I married a bamboo horse

Wen Youxing stayed in the hospital for a week. When he was discharged from the hospital, he weighed himself and found that he had gained two catties. He looked at Song Ziqian sadly. Song Ziqian ignored his gaze and put the last piece of chicken wing into his bowl, " eat."

"Eat you big-headed ghost!" Wen Youxing put the chicken wings back into his bowl, pouted and pretended to be pitiful, "I have gained two catties! Your mother has been making chicken soup for me for the past two days and returned it to me. After cooking all kinds of delicious food, I suspect that I am fat like a pig now!"

Song Ziqian glanced at him calmly, "A fat pig also likes you, not to mention you haven't become a fat pig yet?" He leisurely glanced at Wen Youxing's exposed half of his waist, his eyes darkened.

Wen Youxing didn't know how to refute, so he ran upstairs wearing slippers. Now he was angry when he saw Song Ziqian. Although he said that Song Ziqian had treated him more than twice since his accident, but he The pig's way really made him feel a little overwhelmed.

He stood in front of the mirror, lifted up his clothes, and twisted his waist in the mirror. Fortunately, he didn't gain much weight. If he was really fat, he might not be able to fit in the engagement suit. Wen Youxing twisted for a while, He didn't even notice Song Ziqian standing at the door. He didn't turn his head until he heard the sound of his own door being locked.

"What did you take?" Song Ziqian was holding a big gift box with a pink bow tied on it. Wen Youxing stepped forward and found a note on the box, which read , "Happy engagement, I hope I can drink your wedding wine in the coming year."

Wen Youxing's face turned red. On the day he was discharged from the hospital, Song Ziqian proposed. He was still wearing a hospital gown, surrounded by a large bouquet of red roses. Song Ziqian was wearing a dark gray suit, and said with a gentle smile. , "Marry me, I want to take care of you for the rest of my life."

At that time, the hospital was crowded with people, and Wen Youxing almost couldn't hold back and ran away. Fortunately, Song Ziqian pulled him back in time. Song Ziqian held a rose in one hand, and put his arm around Wen Youxing's waist in the other, softly humming in his ear. The sound of the flute and Ren Jingsong's confidant lover, Wen Youxing was moved to cry at that moment, and her white and clean hands were lightly beating on Song Ziqian's chest.

Thinking of the scene in the hospital, Wen Youxing felt that he was very disappointing. If he did it all over again, he would not easily agree to Song Ziqian's marriage proposal. He thought so in his heart, but the smile on the corner of his mouth betrayed him. Song Ziqian looked at him That expression, like a child eating candy, makes him feel cute and tight.

In the gift box was their custom-made engagement dress. Wen Youxing liked it very much after taking it out. He held it and gestured on his chest for a long time, but he found that the suit seemed a bit too big. He was about to ask if it was too big. Song Ziqian But he took out another wedding dress from the gift box.

"...

"Try it." Song Ziqian whispered in Wen Youxing's ear. Wen Youxing looked up, and found that Song Ziqian's deep eyes were full of himself. Looking at those affectionate and gentle eyes, he even refused the words. Can't tell.

"I'll help you." Wen Youxing wanted to go to the bathroom to change, but was stopped by Song Ziqian, "Because the wedding dress is too big, and the back is full of buttons, it will be difficult for you to fasten it." Song Ziqian's reason was very high-sounding.

Wen Youxing bit his lip and hesitated for a long time. He and Song Ziqian have been dating for nearly half a year. Except for kissing, hugging, and occasionally comforting each other, they have never crossed the last line. Perhaps it is time to cross that line. It's time, he thought secretly in his heart, and then replied in a soft voice like a mosquito.

Wen Youxing looked a little stiff, Song Ziqian laughed softly, which made Wen Youxing feel terribly embarrassed, he raised his head and glanced at Song Ziqian, Song Ziqian was not frightened, but laughed a little louder, and his big hand was also there Wen Youxing's waist is nostalgic.

"Itchy." Wen Youxing wanted to hide, he was not afraid of itching anywhere, only his waist and earlobes were terribly ticklish, Song Ziqian naturally understood his itching, and slightly approached Wen Youxing's earlobe, opened his mouth and took a bite , "It hurts..." Wen Youxing's pain was so charming that Song Ziqian's breathing became rough.

"You..." Before the words came out, Song Ziqian occupied his small mouth. Song Ziqian rolled and licked his lips. Wen Youxing felt a little sad and wanted to escape, but Song Ziqian held him tightly Stretching his waist, "I...I feel a little uncomfortable." He said truthfully.

"Where is it uncomfortable?" Song Ziqian asked deliberately, and moved his mouth to Wen Youxing's neck. Wen Youxing thought he was relieved, but unexpectedly the itching from the neck made him feel even more uncomfortable, "Huh? Where is it uncomfortable?"

Wen Youxing wanted to say that he felt uncomfortable everywhere, but he couldn't utter a word when he opened his mouth. In the end, he could only beg Song Ziqian not to torment him anymore. You Xing was startled, and before he could react, he gave Song Ziqian a face.

"..." Wen Youxing wanted to find a hole in the ground to get in, but before he could finish his embarrassment, Song Ziqian grabbed his hand and put it under him, "Is it my turn?"

Song Ziqian still had tens of thousands of Wen Youxing's descendants on his face, but he asked Wen Youxing to help him without changing his expression. Wen Youxing said, "A great god is a great god, and he does everything calmly look."

In the end, the two finally rolled the sheets happily, and the consequence was that Wen Youxing had been lying in bed as a patient for two days. It's just a wedding reception.

The engagement banquet was scheduled for Wen Youxing's birthday, and the hotel was full of guests. Wen Youxing didn't wear the wedding dress, but wore the same dark black suit as Song Ziqian. The two held hands and came to bless The smiles on the corners of their mouths made people feel moved.

"Today I want to formally introduce my wife here." Song Ziqian held Wen Youxing's hand tightly, staring at Wen Youxing's eyes affectionately, Wen Youxing's heart was filled with those words of wife Confused, "My wife Wen Youxing will only be him in the future."

Hearing Song Ziqian's words, the guests all stood up and applauded, and some whistled, while Han Qi and Chen Lin were crying like pear blossoms and raining. They know how difficult the love between two boys is. , but since they both chose each other, they will try their best to make the whole world accept the love between the two children like them.

"Today I also want to formally introduce my husband Song Ziqian. Although he and I cannot get a certificate, and may not be recognized by the world, I am willing to give up everything to be with him, because I love him and I only want him." Wen Youxing had drafted these words for a long time, but he still blushed when he said them in front of so many people.

Song Ziqian's eyes never left Wen Youxing from the beginning to the end. When did he start liking him? Maybe it was from the sentence, "No matter how you change in the future, I will be the first to recognize you." Or the sentence, "Even if you become a ghost or a dog in the future, I will find you as soon as possible."

And when did Wen Youxing start to like Song Ziqian, maybe it was a long time ago, but he didn't realize it.