818 The actor who was raised by my milk

Days seem to be no different from before.

A day is still 24 hours, a week is still 7 days, the moon will be full once a month, and counting 365 days is another year.

But from the end of August to the end of September, Chi Ming’s life is very fresh and exciting every day. He often wakes up and feels that he may have traveled through time. Although he did not go to ancient times or the future, he has arrived in a parallel universe and became a person he does not know. Chiming.

After a series of incidents subsided, he gained a trending search titled #你您晚明一个收起#.

Although few people really apologized, his number of fans has risen to the average level of second-tier stars, and there is a vague tendency to move towards the first-tier.

Notices are piled up like a mountain, the whole country is tossing, and every day you open your eyes is a different hotel.

At that time, when I heard that Yan Jiu was going to make a movie, Chi Ming asked Shen Danqing: How did you fool him?

But Shen Danqing would die if he didn't play tricks, so let Chi Ming ask himself.

Chi Ming wanted to ask, but he was too busy for a month, not to mention meeting the little dude, he didn't go home every day, and he almost couldn't remember how many hairs his son had on his head.

At the beginning of October, he finally ran the last notice on the schedule, and he could go home and rest for a while.

As a loving old father, if he wants to go home to see his son whom he hasn't seen for a long time, he will naturally bring a gift.

During this period of time, he would buy a small object for his son to play with every place he went, and he packed half a packing box without knowing it.

The sycamore trees in Fengming Community were all yellow, and the ground was covered with gold.

The driver sent Chi Ming downstairs, he dragged the suitcase and walked home, and then climbed up to the seventh floor.

When he opened the door, the old father was extremely excited. Last week, he heard from Shen Danqing that his son had grown feathers, and he was scratching his head to smooth his feathers. Now he finally had the chance.

But as soon as the door opened, Chi Ming was dumbfounded.

His two-meter-wide luxury single bed is gone.

His mobile bookshelf with rollers that can be combined is gone.

The computer TV, even his son's incubator, were gone.

At that moment, what Chi Ming thought in his mind was: call the police to the demon spirit.

But as soon as he took out his mobile phone, he saw Shen Danqing's message: You have moved, don't treat it as a burglary.

Chi Ming: ...

He stood in the empty living room and thought for a while, vaguely remembering that Shen Danqing did mention to him that this place is not safe and needs to be changed.

But if you move, you move. Is it necessary to be so exciting? ?

Shen Danqing sent the new address, and Chi Ming took a taxi directly.

The destination is Guihuo Community in the central area. There are small bridges, flowing water, artificial mountains and bamboo forests, security guards, access control, and 24-hour surveillance. It is heaven and earth with the old community where I lived before. The only thing in common is that there are aunts who dance square dances.

Chi Ming's apartment is on the 19th floor. When you get out of the elevator, you can see a public area with gardens and grass. There is a sculpture of a big bird in the middle of the small fountain, probably a crowing rooster.

Chi Ming dragged the suitcase to the door, knocked twice before realizing that he had to ring the doorbell.

Shen Danqing opened the door, and when Chi Ming saw him, he asked, "How is my son? Did he eat well? Can he eat bird food?"

"See for yourself." Shen Danqing smiled and took a few steps in.

Chi Ming looked around the living room, but didn't see the familiar incubator in his house, and was about to go to the bedroom to look for it, when he saw something moving in the distance from the corner of his eye, and then heard the sound of flapping.

Before Chi Ming could react, he saw a small shadow rushing towards him, accompanied by a gust of wind.

Then "Duang", something knocked on his chest.

Chi Ming lowered his head, and saw a bright yellow fur ball.

The fur ball didn't stop and slid down the clothes, Chi Ming hurriedly scooped it up with both hands and held it in his arms.

Mao Qiu squatted in Chi Ming's palm, raised his head to look at him, Chi Ming was stunned for a while, then suddenly looked at Shen Danqing: "My son can fly???"

Then he looked at the fur ball in his palm, "Son, you can fly!?"

Shen Danqing sat on the sofa and said in a long voice: "Otherwise?"

Chi Ming didn't know, but Shen Danqing knew that his Ninth Highness had lost all image recently. He ate like a pig every day and ate a lot of nutritious food. Finally, he suffocated Feiyu, and it was idle and bored. There are a bunch of videos of little parrots learning to fly, imitating them stumbling and flapping their wings every day. Unfortunately, Phoenix's sense of balance is so good that it took a week of practice to learn the octagon.

But it was enough to deceive Chi Ming.

Chi Ming held the fur ball with one hand, and stroked its wings with the other. The newly grown flight feathers were very beautiful, with a transparent shimmer, like the warm sun jumping on the dewdrops.

The son has grown up.

The old father suddenly felt very regretful that he was not by his side when his son grew the first feather, and he was not able to see it when he learned to fly for the first time.

The flood of fatherly love that had been suppressed for a month was very frightening. Chi Ming held the fur ball and did not let go. He hugged and held it high with all kinds of kisses, and smoothed his hair, chest hair and tail hair.

It took him a while to realize that he didn't see how his son flew over just now, so he put it on the table, took a few steps back, and stretched out his hands, "Son, come, come and find Dad."

The hairball is much fatter than before, and squatting there, you can barely see its legs. It slightly pressed down on its body, then flapped its wings and took off, fluttering, staggering all the way towards Chiming, and again "Duang "He slammed into his arms.

Seeing it clearly this time, the old father sighed contentedly, only feeling that something touched the tip of his heart, and his whole heart was about to melt.

His son can not only fly, but also fly to find him, moreover, he flew twice.

Chi Ming put the fur ball on the table again and again, and each time he stepped back to call it. Although the fur ball flew erratically, it would fly to him every time, and would look up at him after it stopped.

too sweet.

Simply addictive.

Chi Ming played it more than a dozen times, and even Shen Danqing couldn't stand it anymore, "Do you want to exhaust it to death?"

Only then did Chi Ming stop thinking, took his son to open the suitcase, and placed the presents on the ground one by one.

So... the old father who is obsessed with masturbating his son has been in his new home for an hour, and he still doesn't know what the home is like.

Only after his son had gone to bed in his coat pocket did he find time to visit the room.

His two-meter luxurious bed was firmly in the center of the bedroom. A tree-shaped clothes hanger stood beside the bed, and a rattan bird's nest was placed on the branch of the tree.

The old father nodded to Shen Danqing, expressing his satisfaction with the design.

Shen Danqing held a plate of cheesecake, "It's quite expensive, it will be deducted from your salary."

Chi Ming: ...

Unscrupulous brokers have no love.

Fortunately, he has a lot of work now, so he can fully support his son.

The fur ball slept in the pocket all afternoon, and at night, after Chi Ming fed it, it was very addictive to let it fly to find him, but this time he stretched out his hand very far, trying to catch his family. Son, I don't want his son to bump into him every time. If he rushes over so hard, his head will be stupid.

His son, however, always couldn't fit into the palm of his hand, and he had to hit him every time to be satisfied, sometimes on the neck, sometimes on the chest, and occasionally climbed onto his shoulders.

Chi Ming smiled and said, "Are you touching porcelain?"

The fur ball squatted into a flat lump in his palm, and then lightly pecked his finger.

It is said that ten fingers connect to the heart, this time it seems to be pecking at the heart.

Chi Ming rubbed his forehead against the fur ball, "Miss Dad?"

Mao Qiu raised his foot and kicked Chi Ming, but the movement was very light.

……

At night, Chi Ming posted a Weibo post.

A small video recorded his son flying to him.

The video is very short, only ten seconds, but when his son crashed into his arms, there was a soft plop.

Comment area -

[Nurture Liuliu]: Boom~

[Want to eat summer]: Boom~

[Daddy Chi's little padded jacket]: Boom~

……

After a neat row, the mothers of Yan popped up vigorously like spring weeds.

[Worried old mother]: @凤九宝贝Come and see!Your colleague's parrot can fly!

[Meng Meng Da old mother]: @凤九九九 Come on ahhhhhhhhh!Cute and spicy!Boom!

[Want to steal Jiujiu]: @凤九 summons the baby!Weibo is almost growing grass, come and post more about my grandson!Other people's sons can fly!

[Can F5 drop a Jiujiu for me]: The days when His Highness Jiu doesn’t update Weibo, I miss him

Yan Jiu doesn't like to post on Weibo, so all Yan mothers scratched their heads, so they came to Chi Ming to summon Yan Jiu.

At the beginning, I just had the attitude of trying it out, but I didn't expect that the summoning was really successful once.

So they ran on both sides, and if they had nothing to do, they just clicked on Chi Ming's side.

There is always a dream, what if it comes true?

An hour later, Yan Jiu really appeared.

He didn't say anything, and only posted a recent photo of Meimei in the comment area.

[Can F5 drop a Jiujiu for me]: Ahhhhhhh!Brother Chi Koi!It's really called!group photo!Jiujiu what are you up to!How are you doing recently? !Have you eaten obediently yet? @ Yan Jiu

[Worried old mother]: @凤九hhhhhhhhhhhh is bald like a boiled egg!Does the baby want to be the overlord?Send it to you!

[Meng Meng Da old mother]: @凤九 But the bald man is also very cute!I really want to take a sip!

[Want to steal Jiujiu]: @凤九 doesn't steal Jiujiu today, can I steal Xiaobad!

……

Before going to bed, Chi Ming received a message from an unknown number——

Bald, no hair, what to do?

Chi Ming immediately guessed that this was Yan Jiu.

The guy asked for his contact information, but never gave it to him.

Chi Ming: Yan Jiu?

Yan Jiu: Well, mobile phone number, add WeChat

After adding it, Chi Ming found that Yan Jiu's circle of friends was blank, and the avatar and nickname were also perfunctory.

He remarked Yan Jiu as a little dandy, and asked him: Is it a trumpet?

Yan Jiu: Large size, not commonly used

Chi Ming: Did you take the medicine given to you on time?

Yan Jiu: I used it, it tastes like cooking wine, the briquettes might think I’m going to boil it

The feeling of typing is not the same as that of a real person. When Xiao Wandan typed this sentence, Chi Ming would imagine that he was smiling and joking, but he knew that Xiao Wandan always had no expression and didn't like to joke.

Chi Ming: Why don't you take it back to the store and ask? Although the boss is not reliable, he must be responsible for the birds he sells.

Yan Jiu: Then tomorrow night at 07:30, see you at the store

Chi Ming: "..."

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Mysterious update time, that is, after finishing writing, it’s better while it’s hot