Nouveau riche love story

Shang Xiaochen pouted and rubbed his lips: "Who said it's better to be fat? I've only gained a few pounds, so I'm going to be called Shang Xiaopang?"

Chen Jing'an was stirring the noodles in the pot, and someone touched the abdominal muscles around his waist. The person behind him smiled and said, "Is it because Dr. Chen is getting old and his physical strength is failing, and now you want me to be thinner?"

He added some water to the pot without moving a muscle, then suddenly turned around and pecked Shang Xiaochen's lips lightly.

"I couldn't go to work tomorrow back then."

Shang Xiaochen knew that these words were not meant to scare people. He didn't want to go out with his back tomorrow, but he didn't know which muscle was wrong. He always wanted to tease Chen Jing'an today, so he said: "But let Longcheng The flying general is here, and from now on the king will not go to court early."

Chen Jing'an squinted his eyes, he always wanted to give this person a little bit of strength, turned over and pushed him down on the sink beside him.

In this kind of matter, it can be seen that Chen Jingan's adaptability can be seen. He will find a suitable posture to ask Shang Xiaochen for a kiss at any time. He usually deliberately teases and slows down the rhythm. A brat like Shang Xiaochen was furious and refused to admit defeat, so he pressed his shoulder and kissed back—it was always like an extremely ambiguous fight.

At the beginning, Shang Xiaochen always wanted to compete with Chen Jingan, but it didn't take long before he hooked Chen Jingan's neck in confusion, with a little unspeakable anxiety, and the kiss was out of proportion. Tang is generally well-behaved and eager, as if acting like a baby.

It caused Chen Jingan to also slow down, and the kiss that fell for an unknown reason became gentle.

The two of them were thinking about the noodles in the pot, and they couldn't really fight in this kitchen.

During a gap of breath, Chen Jingan pecked lightly on his lower lip, patted Shang Xiaochen's buttocks which were getting better and better, and said, "The face is ready."

Even if Shang Xiaochen is obsessed with lust, he still has to take care of his stomach. Even if he hasn't eaten much since noon, he is very hungry now, so he simply ran to the dining table and sat down.

Chen Jing'an's house was not too big, and the dining room and living room were not far apart. He raised his eyes and saw two cups of tea on the coffee table in the living room.

Taking the noodle bowl he handed over, he casually asked, "Has anyone been here?"

Chen Jing'an hesitated for a moment, but in an instant he looked normal and said, "Well, a guest came just now."

Shang Xiaochen buried his head in eating the noodles in his bowl, and stuffed them into his mouth: "Speaking of which, just now, when I entered the door, I accidentally bumped into an uncle. Hey, I always feel good-natured, but now that I think about it, It seems to look a bit like you, it can't be your relative."

The man who cleaned up the water glasses shook his hands, and there was no sign of leakage on his face. He said flatly, "Oh, then you probably met my dad."

"Cough! Cough cough!! Who are you talking about?" Shang Xiaochen struggled out of the noodle bowl and asked in disbelief?

"My dad." Chen Jingan said lightly, "Have you guys spoken yet?"

Shang Xiaochen quickly wiped his mouth: "My mother! Why did I meet your father so recklessly! I, I bumped him, and knocked everything off!"

Chen Jingan's scalp was a little tight, and he was listening to him while washing two glasses.

"Although I helped him pick up things in time and apologized, it seems that I can't save my frizzy image! Ah!!!"

Seeing that he didn't notice anything, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I just met my dad, why are you so nervous?"

"Nonsense, of course I'm nervous..." Shang Xiaochen blurted out, and felt that something was wrong when he said the words, so he changed his words: "Your father, he is also an elder after all, can't I be nervous when I see elders?"

Chen Jing'an leaned over and asked with a smile, "Really?"

Shang Xiaochen felt guilty, but he couldn't be soft: "Yes! It must be!"

"Actually, you don't have to be so nervous. I have the same relationship with my dad."

Regarding the relationship between Chen Jing'an and the Chen family, Shang Xiaochen had heard a few things from his little stepmother, Aunt Ruoshui, and his elder brother, Ji Feiyun, which probably wasn't a good one.

He said "hmm", everyone has scars that cannot be touched, he can't poke Chen Jing'an's lungs, he just ate noodles and changed the topic.

"By the way, I suddenly remembered that I haven't bought the ticket to go home. I have to buy the ticket after dinner."

Chen Jing'an felt a little regretful: "Aren't you celebrating the New Year in Q City?"

Shang Xiaochen shook his head: "I have never dared to tell my adoptive parents that I already know my life experience. After all, they raised me as their own son. It has been more than 20 years. It's not easy. I'd better not make them sad .”

He walked over, sat on the stool next to him, and stroked his head like a golden retriever.

"It can be seen that your adoptive parents are very kind to you."

Shang Xiaochen nodded: "Although my mother is a bit of a philistine and a little vain, but in all fairness, I haven't done anything wrong to me these years. My father is honest and listens to my mother, you know? He treats people the most. The way to care is to ask if you are eating well. In my dad's perception, if you eat well, you must live a good life and be happier."

Chen Jing'an said with a smile: "These words make sense. People who can eat and drink well will definitely not be in a difficult situation. Even if they don't become rich and wealthy, they will be happy if they want to eat and drink well."

As he was talking, he suddenly remembered that a neighbor he knew in the next building asked him to help him repair something. He was going to repair something for others, so he told Shang Xiaochen, and went out with his toolbox.

When he came back, Shang Xiaochen was drying clothes on the balcony, and found out from nowhere a fat and fat white shirt, the sleeves were rolled up to the elbows, revealing two arms and two tender and slender legs.

"Didn't you come back after more than an hour?" Someone wearing a white shirt hugging his butt pretended to be surprised, and went to the door attentively to take the toolbox in his hand.

If this little guy wasn't dressed so attractively and still smelled of fresh shower gel, he might have believed his expression.He politely called Shang Xiaochen the toolbox, took off his coat and sat on the sofa.

"A little hungry."

"What do you want to eat, I'll make it for you." Shang Xiaochen hopped back after putting the box away, and asked like a baby on the armrest of the sofa.

Chen Jing'an lazily leaned towards him and hooked his fingers at him, and Shang Xiaochen moved closer.

Before he could ask for a result, he was hugged to the sofa by the waist and kissed on the lips.

"eat you"

Different from the sudden movement, this kiss was extremely gentle, bit by bit kissed his soft lips, bit by bit penetrated into his mouth, bit by bit across his lips and teeth, bit by bit lifted up the fiery lust.