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

, Ton Ton was a little disappointed at not being able to take pictures with Dad and the big frog, and when he slept in Dad's arms at night, he murmured, "Dad is so cute, why don't you take pictures?"

Zhou Wenan is always warmed by his precious son. He turned around and let Tonton lie down, while he leaned over to look at him, pointing his finger at the tip of his little nose: "Because Dad will be afraid of the camera, and he doesn't know how to smile when the time comes. alright."

Ton Ton Duduzui: "That's not it, Dad obviously looks good when he smiles when taking pictures."

He also gently poked the little sesame on his father's face with his little finger, "Dad is a big liar."

He now uses Polaroid to take small group photos of the family of three every day, how could he not know about his father's situation?

Zhou Wen'an moved closer to his face and played with him intimately: "That Ton was born by my father, isn't Ton just a little liar?"

"No!" Tonton pouted, laughed, and snorted softly, "Only Dad is a big liar, Tonton is not a small liar."

"Tons of bad."

Zhou Wenan turned over on the bed with his warm baby son in his arms, letting him lie in his arms, rubbing here and cuddling there.

Winter is here, and his tons of little treasures have turned into a small hand warmer again, which is great.

Ton Ton also felt that his father was very warm. He lay on his stomach comfortably and made a gurgling sound to show that he was very comfortable.

Zhou Wen'an held up his round face, and squeezed the fleshy faces together maliciously: "Tonton has become a pig."

"Gulu!" Tonton made a funny voice to make Dad happy.

Zhou Wen'an took tons of photos of "Little Pig" with his mobile phone and sent them to Father Liang.

Ton Ton said to the phone: "Dad, why don't you come back to sleep yet? Ton Ton wants to play with you for a while."

Not long after, Liang Sihan returned to the bedroom. Wearing a thin sweater and trousers, he went to bed and hugged Ton Ton and kissed his soft little cheek: "Miss Dad?"

After winter, it will inevitably cause tons of chapped and tender faces, and I will apply moisturizer every day, which has a milky and milky smell.

"Yeah!" Tonton nodded, fell into the arms of the big frog, and asked curiously, "What are you doing, Dad?"

Liang Sihan leaned against the head of the bed, held Xiao Zhou's father's white hand, hugged Ton with one hand and said, "Dad is working with the camera."

"Does Dad want to take a picture?"

"Dad wants to make a movie." Liang Sihan kissed his precious son, "Dad is a director just like Grandpa Chen, don't you think it's good?"

Having been an actor for so many years, he has thought about switching to a director countless times, but it seems that there has never been a suitable opportunity. Now that his life has undergone earth-shaking changes, his idea slowly surfaced again from the bottom of his heart.

Zhou Wen'an was also a little surprised when he heard it, but when he thought of the equipment in the room upstairs, he seemed to think it was a matter of course.It seems that it is not surprising that there are many well-known actors who play while being excellent and directing.

When Tonton heard what the big frog said, he naturally agreed excitedly, and said proactively: "Okay, Dad will be the director, and Tonton will be an actor for Dad."

Liang Sihan rubbed his soft cheeks: "Let your father be my screenwriter again, okay?"

Zhou Wen'an looked at the hand held by Liang's father, the palm was very warm, he thought, will there be such a day?Father Liang always draws big cakes for himself.

He listened to Ton Ton and Papa Liang continue to talk, and slowly lay down on his side, with his face on Papa Liang's arm, and listened quietly, letting their warm voices fill his world, his mind slowly emptied, and he became abnormal easy.

When Zhou Wen'an woke up again, he was hugged by Liang's father. He vaguely saw that Ton had fallen asleep, lying on the side obediently, with the small quilt covering him properly.

He lowered his head and whispered annoyedly, "Why did I fall asleep?"

Liang Sihan touched his forehead, he felt hot after waking up: "I'm too tired on the set."

He is well aware of Chen Jianyun's style, and he can make great progress by cooperating with him, but at the same time, he has to work several times harder to match his work pace.

At this moment, Zhou Wen'an was sitting blankly on the bed, his cheeks were slightly red, and his slightly bowed posture made the back of his fair neck show a very attractive arc. His slender figure and trance expression made him look fragile. beauty.

Liang Sihan glanced at Tonton who was sleeping soundly with some scruples, and picked up the silly little Zhou's father.

Zhou Wenan has always let him hug him around these days, and he has habitually reached out to wrap his arms around his neck and shoulders when he hugs him, but he realized that something was wrong: "Huh? where?"

Shouldn't you be sleeping now?

In fact, he couldn't go anywhere, and Liang Sihan couldn't carry him to a place other than the bedroom, after all, Ton slept on the bed alone.

Zhou Wen'an was carried to the sofa in the living room, and when the exposed skin on his lower back touched the leather sofa, he gasped for air and frowned slightly, but saw Father Liang hugging him again, and quickly pulled the sofa blanket over the sofa. under.

He was lying on the sofa, looking up at the condescending man, a little puzzled.

Liang Sihan closed the glass door of the living room, then took a quilt from the cloakroom and threw it on the carpet beside the sofa to open it.

When Zhou Wen'an saw him walking towards him again, he knew what he was going to do. He looked at the big bed with some embarrassment, and was about to speak, but he was forced to kiss him.

Liang Sihan thought while rubbing the tender skin of the person in his arms, platonic love may exist, but it can only exist between teenagers, and he is already in his 30s, so he is not into this kind of thing anymore.

Zhou Wen'an couldn't stand being kissed by him, and put his arms on his shoulders.

At this moment, he was still sitting on the sofa, while Liang's father was half kneeling beside the sofa, the posture of the two of them was weird.

When the two parted, Liang Sihan clearly saw moist water stains on the corners of his pink lips, rubbing his thumbs hard against the tenderness, almost trying to pinch it, realizing that he might cause him pain, and immediately Much lighter.

He slightly looked up at the big boy with blurred eyes in front of him, and from his pure and handsome face, he could easily find the tenderness between the brows.

Liang Sihan kissed the corner of his lips, the touch between his lips and teeth was so gentle, but his hands hugged the person on the sofa extremely hard.

There was a thick carpet on the floor and another quilt. Zhou Wen'an naturally didn't feel the pain, but he was a little dizzy, his heart was pounding, his eyelids trembled, and then slowly closed.

One kiss after another was like raindrops on a summer afternoon, simply and roughly falling down, making his mind dizzy and his whole body wet and hot.

Zhou Wen'an likes that his somewhat rough palms are not rubbed so gently.

The sense of reality is so strong that he shudders, and pain may be painful, but nothing is more important than the sense of reality.

At a certain moment, Zhou Wen'an suddenly opened his eyes, and pressed his restless hand: "I..." He showed a very bitter smile, "It will be very strange."

They had bathed together and slept together in the same bed for so long, but Zhou Wen'an still didn't dare to let him see it easily.

Maybe deep in his own heart, there is a very strange existence.

Liang Sihan held his hand and rubbed it gently to calm his emotions.

Zhou Wen'an slowly relaxed, but he didn't dare to look at him, feeling more uneasy than others.

Liang Sihan told him softly that he didn't know how to look, but just touched, so he shouldn't be nervous.

Zhou Wen'an closed his eyes tightly, and begged softly: "If...if you feel strange, I..."

His eyes were wet with discomfort, and he couldn't say anything else.

"Fool." Liang Sihan continued to ask him, "What's so strange?" He kissed away the hot tears from the corners of his eyes, and whispered in his ear, "Be good, baby, I'll be gentle."

"Well." Zhou Wen'an hugged his neck tightly with both arms, and threw himself into his arms desperately, like a sacrifice to the gods, completely letting go of everything in him.

Liang Sihan's fingers stroked gently and deftly, and Zhou Wen'an trembled.

When Liang Sihan touched the soft spot, he had actually seen it when Zhou Wenan was drunk. It was a white mass, but now it was also soft. A trace of doubt flashed in his heart, and he asked softly, "Do you feel it?" ?"

Zhou Wenan hugged him and shook his head, his whole body was red and hot, and whispered: "There is no way."

When tears fell down his face, Liang Sihan slowly wiped away his tears: "Baby, it's fine, I won't have any other thoughts, it's not surprising at all. Be good, don't cry."

Zhou Wen'an sobbed choked up, and muttered softly: "You lied to me again."

Aggrieved like a child.

Liang Sihan hugged him tightly, feeling extremely distressed, and softly comforted him: "I have never lied to you, and I will never lie to you in the future."

Following the movement of his fingers, Zhou Wen'an hummed slightly uncomfortable.

After more than ten minutes, Zhou Wen'an was a little confused, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Why is fingering so weird all the time?

He was so shy that he didn't know what to do, so he took the initiative to tear his clothes.

Liang Sihan grabbed his hand and stopped him with a suppressed voice: "Wait a minute, you will feel uncomfortable."

Fingertips are still dry, how could this be?

Seeing that he still felt a strong sense of discomfort, Liang Sihan asked, "Is it uncomfortable?"

Zhou Wen'an nodded, not knowing how to put it more appropriately, his face was blushing almost like bleeding, he didn't know where to put his eyes, and he didn't know what to think.

Liang Sihan asked in a low voice: "Before us, were you like this?"

Zhou Wen'an nodded again. In fact, his memory was a little fuzzy, and he couldn't describe the situation of that night in detail.

Liang Sihan knew that he couldn't speak directly, so he rubbed his cheek distressedly: "It hurts a lot, right?"

"It's okay." Zhou Wen'an avoided his eyes, "The doctor said that my...there is... narrower, and pain is a normal reaction."

He didn't want to continue talking, so he closed his eyes and begged in a low voice, "Shall we stop talking?"

Liang Sihan drank something he shouldn't have drunk that day, and was vague about some details. He held his cheek and asked, "Is it bleeding?"

Zhou Wen'an nodded, and couldn't stand him staring at him with this expression. He didn't really want to mention what happened that day, so he just stretched out his hand to pull his pants, wanting to help him: "I...can I use my hands?" He knew that Liang's father had been enduring it, and he had reacted several times before.

"No need." Liang Sihan kissed him, "There is no need to do this."

Zhou Wen'an felt strange, why the sudden interruption?

He didn't understand, and asked a little uncomfortable: "You... don't you want me?"

Liang Sihan felt even more distressed when he heard his aggrieved tone: "No, it's just that the baby is not ready yet, we can do it next time."

Zhou Wen'an stared innocently, restrained his embarrassment, and explained in a low voice: "I... I'm ready."

What else should I do to prepare?

Liang Sihan comforted: "I know, you are mentally prepared, but your body is not yet."

Just by saying this, he already has deep love for the person in his arms. At least in his heart, his father Xiao Zhou has made all the preparations to accept him.

"Huh?" Zhou Wen'an didn't understand, "Before... I didn't have any preparations before."

He spoke more and more quietly, as if he was praying for something, embarrassingly wishing he could disappear.

Liang Sihan closed his eyes, and said with some difficulty: "So it's bleeding."

"Is it because of this that you bleed?" Zhou Wen'an asked back, but he did remember that there was blood, and couldn't help but kept crying.

Later, he asked the doctor, and the doctor said that it was normal for the first time, and it would be fine if he did it a few more times in the future.

But he didn't have the chance to do it a few more times, so he didn't know that he had to prepare before doing it.

Zhou Wen'an remembered that he rarely wrote this kind of plot in the script. After all, he has no experience. Now that he thinks about it, it's a good thing he didn't write it, otherwise it must be very distorted.

Liang Sihan kissed his forehead, and gazed tenderly at the person in his arms: "Baby, try again in two days, there is no rush today."

"Aren't you uncomfortable?" Zhou Wen'an lowered his eyes, looked at his pants, and shyly withdrew his eyes, a little tangled.

Liang Sihan hugged him horizontally, and jokingly said, "I'm used to it."

Zhou Wen'an: ...

Zhou Wen'an has been very busy these past few days, the crew ran across the house, and Liang Sihan was responsible for taking care of tons of things.

He feels a little bit sorry, but now he doesn't have the ability and energy to completely balance work and life, so he can only temporarily hide under Father Liang's wings and accept his care.

About a week after what happened that night, Zhou Wen'an rested and had an unusually comfortable sleep.

Before Tonton and Liang's father got up, he was briefly awake, and Tonton told him to continue to sleep for a while, and he immediately fell asleep in a daze.

Zhou Wen'an came out of the bathroom slowly after washing up, stood in the living room and looked around, vaguely felt that something was different from before, frowned and studied it carefully.

He found that the sofa in the living room had changed from leather mixed velvet material to all short velvet material. It was still the same deep black color, and it would not be obvious if you didn't pay attention to it.

He was a little puzzled, could it be that the sofa was dirty in the past two days?But I didn't hear Tonton or Liang's father mention it.

It happened that Aunt Li knocked on the door to remind him to go down to eat.

Zhou Wen'an asked Aunt Li to come in, pointed to the sofa and asked, "Auntie, when was this sofa replaced?"

Aunt Li said: "I changed it a few days ago."

She smiled, "You may have been a little busy recently, so you didn't notice that it was changed at noon during the day. I heard from Mr. that it's cold and the leather is uncomfortable. I guess it must be a ton old who likes to jump around barefoot, It's getting cold."

Recalling something in Zhou Wen'an's mind, he said "oh" in embarrassment, and then echoed: "Well, Tonton likes to run around barefoot."

He rubbed the tip of his nose, then turned his head to look at the sofa, feeling a little ambiguous for no reason.

Not only has the sofa been replaced with soft fleece, but it has also been adjusted in length and width, making it larger and more comfortable than before.

Aunt Li pointed to both sides of the glass door between the living room and the bedroom: "Have you noticed this?"

She walked to the far right of the glass sliding door, opened a button, and the thin curtains slowly closed.

"You have to work at night, there is a curtain so it won't affect Ton's sleep."

Zhou Wen'an really didn't notice that curtains were installed behind the glass door.

With that sofa, he was a little embarrassed to stay in front of Aunt Li.

He pretended to be calm and asked: "Aunt... Aunt, what about Ton and them?"

Aunt Li said: "I'm playing in the garden, and I went for a run in the morning."

Zhou Wen'an nodded: "Well, then I'll go have breakfast later."

Well, it might be early lunch.

Aunt Li went downstairs to prepare first.

Zhou Wenan faced the warm sun in late autumn, squinted his eyes and walked into the balcony of the bedroom. He saw Tonton and Dad Liang sitting in the garden on a swing. good.

He leaned on the railing, quietly admiring the backs of the father and son, and only wanted to smile happily.

But when he turned around and entered the bedroom and saw the brand new sofa from a distance, Zhou Wenan thought, since that time, he hadn’t had such in-depth communication with Liang’s father, and he also hugged and kissed, but they all went to the end, of course, he was too busy reasons exist.

Could it be that Liang's father didn't continue because he was afraid that he would feel uncomfortable?

Zhou Wen'an frowned, thinking about going to the hospital?

But today he is going to accompany Ton Ton and Papa Liang to shoot costumes.

When going downstairs, Zhou Wen'an heard the sound of Tonton bouncing around, and after a while, his rosy face appeared in front of him with a smile. It was his baby Tonton who was always happy and smiling.

He bent down and stretched out his hand, and Tonton jumped over happily.

"Daddy slept well?" Tonton rubbed his dad's little sesame, kissing and kissing happily, "Daddy is so soft."

Since he was a child, he has especially liked the smell of his father's body. It is fragrant and warm, which makes him feel at ease.

Liang Sihan walked forward slowly, rubbed his two little heads: "Okay, let your father eat."

He picked up Tonton, "Tonton also go to drink some water."

A family of three walked into the restaurant, and seeing the sumptuous breakfast on the table, Tonton acted like a baby to the big frog: "Dad, Tonton's little belly is also hungry." After speaking, he pouted his little mouth and looked at the big frog with pitiful eyes .

Liang Sihan pinched him and pouted the little duck's mouth: "Eat less, there are other delicious things for lunch."

He made an appointment with the brand side to look at the clothes in the morning and shoot in the afternoon. The brand side was very polite and invited them to dinner at a famous Italian restaurant in the city.

With the permission of the big frog, Tonton happily sat in the small chair and had breakfast with his father.

Zhou Wen'an was worried earlier that this little kid would be too naughty after being loved, but now it seems to be okay, he is still so sensible and cute.

He picked up the osmanthus candied lotus root from his plate and fed it to his precious son: "Is the candied lotus root made by Aunt Li delicious?"

Tonton chewed with his mouth closed, and smiled so deliciously that he frowned and said after swallowing, "I still want to eat tomorrow."

Aunt Li came out and promised: "Tomorrow I will do it for Ton Ton."

Ton Ton said with a smile: "Thank you, Auntie!" While speaking, he reached for the milk glass that Aunt Li handed over.

Zhou Wen'an thought, what does this sweet mouth look like?He quietly looked at the silent mature man, him?

He suddenly remembered, extremely inappropriately, that when the two were intimate, he always affectionately called himself "baby".

Zhou Wen'an hurriedly stopped his wild thoughts, but was caught by Ton: "Dad, why are you blushing?"

Zhou Wen'an stuffed a small bun into his mouth: "Tong Ton, don't talk while eating."