hi don't run

Song Xinye hung up the phone, turned his head to look at the environment in the house, went to the bathroom and unscrewed the hot water pipe, and it took a long time for the water to come out.

He sneezed, raised his hand to pinch his forehead, took off his clothes, and took a shower.

The conditions of this place are just like this. The hotel I found looks quite big, otherwise it would be impossible to take a hot bath.

It's impossible to take a bath like at home, so I can only take the shampoo in the hot water, pour it on my head, rub it, the foam will wash down with the water and carry it on my shoulder, slippery Liuliu just acted as a bath liquid and even washed his body clean.

After rinsing and wiping off the water stains on his body, he had already sneezed several times and his head was dizzy, which was obviously a symptom of a cold.

He opened the door lock and left a gap, turned around and went to the bed, pulled the quilt over his body, and lay there in a daze, waiting for Zhang Mao to come.

Zhang Mao walked around the train station to find the hotel Song Xinye mentioned, and then went upstairs to find him.

Glancing at the open door, he knocked, "Xinye?"

"Yeah." Song Xinye was just dizzy, he answered in a daze, turned over and buried his face in the quilt, half-opening his eyes to see Zhang Mao who entered the door.

Zhang Mao locked the door, came in and saw Song Xinye's appearance, he was stunned for a moment and hurried over, reached out and touched his forehead, Song Xinye tilted his head to avoid his touch.

"Do not touch me."

His voice was a little hoarse and dry, showing how uncomfortable he was at the moment.

Zhang Mao was stunned for a moment, pursed his lips and sat on the empty bed beside him, looked at his flushed face and asked worriedly: "Shall I buy medicine for you?"

Song Xinye ignored him, and uncommonly lost his temper at Zhang.

He was very wronged in his heart, he was devoted to Zhang Mao, even though he had tossed and froze before, but since he was with Zhang Mao, he has always done his duty and obeyed Zhang Mao's words.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, and he had to accept Zhang Mao's words just now. What does it mean to pester him?Is it wrong for me to like him?

Seeing that Han Mo and Shao Wenfeng are so affectionate, seeing Qin Rui and his brother being so affectionate, but he is giving unilaterally, even though he has slept with him, but he always feels that Zhang Mao doesn't have him in his heart, just like playing a game with him, He was just a child who was playing tricks on him and begging for sweets, so he could easily perfuse himself.

When I think about it, I give myself two pieces of candy, and when I'm in a bad mood, I leave it aside and ignore it.

He was very unhappy.

Zhang Mao could feel his dissatisfaction, but there were some words that he couldn't understand.

I can only explain what happened just now, at least let Song Xinye stop making trouble with him.

"I told my parents about the two of us on New Year's Day, but the old man and the lady were very resistant and just didn't agree.

I have been communicating with them for the past two days, but..." Zhang Mao pursed his lips, stood up and poured a glass of water for Song Xinye, and put the water glass on the small cabinet beside him, he reached out and took the soft pillow on the empty bed, Pull up Song Xinye and let him sit back.

Song Xinye took a sip of the water to moisten his throat, glanced at him, then lowered his eyes and stopped looking at him.

"Did you agree to their request before you told me to break up?"

"I didn't want to break up with you. I borrowed your phone in the morning and my mother snatched it from me and locked me in the house. Didn't you realize that the numbers I called you were all public phones? Throw the mobile phone in the pit."

Zhang Mao took out the mobile phone card from his pocket and showed him. Seeing that his face turned slightly better, he smiled wryly and shook his head. He leaned over and sat sideways beside him. He lay on Song Xinye's chest with a crooked body, and looked up at the man. With a stubbled chin, I reached out to touch it and pouted, "I'm sorry, if I don't call you in front of my mother, she won't let me go out."

Song Xinye couldn't help being taken aback when he saw his appearance, shrunk his neck in fear of tickle, pouted, "I'm sad."

Zhang Mao leaned over and kissed his lips with a smile, put his arms around his waist, rubbed his cheeks and muttered, "I'm so tired, Xinye, let's have a baby when we go back, my mother and the others The objection to us being together is just because two men can't have children together, heh, rural people don't understand this at all."

Song Xinye raised his hand to rub his hair, let his cool face stick to his hot chest, and took a deep breath.

He could hear clearly what Zhang Mao said just now, if it wasn't for the fact that his body was weak and weak due to the fever, he would definitely press Zhang Mao for [-] rounds and shoot all his children and grandchildren into him.

Son, although he doesn't particularly like soft and tender little guys, he is still very envious when he sees that his brother and Han Mo both have babies.

Now that Zhang Mao told him that he was going to have a baby, even though it was to get his parents to agree to their relationship, he was still very excited and happy.

"Maomao, do you really want to give birth to me?"

Zhang Mao pursed his lips and hummed.

"I wanted to give birth to you because I wanted to be with you, not to get my parents to agree." How could he not know what Song Xinye thought, but he knew his original intention. If he didn't really like Song Xinye, How could you say this.

Song Xinye nodded again and again, and sighed contentedly with his arms around Zhang Mao. Although he didn't see his future father-in-law and mother-in-law this time, it was enough to get Zhang Mao's words. In his heart, it was more useful than anything else.

Zhang Mao hadn't had a good rest these days, and Song Xinye had a fever and was drowsy. The two of them were on a single bed covered with quilts, hugged each other and fell asleep after a while.

Han Mo and Shao Wenfeng went shopping, and bought a lot of things, and the little one also bought some new clothes.

Wearing a red fox face hat and a fluffy red padded jacket, Han Mo also bought a pair of fur trousers with a fox tail for the little baby. The little guy lay on the coral velvet carpet with his butt pouted The big tail dangled back and forth as he twisted his buttocks.

"Oh, grandma's eldest grandson is really white and chubby, just like a New Year's picture doll." Aunt Jiang was holding a drum to attract his attention, and the four adults sat on the four corners of the blanket, holding All kinds of musical toys attract him.

"Ah, uh..." The little baby sat down on the blanket, stretched out his little meaty hand and took two bites in his mouth, turned his head to look at Aunt Jiang, and moaned with a pink face.

Obviously, he didn't like the drums Granny was holding.

He tilted his head and glanced at the colorful musical crab held by Father Han. His feet were raised, his body bent, his whole soft body bowed like a big shrimp, and his two small hands were holding two small crabs. Meat feet, pinch pinch pinch.

Apparently he doesn't like crabs either.

Father Han was a little frustrated, his grandson didn't like him.

Han Mo laughed, and pressed the button of the small piano in his hand. The little baby must have turned his head immediately when he saw the sound of ding ding ding, and looked at the piano in Han Mo's hand, showing no interest.

Lifting his little head and letting go of the hand holding his little feet, he saw Han Mo at first glance, giggled several times, drooled from the corners of his mouth, pouted his butt tremblingly, and pushed his two little fat legs against him. The floor, with his hands on the ground, it was obvious that he wanted to stand up.

Shao Wenfeng raised his eyebrows, and stretched out his hand to help him, but Han Mo stopped him and shook his head, and said: "If he wants to stand now, let him stand by himself. In the past few days, he should exercise and let him use his strength. Always hug him I can't do it, when I grow up, my legs will be weak and I will have no strength."

The little baby groaned twice and was very unhappy. He swayed with his buttocks for a long time until he was tired and wheezed, and finally gave up, and sat back on the ground with his buttocks.

Thanks to the thick blanket, the little baby has a lot of meat on his butt, otherwise the strength of the sitting down would probably make the little guy cry.

Now it's almost time to cry without the pain from the fall, the little baby squinted his mouth, sniffed and sniffed, and wanted to raise his head and howl.

Han Mo rolled his eyes and snorted, "Don't cry!"

In the little baby's memory, the father has always been gentle and gentle, only the eldest father would stare at him, so Han Mo staring at him is not afraid at all.

He also patted the little meaty hand to say that it is very good, and his father has a good momentum.

When Han Mo saw that he was not afraid of him at all, he was a little depressed, turned his head and stared at Shao Wenfeng, his son was not afraid of himself but him, feeling unbalanced.

The little baby didn't want to cry anymore, he couldn't stand up anyway, so he crawled to Han Mo's side with his butt pouted, held his arm, and crawled tremblingly, ah!stood up.

Han Mo was very happy to see that he knew how to help him stand up, the little guy is very smart.

Holding his butt to let the little guy jump in front of me, although Xiaojia has not left the ground, but the little guy is very happy, and the two little fat legs are stretching and shrinking for exercise.

"Daddy, Daddy." The little baby was happy, with a sweet mouth, and happily watched Han Mo's little milk calling him Daddy, which made Papa Han and Aunt Jiang envious.

Usually they also taught the little baby a lot, let him call grandpa and grandma, but every time they brought all kinds of food he likes to coax him to speak, unfortunately every time he was cheated by the little guy, the grandpa and grandma didn't call out Pass.

"Momo, are you hungry?" Shao Wenfeng pricked a piece of dragon fruit with a toothpick and fed it to his mouth. Seeing his son leaning over to eat with his mouth open, he also fed a small piece to the little baby.

Han Mo nodded, and held the little baby in his arms to let him rest for a while.

"Dad, Mom, let's go out to eat. When I came back just now, I reserved a seat at the hot pot restaurant downstairs." Although Aunt Jiang's cooking is very good, but the old lady is also old, and she always cooks like a nanny. I feel a little sorry.

Aunt Jiang obviously knew what Han Mo meant, she nodded and got up and went back to the room to change clothes.It just so happened that Han Mo bought her new clothes today, so she can go out to eat in them.

Shao Wenfeng and Han Mo went back to the house to change their clothes, and after tidying up, Father Han and Aunt Jiang also came out of the bedroom.

Shao Wenfeng walked with Han Mo with the baby in his arms, and the old couple followed behind them, smiling.

The whole family gathered around the round table to eat steaming hot pot. The little baby chewed and swallowed the egg yolk that Han Mo fed him, and then opened his mouth to take another bite of tender shrimp meat.

"Hmm~" With a pouty face, the little baby raised his face, reached out and grabbed the cucumber sticks and stuffed them into his mouth.

Han Mo didn't care about him, anyway, the little guy's teeth have grown, so it doesn't matter if he eats cucumbers, he will spit them out if he can't chew them.

"By the way, I'm going to work the day after tomorrow. Did your company give us any cooperation points for the New Year?" Han Mo picked up some beef and soaked it in a bowl of vinegar. He turned his head to look at Shao Wenfeng and raised his eyebrows.

Shao Wenfeng helped him boil a lot of fish balls and shrimp balls from the pot, and put them in his bowl, "It's a little work, do you want to try it?"

The small work in the man's mouth is not a small job for Zhang Mao's company, and Han Mo knew it in his heart. He nodded and was about to speak when he was interrupted.

"Mr. Shao, what a coincidence, you brought your family here for dinner too?"

Han Mo turned to look and frowned.

He knew this person and had worked with him before.

"It turns out Director Han is here, what a coincidence, what a coincidence." The man was standing behind Han Mo, he didn't see him just now, only saw Shao Wenfeng.

"This is uncle and aunt. I am the boss of Dahua Timber. My surname is Sun..."

"Are you okay? If you're okay, take your people away." Han Mo turned cold and glared at the woman standing next to Boss Sun.

What to look at, and then look at the eyeballs and I will poke you blind with chopsticks.

"...Uh..." Boss Sun didn't expect that Han Mo would not give him any face, so he could only laugh and look at Shao Wenfeng in embarrassment.

Shao Wenfeng raised his eyebrows and watched him wave his hands.

"Let's go, don't delay our family's dinner." Although he has some business cooperation with Boss Sun, Shao Wenfeng has always been a cold face to outsiders.

Boss Sun hurriedly nodded and left, dragging the woman away by the way.

Han Mo sneered, took some fish and fed it to the little baby, and snorted, "Wherever I go, I'll be messed with."

Shao Wenfeng laughed, shook his head and raised his hand to pinch his buttocks, causing Han Mo to blush and turn his head to stare at him.

"Momo, don't you eat these sour?" Aunt Jiang looked at Han Mo's bowl of vinegar and frowned.

She had observed Han Mo's food since eating, and saw that he had already eaten less than half a bowl of vinegar, and was a little worried that his stomach would be uncomfortable.

Father Han raised his eyebrows and pointed to Han Mo's bowl, "Go to the hospital for an examination in a few days, you might be pregnant again."

Han Mo pouted, picked out the mushrooms from the plate and put them on Shao Wenfeng's plate, "I want to vomit."

"Don't you like to eat mushrooms?" Shao Wenfeng tilted his head to look at him. Seeing that his expression was not very good, he quickly raised his hand to touch his face, "What's wrong?"

Han Mo frowned, and slowly shook his head, "Hmm... I felt like I was going to vomit just now, but I'm fine now."

After bowing his head and eating two mouthfuls of vegetables, Han Mo turned his face and continued to feed the little baby.

"I... um..." Before she could say a word, she covered her mouth and widened her eyes, then stood up and ran to the bathroom.

"This must be pregnant, I'll go and have a look." Aunt Jiang hurriedly stood up, but was stopped by Shao Wenfeng.

"Mom, can you enter the men's room?" Shaking his head, he stood up and went to see what was going on with Han Mo himself.