In the entertainment industry, you are scumbag and I am cheap

Throwing across the thin door panel and listening to his son's soft voice, the three fingers at the back were tightly sucking on Han Jiamu's, Cheng Xiangdong's front was still tilted, but he couldn't continue.

"Daddy~~~" This time it was not only the voice of the little milk, but also slapped the door a few times with the little hands.

Cheng Xiangdong pushed away Han Jiamu who was holding him with one arm, opened the door a gap, squatted down, blocked the raised place, cleared his throat with a cough, and tried not to make his voice so hoarse, "Good boy, what's the matter?" down?"

"Daddy~ I want to pee." The naked little fat man pouted, tilted his head to look at his father, his big eyes were full of curiosity and doubt.

"Daddy, take a shower!" The little fat man opened the door and was about to enter.

Cheng Xiangdong was startled, and quickly stretched out his hand through the door, hugged his son, and turned to stare at Han Jiamu, "Back back, don't push me!" My son wants to pee, nothing is as urgent as this!

Han Jiamu took a deep breath and took two steps back, waiting for Cheng Xiangdong to get up and let the boy come in to pee.

The boy always took a bath with Cheng Xiangdong, so he didn't think there was anything wrong when he saw his daddy naked, but when he saw Han Jiamu after peeing, he grinned.

"Mommy~~~"

Han Jiamu reached out and rubbed the top of his head, then winked at Cheng Xiangdong - quickly took him out to sleep.

Needless to say, Cheng Xiangdong knew what to do. He bent over and picked up his son and went out the door, leaving Han Jiamu to look at the half-hard thick thing and sigh.

"Daddy," lying on the bed, the boy grabbed Cheng Xiangdong's big hand with his small hand and asked him in a low voice, "Is Mommy a maman?"

Cheng Xiangdong was taken aback, put on bright yellow underpants for him, then lifted the quilt and went to bed, the boy rolled into his arms, with his little hands curled up on his chest, looking at him expectantly, "Daddy, is it maman?"

It was originally just a joking title, but now being asked so seriously by his son, it is really difficult to answer.

Could it be possible to tell the son that in fact the father is the maman and the mother is the papa?When he said this, he estimated that his son would have to be called a hundred thousand. Why, he couldn't explain it clearly.

The boy let out a sigh of relief, and gradually fell asleep without hearing Daddy's answer.

Cheng Xiangdong covered his son with the quilt and exhaled lightly.

"Put him inside, don't roll on the floor." Han Jiamu came out of the bathroom and walked to the bed, a big thing that had softened was dangling between his legs.

Cheng Xiangdong couldn't help but rolled his eyes when he saw it, and said angrily, "You can't come out with a towel on!"

"It's not like you haven't seen it." Han Jiamu lifted the quilt and raised his eyebrows when he saw him naked, "You didn't wear it either?"

Cheng Xiangdongxin said that I didn't wear it because I wanted to coax my son, and you didn't wear it because you are a hooligan!

Seeing him glaring at him fiercely, Han Jiamu raised his eyebrows and went to bed to sleep.

"Hey hey!!!" Cheng Xiangdong hurriedly pushed back the quilt, lowered his voice and frowned at him, "What are you doing? Don't grab the quilt from me!"

Han Jiamu pursed his lower lip, raised his chin to signal him to see clearly, there was only one quilt on the bed, two quilts!

Cheng Xiangdong really wanted to swear, what the hell is a double room, this is a couple's room!

In fact, neither of them noticed that there were two 1.8-meter quilts, but one quilt was pressed under the body as a mattress, so there was only one quilt left to cover.

Although he was reluctant, Cheng Xiangdong moved his mouth inside, and moved his sleeping son inside to pull the quilt for him.

Han Jiamu turned off the light and went to bed, and Cheng Xiangdong unconsciously tensed up with his slightly cool body.

The long-lost sharing the same bed has a little unclear meaning for both of them.

At first, I thought that meeting again would be a sword-ridden battle, but it turned out that we just got together and gnawed together for a long time. If it wasn't for being interrupted by the boy just now, it is estimated that the two of them are still exercising vigorously under the shower head in the bathroom.

Thinking of this, Han Jiamu's fading thing stood up again, poking Cheng Xiangdong's ass hard.

Cheng Xiangdong was startled, and gave him an elbow, "Don't mess around!" His son is here, and it depends on the location of heat!

Han Jiamu propped up his body and looked at the sweet boy who was sleeping soundly through the moonlight through the undrawn curtains, then lay down on his side again, hugged Cheng Xiangdong to his side, and then snorted warmly. He nibbled and licked lightly on his neck.

Cheng Xiangdong's body trembled violently, he struggled twice and was hugged tightly by him, and if he moved too much, his son would be woken up in time, so he could only grab Han Jiamu and lock his arms tightly, leaving deep gaps. Deep nail marks.

It is estimated that this kind of pain stimulated the man behind him. He stretched his long legs forward and flew his two long legs away, and then stretched his hand under his neck to hug his shoulders and stroked back and forth on the two red flesh on his chest. The other hand reached into the quilt, pinpointed the opening that had been opened just now, and quickly poked two fingers in.

"Well……"

"Shh, hold on, don't make a sound." Han Jiamu was hot all over, moved forward, lifted one of his long legs, and pushed himself in.

"You... slow down..."

Han Jiamu took a deep breath and hugged him tightly, "I miss you so much." The sound was soft, like a sigh or a whisper.

When Cheng Xiangdong heard it, his nose became sour, and the circles of his eyes turned red instantly.

"Don't go anymore," Han Jiamu moved his body slightly, biting his ear, "I admit my mistake."

Cheng Xiangdong pursed his lips and said yes.

As for what is the mistake of admitting the mistake, neither of them is in the mood to continue this topic at the moment.

Concerned about the boy who fell asleep over there, even if Han Jiamu was too excited, he could only move slowly under pressure, and the place was too tight, similar to the first time we were together, sucking him almost to size .

Cheng Xiangdong gritted his teeth and snorted, grabbed his hand and put it in front of him, then shot in his hand.

Holding his hot thing in his hand, Han Jiamu accelerated the jacking speed. He wanted to spray it directly into the hot depths, but Cheng Xiangdong suddenly turned around to hold him back, "Don't."

"Ok?"

"Don't stay inside." Although the professor said at the time that it was a miracle to be able to conceive once, he always felt uneasy, what if he got another one!

"Yeah." Han Jiamu thought he was afraid that there would be trouble tomorrow morning, so he answered in a deep voice and sprayed on his ass.

The two were out of breath, Han Jiamu hugged him for a while, then lifted the quilt and got up, went to get a wet towel and came back to wipe him.

Cheng Xiangdong didn't want to move, he reached out to touch his son's forehead, and then pulled the quilt down.

Han Jiamu lifted the quilt again and went to bed, hugged him, rubbed his face on his shoulder, and exhaled contentedly.

"east……"

"kindness."

"I apologize to you." When he was young, he met someone who was sincere to him. That person was still the guy who always liked to fight against him. He told him that he liked him. He was really surprised and surprised, and he couldn't believe it. I don't even know how to cherish.

Cheng Xiangdong moved, turned over, and the two faced each other.

"You're going to be the best man when Lu Le gets married?" At that time, Han Jiamu was already a powerful actor, and the news that he was going to be the best man was even made headlines by the entertainment news.

Han Jiamu hummed, stared at his face for a while, leaned forward and lowered his head, kissed his forehead, then moved down with the tip of his nose, and kissed his lips.

Cheng Xiangdong took a deep breath, opened his mouth and stuck out the tip of his tongue, entangled with his lips and tongue.

"Xiao Le and Wen Xinsheng have a daughter. It's been more than four months." The two separated tacitly before their guns went off again. Han Jiamu talked to him in a low voice, "He asked about your news many times."

Cheng Xiangdong murmured, "The two of them got married right after graduation. The speed is quite fast. They became fathers at such a young age."

"It's not as fast as you."

Cheng Xiangdong didn't know how to respond for a while.

"..." What should he say, the boy is also your son?Even if he said it, Han Jiamu might not believe it, he might be treated as a monster by then.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Han Jiamu also realized that what he said just now seemed to be a little too much. After all, the two of them have been separated for so long, and there is no need for Cheng Xiangdong to tell him what he wants to do. This topic has already made them unhappy. up.

"Just treat what I just said as nonsense, go to sleep, I guess I'll get up early tomorrow."

Cheng Xiangdong sighed softly, turned around and put his son in his arms without saying anything, and Han Jiamu behind him also came over and hugged him tightly.

After sleeping until midnight, Cheng Xiangdong planned to take his son's temperature again, but when he opened his eyes in a daze, he found that the bedside lamp was on. He opened his eyes in a daze, and saw that Han Jiamu had already taken the electronic thermometer out of his son's arm .

"how many degree?"

"37," Han Jiamu put away the thermometer and put it in the bag next to him, turned around and poured him a glass of water, "Does he need to get up and pee again?"

"No, he wakes up at dawn," Cheng Xiangdong drank half a glass of water to moisten his throat, "Thank you."

Han Jiamu drank the remaining half glass of water by himself, then turned off the light and went to bed to continue sleeping.

The next morning at dawn, Guaizi was the first to wake up, kicked his legs and stretched his arms under the quilt, and babbled twice.

When Cheng Xiangdong heard his son babble, he sat up instantly, picked up his son before he fully opened his eyes, got off the bed with his arms and went straight to the bathroom, then took off his underpants and waited for his son to urinate.

Just like that, the boy leaned on his dad's lap with his eyes closed, and started to pee.

When Cheng Xiangdong got up, he pushed Han Jiamu who was hugging him away, so this one woke up too.

He took a look at the phone next to him, it was six o'clock.

Raising his hand and pinching it on his forehead, Han Jiamu saw that Cheng Xiangdong carried the boy back, and took the boy and stuffed him into the bed. The temperature here in the morning is quite low, so don't let the child freeze.

"Put on your clothes quickly."

Cheng Xiangdong opened the box, pulled out his clothes and threw them on the bed, then quickly jumped into bed and got under the covers, shivering, "I'm freezing to death, the temperature in this place is too low in the morning."

Han Jiamu ignored him, put on the boy's shirt and underpants, and turned around to get the socks.

As a result, as soon as the socks were in his hands, he heard Cheng Xiangdong say over there: "The pants are worn backwards, and there are ducklings on the front knees."

Han Jiamu looked at the duckling with a straight face, and felt helpless.

Clothes for a baby are so learned?

"Brother Han, Brother Cheng, are you up?" There was a knock on the door, and Guaizi ran to open the door, only to see Liu Sensen standing outside.

"Right now, wait a moment." In the bathroom, Cheng Xiangdong pointed to the teeth marks on his neck, and glared fiercely at Han Jiamu behind him, "You did a good job!"

Han Jiamu touched the tooth marks with one hand, then pulled his clothes back and looked inside.

All kinds of marks, purple and red, make people think about it.

Liu Sensen had already taken Guaizi's hand to enter the door, and as soon as he turned around, he saw two people crowded in the bathroom, and he was dumbfounded.

This, this, the movements of the two of them are so intimate!