Tired ABO

"No more." Chu Yan raised his hand and pushed the bowl Suiyu was holding in front of him, and followed Yudao feebly with puffed cheeks.

Suiyu still wanted to persuade, "Hey, eat more."

Chu Yan shook his head hesitantly, "It's not sweet." He pointed at the fat dumpling in the porcelain spoon, his voice extremely aggrieved.

This bowl is not as sweet as the one just now.

After Suiyu heard him finish, he suddenly lowered his head to the side of the spoon and took a bite.

Chu Yan stared at him, thinking he was trying to taste the sweetness,

Suiyu served a total of two bowls of small glutinous rice balls, and Chu Yan guessed that one of them should be prepared for Suiyu, and the sugar in it was obviously less than half of the other bowl.

Unexpectedly, after Sui Yu bit one, he moved the porcelain spoon to his mouth again, and the porcelain spoon touched his soft lips.

"It's very sweet now." Suiyu said.

Chu Yan was stunned for a moment, and his cheeks flushed when he realized that he was in a hurry to cover up, but Sui Yu clamped the wrists of both hands with one hand, and the spoon was already near his mouth.

Chu Yan pursed her lips and shook her head, looking like she was about to cry in shame.

The smile from the corner of Suiyu's mouth spread out, and he let out a low laugh, short and sexy, which fell in Chu Yan's ear, like a feather scratching his ear, itching and numb.

"I don't... want, uh!" Chu Yan was teased to be annoying, but he was about to refuse when he got angry. Before he could say anything, Sui Yu used a spoon to pry his mouth open, and then the back of his head was pinned again. The warm and cool lips were pressed against it brightly.

Suiyu's flexible tongue rolled up and down Xiaoyuanzi who was rejected by Chu Yan, and pushed it straight into his mouth.

Chu Yan couldn't help but was forced to eat glutinous rice balls.

The glutinous rice balls are so small that they don't get stuck in the throat when swallowed whole.

When Sui Yu withdrew from Chu Yan's mouth, Chu Yan was still slightly parting his lips, panting lightly, a little absent-minded, the silver thread pulled out was sticky and stuck to the corner of his mouth.

Suiyu smiled, gently erasing the silver line with his fingertips.

But suddenly Chu Yan punched him on the shoulder.

The strength is limp, and there is no force at all.

"Is it sweet?" Suiyu said.

Chu Yan was so pissed off, even though the tip of his tongue was dripping with sweetness, he couldn't help but make a long face at Suiyu.

He moved his buttocks, turned his head to the side, turned his back to Suiyu, and snorted loudly.

Suiyu laughed, got out of bed suddenly, and left with the tray.

Hearing the sound of footsteps leaving suddenly, Chu Yan was stunned again, unable to get up or down.

The sound of opening and closing the door suddenly sounded again, Chu Yan turned his head and sniffed, his eyes were so red that he wanted to cry again.

When Suiyu went downstairs, the people at the dining table were still there, eating without saying a word.

Seeing him coming, Suifan stopped the hand that was handing the soup bowl to the old man, and he stood there, half-challenged at Suiyu, "Come to eat together?"

What he said was without malice, and the old man and Suiwan next to him stopped their chopsticks.

Seeing this, Uncle Li, the housekeeper who was waiting at the side, glanced at Suiyu, lowered his eyes hastily, and hurriedly entered the kitchen to prepare the meals again.

Suiyu kept his face indifferent, and went straight to the kitchen without stopping to turn.

Uncle Li was startled by the people who came in in the kitchen, and was about to say something when Sui Yu frowned impatiently and handed over the tray.

When Suiyu pushed open the bedroom door again, the small lamp at the head of the bed was still on, but the person on the bed got into the bed again, and a small bag bulged in the middle of the bed.

Hearing the sound, Chu Yan pulled the quilt to make a commotion.

Suiyu saw it clearly, and suddenly burst out laughing, walked over with a suppressed smile, followed the tantrum cat waiting to be coaxed, and went to lift the bed quilt.

Chu Yan's muffled voice came from inside, "What are you doing?"

Sui Yu smiled and called out, "Chu Chu."

Chu Chu ignored people, pulled the quilt in a wider arc, and moved her curled body to the other side.

Suiyu looked amused, and tightened his grip on the corner of the quilt, and lifted the quilt.

The beauty hidden in the quilt was revealed.

Chu Yan pouted, kneeling on the bed, with nowhere to hide, turned his head to look at Suiyu, his eyes were red and foggy.

What a squeamish little pity.

Suiyu was so stared at by him that his heart melted, he stretched out his hand to grab him, and coaxed, "Baby."

Chu Yan had no place to hide, and after being caught, he pursed his mouth unhappily, and sat in Sui Yu's arms. Before Sui Yu could explain, Chu Yan put his arms around his neck and bit his shoulder.

Holding his clothes like a small animal, he whimpered twice.

Suiyu put his arms around the man, and stroked Chu Yan's back with his hands, as if his heart was in his mouth.

Chu Yan looked up at him after biting his face, "What are you doing!" he asked fiercely in a low voice, with two lines of tears still hanging on his face.

Sui Yu didn't speak, turned his head and took the small bowl on the side, scooped up a spoonful and blew gently, then brought it to Chu Yan's mouth.

Chu Yan lowered his head and glanced at Yuanzi, who looked exactly the same as before.

"Try whether it's sweet or not." Suiyu coaxed.

Chu Yan was annoyed by him, didn't bother to pretend to be with him, and was so upset that he swallowed it all in one gulp.

Suiyu looked at him and smiled.

Chu Yan chewed the soft balls, sweet, very sweet, the juice was like sugar water, sweet into his throat.

He squinted his eyes contentedly, like a cat whose fur has been brushed, and finished eating in twos or twos, then put his hand on Suiyu's wrist, opened his mouth to show him, and asked him to continue feeding.

Suiyu smiled and stopped teasing him, and continued to feed him.

In the end, Chu Yan's stomach bulged slightly after eating, and he even finished the sweet soup in the bowl.

"Are you full?" Sui Yu asked, and he saw the light burst out from Chu Yan's eyes again, which was astonishingly bright.

Chu Yan held his little belly, squinted his eyes, and fell into Suiyu's arms, nodded in a small arc, and hummed.

The two leaned against each other for a while, Chu Yan huddled in Suiyu's arms, sniffing the familiar smell on Suiyu, and was about to take a nap comfortably, when his eyelids drooped, but he was woken up by someone pinching his nose.

"What are you doing!" Chu Yan twitched his eyelashes, raised his hand to slap the troubled hand away, and opened his eyes impatiently.

Suiyu's heart was softened by his easy-to-satisfy appearance, but he still had the heart to wake him up.

"Chuchu." Suiyu called him, his tone suddenly serious.

Chu Yan looked at him inexplicably, "What are you doing?" He asked, making small movements with his hands, pulling Suiyu's hand and placing it on the back of his neck, "Itchy, you pick it." He demanded.

The barrier sticker on the nape of the neck had been torn off long ago, and Sui Yu had just looked at it carefully, and that piece was reddened sensitively.

He flexed his fingers and gently scratched twice symbolically, thinking about applying medicine to Chu Yan later.

Chu Yan was naturally dissatisfied, frowning and was about to be unhappy, but Sui Yu suddenly withdrew his hand and hugged him tightly in front of him again.

Chu Yan was frightened by his actions, and looked up and stared, "What are you doing!" He hurriedly put his hands on Suiyu, lowered his head and glanced between his abdomen and Suiyu's abdomen.

Suiyu suddenly realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly covered his lower abdomen with his hands.

Chu Yan was pleased by his quick reaction and hummed softly.

"Chuchu." Suiyu called him again.

"What are you doing!" Chu Yan was so fierce that Suiyu made him irritated, so he knew to call him, but didn't say anything to him.

Chu Yan looked at Suiyu angrily.

Suiyu hesitated for two seconds, but still asked the question that has troubled him for several days, "What are you doing?"

As soon as he said that, Chu Yan's expression changed.

"Are you fucking sick?!" Chu Yan suddenly began to struggle, blushing with anger.

He struggled so hard that Suiyu didn't dare to force him, so he had to stop.

Chu Yan caught a glimpse of his movements, and his blood surged upwards. The gentleness he had just fed was like feeding a dog. Chu Yan's eyes felt sore again, and he began to speak indiscriminately.

"Don't you understand when I say I won't have children?!" He yelled at Suiyu, waving a light white finger and poking his stomach, "I don't want to give birth to you!!"

Chu Yan was so angry that he was about to cry again.

Suiyu looked at him sullenly, without saying a word.

Chu Yan used both hands and feet, trying to climb down from Suiyu's legs, but his waist was tightly bound.

"Let go of me! You fucking let me go!" Chu Yan raised his hand and beat him, but this time his men didn't hold back.

The force of the interaction, how much Chu Yan's hand hurts, he knows whether Suiyu hurts or not, his eyes are almost red from being wronged.

Suiyu still didn't speak.

Chu Yan gave Suiyu a vicious look, "Let me go, throw me back, okay? I don't want to be with you, I don't want to be picked up by you, I don't want to do this, I don't want to marry you!!"

He said with tears in his eyes, shaking his head wildly, looking at Suiyu with strangeness and fear in his eyes.

Vulnerable as an abandoned stray cat.

Suiyu was caught off guard by his sudden emotional breakdown.

"Chuchu." Suiyu pursed her lips and wiped Chu Yan's tears.

Chu Yan waved his hand away, very weakly.

He slumped his shoulders, as if his strength had been exhausted in an instant, and his eyes were full of scars.

Chu Yan suddenly felt that he was very sad. No matter what he did, how troubled he was, or how he told Yu, Sui Yu would only ask him afterwards, "What are you making trouble with?"

The tone of Suiyu's words is always infinitely tolerant, as if he is not asking for answers to questions, but just asking ordinary declarative questions, "What are you doing?", "Are you still making trouble?" Regardless of the answer to the question, he regarded it as giving him tolerance in advance.

It means giving him sweets before and after the event, so that he is not afraid of him running away.

"I've never told you that I don't want to be picked up by you, I don't want to act good in front of the old man instead of you, I don't want to be your child adoptive husband forced to like you, I don't want to marry you, and I don't want to give you Have a baby," Chu Yan let go of his struggle and looked at Suiyu with a cold tone.

Only he knows how true or false what is said.

Suiyu listened to the next few sentences, and sure enough, his face darkened in a second, and the hand on Chu Yan's waist was also quickly withdrawn.

Unable to restrain himself, Chu Yan's body began to tremble slightly, and he didn't dare to think about the ending.

Suiyu really won't want him?

Two seconds passed, but Chu Yan felt that it had been a long time. He looked at Suiyu and opened his mouth, his handsome eyebrows were still dignified and beautiful, and his ink-like long hair hung down and swept across his hands.

"Okay." Suiyu leaned over and put him on the bed, then stood up.

Chu Yan heard him say, "I will arrange the operation as soon as possible."

At that moment, everything around was quiet, Chu Yan's eyes turned red suddenly, and he stared blankly at Suiyu, watching his figure disappear into the door again.

Tears were pushing to fall, but he stubbornly bit his lips, trying to hold back.

His heart was in a trance and he was pulled into a ball. He didn't know who he was torturing.