The four-year-old cute baby of the actor's family

Liang Sihan in the crowd and Zhou Wen'an behind the counter were both taken aback.

Liang Sihan bent down quickly to pick up the child, hugged him tightly in his arms, and rubbed his cheek hard through the mask.

He couldn't say a word. At this moment, an indescribable sense of happiness filled his chest.

When Zhou Wen'an saw Liang Sihan walking towards him with his son in his arms, his nose soured and he quickly looked away.

I don't know if it's the taste or some other emotion, but it's hard to describe because of the mixed flavors.

Of course, the person with the most exciting expression was not the person concerned, but the little girl at the counter.

When the children called out "Dad", she had been doubting life.

Doesn't a child generally have only one father?

So what's the situation with this family in front of you?

She silently stood aside and stared at the three of them, guessing wildly: This man in black is so tall, strong and cold, and the man who was injured has a soft face in his handsome face, could it be that they are...

So the child is adopted?

Ton Ton walked up to Zhou Wen'an with the big frog. He had already talked about the situation just now.

In the arms of the big frog, he reached out and stroked his father's hair: "Dad, let's apply ointment at home, does it hurt?"

Zhou Wen'an supported the cabinet and tried to stand up: "Okay, go home and apply ointment."

But his waist hurt so much, he frowned and couldn't straighten up, and fell back again.

Liang Sihan stood up and supported him: "Mr. Zhou, don't move. I'll hold you."

He glanced back, Luo Yuanen had just parked the car and was just in time to come.

He pressed Zhou Wen'an's shoulder, lowered his eyes and said to his son, "Tonton, I'll hug Dad and let Uncle Luo hug you, okay?"

"No need." Zhou Wen'an said, "I can go."

In broad daylight, how outrageous is this?

Ton Ton grabbed his hand: "Let the big frog hug you, Dad, don't move! It hurts!"

He was on the verge of crying as he talked. Dad was gritting his teeth in pain just now, and he saw it all.

Liang Sihan couldn't bear to see his son's red eyes: "Be good, be brave and don't cry. It's because I was late, now we go home together."

Tonton nodded and reached out to Uncle Luo: "Uncle Luo, hug me."

In silence, Luo Yuanen bent down and loaded Tonton on his back, took all the shopping bags and backpacks, and went out first.

Tonton lay on Uncle Luo's back and turned to look at Dad and the big frog anxiously.

Zhou Wen'an looked at Liang Sihan with a flushed face, bent over, his right arm was wrapped around his knee, his heart beat faster, his whole body was stiff, his hands and feet didn't know what to do, and he almost forgot the pain in his lower back.

Seeing his forbearing expression, Liang Sihan lowered his eyes and asked, "Does it hurt? Did I touch something?"

Zhou Wenan closed his eyes in despair: "No..."

The arm was pulled up by Liang Sihan and rested on his broad and strong shoulder.

"Mr. Zhou, put your arm around my neck."

A hot and humid voice poured into his ears, and as soon as Zhou Wen'an exerted his strength, he was lightly hugged by him.

He obviously weighed more than 100 kilograms, but he seemed to be hugged like a ball of cotton, lifting the weight like light.

There were people coming and going in the supermarket, seeing a tall handsome masked guy hugging another delicate handsome guy, they all stopped to watch.

And a little girl exclaimed: "Wow, my boyfriend is so powerful!"

A man sighed: "The muscle lines are so awesome! It's effortless to hug someone."

At this moment, Zhou Wen'an could only turn his head and hide his face in Liang Sihan's chest like Ton Ton.

This broad and strong chest exuded a special male hormone aura, which made him burn all over, wishing he could faint on the spot.

He was thinking wildly, but fortunately Liang Sihan was wearing a mask and hat, and he...

Forget it, don't come to this supermarket these days.

In the midst of anxiety, Zhou Wenan heard Liang Sihan ask, "Is there any ointment or painkiller at home?"

When he spoke, his chest trembled slightly, and Zhou Wen'an could hear it clearly with his ear pressed against it. Not only that, but also the clear and powerful sound of his heart beating, which made him so engrossed that he forgot to answer.

"Mr. Zhou?" Liang Sihan asked again, looking down at the boy whose face was buried in his chest.

Just like a shy little rabbit, the skin exposed outside the clothes is red, pink and tender.

Zhou Wen'an thought for a long time before answering: "There is Yunnan Baiyao."

Why hasn't the car arrived yet?His hands in front of him grabbed the skirt of his shirt nervously.

Liang Sihan looked at a ton that turned his head in front of him, and said in a low voice, "Mr. Zhou, thank you for letting me come over."

"Need not."

Does this still need to be thanked?

Zhou Wen'an kept silent, and waited for the hot summer wind to blow over his face, and he said, "Ton Ton is willing to call you Dad."

A declarative tone, as if declaring a fact without emotion.

Liang Sihan looked at the commercial vehicle and the little face waving to him from the window: "Yeah, Tonton is willing to call me daddy."

His tone seemed to have gone through vicissitudes of life, full of thickness and depth.

Zhou Wen'an raised his eyes slightly and looked at him.

Under the brim of the hat, the deep eyes exuded a light that was unfamiliar to him.

He asked in a low voice, "Mr. Liang? What's the matter?"

Liang Sihan tightly hugged the big boy in his arms, and looked down at his elegant eyebrows: "Mr. Zhou, let's get married, shall we?"

"..."

Zhou Wen'an turned his head unnaturally, turned his gaze to the direction of the car, and said with red lips, "Let's go, Ton is going to be hungry."

He was at a loss, not knowing what to do next.

Liang Sihan should want to live with Tonton, and Tonton is the same, but...

After arriving home, Liang Sihan hugged Zhou Wen'an into the bedroom and lay down on his stomach. He lightly touched his lower back and saw him gasp in pain: "No, I still have to go to the hospital."

Zhou Wen'an put his hands on the pillow and insisted: "No, I don't want to go, I'm fine, just lie down for a while and I'll be fine."

Tonton knelt by his father's lap and said to the big frog, "Dad is very afraid of injections and doesn't like going to the hospital."

He didn't dare to touch his father's back with his small hands, but just stroked his hair, "Dad, be good, if it hurts, apply ointment."

Liang Sihan carried Ton Ton under the bed: "Ton Ton, can you go outside and help Dad find some ointment? I'll look at Dad."

Ton ton ran out immediately.

Zhou Wen'an was about to speak, but saw Liang Sihan's huge body approaching him, reaching out to take off his T-shirt, he twisted his body nervously and tried to avoid it: "Mr. Liang, it's okay, I..."

Liang Sihan pressed his back and shoulders: "Don't move, I'll take a look and confirm the situation before I can know whether to apply cold compresses or hot compresses. Medicines can't be sprayed casually."

He looked at the body that seemed to be trembling slightly, and frowned, "I'll be gentle, don't be afraid."

Zhou Wen'an was not afraid, but shy.

He didn't want others to see his lower back, such a sensitive part.

He covered his waist with his backhand, buried his face in the crook of his arms, and begged for mercy softly: "Mr. Liang, I'm really fine. You can go with Tonton and ask him what he would like to have for dinner."

"I have already asked Yuanen to contact the hotel to deliver the dinner."

Liang Sihan pressed one of his shoulders, and slowly opened the hem of his white T-shirt. There seemed to be a faint and almost inaudible "whimper" coming from his ear, as if it came from a weak animal cub, which made him feel oily. However, there was a strong desire to protect.

The T-shirt was only opened two fingers wide, and the white and tender skin looked like a soft and fine picture scroll, and it became more and more bruised and red.

Zhou Wen'an's waist really had an allure that Liang Sihan couldn't describe. Apart from being thin and delicate, his skin was tight and had a kind of tenacity unique to young people.

The memory of that night is indeed extremely blurred, but Liang Sihan actually has some vague impressions at this moment.

The delicate and beautiful young man is white all over, kneeling tremblingly on the large bed, with sunken waist, sexy curves, and heavy, restrained panting...

Although Zhou Wen'an was lying on his stomach, he keenly felt Liang Sihan's gaze on his waist, as if something had flowed over his skin, it was so hot that he almost wanted to cry.

His lower back was suddenly touched by something warm and soft. He couldn't restrain himself, and a low "huh" leaked from his lips.

Hot sweat broke out on his temples, he twisted his waist slightly, trying to avoid his touch, and said hastily: "Mr. Liang, apply a cold compress, can you help me get an ice pack? It's under the refrigerator, in the last drawer .”

His lips were leaning against the pillow, and when he spoke, he was slurred.

There was a sudden heat on the back, and the man's chest was pressed against him tightly.

Zhou Wenan's shoulders slumped into the bed, trembling uncontrollably, the nerves in his brain were tense, he didn't know what to do.

"Mr. Zhou, what did you say? I didn't hear clearly."

The man behind him stuck to his ear, and said in an overly deep and sexy voice: "Is it too painful?"

Zhou Wen'an couldn't care less about the pain, he was enveloped in a mature and domineering atmosphere, soaked in embarrassment and ambiguity and didn't know what to do. "No……"

"Dad, which ointment do you use?"

Tons of clear voices interrupted them.

Zhou Wen'an felt the back of his body move away, his stiff shoulders slumped, he turned his head silently, reached out to pull the air conditioner and was pulled towards his back.

A big hand slid across his back, took the quilt, and covered him.

Liang Sihan picked up Tonton and sat by the bed: "I'll get some ice, you stay with Dad. Don't use ointment today."

He got up and went to the kitchen.

Ton Ton lowered his head to look at his father carefully, his face had never been so red before, he reached out to touch his father's forehead: "Is Dad hot?"

With four fingers together, he fanned Dad's face with the palm of his hand.

Zhou Wen'an raised his hand around Ton Ton's belly and gently embraced him, and buried his face behind his little butt: "It's not hot, Dad is not hot."

Tonton slowly rubbed his father's hair with his fingers, lowered his head and asked, "Dad, can I call you Daddy Frog?"

Zhou Wen'an asked him softly, "Why are you asking me?"

Tonton turned around in his arms, knelt up, and put his face close to his cheek: "Will Dad be unhappy?"

Zhou Wen'an pouted, and hugged the little baby's soft body tightly: "No."

His baby turned out to be so sensible that he would worry about his mood.

With a sore nose, he tried hard to control his emotions, "Tonton likes big frogs, Dad knows it."

Ton Ton stretched out his short arms, trying to wrap his father in his arms, sticking to his hot cheeks: "I will have two fathers in the future, but my favorite will always be my father."

Zhou Wen'an's mind thumped, it seemed that the fireworks in the night were in full bloom in an instant, and all the good things bloomed in an instant.

He patted his little butt lightly, choked up and said, "I hate it, don't make daddy cry."

Tonton imitated his appearance and stroked his neck slowly: "Dad, don't cry, daddy is the bravest, just as brave as Tonton."

A more favorable arm came around from behind Ton Ton, and embraced Zhou Wen'an together.

Tonton turned his head to look at the big frog, curled up his mouth and smiled: "Daddy Big Frog." He kissed Zhou Wenan's cheek again,

"Little Sesame Dad."

"Woo..." Zhou Wen'an lay on the bed like a child, half leaning on Liang Sihan's upper arm and crying with his arms around the child.

It's really embarrassing, but I can't help it at all. The helplessness I have experienced for many years seems to burst out like a floodgate in an instant, and I almost cry until the dark.

"Don't cry, it will be uncomfortable." Liang Sihan wiped away Zhou Wen'an's hot tears with a tissue.

What a big boy, with red eyes, puffed cheeks and tons of expressions, as if they were carved out of a mold, they are as loving and lovable as they are.

Ton Ton teased him: "Dad looks so good when he cries, his eyelashes are all wet. His face is also soft." He poked his father's cheek, "It's so cute."

He leaned over and kissed Xiaozhizhi's position, "Daddy is so cute when he cries."

Liang Sihan stared at his misty eyes, and couldn't help murmuring: "It's very cute."

Zhou Wen'an was embarrassed and wiped his tears: "It's so bad, don't talk."

"Ding dong, ding dong~"

The doorbell rang, and Tonton turned his head to look over: "Is it Uncle Luo?"

Liang Sihan said: "The hotel should have brought dinner. I'll go and have a look." He stuffed the ice pack into Zhou Wen'an's hand, "Mr. Zhou, press it first."

He rubbed his son's hair vigorously: "Tong Ton, look at Dad."

"Okay!" Ton Ton got the order and nodded solemnly.

Zhou Wen'an touched a thick package in his hand, and only after touching it did he realize that a thin towel was carefully wrapped outside the ice pack.

He pressed the swollen and painful part, not as cold as imagined, the coolness slowly penetrated into the skin.

Ton Ton took the paper towel that Dad wiped his tears aside, and lay down on his side: "Dad, shall we have dinner in bed today?"

What he likes most is lying on the bed and having someone coaxing him and feeding him.

But apart from being sick, Dad rarely does this anymore.

Zhou Wen'an slowly rubbed the ice pack: "That's not okay. You and the big frog go to the dining table outside to eat, and Dad can go there to eat after a rest."

He thought of shopping bags, "Oh no, we bought so many things, are they all piled up?"

Liang Sihan came in from the outside: "Yuan En has already helped clean up, and everything that needs to be refrigerated has been put in the refrigerator."

Zhou Wen'an struggled to prop up his upper body: "There is half a roast duck, and Tonton said he wanted to eat it. Mr. Liang, please open it later."

"Oh! Roast duck!" Zhou Tonton remembered, "Dad, I want to eat roast duck right now."

The delicious roast duck will make your mouth water.

"Mr. Liang, you should take Ton Ton to eat. Pour some warm water to moisten his throat before eating." Zhou Wen'an told him meticulously, "I'll take half an hour, get up and eat later."

Liang Sihan walked to the bed, picked up his son with one arm, and put his hand on Zhou Wen'an's shoulder: "I know, and Ton and Ton also know. You lie on your stomach and wait for the cold compress to see how it goes. I'll give you two massages after dinner." Down."

When Zhou Wen'an heard this, he blurted out the word "no".

Perhaps the reaction was too strong, causing Ton ton to stare at him with small question marks all over his face.

He lowered his voice: "It's okay, you go to eat."

He didn't want Liang Sihan to press him, that would be so embarrassing.

Ton Ton was carried out by Liang Sihan and placed on a chair.

He looked down at the big frog opening the dinner box and reminded, "Dad, there is another roast duck. Roast duck!"

Hearing this title, Liang Sihan's ears became warm, and he didn't want to eat anymore. He just wanted to hug his son and watch him eat obediently. "Okay, let's eat roast duck."

How could Zhou Wen'an make his son so cute?

Zhou Wen'an, who gave birth to a lovely son, was lying on the bed depressed, and he was going to share tons of babies with Liang Sihan in the future.

It's sad.

After sleeping in a daze for a long time, when Zhou Wenan woke up, Liang Sihan happened to open the door and come in: "I left a portion of dinner, it's still hot. Can you get up?"

Zhou Wen'an gave a "hmm" and turned sideways uncomfortably in his eyes: "I can sit and eat."

The man's arm quickly circled around and hugged his waist: "I'll support you."

Zhou Wen'an was already much better, but his lower back still hurt. He didn't push him away, and asked in a low voice, "Where is Ton Ton?"

Liang Sihan put his arms around him and leaned in his arms: "I went to find Zhuzhu next door to play, Zhuzhu's mother made ice powder, and they ate together."

He lowered his eyes and saw Zhou Wen'an, who was more docile than Ton Ton, with thick and slender eyelashes drooping, his expression soft, as docile and docile as a child.

Zhou Wen'an was about to put on his slippers, when he suddenly hugged him horizontally, he twisted slightly, and the man said, "Don't move, I'll carry you out."

It's really easy to be embarrassed.

He thought, is it possible that the big frog regards himself as a child like Ton Ton?

Or is he completely different from the cold image in the gossip news, but in fact he is really such a kind and gentle person in private?

Sitting on the cushioned chair, Zhou Wen'an saw the sumptuous hotel delivery, all of which were relatively light and moderate dishes, the meat dishes were not greasy, and the vegetarian dishes were not monotonous.

While eating, he asked, "Ton Ton should like it very much, right?"

Liang Sihan looked at the handsome boy: "Do you like it?"

"Huh?" Zhou Wen'an raised his eyes and bumped into his deep but gentle gaze, suddenly his heart shrank, his eyes flickered and he quickly avoided, "It's... not bad."

His heart function is on the verge of collapse today, and he has been experiencing various abnormalities because of Liang Sihan's actions.

Ton Ton not only came back by himself, but also Zhuzhu's mother and Zhuzhu.

Zhuzhu's mother came over with a large bowl of ice powder, and when she saw Zhou Wen'an and Liang Sihan sitting and eating, she smiled and said, "It's quite a lot, try it. It's sweet."

Zhou Wen'an asked Liang Sihan to go to the kitchen to get a bowl, and took the ice powder.

Zhuzhu's mother kept looking at Liang Sihan, and waited for the empty bowl to be handed back. She hesitated and asked, "This...Mr. Liang, are you not making movies now?"

Liang Sihan pushed the ice powder in front of Zhou Wen'an, and responded, "We're filming, what's wrong?"

Zhuzhu's mother leaned on the chair, appreciating the demeanor of the great actor in all aspects, and asked: "No, I have several colleagues who are your fans. I mentioned you in the company. Can you sign me a few more?" a name?"

She saw that although Liang Sihan looked stern and difficult to get close to, she was really gentle and meticulous towards Zhou Wen'an. Many thoughts flashed through her mind, but there was a smile on her face.

Liang Sihan said calmly: "Yes, where to sign?"

"Then you wait! I'll go back." Zhuzhu's mother ran home excitedly with a bowl.

Zhou Wen'an glanced at Zhu Zhu who was playing with Ton Ton, and reminded in a low voice, "Is it not too good?"

He was very worried that someone would suddenly come to the house to ask Liang Sihan for his autograph.

"It's okay." Liang Sihan put his arm on the back of the chair and reminded him, "It's going to be cold after eating."

A few minutes later, Zhuzhu's mother entered the room again and handed over a thick pile of autographed books.

Zhou Wen'an took a closer look, he forgot to move the chopsticks, where are the signatures?This is clearly dozens of them.He said in embarrassment: "Mother Zhuzhu, you didn't tell others that Mr. Liang often comes to our place, did you?"

"No, how can I say it? I mean, occasionally, occasionally." Zhuzhu's mother smiled, pulled out a chair and sat down, and saw that the dishes on the table were very good, but they were all packed in environmentally friendly boxes. "Didn't you cook today? I heard from Tonton that you hit your waist? Are you okay?"

"It's all right." Zhou Wen'an lowered his head, watching Liang Sihan's signature on each autograph book, feeling both funny and distressed.

I'm afraid he doesn't usually give people face, so he came here to write autographs for no reason today.

When Zhuzhu's mother took Zhuzhu out, Zhou Wenan stared at the door, trying to remind Liang Sihan to stop coming, but it sounded like he was being chased away.

It is not easy to speak left and right.

When he regained his senses, Liang Sihan had already cleaned up the dining table.

Zhou Wen'an said apologetically, "I'm so sorry, I still have to ask you to clean up."

Liang Sihan stood beside him, frowning thickly, without saying a word.

The silent man under the lamp cast a thick shadow on the table.

Zhou Wenan asked cautiously: "What... what's wrong?"

"Don't say such polite words." Liang Sihan put the things on the table back, walked over and bent over to hug him.

Zhou Wenan pressed his palms on the table, looked towards Tonton, and refused in a low voice: "No need, it's only three steps, I'll walk in by myself."

But before the protest was over, he was picked up again.

Really, I don’t eat enough, and I don’t grow heavy enough, right?

Liang Sihan carried him to the bed, and while pulling the quilt, he said, "I'm not going back tonight, but staying here for one night, is that appropriate?"

"Live...where do you live?" Zhou Wen'an was about to lean against the head of the bed. When he heard this, he blinked and looked at the man with profound facial features in a distorted and rigid posture. at the screen.

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