Pregnant with a small cannon fodder cub in the best abuse text

Cheng Fei felt that he could not stand up well, his legs were weak.

The abdomen during pregnancy is so sensitive, Shao Tingfeng's touch is different from the usual cautiousness, although the movements are also gentle, but for no reason, he smells a hint of "punishment", which is strong and undeniable.

It seemed to be posted for a long time, and it seemed to be only a second or two, but Cheng Fei was so numb that he forgot how he got rid of that hand.

Until the instigator let go of him, as if he didn't know how much he had done to him just now, and whispered "Fei Fei, it's time to rest", he was still weak, and it was difficult to even stare at the other party.

Going back to the room dizzy, lying down on the bed, the touch of the lower abdomen being touched by zero distance and force still remained on the skin.Not only did the place where he was touched feel hot, but even his face burned a little.After a long while, Cheng Fei gritted his teeth secretly, and swore—the next time he went out to eat, he must, must bring Shao Tingfeng with him, because a foodie's obsession and possessiveness about "eating" are too good no matter what. Mary is real!

What made him feel even more ashamed was that that night he dreamed of that hand again, with distinct joints and delicate skin on the fingertips, only a thin layer of calluses on the fingertips, which seemed to be left by long-term contact with the keyboard .The hand walked slowly on his body, but it was as if it was just about to leave.

In the end, something was done to him...that could get locked again once described.

When he woke up with a blank mind, Cheng Fei lifted the quilt, his eyes were full of disbelief.

For the first time in his life, he doubted life so much that he dared not go out to meet people.

He huddled in the room for a long time until there was a knock on the door.

The faint voice of Little Cannon Fodder came: "If you can't get up, can I help you ask for leave?"

Please sister!

Cheng Feiteng opened the door, and said in a vicious voice, "Your touch today is gone!"

The tone is like a bully, especially unreasonable.

Shao Tingfeng: "..."

Shao Tingfeng lowered his eyes slightly, and asked an irrelevant question: "Fei Fei, why is your face so red?"

thump.

The door closed again, because it was closed too hard, and it made close nose contact with the person outside the door for half a second.Shao Tingfeng covered his nose and was hurting, only to hear Fei Fei announce in shame and indignation:

"You're gone for tomorrow!"

"No, you're gone the day after tomorrow!

"The day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow is gone!"

"..."

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The update of Cream TV lasted for a day. When I entered the APP again, the entire interface was not much different from before, but soon, netizens found that the expression system of the platform was fully upgraded. There are hundreds of them. When you click on the input box, you will find that the original button can expand many pages, and even added personalized customization service for emoticons. Through Krypton Gold, you can create your own exclusive emoticons based on the system emoticons.

The fresh and interesting gameplay has made netizens enthusiastic about posting barrage, and the number of barrage in the live broadcast room of any anchor has soared.

Butter has always done a good job in service, and this change is even more popular.

At the same time, the official website posted another message, saying that it will continue to expand the emoticon reserves, and will solicit interesting food emoticon designs from netizens for a long time. The food varieties and lists will be announced one after another. Works will be rewarded and used on the platform.

The theme of the first competition is to invite netizens to design "snail noodles" and "cat cakes".

Netizens were stunned for a moment, what is snail powder?

When everyone followed the messy science popularization and found the "Feiran Live Broadcasting Room", they saw a line asking for advice: [The anchor is going to retreat and concentrate on participating in the emoji package design competition. If you don't win the first prize of "Snail Fan", you will live broadcast women's clothing. Hereby Two periods of leave (smile)]

Netizen: ...

The fans were stunned, and then quarreled crazily underneath.

[Brothers, for the sake of women's clothing, we must not vote for him! 】

[Nima's maternity clothes last time were too eye-opening for me, this time no matter what, let him wear them to death! 】

[Please don't lose the big because of small things, he is the originator of snail noodles, he will be ashamed if he can't take it down]

【……makes sense】

【Then whether to vote or not (dog head)】

[Look at the quality, I heard that he is a top student in the art department]

[No, I can't, I want him to wear water to death!No matter how bad it is, I still need to dress up as a pure nurse (squinting smile)]

……

The anchor paradise was full of noise, and the Butter Forum was also upgraded due to a series of updates, and the activity soared.

Cheng Fei seldom enters his anchor paradise, and has no idea that the fans are divided into two factions over his honor and his dress, and the world is shattered.

At this time, there is a drawing board and a pile of manuscript paper on his desk. The Q version of the family picture of Tuhao Dad has been finished, and he is concentrating on designing snail noodles.

Of course, the reason for asking for leave was not only because of that little expression, but when Uncle Shi told him that the equipment was ready and ready for trial production, so he made up his mind to get out the packaging bags within a few days.

In the next week, he drew pictures while attending class, and finally submitted his design draft in time for the deadline.

But when he just reported his name and work, Cream TV fell into rectification again. It is said that some netizens reported it. None of them were spared. Except for the mother and baby and science channels, which were still open, basically the entire platform fell.

Cheng Fei had never seen this battle before, so he was a little dazed for a while, but Shi Zhen said that this was a small scene, and Butter had already experienced countless times of care from the relevant departments, and it would be as short as a day, and as long as three to five days, it would be able to recover. He needn't worry.

After Cheng Fei heard it, he didn't care about it, and Quan regarded it as asking for another week's leave, but after sending the painting to the rich father, the other party went missing again for no reason, and the sent painting has been in a state of unchecked.

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On the second day after the butter station was blocked, the convenient tasting packs of snail noodles were finished. Uncle Shi didn't delay at all, and took the time to send them out as required. One of them was sent to the address of his wealthy father Cheng Fei. Another copy was sent to the school.

When receiving the courier text message, Cheng Fei was in a unilateral cold war with Shao Tingfeng. There was no other reason, because Shao Tingfeng likes to stay up late recently, and often asks for leave from time to time not to go to class. He urged a few words to no avail, and sulked .

But when he opened the express box and saw the beautiful tasting bag, Cheng Fei's mood suddenly turned cloudy.

There are only two bags in total, both of which are designed with turmeric as the main tone. The bowl of hot snail noodles on top looks simple but not simple. He has finally finalized the plan after a few days of hard work and no less than [-] shots. The finished manuscript has a touch of Chinese ink and wash, but the deliberately rounded lines are very down-to-earth and appeal to both refined and popular tastes.

Opening one of the bags, Cheng Fei curled his mouth in satisfaction when he saw the full rice flour biscuits and solid side dishes inside.He flattened the exterior and interior of the food loan on the table, took a picture of the nine-square grid with great interest, and spread it to the circle of friends. Immediately, many students left messages asking what it was.

Cheng Fei replied mysteriously: [I will send you a sample when it goes on sale]

Classmate A: [Ha, I can’t wait, I want to eat now]

Classmate B: [Why do I see that there is still an unopened bag in the photo?Why don't Xiao Cheng give me that bag first hee hee]

Cheng Fei paused with his fingertips, and moved his gaze to the unopened bag of snail noodles.The packaging of this bag is slightly different. There is a newly added ID on it, which is not Tuhao Dad, but: Feng 03.

That's right, it's the poor ID of that person who didn't spend money on himself at all, didn't have good grades in school, and asked for leave every now and then and left early!

Cheng Fei pursed his lips, thinking: I regret it now, I don't want to give this elementary school scum.

Classmate B not only clamored for it in the circle of friends, but also sent a private message to ask for a taste.

Cheng Fei slid his fingertips on the nine grids of the button a few times, and before he could send any words, the door of Shao Tingfeng's room opened.

In the past few days, the little cannon fodder not only likes to stay up late, but also likes to stay up late with the door closed, making him like a big girl with yellow flowers who stays in the door all day, not knowing what kind of plane he is doing.

But the foodie's sensitivity is unquestionable, the smell of the food hooked out this yellow-flowered boudoir.

Shao Tingfeng had dark circles under his eyes, his eyes were dark, his eyes fell on the bag of snail noodles in his hand, and he asked quietly, "What delicious food did you buy behind my back?"

The gentle tone made Cheng Fei's belly numb subconsciously, and the fingertips on the phone keyboard unconsciously sent out "no". He felt that if he really gave it to classmate B, the little cannon fodder who knew the truth afterwards might be like Treating him like that that night... Fuck!I don't want to experience that weird touch again!

"I didn't buy it," Cheng Fei said angrily, "Why do you always suspect that I will steal it behind your back? This is a gift for you."

Little Cannon Fodder raised his eyebrows, walked over slowly, and stretched out his hand as a matter of course.

Cheng Fei coughed, avoided his eyes, turned his head, and stuffed the unopened snail noodles into his arms.

Shao Tingfeng looked down at the words on the packaging bag: "Snail noodles?"

"Well, this is the result of my uncle's house last time, how is it?" Cheng Fei spoke out his plan with some pride, fearing that the little cannon fodder's elm head would not understand, he explained it in detail.

Shao Tingfeng listened quietly, and nodded reservedly after he finished speaking: "Yes, we can do it."

With that tone and appearance, it was as if a domineering president was affirming his project... Look how beautiful he is!Does it need him to say if it can be done?

Cheng Fei stared at him: "Here, take a look at what else is on it."

Hearing the rumor, Shao turned the bag in his hand over and over, observing it carefully.Finally, under the ingredient list on the back, I saw a string of small characters: [For my fans: Feng 03]

His long and narrow eyes were momentarily dazed, and for a moment he didn't realize what this "Feng 03" was, but soon he remembered that it was a vest he had abandoned for a long time.

"Although you've only been following me for a short time, and you haven't even given me a few free gifts, I'm generous and a fan after all, so I'll give you one by the way," Cheng Fei snorted, "You don't know how to compliment me." , not everyone has it.”

Shao Tingfeng stroked the line silently, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise a little, as if he was a little boy who received a toy car, and he was even a little overjoyed: "So mine is the only one?"

"Uh," Cheng Fei couldn't bear to hit him, "No, another fan has it too."

Shao Tingfeng: "..."

Seeing that the little cannon fodder looked ugly again, Cheng Fei quickly explained: "It's just a rich netizen who paid me a lot of money, but I sent it directly to him, and I sent yours directly, so the meaning is still different. yes, right?"

Shao Tingfeng raised his brows lightly: "Lord netizen?"

Cheng Fei rolled his eyes at him: "Just the one with the number one ranking in my live streaming room, they knocked out a few million, do you think I can't give back?"

He was worried that Xiao Cannon Fodder's food protection disease would recur, so he explained it very sincerely. Who would have thought that after hearing that name, Xiao Cannon Fodder had a strange expression on his face. Do give back."

Cheng Fei breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that you know it. In fact, I don't think this is enough. After all, there are several million. But I can't think of how to give him back..."

Hearing this, Shao Tingfeng looked over quietly again: "I have a good suggestion."

Cheng Fei: "...do you have any suggestions?"

Shao Tingfeng's tone was sincere: "Why don't you just come to the door and make it for him to eat."

Cheng Fei: "..."

I'm sorry, he smelled a trap, and he had every reason to suspect that if he really came to the door, with Shao Tingfeng's extremely protective temperament, he might touch him again from the outside to the inside... ...Heh, he is not stupid, so he will not be fooled.

Shao Tingfeng didn't know that he had shot himself in the foot with a stone, and was still immersed in the joy of receiving the gift.

I was happy for a minute before I remembered my purpose of leaving the bedroom.

"Fei Fei, today is the weekend."

Cheng Fei: "Huh?"

"The doctor asked us to go to the obstetric examination together." Shao Tingfeng rubbed the space between his tired brows, "Prenatal and postnatal examination."

"..." Oh, I almost forgot about it.

Cheng Fei looked at his two big dark circles hesitantly, and asked tactfully, "You look like you have kidney deficiency, can you?"

Shao Tingfeng: "..."

Ten seconds later, Cheng Fei grabbed the hem of his clothes tightly and nodded indiscriminately: "OK, OK, let's go, I'll drive, you sleep in the car."

Although the little cannon fodder was only acting as if he didn't really do anything, but he had a guilty conscience, and before he made sure that he was completely pure and ascetic, he probably didn't dare to have physical contact with the little cannon fodder at a distance...

When getting into the car, Shao Tingfeng glanced at his abdomen worriedly, and was immediately warned by Cheng Fei: "I'm pregnant, not sick, I can drive!"

Shao Tingfeng hesitated again and again, and finally got on the co-pilot obediently, without grabbing the steering wheel from his pregnant husband.

He randomly placed the phone in the storage compartment between the driver's seat and the passenger seat, paused for a moment, the phone screen seemed to be tilted up inadvertently, then rubbed the center of his eyebrows, closed his eyes and rested.Obviously, staying up late these days made him very tired.

The car didn't start right away, so Cheng Fei checked the route map to Nanguo obstetrics on his mobile phone, and just halfway through loading, he received a message from the courier company on his mobile phone.

【Your shipment is abnormal, the tracking number is XXXXXX...】

Cheng Fei frowned, what does the abnormal delivery mean?

He moved his fingertips up and clicked into the courier app, only to find that the courier sent to the wealthy father was unaccepted.For convenience, Uncle Shi filled in his number on the sender's courier, so he can keep track of the progress at any time.

Because there was no one to receive it, it was not a big deal that the courier was transferred to the cabinet.

At the same time, another mobile phone in the car buzzed twice, a faint light lit up between the driver's seat and the passenger seat, and a notification of "abnormal express mail" from the assistant appeared on the screen header.

The person in the driver's seat can see the words on the phone as long as he raises his eyes slightly.

Shao Tingfeng, who was feigning sleep, raised his eyelids lazily, but he saw that Cheng Fei was just looking up the map seriously, without any intention of peeking at his text messages.

Shao Tingfeng: "..."

Is it not obvious enough by yourself?

The author has something to say: You were the one who desperately took my clothes off at the beginning, but now I have started to perform a stripping show, but you have lost interest?

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