a mistake

Cheng Jingming has no news other than a few occasional messages.

After a week like this, Cheng Jingming finally returned home on a cloudy and rainy morning.He looked tired, but relaxed.He quietly ran into the bedroom, pushed the door lightly and went in. Fang Nancuo was lying on the bed sleeping, maybe because he felt hot, one of his feet stuck out the quilt, revealing a white and slender ankle.

Cheng Jingming jumped to the side of the bed as a prank, and hugged Fang Nancuo.

Fang Nancuo was taken aback at first, but he calmed down when he found out that it was Cheng Jingming. He couldn't breathe from being hugged by Cheng Jingming, so he could only pat Cheng Jingming's arm lightly: "Take it easy."

Cheng Jingming whispered in his ear, "Do you miss me?"

"I don't want to." Fang Nancuo said deliberately.

"Then I have to remind you." Cheng Jingming said while reaching out to unbutton Fang Nancuo's chest...

It was already two o'clock in the afternoon when Fang Nancuo opened his eyes again. The two of them washed up and went downstairs to have lunch. In fact, this time is really not lunch.

"Why do I think you've lost weight?" Cheng Jingming handed the chicken nuggets to Fang Nancuo, "Did you miss me?"

Fang Nancuo didn't deny it: "Are you doing well in America?"

Cheng Jingming was stunned for a while, and then said: "It's okay."

"Oh." Fang Nan thought about it wrongly, but decided not to ask Cheng Jingming what he was doing in America.

"The art museum is going to open at the end of March. We've been busy recently." Cheng Jingming saw that Fang Nan made a mistake not to ask him anymore, so he changed the subject.

"How can I help? I don't know art."

"Publicity, the layout of the venue, and the adjustment of the booths of those paintings. I want to hear your opinion."

Cheng Jingming said excitedly, "I even brought you a gift."

"Oh." Fang Nancuo didn't show much excitement.

"Don't you guess what it is?"

"What did you buy?" Fang Nancuo raised his head and put down his chopsticks, looking at the cheerful man in front of him and asked.

"Are you unhappy?"

Fang Nan misunderstood that Cheng Jingming still didn't want to say what was going on with him these days, so he could only hold back the words that came to his lips: "What did you buy?"

Cheng Jingming walked excitedly to the living room and picked up the velvet box on the coffee table.Then he went back to the dining room and sat down before slowly opening the box. Inside was a string of wooden bracelets, the wood was very moist, with black and white beads strung in the middle and the pendant.

"Is this for me?" Fang Nancuo was a little taken aback. In his impression, Cheng Jingming was not a bracelet player.

Cheng Jingming took the string out of the box, and raised Fang Nancuo's left wrist to help him put it on. He said seriously, "Do you like it?"

Fang Nan nodded wrongly: "Is it very expensive?"

Cheng Jingming took his hands together, sighed and said: "This thing is valuable, but I value its meaning more. It is said that this bracelet will send you back to the person you love, even if you fly thousands of miles and travel through thousands of years .”

"However, this is too expensive."

"I don't want to be with you for a day. If we are separated in the future, let this bracelet bring you back, okay?"

Fang Nan was stunned for a moment: "How did you mention this?"

Cheng Jingming smiled and patted Fang Nancuo on the head: "I cherish you, love you, and want to be with you forever."

Fang Nan smiled, "Then I'll wear it."

Cheng Jingming let go of his hand proudly, and continued: "Then you come home with me next week."

"go home?"

"Well, my father's house. Even if I officially meet the parents."

"I'm not going." Fang Nancuo remembered Cheng Junhai's gentle and indifferent attitude, and he was shy, so it would still be awkward to meet again.

"No, no. My dad and I have already made an agreement. We have been together on and off for more than two years. I can't give you a title and I won't take you to meet your parents. Then I'm not too scumbag?"

Fang Nancuo hastily explained: "It's not like that, I'm just nervous."

"My dad is okay. Let him talk when he talks. In fact, my dad has a good impression of you."

Fang Nancuo could only agree.

Seeing that Fang Nancuo agreed, Cheng Jingming immediately asked Assistant Huang to prepare various supplements. When the weekend came, he couldn't wait to take Fang Nancuo to his father's house.

Cheng Junhai's villa is a 6-storey building with a combination of Chinese and Western styles, with two gardens at the front and back.Located in the bustling area in the center of Youcheng, with such a view, the strength of the Cheng family cannot be underestimated.

As soon as Fang Nancuo and Cheng Jingming entered the gate, they were immediately attracted by the carved screen wall in the garden.

"My dad is a little superstitious." Cheng Jingming whispered.

The two of them followed the nanny into the house. The living room was decorated in a gray ink style, grand and simple, which fit Cheng Junhai's personality very well.

Cheng Junhai got up from the sofa, nodded and smiled at the two of them: "Are you here? Sit down."

Fang Nancuo sat down slowly next to Cheng Jingming.

"Xiao Fang, don't be cautious, this is my home."

"Thank you, Uncle." Fang Nancuo said hastily.

Cheng Junhai nodded, with a standard parental-like earnestness: "I don't object to the two of you being together. After all, I'm not an old fashioned person. It's just that the two of you can be together well."

Cheng Jingming hurriedly said, "We are doing well."

"I really never thought that Jingming would lead someone home."

Fang Nan smiled mischievously.

"Xiao Fang, I didn't prepare any gifts when I came home for the first time. Let Jingming buy whatever you like."

"Thank you, Uncle." Fang Nancuo didn't need anything, but felt it was impolite to refuse Cheng Junhai hastily.

"I like you quite a bit, Qian Cheng Jun paused, and continued: "You can also have a child, and our Cheng family will not treat this child badly. "

Fang Nancuo was taken aback by the sudden words, he turned his face to ask Cheng Jingming to help him out.

Cheng Jingming squeezed his hand secretly, and said to Cheng Junhai nonchalantly: "Let's decide for ourselves, Xiaofang is still young."

"It is precisely because he followed you at a young age that you should consider Xiaofang more." Cheng Junhai's expression became a little serious.

"Got it, got it, Dad. Let's eat." Cheng Jingming stood up and urged.

Cheng Junhai shook his head slightly, got up and went to the restaurant for dinner with the two of them.

Lunch was a large table of Chinese food carefully prepared. Cheng Junhai sat in the middle of the table and occasionally asked Fang Nancuo some questions.

Fang Nancuo answered the questions cautiously, feeling more nervous than an interview.

After lunch, the two bid farewell to Cheng Junhai and went home by car.

Fang Nancuo couldn't help but asked Cheng Jingming in a low voice, "Will you choose a surrogate?"

Cheng Jingming was stunned for a while, then said, "Didn't I say wait for human clones?"

Fang Nan made a mistake and didn't speak anymore, suddenly a kind of worry appeared in his heart.