Dangerous old Gong spoils me too much

After Qi Xiao left the small hotel, he drove all the way, ran through several red lights, and finally managed to return to the villa where he and Wen Shichu lived together.

At the same time, a series of missed calls and text messages popped up from the turned off phone, including Father Qi's.

Qi Xiao was in a mess, when he walked into the villa, he bumped into Wen Shichu who was about to go out.

The thin body of the young man froze slightly, his eyes brushed Qi Xiao's shoulders and looked at the withered branches and leaves in the garden, he bent down, and held his soft, soft and tender little hands.

"Ruan Ruan, stop watching, you can play with Goudan when you come back from school at night." Wen Shichu pulled Ruan Ruan, as if he didn't see the man beside him, and walked straight out of the villa.

A sense of guilt for doing something wrong stirred up a belated panic, Qi Xiao suddenly made a sound.

"Xiao Chu!"

Wen Shichu didn't stop.

"Daddy, woof woof is calling you i." Instead, she stopped softly.

"I'm sorry." Qi Xiao said in a heavy voice.

Regarding Qi Xiao's sudden nonsensical words, Wen Shichu thought for a moment, thinking that Qi Xiao was talking about the text message he sent last night.

"I accidentally made too much breakfast. It's on the table. You can eat as much as you want."

Wen Shichu's face was dull, he picked up the cub dressed in cute yellow, went out of the villa door and turned left, his figure disappeared behind the shade of trees.

Having been with Wen Shichu for so long, Qi Xiao naturally knew the meaning of Wen Shichu's words.

Back in the villa, Qi Xiao found breakfast on the restaurant table.

— A bowl of soy milk that is still warm, and pancakes that Wen Shichu personally fried. The golden eggs are fried just right, and they are filled with bacon, shortbread, and vegetables.

Because Mrs. Qi suddenly entered the emergency room, Qi Xiao has not had a drop of water since last night, and he has already vomited all the wine he drank all night. At this time, his stomach is empty, and he smells the light and delicious pancakes, so he can't help but pick them up and bite Take a sip.

With just one bite, the man's face froze.

In this pancake, there is cilantro.

Although he liked coriander quite a lot, Wen Shichu didn't like it, but there was coriander in the pancakes.

It's not that he accidentally made too much breakfast, it was clearly reserved for him.

Qi Xiao was breathing heavily, as if someone had stabbed a thorn in his throat, it was uncomfortable to swallow, and he couldn't even spit it out.

Why did he confusedly recognize Fu Wen as Wen Shichu last night...

"卄!" The more the man thought about it, the more depressed he became. Thinking that his place had entered Fu Wen's body, he couldn't help but feel his stomach tumbling, and he lost his appetite in an instant.

When he came to the bathroom, Qi Xiao opened his head, the cold water paralyzed his nerves, trying to forget everything about last night, but everything in the dream became clearer and clearer one by one

He kissed Wen Shichu's collarbone, mouthful after mouthful, like a hungry wolf eager to occupy Wen Shichu's tender space

land……

But after waking up, he realized that it wasn't Wen Shichu at all, but Fu Wen.

After Wen Shichu sent Ruan Ruan to kindergarten, he went to the film and television city to try out roles in new dramas, and he didn't come back until almost noon.

Qi Xiao didn't know where his brain was racing again today, instead of going to the company, he was busy in the kitchen wearing a floral apron.

There are four dishes and one soup on the table, chicken stewed with mushrooms, fried pork ribs, fried yam with fungus, fish-flavored shredded pork, and a seaweed soup, which looks quite rich rmo

Rao didn't really want to talk to Qi Xiao, but Wen Shichu couldn't help but sneak into the kitchen with his curious head.

There was an inexplicable contrast between Qi Xiao wearing a floral apron, Wen Shichu smiled subconsciously, and when he raised his eyes, he happened to meet Qi Xiao's gaze.

"You're back." Qi Xiao tried his best to look normal.

"En." Wen Shichu pushed open the kitchen door so that Qi Xiao, who was serving the meal, could come out.

"Actually, you don't need to cook so many dishes. You can't finish them." Wen Shichu moved to the side and saw the wound on Qi Xiao's hand.

Probably got it by accident while chopping vegetables.

"If you're not careful, you overdo it." Qi Xiao smiled and handed Wen Shichu a pair of chopsticks.

Wen Shichu took the chopsticks and was about to stop, but Qi Xiao firmly grabbed his hand.

"What's wrong with your hand?" Qi Xiao stared at Wen Shichu's ring finger wrapped in gauze.

"A little injury, it will be fine in two days." Wen Shichu withdrew his hand with a relaxed expression.

The table was very long, Wen Shichu randomly chose a place to sit down, and suddenly a shadow cast over his eyes.

Raising his eyes, Qi Xiao sat across from him very 'cheekily'.

Wen Shichu took a look and lowered his head to plan the rice.

"By the way, can I raise a cat in your villa?" Wen Shichu took two bites, remembering the dog egg hidden in the soft room.

After all, this is Qi Xiao's home, so it's best to ask the owner of the villa for advice on raising cats and dogs.

Puppy’s life is good. Although it rained that day, it looked wet and dirty, but fortunately, there were bushes blocking it, so he didn’t get sick, but there was a slight scar on his belly, and now he has a lot of energy drinking milk.

"Keeping a cat?" Qi Xiao looked at Wen Shichu.

"En." Wen Shichu nodded. From his memory, it seemed that Qi Xiao had never raised small animals, so he was more likely to be rejected.

"If you don't want to, then I will..."

"Yes!" Qi Xiao tensed up, afraid that what Wen Shichu would say later would be [If you don't agree with me raising a cat, I will move out with Ruan Ruan to raise a cat].

Wen Shichu was amused by Qi Xiao's sudden seriousness, the corners of his lips raised slightly inadvertently, and a rib was caught.

A little salt and pepper was sprinkled on the ribs, which was slightly mushy, but the paste was just right and did not affect the taste.

"It's more delicious than last time." Wen Shichu said casually, and continued to eat with his head down.

Qi Xiao was completely lost in the mood.

This mixed emotion of guilt and joy is completely on the opposite side of the two contradictions, almost stretching the nerves to the point of breaking.

In the end, the man had no choice but to bow his head to eat in order to hide the strange look on his face.

After eating, Wen Shichu washed the dishes and took the dishes into the kitchen.

"If you like it, I will often make it for you in the future, only for you and Ruan Ruan to eat." Behind him, a man's voice is mixed with a spring-like softness.

"Then... what about Fu Wen." When the name blurted out from his mouth, even Wen Shichu himself was a little surprised.

"Fu Wen? Why are you talking about him?" Qi Xiao's face changed slightly, and his heart rose to his throat.

The feeling of having done something wrong, so sensitive that I am afraid of ghosts knocking on the door at any time.

Wen Shichu saw the clue from Qi Xiao's dodging eyes.

Sure enough, there is a problem.

He knew it.

"It's nothing, I'll just say it casually." Wen Shichu smiled wryly, turned around, squeezed dish soap into the plate, turned on the faucet, and tried to keep the injured hand from getting wet.

"By the way, last time you went to Fu Wen's birthday party, what did you give him?" The young man's expression was flat, as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing.

The finger wrapped in gauze accidentally dropped it into the dishwashing water full of foam.

Qi Xiao sat outside the kitchen, looking at the busy back of the young man at the sink, his expression became more serious.

"Actually, it's nothing. It's just a palm-sized blue box with..."

"It's nothing, so let's go without saying." Wen Shichu interrupted Qi Xiao.

For a long time, the huge villa seemed oppressive and cramped.

"Xiao Chu, can I ask you a question?"

"Well, you said."

"I have a friend who has always been very affectionate with his wife, but one day my friend got drunk at night and accidentally had sex with someone else. He regretted it very much after he woke up. You said, if his wife found out Will you forgive him for this?"

Qi Xiao didn't change his expression when he said this, but he tapped his fingers on the table anxiously, revealing his chaotic mood at the moment.

"Does that wife have any children with your friend?"

"Does this have anything to do with Yuan's unforgiveness?" Qi Xiao was puzzled.

"Yes." Wen Shichu set up the clean dishes: "If there is no child, I probably won't forgive you."

Just like Qi Xiao in the past.

Wen Shichu remembered clearly that Qi Xiao used to think that he was raped by someone, and with that kind of hatred, he wished to press him on the bed and kill him.

"What if there are children?"

"Probably...will forgive for the sake of the child."

But the estrangement will still exist, but it has been suppressed in the heart, and maybe one day it will explode with even more unmanageable consequences.

Qi Xiao almost couldn't sit still, a bomb exploded in his mind.

Wen Shichu wiped his hands clean, looked at Qi Xiao, and frowned slightly.

Qi Xiao was in a daze, and suddenly felt a cool little hand on his forehead.

"You have a fever, Qi Xiao." Wen Shichu withdrew his hand, "Can you go? I think you couldn't sit still just now."

Before Qi Xiao could reply, Wen Shichu made up his mind: "I'll find you a wheelchair."

The young man didn't take two steps, when suddenly a hot body hugged him from behind.

Qi Xiao hugged him tightly, as if he was afraid that the person in his arms would evaporate out of thin air.

"Beginning."

"Huh?" Wen Shichu was so frightened that his body trembled slightly, as soon as he turned his head, the man's fiery breath rushed towards him.

Qi Xiao turned Wen Shichu over and pressed it against the wall. His long-dried lips pressed against Wen Shichu's lips violently, but slowed down when the lips met, and tasted the lips carefully. Between the fragrant and soft.

"??!" Wen Shichu stretched his hands subconsciously, wanting to resist, although he knew it would be useless.

But this time, Wen Shichu managed to break free.

Qi Xiao's body fell limply and fell to the floor, unconscious.

If he didn't know that Qi Xiao had a fever, Wen Shichu might have suspected that he had poison on his lips.

"Why are you such a rascal? Taking advantage of my fever? After kissing, you kick your legs and don't care about anything?" Wen Shichu blushed, squatted down in embarrassment and angrily, and pinched Qi Xiao's face.

"Don't think I don't mind if you have a fever, stinky rascal." Wen Shichu thought of Fu Wen, who was similar to himself in the steak restaurant, both in demeanor and dress, his eyes became more indifferent, and he found a marker pen , and wrote the two big characters of 'king' on Qi Xiao's face.

The author has something to say

According to the law of conservation of the universe, Zha Gong used to think that Shou Shou was taken by someone else, so now he wants to let Zha Gong have a taste of it and crush his moon.