to play, Mu Cheng forcefully dragged Song Yao in.

"Hello, welcome to Qingyuan Jewelry. May I ask what you want to see?" A shopping guide lady came up with a professional smile on her face.

Mu Cheng glanced at Song Yao, then turned to the clerk and asked, "Can you make custom rings in your store?"

"It's ok, we have the best jewelry designers, and we will customize the most suitable pair of rings for you according to your expectations." The shopping guide tilted her head and squinted with a smile.

"Well, there's no need for design. I designed the style myself and I want you to help make it. I will pay for the materials and processing fees." Mu Cheng said while looking at the finished products on the counter.

"This...wait a minute, can I ask our manager to talk to you?" Seeing Mu Cheng nod, the shopping guide lady went to the back hall.

"Two men came to buy a pair of rings?"

"What's so strange about this, maybe they made an appointment to buy it for their respective girlfriends."

"Then why don't you bring your girlfriends? You said they wouldn't be... that kind?"

"Don't talk nonsense, both of them are so good-looking, what are you trying to figure out? Maybe they want to surprise their girlfriends. Wow, they look like romantic people. How could they do such disgusting things?"

The discussion of the two counter clerks drifted into Song Yao's ears word by word, and every word hit his heart hard. He really wanted to leave, but he didn't want to ruin Mu Cheng's interest.

"Tell you store managers, we don't need it anymore." Mu Cheng pointed out loudly to the two whispering clerks, then reached out and clasped Song Yao's lowered hand, interlocking his fingers, and gave an affectionate look: "Let's go."

In the next few days, as long as the two of them made any slight intimacy, people would talk and point fingers. Song Yao was even worried that the acquaintances of Mu Cheng's parents would see them, and bad words would reach their ears, so Either don't go out, and keep a distance between the two if you want to go out.Until Mu Cheng's birthday is over.

Mu Cheng’s birthday was actually not as lively as expected. The high school friends who used to be close friends have lost contact since they went to college. Some of them didn’t come, and some were very embarrassed even if they came. Those who can let go of the fun There are only one or two Faxiao and iron buddies.Maybe some people are destined to be passers-by, and they will be separated after walking. When people leave, the tea will cool down and let nature take its course.

After the party, Mu Tianchang and his wife went to bed early, and the light in Mu Cheng's room was still on.It was Mu Cheng who was excitedly looking at the gift from Song Yao - the collection of prints "Starry Night" collected by Van Gogh.

"Guess what I just wished for?" Mu Cheng had a begging expression on his face.

"Don't guess, it's not a child." Song Yao replied with a look of disgust.

Mu Cheng lay on the table and stared at Song Yao: "Why, are you afraid that it won't work if you say it?"

"No, I don't want to know." Song Yao smiled.

"If you don't want to know, I have to tell you that I want to marry you and be with you in an open and honest manner. I only want this and nothing else." Mu Cheng took the book away from Song Yao's hand, supported Song Yao's shoulder and begged desperately. In vain, he "released" the birthday wish he had just made in his heart.

In fact, when Mu Cheng grows up, he doesn’t believe that birthday wishes will come true. It’s not because he believes in science or follows the concept of materialism when he grows up. It’s because he lives in the present and is cynical. He really doesn’t have anything special to want or want to do. Things, and now there are people who want it and things they want to do, and this kind of appeal is extremely urgent.

After celebrating his birthday, Mu Cheng drove Song Yao home. Unexpectedly, there was a heavy rain that day, and he drove on the highway in the summer rainstorm. Song Yao's mother was worried, so she stayed at home for two days and waited for the weather to improve. go back.

Mr. Song was still at his youngest daughter's house, and the theater troupe where Song Yao's mother Su Zimin belonged to had just finished the tour, and the whole troupe was on vacation, so it was rare for him to have time to rest at home.When Mu Cheng entered the door and saw Song Yao's mother, he immediately knew who Song Yao had inherited from Song Yao's delicate and clean face—a face that was not decorated but carved, and those clear and clear eyes were full of seclusion. Lan Zhizi's frowns and smiles, it seems that she really passed on the best looks to Song Yao.Moreover, as soon as Su Zimin opened her mouth, Mu Cheng was overwhelmed with admiration for her words, her words were correct, her voice was soft, her temperament was refined, she was worthy of being a drama actor.

Su Zimin washed the fruit for Mu Cheng, and then went to tidy up the guest room for Mu Cheng to live in. The last time he picked up Song Yao because of time constraints and didn't have a good time to visit his villa, Song Yao took Mu Cheng around casually, and at Mu Cheng's request. He went to his room to have a look.As soon as he entered Song Yao's room, Mu Cheng felt ashamed. The spotless desk, the orderly bookcase, the bed without a single wrinkle, everything was arranged neatly and just right, which made people look inexplicable. Comfortable.

Song Yao's father, Song Yu, usually works in City A and seldom goes home. Because of the unstable weather recently, the company has a holiday, so he has time to go out to drink tea with old friends, and he doesn't go home until lunchtime.

Hearing the doorbell ring, Su Zimin yelled to Song Yao's room from the kitchen: "Xiao Mu, go and open the door." Mu Cheng in the room thought he was calling himself, and immediately replied "Okay".As soon as he got up from the computer desk, he was grabbed by Song Yao, and as soon as he said "I didn't call you", Mu Cheng said triumphantly: "Mother-in-law must do things quickly, so I will go. "Then went to open the door.

As soon as the door was opened, there was Song Yu's mature, stable and graceful smiling face: "Oh? You are Song Yao's classmate, right? I'm sorry to ask you to open the door, please sit down." Mu Cheng thought to himself: This elegant manner, With this gentle temperament, Song Yao is simply the "youthful version" and "young state" of his father, what a powerful gene!

"Uncle, you are welcome, my name is Mu Cheng, you can call me A Mu or Xiao Cheng."

Su Zimin came out of the kitchen and glanced at Song Yu: "When you come back, wash your hands and eat, where is Xiao Mu?" Mu Cheng was stunned for a moment: "Oh?" Song Yao came out of the room with a smile: "I told you I didn't call you, Still don't believe me, idiot." Song Yu caught those two words with a serious face and said, "Song Yao, why did you talk to your classmate!"

Mu Cheng felt that the air was suddenly frozen, so he hurriedly made a relief with a smile: "Uncle, don't blame Song Yao, we have a good relationship, and we usually like to joke, so we talk like this." Song Yu still didn't smile, and looked at Song Yao with sharp eyes. Yao: "Even if you have a good relationship, you can't be careless, why don't you apologize?" Song Yao first lowered his head and said nothing, then slightly bowed in Mu Yan's direction and murmured: "Mu Yan, I'm sorry." Song Yu apologized to Mu Yan Smiling face: "Student Mu Cheng, I made you laugh."

Mu Cheng quickly waved his hand: "It's okay, it's okay, uncle is serious." After speaking, he squinted at Song Yao, and saw Song Yao's face was aggrieved, he was so upset, even his father-in-law can't just say about himself The daughter-in-law is wrong, thinking about it, I can't help but sympathize with Song Yao. Although the upbringing is very good, it always feels very depressed.Just thinking about how to appease, Su Zimin brought the soup to the table, looked at Song Yu and said, "You, you have to interfere with the way young people chat, it's just a joke, don't be too serious, Xiao Mu What kind of temper do you not know yet? That's enough, let's eat, come, student Mu Cheng, let's eat."

Su Zimin brought some food to Mu Cheng, and Mu Cheng smiled and said "Thank you", and then called out "Xiao Mu" with a puzzled face, before Song Yao could respond, Su Zimin suddenly became enlightened: "Hi, Look at me, Xiao Mu, Xiao Mu was called for a long time, and I forgot that Mu Cheng’s classmate is also Xiao Mu, no wonder there was an oolong when the door opened just now. Xiao Mu is Song Yao’s nickname, and Mu is like a spring breeze.” Mu Cheng said happily: "I'm Mu Ruqingfeng's Mu, I'm almost the same, everyone is called the same, haha." Song Yu only showed a little face at this time.

After dinner, Song Yu and his wife went out for a walk, Song Yao washed the dishes, and Mu Cheng cleaned them.Mu Cheng asked tentatively: "Song Yao, are you okay? I didn't expect your father to be so strict with you."

"It's nothing, I'm used to it, besides, it was my fault, and he was right." Song Yao smiled wryly.

Seeing Song Yao's appearance, Mu Cheng felt a little distressed, so he made Song Yao happy with a playful smile and said, "We will do the same in the future, you wash the dishes, and I clean the dishes. But then again, you didn't mention your nickname before. Xiao Mu?" Song Yao pursed his lips: "You didn't ask." Mu Cheng put down the handkerchief and the wiped bowl, hugged Song Yao from behind, and said glibly: "It's okay, it's my fault. I must ask." Song Yao struggled, and turned to look at the door from time to time: "Don't make trouble, it's not good for my parents to see." Mu Cheng kissed the mole under Song Yao's ear, causing Song Yao to panic.In the end, Mu Cheng lowered his head and said, "It's just... just everything related to you, I want to know."

After washing the dishes, he returned to Song Yao's room. Song Yao sat by the bed and read a book. Mu Cheng sat next to him beggarly, bumped him with his shoulder and said, "Hey, Song Yao, you are Xiao Mu. It's Xiao Mu, from now on our child will be called... Xiao Mu Mu, okay?" Song Yao looked disgusted: "Who wants to have a child with you?"

Mu Cheng said solemnly: "Boys and boys are no longer something out of reach." Song Yao frowned and glanced at Mu Cheng: "Have you read too many fan fiction?" Mu Cheng argued: "Why? I have never read any fan fiction. I just read the news before and saw that adult men can conceive and have children after transplanting their wombs, really, I won’t lie to you!”

Song Yao finally couldn't take it anymore, put down the book, looked at Mu Cheng sympathetically with mentally retarded eyes, and asked: "You give birth?" Mu Cheng thought for a while, then tentatively asked: "Or...you give birth?"

Song Yao grabbed the pillow and threw a pillow with his backhand: "Get out!" Mu Cheng quickly took the pillow and hugged it, lowered his head in thought, Song Yao continued to read, and within a few minutes, Mu Cheng said silently: "Hmm... Yes, I can’t let you give birth. I heard that pregnant people need to supplement nutrition every day. If you have a bad stomach, you can’t bear the pain if you eat more good ones, but if you don’t eat good ones, Xiao Mumu’s nutrition can’t keep up. Come on... Or... I gave birth?" Song Yao stared at the book and didn't see Mu Cheng who said these shameless words. Although he couldn't laugh in his heart, he was still as calm as ever on the surface, and then nodded in response. Said: "Well, it makes sense, you are very enlightened, then you give birth, I have no objection."

Mu Cheng deeply felt that he had dug a deep pit for himself and jumped into it without hesitation. He is really stupid as a pig if he can't climb out now.But when Song Yao boasted that he was enlightened, he brazenly asked for a reward, took the book in Song Yao's hand aside, leaned on Song Yao's lap with a shy face, and said coquettishly: "Since I am so enlightened , Mr. Song, should you reward your little book boy with something?" Song Yao turned his face away from him, for fear that he would be infected by foolishness.

Seeing that coquetry was fruitless, Mu Cheng turned over and scratched Song Yao. Just as he threw Song Yao down, seeing that Song Yao's head was about to hit the bed, he yelled, "Be careful!" and immediately stretched out his hand to protect Song Yao's body. Accompanied by the sound of "hissing", the four joints of Mu Cheng's hand rubbed against the pattern ribs at the head of the bed and scratched the skin.Song Yao hurriedly got up and took a look at it, and asked repeatedly: "How is it? Are you okay? Does it hurt?" Mu Cheng smiled and kissed Song Yao's face that came close to him. Song Yao pushed Mu Cheng's hand away and blamed him. "You deserve it! Let you mess around!" After finishing speaking, he got up and left the room, Mu Cheng smiled playfully, and said to Song Yao's back with joy in his words: "It's okay, it's just a little bit of skin, it doesn't hurt."

After a while, Song Yao took a medical kit and washed Mu Cheng's blood, sterilized it, and rubbed it with safflower oil.During this process, Mu Cheng teased Song Yao from time to time, saying such shameless words as "My wife is so nice", "Thank you for your hard work, dear", "Xiao Mu looks so serious when she is serious", "Are you feeling distressed?"

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