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

In the past two days, Zhou Wen'an didn't dare to take the initiative to talk to Liang's father, and because the crew was busy, he left early and returned late.

But every day, Liang's father still sent it. He originally wanted to say that there was no need to deliver it when the weather was too cold, but seeing Liang's father's expression, he didn't dare to say it.

Or, he was also worried in his heart, if he said that, Liang's father would really not send him off or pick him up.

Then he will have to suffer even more.

Zhou Wen'an was also worried that Tonton could see the clues sensitively, and the time in the crew was getting longer and longer. He could have gone back earlier, but he also lingered and was unwilling to leave.

This day happened to be Huang Zefeng's assistant's birthday. Coincidentally, an assistant director surnamed Liu also had the same birthday.

Zhou Wen'an sent Liang's father to WeChat: "Liang's father, today the crew has a small party, I will go back by myself, please accompany me."

He waited for several minutes, but did not hear back. Thinking about the WeChat messages he sent before, Liang's father basically replied immediately, and now there was a slight delay, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

Zhou Wen'an had just packed his computer bag when the mobile phone that was put aside rang.

On the screen is a familiar name.

Zhou Wen'an was overjoyed, and immediately connected: "Papa Liang?"

"What party? With whom?"

Zhou Wenan heard his voice was lukewarm, even a little harsh, like a parent, he explained the situation softly, and made it clear who the birthday party was.Finally, he said obediently, "Father Liang, I'll be home soon."

"Don't drink."

Zhou Wenan heard that he still cared about him, so he said "yes", "I know, I don't drink. Then I will trouble Dad Liang to accompany me tonight."

"Ah."

Zhou Wen'an hung up after hearing his succinct words, and looked at the phone discouraged. He had tried very hard to appear warmer just now, but Father Liang didn't seem to have any feedback.

He thought that Father Liang was still as good to him as before, taking care of him every day, but...

It seemed that they couldn't get any closer.

Zhou Wen Anduo longed to lean in his arms, listen to the sound of his heart beating, and even wanted to act like a baby by his side, listening to him coaxing himself.

An assistant waved at Zhou Wen'an who was in a daze: "Mr. Zhou? Ze Feng said you should drive with us."

"Oh!" Zhou Wen'an quickly grabbed the computer bag, collected his emotions, and smiled at him: "Here we come."

The dinner was at a famous mutton-boiled restaurant near the crew, and the whole restaurant was covered.

Zhou Wen'an was sitting at the table of Director Chen, Deputy Director Liu, Huang Zefeng and others, as well as several actors and actresses. On the table was a large copper hot pot cooking mutton and other dishes. Lamb bone, a pot of mutton soup, and thick sliced ​​buns.

Huang Zefeng smiled: "Today has become a whole sheep banquet." He was kind, and he was young among these people. He politely asked Director Chen and the others to use the chopsticks first, and he picked a good piece of meat for Zhou Wen'an himself.

Zhou Wen'an thanked him softly. He didn't eat much mutton, but the roasted mutton had a light smell and heavy seasoning, which was more acceptable.

The grilled lamb rack is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and the smell of mutton is removed, and the taste is very delicious.

After tasting it, everyone praised the tenderness of the mutton used in this restaurant, and the skillful handling of mutton.

Naturally, you have to drink alcohol when you eat mutton, and it is still a good liquor.

Zhou Wen'an couldn't drink, so he refused several times, and drank plain water with some embarrassment.

However, the staff at other tables all took turns to try to persuade them to drink, as if they meant that they would not go home until they were drunk.

Looking at the noisy scene, Zhou Wen'an felt a little regretful, knowing that he shouldn't have come.

After three rounds of dishes, an uninvited guest came in from outside the restaurant.

Zhou Wen'an didn't pay attention at first, and was listening to Huang Zefeng with his head down. Suddenly, everyone was quiet, and when he looked up, he saw Liang's father standing not far away like Ling Lie's green pine.

After the silence, a burst of laughter erupted, and a familiar director's assistant shouted: "Brother Liang, are you worried about Mr. Zhou? Don't worry, no one here dares to let Mr. Zhou drink."

Zhou Wen'an blushed and was about to stand up, but saw him walking towards him indifferently.

Huang Zefeng also laughed, and almost jumped up to give Liang Sihan a seat: "Brother, you came just as we were talking about you. Teacher Zhou must have read you here."

Zhou Wenan lowered his eyes in embarrassment, and seeing a waiter bring dishes, he put them away for him, opened the disposable dishes and cups, and carefully poured hot water to rinse the chopsticks and cups.

Deputy Director Liu at the side saw this and nodded at him: "Mr. Zhou didn't wash himself very much just now, did he? Look, the two of them came here specially to show off their affection. Hey, I can't see it."

It was true that Zhou Wen'an hadn't washed it just now, and he himself didn't pay that much attention, but for some reason, seeing Liang Sihan's stern and dusty appearance, he unconsciously wanted to do so.He put his chopsticks away in embarrassment, and sat upright, unable to face the eyes of everyone.

Liang Sihan glanced at the bowls and dishes washed by the boiling water, picked up the wine bottle on the table, and handed it to the glass in front of Deputy Director Liu: "Director Liu, our Xiao Zhou has a thin skin, drink more and talk less ?”

When Zhou Wen'an heard him say "Our Xiao Zhou" in front of people outside, his heart was warm, and there were tears in his eyes.

He had been ignoring him for the past two days, and he thought that Father Liang didn't want him anymore.

"Brother Liang, don't dare to take that!" Assistant Director Liu immediately picked up the glass to meet the glass of wine, quickly took back the bottle, and poured it back for Liang Sihan, "Brother Liang, don't hurt me. You are my brother. "

With Liang Sihan's age and qualifications, only Chen Jianyun could hold back on today's occasion, and everyone else really wanted to call out brother.

Deputy Director Liu poured the wine, picked up the glass and toasted him: "Brother Liang, I respect you for this glass. We are all happy that you often come to our film crew. Director Chen, right?"

Chen Jianyun drank the mutton soup, but waved his hands with a smile.

Liang Sihan clinked glasses with Assistant Director Liu in a calm manner: "You're welcome."

Everyone saw that Liang Sihan drank the wine toasted by Deputy Director Liu, so they eagerly handed the cup to him.

Huang Zefeng started: "Senior Brother, the last time you played against me was very exciting when I think about it now, I respect you this toast, I hope I can have the opportunity to cooperate with you in the future. Just don't dislike my acting skills. "

He was very polite, and after clinking the cup, he got bored in, frowning so hot.

Everyone else applauded him.

Liang Sihan also drank, and took the initiative to pour water for him from the bottle: "Drink less, tomorrow is over?"

"Hey, yes." Huang Zefeng smiled, drank some hot water to calm down, "It's just that it's rare to eat at the same table with Senior Brother."

Liang Sihan respected Director Chen again, and they both drank.

Director Chen looked at him, then looked at Zhou Wen'an, who was silent and worried, and said to him, "We'll be here for a while. Why don't you take Xiao Zhou back first? Don't tell me to wait." .Anyway, you will come back next time after the finale, and we will have a drink at that time."

Chen Jianyun said so, and everyone else responded unanimously. Huang Zefeng blushed after drinking a cup, and he said with a smile: "Brother, you must come to the finale. I'll wait for you to drink."

Liang Sihan patted him on the shoulder, "Drink less." He said to everyone, "Then let's go first, everyone drink well."

Zhou Wen'an also nodded to everyone, and picked up the scarf on the back of the chair.He was held by father Liang and stood up, silently following his footsteps.

Surprisingly, instead of walking out the door immediately, he heard Liang's father walk to the corner and ask the waiter, "How much money have you paid for today's tables?"

The waiter shook his head and smiled: "Not yet, the wine is not finished yet."

Liang Sihan took out his card: "Calculate all the expenses first."

Zhou Wen'an was surprised, did Liang's father treat everyone to dinner?He looked up at him, pursed his lips, and used his eyes to trace the curve of his sharp side face without blinking.

The waiter returned the card and asked him to sign the bill by the way.

Seeing the five-digit number on the list, Zhou Wen'an stared silently.

When he was about to leave the restaurant, Zhou Wen'an saw the person in front of him stop suddenly. He raised his head and was about to speak, but saw Father Liang turned sideways, took the scarf in his hand and wrapped it around his neck.

At this moment, Zhou Wen'an's eyes immediately turned red, and he called him in a voice so thin that only the two of them could hear: "My husband..."

Liang Sihan asked indifferently, "Isn't your name Liang's father?"

Tie the scarf into a knot vigorously, and tighten it tightly as if venting anger.

"Well."

This scarf is so wide that the lower half of Zhou Wen'an's face is covered, leaving only his big eyes and a straight nose, making it a bit inconvenient to speak. He was about to pull it off with his hands when he was held tightly by Father Liang. Stop, grab and walk out of the restaurant door.

At night, the cold wind hit, the street lights were dim but miserable, Zhou Wen'an wondered if it was going to snow, and followed the man beside him closely.

He thought, what did Liang's father mean just now?Would he... would prefer to call himself "husband"?

Master Chen had already opened the car door, and the two sat in. Master Chen said, "Have you been drinking, sir? There is water in the car."

Liang Sihan responded with a faint "Yes".

Hearing this, Zhou Wen'an quickly tore off the scarf, and went to get the small mineral water bottle in the door compartment, but it was cold, so he stuffed it into his clothes without even thinking about it.

Liang Sihan noticed his movement, frowned, and quickly grabbed his hand: "What are you doing?"

Zhou Wen'an bulged his cheeks at him: "It's too cold, warm yourself up and drink."

Liang Sihan took the water bottle out of his arms, threw it in the storage compartment, and said seriously, "Sit down."

Zhou Wen'an hugged the scarf and sat silently aside. He noticed that the man beside him was leaning back on the back of the chair, looking very tired.

Father Liang drank at least five glasses of white wine just now. Although he didn't show any symptoms of drunkenness on his face, he should have some stamina.

Zhou Wen'an moved over a little, and asked in a soft voice as much as possible: "Husband? Is it uncomfortable?"

In the shadow of the dim streamer lights in the back row, Liang Sihan's face was like an oil painting endowed with rich ink and color, full of the charm of a mature man, and extremely handsome.

He didn't make a sound, Zhou Wenan glanced at it twice, then quickly turned to make a phone call.

He called Aunt Li at home: "Auntie? Please prepare some hangover soup now, sir is drinking."

The car was running extremely smoothly, and the interior was very quiet. Zhou Wen'an's words were very clear. He also cared about Tonton's situation, and when he learned that he was going to see Xiao Tuantuan, he said, "Auntie, then tell him not to stay here. Staying outside for too long, I'm afraid he'll catch a cold again."

After the instructions were finished, Zhou Wen'an hung up the phone, and saw that Liang's father was still leaning back, but staring at him with his eyes open.

There seemed to be scrutiny and consideration in those eyes, and there was even a hint of indifference.

Zhou Wen'an swallowed nervously, and asked in a low voice with some embarrassment: "Why... what's wrong?"

He was afraid of Father Liang's eyes, as if he was slowly dismembering him with his eyes while he was being placed on the operating table, and also as if a sword of Damocles was hanging above his head, about to fall down at any time and slash him with blood burst.

Liang Sihan sighed for a long time, then closed his eyes again without saying anything.

Zhou Wen'an felt extremely depressed, as if he had a heavy burden in his heart.

He was also very confused inside, no matter what was right or left, he was very anxious, but he didn't know what to do.

He turned his head and looked out the car window, trying to resist the urge to cry, otherwise he would definitely cry again.

Back home, Zhou Wen'an talked to Ton Ton. He smelled like hot boiled mutton just now, so he had to take a bath first.He bent down and rubbed the cute little baby: "Ton Ton, the big frog has been drinking, can you go to the restaurant to drink hangover soup with him?"

Ton Ton blinked his eyes and asked naively: "Okay. But why does the big frog drink alcohol?"

Zhou Wen'an explained: "Because I had dinner with Grandpa Chen and the others, I drank a little. Be good, go and accompany the big frog."

Ton Ton smiled and nodded: "Wait for Dad to wash Xiangxiang before hugging me!"

"Okay." Looking at his precious son, Zhou Wen'an felt warm in his heart. Seeing him wearing thick home cotton shoes and waddling like a little penguin when he ran, he was so cute.

He hurried upstairs to take a shower and wash his hair.

Ton Ton climbed onto the big frog's lap, and sure enough, he smelled alcohol on him, and fell back in disgust, pinching his little nose and exaggeratingly saying: "Dad, it smells so good."

Liang Sihan smiled, hugged his precious son tightly, and rubbed his cheek against his face: "Does it stink so much?"

Ton Ton pinched his nose and nodded, and said in a low voice, "Dad, hurry up and drink the soup. After drinking, go take a bath and wash yourself like Dad."

After he finished speaking, he kissed the big frog's face, and quickly ran to the ground: "Ton Ton is going to be smoked to death!"

Liang Sihan grabbed him by the back of the collar to prevent him from running away.

Ton Ton was like a landlubber, with his small arms swiping in the air, only to find that he was being held by the back of the collar by a big frog, and he put his hands on his hips angrily: "Daddy is bad!"

Liang Sihan stroked his hair: "Tong Ton, has your father gone to take a shower?"

"Yeah!" Tonton smiled, "Dad smells delicious after washing! I want to hug Dad to sleep."

After he finished speaking, he ran away in a hurry.

Liang Sihan looked at the hangover soup in front of him, the shadow of the lamp was shaking on the water surface, and the ripples rippled away layer by layer, and an evil fire suddenly arose in his heart.

He picked up the hangover soup and drank it down, threw the bowl on the table, pushed away the chair and went upstairs.

Zhou Wen'an washed it very carefully, and he was also afraid that the smell of hot pot would remain in his hair, which would make the whole house smell like this later.

Just after washing, when he walked out of the bathroom while wiping his hair, he saw the man in the living room standing up.

Liang Sihan's face became pale after drinking, and when he was serious, he looked fiercer and colder than usual.

Zhou Wen'an stopped wiping his hair, saw that Ton was looking over, and said to the silent man, "Father Liang, you should take a shower earlier." He walked away and said to Ton, "Honey, we Go to bed, okay? Dad will tell you a story."

"Okay." Tonton happily ran into his father's arms, sniffing the breath on his neck and shoulders, "Daddy smells so good, daddy, I want to kiss Xiao Zhizhi."

Zhou Wen'an immediately turned his face to the side: "Give me a kiss."

Tonton hugged his father's neck: "Oh! Daddy is so kind!" He pouted and rubbed against Xiaozhima, "Xiaozhima is good! Tonton likes you!"

When Liang Sihan entered the bathroom, he heard the little baby's mouth full of sweet words, and turned to look at the big boy with a slender and soft body, feeling resentful in his heart.

Zhou Wen'an coaxed Tonton to sleep on the bed, and saw that Liang's father was still using the computer in the living room.He bent down and kissed the warm ton baby, prepared himself mentally, and walked softly from the bedroom.

As soon as he closed the sliding door of the living room, he saw the man in front of the computer staring at him like a torch.

Zhou Wen'an's heart sank, he stepped forward bravely, and asked in a low voice: "Are you still busy?"

Liang Sihan saw that his face was soft at the moment, he looked away, and coughed lightly: "A behind-the-scenes video from a magazine."

Regarding the content about tons, Liang Sihan asked the people in the studio to review it first, and he checked it at the end, being extremely careful.

Zhou Wen'an stood by the table, lowered his eyes and asked, "Can I watch?"

Liang Sihan didn't make a sound.

Zhou Wenan went around the table, pulled his own chair and sat beside him with some reservations. Seeing Tonton laughing and playing on the screen, his mood softened instantly.

Liang Sihan saw him staring at the screen intently, as if he didn't exist at all.

Zhou Wen'an actually didn't know what to do. He looked at it for a while, then looked down at the hands on his knees: "Honey, can we have a chat?"

Before he finished speaking, he was dragged into his arms by the man, his eyes flickered, he looked at him uncomfortable, and called him softly: "Husband..."

Liang Sihan closed the computer, and the living room instantly became dark.

Zhou Wenan was picked up by him, hugged his shoulders a little at a loss, and asked in a low voice: "Are you going to bed? Husband, can you talk to me? Don't ignore me."

But there was still no response, and the body was put on the sofa.

Then he saw a tall figure walk to the sliding door and close the curtains, leaving the living room without even the last light.

Zhou Wen'an flinched on the sofa, and then a man leaned over him, he clung to his shoulders, and yelled, "Husband..."

"Did you come to hook me on purpose?"

Liang Sihan's voice was so cold that Zhou Wen'an immediately denied it: "Of course not, I'm just..."

Before Zhou Wen'an finished speaking, the man kissed his lips: "As you wish."

This was a kiss close to a storm, and Zhou Wen'an had no time to fight it, but fortunately, he didn't feel any pain or any discomfort, and he was still gentle amidst the intensity.

But after unraveling what happened, Zhou Wen'an was extremely devastated.He was so served by him with his lips and tongue that he flew once, and his consciousness collapsed, but he stopped abruptly.

Zhou Wen'an dragged his tears and begged: "No, can you give it to me?"

"Not good, I won't do it in the future." Liang Sihan helped him arrange his clothes slowly.

Zhou Wen'an was ashamed and angry, and said angrily: "Then I...don't want it anymore, you...you can't treat me like this."

But who knew that just after finishing speaking, another round of crazy torture started.

Zhou Wen'an thought drowsily: Why did it become like this?Who is this tormenting?

When it was over, Liang Sihan was going to rinse his mouth, but Zhou Wenan hugged his waist tightly: "Husband...husband..." His body was just convulsed, limp without any strength, but he still tightly circled him , don't tell him to go.

Listening to this sweet and alluring soft words, Liang Sihan felt a little better, at least he knew that he was tired of himself.

Seeing that he didn't leave immediately, Zhou Wen'an slowly moved himself into his arms, childishly raised his arms and placed them on his body, and felt so sad that he wanted to cry: "If you don't talk to me, tomorrow ...I won't be going home tomorrow..."

"You dare." Liang Sihan pinched the back of his neck and rubbed it lightly, "Don't talk nonsense."

Listening to what he said, Zhou Wen'an arched his chest again: "Then don't be so cold to me, okay?"

"It didn't cool you down."

Zhou Wen'an acted coquettishly in his arms: "It's cold, call me baby when it's good, and look at me with a knife when it's not."

It was cold and fierce, if he hadn't picked him up and cared about him these two days, he really thought he was not important, and he would die of grievance after thinking about it.

Liang Sihan picked him up, and the two of them faced each other, their faces could not be seen clearly in the darkness, but they could see the light in each other's eyes when they met each other. "Uncomfortable?"

"Hmm." Zhou Wenan tentatively kissed his chin and the corners of his lips, "Honey, I will discuss everything with you from now on, okay? I'll tell you what's on my mind, okay? This time I won't Good. But..."

He thought for a while, endured the shyness in his heart, and simply told him what was in his heart, "But husband, it's not that I don't like you, it's not that I don't love you."

That day in the ward, Liang's father asked him if he had ever loved him even a little bit.

Of course there is.

Zhou Wen'an pouted, and sucked his red lips intimately on his lower lip, and said softly, "Honey, don't equate these two things, okay?"

He thought of Liang's father's childhood, thought of his parents, and felt very sad for a moment, knowing that he must not be feeling well these two days.

He pulled up the blanket to wrap the two of them, and asked with some sobs: "Husband, have the three of us formed a small family now?"

Liang Sihan said: "Of course."

Zhou Wenan rubbed against the side of his neck: "Then each of us is very important. You are Tonton's father and my husband, and Tonton is our common treasure..."

His tears fell, and he would not be able to say such words normally, but now he understands that both of them need such words to cohere their relationship.

This is for Father Liang, but also for himself.

Liang Sihan held his wet face movingly, and kissed away his tears: "Baby, I'm sorry, I shouldn't be angry with you."

He also understood at this moment that he was obsessed with this matter, insisting on proving that he was important and needed.

But in fact, in the world of Xiao Zhou's father and Ton Ton, there is only himself and no one else.

The relationship between him and Xiao Zhou's father is becoming more and more harmonious. The days to come are still so long, and he has plenty of time to prove that they are the only lovers in this world who need each other.

Zhou Wen'an cried and shook his head, covered the two people's heads with a blanket, and hid them childishly.

He hugged his shoulders, and slowly whispered his heart into his ear: "Hubby, since you entered my heart, I have completely closed the door of my heart. There is only you in my heart, and there will only be you forever and ever."

The voice as light as a feather slid across Liang Sihan's ears like the sound of heaven, and he hugged the boy in his arms tightly like crazy, as if to confirm the real existence and mutual dependence of each other.

"Baby I love you."

"Honey, I love you too."

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