Quietly giving birth to a cub to amaze his father

When Cong Ru got into the car, he saw the book "The Mystery of the Human Body" again suddenly, and felt that He Songyu's recent behavior was prying at the edge of his taboo.

"Can you stop scaring my students all the time."

As soon as He Songyu came, no one who was three meters away from him would avoid him.The more he thought about it, the more he found it funny, "Do you want face?" What are you doing to scare Lin Chao and Rong Ge?

He threw the book behind him, dead arrogant.

He Songyu leaned over to help him fasten his seat belt. The two of them were very close. "You have an appointment for a checkup."

"That wasn't today either."

He Songyu: "Waste time."

Cong Ru: "Damn it, don't come here. They are my students. If they come to me for anything, I will come no matter whether I check it or not. You must let the parents hear what you say. Why do you still want to destroy my job? If you destroy me, you will support me." ah."

He Songyu said "hmm".

Cong Ru gave him a middle finger, but before he could say anything, his fingertips became hot, Cong Ru was startled by He Songyu's movement, those cold eyes ignited flames, making his whole body numb and scalp tense tight.

"Why is it sweet?"

He Songyu pretended to be a serious person, and spat out his fingers. His every move was like putting a basin of snow foam on the head of the fire-breathing dragon. .

Sweet, what sweet, he twisted a piece of the little dessert brought to him by the student and ate it.

"Mr. Cong, why are you sitting here alone?"

After eating, Sanchun found Congru in Xiaoqi, he came to this place for the first time, he didn't expect that Ming Zi An was still a little country gentleman before.

This kind of ancient, exquisite and well-preserved ancient house is rare. It has a strong Jiangnan style, and the value behind it is considerable.

Cong Ru was sitting in the bright yard that was said to be the ancestor of the Ming family in the past, next to it was the eaves of the lush forest of bitter bamboo, and the bright lanterns shrouded the area in a halo of light. "It's beautiful here, are you still drinking?"

Sanchun nodded, and pulled a small bench, unlike a new mother, she sat down next to Cong Ru with a shy smile.

"You're not cold." Cong Ru looked at her funny.

Sanchun: "It's a little bit, Mr. Cong."

Cong Ru: "It's not cold, the smell of wine inside is too strong, I'll come out to get some air."

Sanchun: "Mr. Cong, are you arguing with Mr. He?"

Several times at the dinner table, He Songyu served Cong Ru food, but he stopped him back. The atmosphere between the two of them was not only peaceful, but also tense like a string.

Sanchun looked at him softly. After giving birth to a child, the radiance of motherhood in this girl became stronger. Sometimes Cong Ru felt that in her eyes, she should be no different from her newborn son.He hooked his lips and said, "No, he told you?"

Sanchun: "No, I can tell by myself that Mr. He doesn't talk about his personal affairs. There is no quarrel, so are you guys having a fight?"

A warm halo shone on Cong Ru's face, the thin down hair was shining, and the eyelashes on the eyelids cast a small shadow. His eyes narrowed, as if he had been stabbed after staring at the light source for a long time, and then the corners of his mouth pulled Kai, said relaxedly: "Yeah, he is too annoying."

Sanchun propped his chin up and looked at the light source like him. In the cold night, moths circled around the light source to keep warm and refused to leave, fluttering their thin wings.Then he felt a little coldness on his face, "What is this?"

With one hand, he pulled Cong Ru up from the chair beside her, "It's snowing." He Songyu, who smelled faintly of wine, took a hot water bottle in his hand and stuffed it into Cong Ru's arms for him to carry.

"What day is it today?" Cong Ru didn't push him away after being stunned, saying that he hated the smell of wine inside, but he could smell the fragrance on He Songyu's body.

He Songyu: "Winter Solstice."

It's the winter solstice.

Cong Ru raised his head, how did he spend the previous winters, the thin first snow fell overnight, he indulged in sensuality, at this time in previous years, he should have made an appointment to drink with his brother, in the bar or on the bed in the hotel.

It won't be like it is now, Sanchun Niaoxun hid under the eaves, leaned against the pillar, covered his mouth, looked at him and He Songyu with a smile, not far away was Ming Zi'an and his banquet guests, drinking and punching, making a lot of noise , endlessly.

This was brought to him by He Songyu who once made him resist and hate.

The man patted the snowflakes off his hair, supported his shoulders, "Go in."

The people in the house also ran out to watch the snow. Seeing them coming back, Ming Zian rubbed Sanchun's hands and said, "Damn, the snow fell too timely. I just lit the stove in the house, come in and sit down. The room gets warmer after you go out, Chang Xing and the others ask if you want to play cards, hey, Cong Ru, do you want to play cards?"

He Songyu must have drank a lot, his breath smelled of alcohol, he looked at him, "Do you want to go back?"

Ming Zi'an: "It's so early, you're back? You said you were playing mahjong."

He Songyu didn't care about him, only Cong Ru with a more plump face in his eyes, his stomach was hidden in a thick sweater, the light-colored scarf and thin short coat just made his stomach look a little bit radians.He has broad shoulders and a tall stature. Others will only think that he is due to the change of seasons, and he just eats too much in winter.

Cong Ru knew that He Songyu was looking at him, and he couldn't stand this look, it was so tender, he always felt that he was going to be drowned in it, like a trap dug for him, once he fell into it, he couldn't get out.

He was a little apprehensive, just like his recent quarrel with He Songyu. He felt that their relationship was too close, and they had gradually exceeded the scope of the so-called gun-friends.

So he deliberately quarreled with He Songyu, lost his temper, and spoke in a strange way.

He was thinking about how to end this relationship that had developed inconceivably from the beginning.

And he is pregnant with a child, the child has half of his blood genes, after the birth, the relationship between the two of them is even less likely to be like that of the previous gun-friends.

When he gave birth to a child, would He Songyu call him a monster and find him disgusting?

Normal people would think so, so shocking.

He stood silent for a long time, no one urged him, He Songyu faced him, two tall men stood in the room, each handsome in his own way, as if the light above his head was moving closer to them, The pairing that had never been seen between the two men inexplicably emerged in the minds of others.

The smile on Cong Ru's face was like a stone falling from the calm water, causing beautiful splashes, "Hit, why don't you hit it? Let's see what kind of shot you play and how much is it?"

Ming Zi'an felt that there was something interesting, so he cheerfully told him about the old rules.

Cong Ru's smile flashed He Songyu's eyes, watching him whistle skillfully before chatting with Ming Zi'an while avoiding his sight.

This discovery made He Songyu raise his eyelids, a kind of displeasure that was deliberately ignored was like the first snow outside the house, falling lightly and spreading the coolness.

After agreeing to play mahjong, Ming Zi'an yelled and got his legs together.

The beating was not serious, it was purely for entertainment, he stood by and watched, Cong Ru was stunned for a moment, and asked him, "Are you not beating?"

Ming Zi'an grabbed the kind of crushed candy that was weighed in the supermarket and put it in front of him. There was also the word "Happy" written on the candy wrapper. He said slyly: "I won't fight, let's see who wins, and help the pumpkin on the day of the [-]-day banquet." It doesn’t matter if you play as many or as few as you want, even if you play all night, I will thank you uncles and uncles for pumpkin and chestnut.”

Cong Ru: "..."

He Songyu: "He wants to accompany Sanchun and the child."

Cong Ru: "You don't fight either?"

He Songyu said in a spirited voice: "You fight, the winner is yours, and the loser is mine."

The people who came to eat today were all Ming Zi'an's acquaintances, and some were also close to He Songyu, but they hadn't seen Cong Ru very much, so after the meal, they knew that they were on good terms.Hearing that he said no to beating, he joked, "Why, if Ming Zi'an doesn't beating, he will accompany the child. Why don't you beating? You two are also husband and wife."

Laughter rushed into the ears, Cong Ru and He Songyu looked at each other, and soon separated again.

He Songyu: "He can just play and represent me."

A group of unscrupulous old men joked, "Interesting, so it seems that your family is outside his master, and you are inside."

Cong Ru could see that these people had a good relationship with He Songyu and Ming Zi'an, and they were very gossiping and excited about them.

He Songyu picked up a chair and sat down next to Cong Ru. The smell of alcohol on his body seemed to waft into Cong Ru's nose. I don't know if the fire in the room was too hot, or these jokes burned his face. Cong Ru's face looked pale and red, and his eyes were dark and bright, with a glimmer of luster.

He Songyu knocked on the table, and said in a low voice, "Do you still need to ask? Chang Xing, put out the cigarette. Don't smoke."

Ming Zi'an also said: "Don't smoke, my wife and children are all here, and they eat sweets with itchy mouths. I put so much sugar for you and it's not enough to relieve your addiction. Then let's have some tea, what kind of tea do you drink? Lushan Yunwu, Taiping Hou Kui is still Mao Jian..."

Cong Ru was picking out a good-tasting candy from the many wedding candies, and passed the candy to them. When everyone made fun of him and He Songyu, he kept smiling, he was quite careless, and he knew he was a romantic at a glance The character is also not angry, and his handsome face, which is about to smile or not, has an open-minded ruffian.

He Songyu drank and was an acquaintance, and he was very relaxed. He put his hands on Cong Ru's shoulders, and liked to touch his neck, because others didn't pay much attention to his hands behind his back.

Cong Ru was annoyed by his touching, and took advantage of the gap between other people's touching, and squinted at him, "How about you?"

He Songyu: "You hit."

He stopped touching his neck, it was time to touch his hair, he used his fingers as a comb to comb Cong Ru's long hair, and there was no such feeling of sticking to the skin on his neck, Cong Ru left him alone.

"It's time to touch."

Cong Ru shot three nine barrels, and smiled embarrassedly at others: "Good luck."

His superior said cheerfully, "Why is there a military advisor?"

"Hurry up and bring me the baby of Ming Zi'an's family, and let me be blessed."

"I said Lao He, father and son soldiers in battle, what kind of soldiers are you and him?"

Sitting next to Cong Ru, He Songyu was full of grandeur. Instead of answering others directly, he asked Cong Ru, "What kind of soldier do you think?"

Cong Ru is not a person who is ashamed when people make jokes, he can also play, and these few games are really lucky. Ask me?"

He Songyu: "How much love?"

The words in Cong Ru's throat seemed to be stuck, and the way he froze made others think he was deflated, and they looked at He Songyu molesting him with a smile.

It's rare to see He Songyu who talks coquettishly, and everyone prefers to have fun, but they don't know that He Songyu's hand is stroking Cong Ru's back, "Huh?" Ru's back is taller than Cong Ru's even when he is sitting. Two handsome men sit one behind the other. It was like he was covering half of Cong Ru in his arms.

Cong Ru's earlobes trembled twice, he seemed to shiver, he was spurted by He Songyu's fiery breath, and he licked the roots of his teeth, full of embarrassment.Cong Ru loses nothing but smiles like thousands of trees and pear blossoms blooming overnight, noble and innocent, and cynically said after washing the mahjong: "My heart, the world can learn from you. If you want to know, Ai Qing, ask the sky." Ask, Satisfaction Guaranteed."

"...This is for you, old congratulations, your love is like mountains and seas, the world has come out."

Even though he knew that Cong Ru's words were not serious, He Songyu's voice was full of satisfaction. "Love me so much?"

Cong Ru rolled his eyes to his heart. If the red ears were not counted, his mouth was so sweet that he would have wondered if he had picked one of the sour plum candies, so he said perfunctorily: "Yeah, Aixin Do not believe."

He Songyu chuckled in a low voice, inexplicably making Cong Ru's heart beat a lot faster, he took it as mental tension caused by playing mahjong.

The playing time is not long, and the main Cong Ru can't sit up anymore. He prefers to lie down now, and he is a little tired after sitting for a long time.

In the early hours of the morning, he and He Songyu set off home, and the others stayed to continue playing. Ming Zi'an also persuaded them to stay and spend the night. The house has the most rooms.

He Songyu still refused, "No, it's inconvenient."

Ming Zi'an: "What's the inconvenience? I have everything except for you to change and wash your underwear. It's fine if you don't mind wearing mine. Our Sanchun probably didn't know that there were two shorts missing."

The sour plum candy that Cong Ru had just put in his mouth almost stuck in his throat. He patted his chest and coughed a few times with a smile, "Fuck." He Songyu supported him, patted his back, and explained to Zian, "You It's too small."

Cong Ru just recovered from her anger, but she nodded cooperatively, "It's too small, it's not suitable."

This is where the man is childish. Before Ming Zian really wanted to call Sanchun to show his shorts to the public, He Songyu told him to shut up and took out a rain gear from the corner under the eaves.Cong Ru: "Let's go, don't send it off, tell Sanchun not to come out."

Ming Zi'an snorted unhappily: "Go slowly, let's go to the hot spring together next time!" He wanted to see who was the biggest!

Cong Ru didn't hold back, and shook her head in a funny way, she really didn't give up.

"Is there a hot spring here?" He was still a little interested.

He Songyu looked up at the back hill of Ming Zhai, "Yes, I will bring you over next time."

It doesn't matter if Cong Ru comes or not, who knows if there will be a next time, at least he has to unload his stomach if he wants to soak in the hot spring, will he still be with He Songyu by then?

The beginning of winter has arrived, and everything is deep.

Cong Ru's pregnancy symptoms kept appearing intermittently, and his appetite began to be picky. He couldn't eat some things, and he couldn't drink hot water. In the cold weather, he only wanted some iced drinks, and his firepower was still strong.

Once I didn't pay attention, I almost caught a cold.

After taking a bath, the soles of his feet were even more slippery. Fortunately, when he stood up from the bathtub, he supported himself with his hands and his buttocks took a little effort. The restless sound of water in the bathroom still caught He Songyu's attention.But when he raised his head, He Songyu had strode in, solemnly as if something serious had happened.

The nanny is a bit superstitious, "Mr. Cong is a tiger at his age. Chinese New Year is coming soon, and the year of birth is easy to commit Tai Sui. Go to the temple to worship and pray for safety when you have time."

Cong Ru didn't believe this, "The birth year is not this age, it's still four years away."

He has just been careless recently, and has nothing to do with these strange powers.

The nanny said to him: "It's better to believe what is there than to believe what is not."

Cong Ru: "That's just an attempt to comfort my heart, it can't be taken seriously."

He went to the studio after breakfast, and the dance room became even more lively when the winter vacation arrived.

Every year there are good dancing seedlings, Wen Xue will pay attention in advance, go to the Cultural Palace or some performance schools to choose children, Cong Ru will let her drive, he is prone to sleepiness now, it is better to be careful during the long journey.

Unfortunately on the road, there was a serious car accident ahead on a bridge, and the road was blocked for nearly an hour.

When the road was cleared, Wen Xue drove past the scene, and Cong Ru just casually looked out the window. When he saw He Songyu's figure, he stood in the scene and his momentum was condensed. One couldn't see his face clearly. The woman hid behind him tremblingly, wearing He Songyu's coat.

The dress he saw him put on this morning.

The car had already passed by, Cong Ru was still looking back, and Wen Xue was evaluating the car accident that shouldn't have happened: "What's the rush, it's all right now, the same goal by different routes, and the tears of the loved ones."

Cong Ru remained silent unexpectedly. He and He Songyu didn't report their whereabouts to each other every day. Before that level, he didn't take the initiative to ask the other party why he was going today, nor was he qualified to ask him what was going on. Who is that woman with.

"Help me, Brother Yu, help me, please."

With a cold face, He Songyu looked at the woman in front of him crying and begging, "I told you earlier, don't be too willful, you always don't listen."

He asked Li Hui to take him into the car, "I won't leave, I won't go back."

"You're still obedient, it's useless to stay here." Li Hui persuaded her, the cold wind on the road messed up her hair, only her red nose and pale and thin chin were exposed.

After the woman was sent away, Li Hui returned to the car and asked He Songyu in the back row who closed his eyes and rested his mind, "This delay, I'll come back later, I'm afraid it will be late at night."

"It's strange, it just happened to be repaired, and it took several hours to drive up."

He Songyu opened his eyes, "I have time to talk, and I've already driven half a mile."

Li Hui shut up obediently and drove seriously.

The two entrances at the end of the elevated road are high-speed in different directions. The matte black diamond-shaped Kalman 6.8LV10 rushes out of the intersection with the attitude of a jungle beast leading the way. It is true that it is in the same direction as a Hummer passing by not long ago.