nine year itch

The three people in the living room also looked at each other.After a while, Mother Meng walked to the bathroom.

Youqing was crying silently by the sink, when he saw Mother Meng coming, he quickly opened the sink and washed the tears off his face with water.

"Ah, auntie." Youqing's face was dripping wet, and his eyes were also bright red.Seeing Youqing like this, Mother Meng felt sorry for the child.

Mother Meng took out a clean handkerchief, and gently wiped the moisture off Youqing's face, "Son, don't feel bad."

Mengmu's handkerchief smelled of warm sunshine, Youqing couldn't help thinking, this must be the smell of mother.

Meng's mother looked at Youqing lovingly, "No matter how hard it was before, our Youqing has grown into a young man now." Meng's mother took Youqing's hand and patted it comfortingly.

This kind voice, gentle strength, soothing rhythm, seems to be a mother coaxing a baby to sleep.

Youqing suddenly wanted to throw herself into the arms of this gentle and loving mother and cry aloud, telling how much she dreamed of looking for her mother in her childhood.

Youqing's tears couldn't help streaming down again, Meng's mother quickly hugged him distressedly, her hand still patted his back gently like coaxing a baby.Youqing leaned on her soft shoulders and began to cry.

Meng Chuan hurried over when he heard the voice, and seeing Youqing holding his mother crying bitterly, he quickly retreated and sat back on the sofa.

Father Meng also couldn't help sighing, "Hey, this child's life is really hard."

He didn't know how long he had been crying, but Youqing felt that he had wet Mengmu's shawl from crying, so he hurriedly stopped crying, and quickly let go of Mengmu.This is Meng Chuan's mother, not his own.

"Auntie, I'm sorry, I'll buy you another shawl." Youqing's nose was red, and her face was also discolored.

Mother Meng smiled kindly, "No need, just some salt water, I'll wash it off later."

"It's you, crying like a little cat, go to the bathroom and wash up." Mother Meng patted Youqing's shoulder lightly.

"Uh, uh." Youqing hurried to the bathroom.

After that, Mother Meng went upstairs and changed into a beige shawl, then went downstairs and walked back to the living room.The three chatted for a while, but Youqing didn't come over yet.Mother Meng patted Meng Chuan, "Go and see her."

"Okay." Meng Chuan quickly got up and went to the bathroom.

In fact, Youqing had already washed in the bathroom, but he felt that his behavior just now was so embarrassing that he was too embarrassed to go back to the living room.

"Youqing, haven't you washed it yet?" Meng Chuan knocked on the door.

Youqing hurriedly responded: "Horse, immediately."

Youqing hesitated for a while in the bathroom, and came back with her little face flushed.

He returned to the living room, and the other three looked at him amiably.Originally, he was not familiar with Meng Chuan's parents, but obviously because of the misunderstanding just now, the distance between the three of them has suddenly shortened a lot.

Mother Meng pulled Youqing to sit beside her, and said kindly, "Youqing, I discussed with your Uncle Meng just now. If you don't mind, I will recognize Uncle Meng Hua as your godfather, and Aunt Wenjun. Be your godmother."

Hearing this, Youqing felt as if a warm current poured into his heart, he blushed and said, "This, this is not appropriate."

Mother Meng said kindly, "What's wrong with this, we old couple like your child very much, and we both want to have more well-behaved and kind sons like you."

Father Meng's voice was rather serious at the moment, with a little more tenderness, "Yes, Youqing, you have parents from now on, and you also have an older brother."

Meng Chuan became anxious when he heard this, "Dad, don't mess with the mandarin ducks, I like Youqing, why do you want me to be his brother?"

Hearing Meng Chuan's words, Youqing's ears turned red.

Mother Meng glared at her son, and said softly: "Youqing, no matter what relationship you have with our Xiaochuan, you will be our son from now on, okay? Whether you two are together or not, we will always be yours. Godfather godmother."

These words seem to be like the warm sunshine in the cold winter, and the moist oasis in the desert, refilling the dry place called kinship in Youqing's life with a clear spring.

Youqing blushed and nodded gratefully to the elder, "Godfather, godmother."

"Hey." Father Meng and mother Meng smiled at each other and replied in unison.

Seeing that it was getting closer, Meng's father and mother were about to take a lunch break.Meng's mother has already cleared out a bedroom upstairs for Youqing in advance, which is next to Meng Chuan's bedroom.

After Youqing returned to the room to rest, Meng Chuan mysteriously took his mother back to his bedroom.

"Mom, what you said at noon today is very good, much better than my dad." Meng Chuan gave a thumbs up in satisfaction.

Mother Meng looked at her son with a smile, "It's not all for your future happiness."

"Well, it turned out that you recognized Youqing because of me, which made him know that he couldn't be sad." Meng Chuan pursed his mouth.

Mother Meng frowned slightly, "Hey, it's not all because of you. I really feel sorry for that child Youqing. She is fair and beautiful, innocent and kind, but it's a pity that life is too hard."

Meng Chuan couldn't help sighing, "Yes."

Mother Meng looked at her son warningly, "If you really get together in the future, you have to treat him well. If you fail Youqing, I will be the first to scold you."

Meng Chuan smiled bitterly, "I think, I don't even have a chance to let him down now."

Mother Meng asked, "Why isn't that child with you? I don't think he has a good relationship with you?"

Meng Chuan was too lazy to say, "Mom, don't worry about our young people's affairs, you can rest first."

Meng's mother wanted to continue asking, Meng Chuan had already helped her out of the bedroom and sent her back to the master bedroom of the old couple.

Youqing looked at the strange but warm little room, and lay down on the little bed with peace of mind.

It's great, it's a great day today.Suddenly, I have two more parents, and they are still such a pair of immortal couples that I yearn for.

On this strange little bed, Youqing dreamed of a wonderful childhood, and she slept between her parents just like other children.

During this afternoon nap, he slept extraordinarily sweetly and soundly.

Youqing was woken up by his mobile phone alarm at three o'clock. In fact, he wanted to sleep a little longer, but he planned to cook a big meal for the old man himself, so he could show his filial piety.He first ran to a nearby supermarket to do some shopping, and then started cooking at four o'clock.Meng Chuan also helped him.

"Meng Chuan, you go and sit down, I'll do it." Youqing massaged the marinated fish with his hands.

"Oh, let me show my filial piety, my own son is not filial." Meng Chuan was washing shallots in the pool next to him.

Busy until seven o'clock, all six dishes are ready.Meng's father and mother also came down to eat. Seeing the dishes on this table, Meng's mother was pleasantly surprised: "You Qing, did you cook all of them?"

Youqing nodded embarrassedly.

Meng Chuan on the side joked, "I also helped chop vegetables, so don't forget about me when you have Youqing."

Mother Meng teased: "I only have Youqing as a child in my mind now, and there will be no place for you in a while."

The four of them sat in the brightly lit little house and had a great time talking.Youqing chatted with them a lot about the customs and customs of Burqin, Xinjiang, and the three members of Meng Chuan's family found it quite interesting.

In the evening, Youqing took a shower and was about to go to bed when someone knocked on the door outside.Youqing opened the door and saw that it was Meng Chuan who was holding a glass of warm milk.

"Are you still used to sleeping here?" Meng Chuan walked into the room, put the milk on the bedside table, and sat on the chair in front of the desk.

Youqing nodded, "Well, it's good." Youqing sat back on the bed, took a few sips of the glass of milk and put it down.

Meng Chuan stared at Youqing who was drinking milk, his delicate and white Adam's apple rolled like a jade stone as he swallowed.After he finished drinking, there was still a trace of milky white liquid on the red and tender lips, which looked a little messy.

Meng Chuan walked to the bed, bent down and wiped the milk from the corner of his mouth with his fingers. Youqing also looked up at Meng Chuan. Meng Chuan was tall and mighty, full of pure masculine strength, but his eyes were full of Tenderness and lust/desire.

Youqing looked away unnaturally, stood up and walked to the window sill, then drew the curtains bewilderedly.

"Do I have to call you brother in the future?" Youqing joked nervously.

Meng Chuan walked to the window and hugged Youqing from behind, with a low and hoarse voice, "I don't want to be your brother, I want to be your man."

Youqing felt the hot body behind him and trembled uncontrollably. Meng Chuan kissed Youqing's ear and whispered softly, "Youqing, be my man."

Meng Chuan's body was strong and warm, and the way he kissed and touched him was also extremely gentle, as if he was treating a fragile treasure with care.

Youqing's body gradually became agitated, and he felt that he was about to fall into this tenderness and couldn't extricate himself.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew open the curtains.The moonlight outside the window was bright and clear, and he suddenly remembered that night in a foreign country, in the strange small house, on the narrow second floor, the night was as clear as today.

Meng Chuan felt that Youqing in his arms seemed to be a little dazed. He suddenly recalled the unhappy night between the two of them, and his body quickly cooled down.

But he still hugged Youqing gently and said: "Youqing, I won't force you, I will wait for you until you voluntarily."

Youqing turned around and hugged Meng Chuan, buried her face in his chest and whispered, "Thank you, Meng Chuan."

Meng Chuan stroked Youqing's head with his hand, and gently sniffed the fragrance in his hair.He was completely immersed in Youqing's active embrace, and his mind was full of pictures of the two of them living happily.

At this time, Youqing was holding Meng Chuan's shoulder tightly.The images in his mind were all of Gu Ze lying in the moonlight, saying to himself, "I know you want to look at me."

Youqing closed her eyes tightly, desperately trying to get this picture out of her mind.

The two hugged like this for a while, and Meng Chuan went back to the room, leaving Youqing alone by the window in a daze.

The next day, Mengchuan School called to say that something had happened. The Education Bureau made a surprise inspection and had doubts about their school qualifications and business scope, and ordered the temporary closure of classes for rectification.