The cute cub is weak and helpless, and does not want to become popular [Entertainment Circle]

Xiaolian ate a whole piece of durian cake, plus the rice he ate before, and his belly was bulging.

He rubbed his belly through the small clothes, and sat on the sofa to show brother Lu Lu: "Brother, Xiaoou's belly is big. Xiaoou look at brother's."

He leaned in front of Brother Lu Lu, seeing that his belly was not bulging, he poked lightly with his finger: "Brother, are you not full?"

Lu Lu pulled the little elk to sit down: "I'm full. Will my brother rub your belly for you?"

Xiao Lotus covered her stomach with her two small palms: "Xiao Lotus can rub it by itself~"

Ye Nanzhou cleaned up the cake boxes on the coffee table and brought a glass of water to the two children.

Xiao Ou raised her head and said to her father, "Dad, is the cake in the refrigerator? Can I eat it tomorrow morning?"

Ye Nanzhou thought of so many durians in the refrigerator today, and gently pinched the baby's cheek: "Yes, but you have to eat breakfast normally, you know?"

"Oh~" Xiao Ou quickly rushed to Brother Lu Lu, her face was buried in his back, only a pair of big eyes were exposed, "Dad is good~ I like Dad!"

Ye Nanzhou smiled and picked up the small dishes and went into the kitchen: "You are playing with your brother, if you need anything, tell Dad, Dad will go wash the dishes with uncle."

"Okay~" Xiao Ou happily lay down on the sofa, he likes this wide suede sofa very much, it is soft and comfortable.

Lu Lu looked at Uncle Ye who was walking towards the kitchen. He also liked the little elk's father a little bit. He seemed to understand that he wanted to talk to the little elk alone, so he specially let them play.

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Yuan Zheng was washing the dishes wearing an apron, but he was talking on the phone, which was placed on the side of the table, and the hands-free was turned on.

It was from his assistant Xu Feng, who communicated in English very fast.

Ye Nanzhou vaguely heard some words such as investment plan, credit, bank, etc. He stepped forward silently, stretched out his hand and pulled the waist strap of Yuan Zheng's apron, and hinted him with his eyes that he would wash the dishes by himself.

Yuan Zheng happened to have something urgent to do, so he didn't shirk, washed his hands and untied his apron, and walked towards the door with his mobile phone.

Ye Nanzhou drained the water slowly. It has been less than a week since his left hand was dislocated, but it feels like a long time.

In fact, as long as you don't carry heavy objects, it's okay to do a little work.

He was about to wash, when his warm body was pressed against his back, he was taken aback, and turned to look at Yuan Zheng.

Yuan Zheng just glanced at Xiaobudian and Lu Lu at the door to make sure they were talking obediently, then he closed the door and strode up behind Ye Nanzhou to hug him.

He rubbed against Ye Nanzhou's fair-skinned neck, leaning his lower lip against his soft skin, and continued talking on the phone.

Hearing his deep voice, Ye Nanzhou's body was a little stiff, with one hand resting on the edge of the pool, and he pushed his elbow back a little, but he couldn't.

Yuan Zheng hurriedly ended the phone call, put away the phone, wrapped his arms around his brother's waist, and whispered behind his ear: "Brother, let me hug you for a while."

Ye Nanzhou thought in a daze, would Yuan Zheng have acted like a baby before?

It seems to be there in my memory, he is younger than me, sometimes shouting "Brother" one after another, it is always unbearable to reject him.

Yuan Zheng likes his brother's clean and refreshing breath, especially the scent of shampoo at the end of his hair. When mixed together, it becomes a charm that belongs to Ye Nanzhou alone.

Ye Nanzhou reminded softly: "It's time to wash the dishes."

He felt the slight touch like ants crawling over the skin on the back of his neck, and it was Yuan Zheng's lips moving slowly.

The arms around her waist were also restless, and the hug became tighter and tighter.

The close skin-to-skin contact made Ye Nanzhou's fingers grasp the edge of the pool involuntarily.

Yuan Zheng especially likes to touch his skin with the tip of his nose, from the back of his neck to his earlobe, from his chin to the end of his eyebrows, the temperature and breath on his skin will make him inexplicably excited.

Ye Nanzhou turned his head slightly to avoid his lips, and wanted to speak but found that his throat was burning, dry and hoarse: "A Zheng, bowl..."

"I'll wash it, bro, I'll wash it later."

After Yuan Zheng said this, he turned the person in his arms around with brute force, and kissed him deeply.

Yuan Zheng created a narrow and crowded space, which could only accommodate the two of them.

Ye Nanzhou's five senses were pushed to the extreme, and the roots of his ears were burning hot.

His right hand, which had no place to rest, was forcefully pulled to the back by Yuan Zheng, and then, as if he had found a place to cling to, his palm rubbed heavily on his back.

Ye Nanzhou clearly felt that a certain thought in his heart was hooked up, as if a thick white smoke rose from the bottom of his feet, covering his whole body, and he suddenly became very thirsty, so thirsty that he could only I want to draw more moisture from the mouth of the person in my arms.

Ye Nanzhou thought in a daze, Ah Zheng's lips were as soft as before, so soft that he fell down endlessly, and he didn't want to think about reality rationally.

The chests that were tightly pressed together were hot, and the young and mature man had strong but not exaggerated muscles, and the hormones brought by the sense of strength were completely irresistible to him.

Perhaps, since waking up in bed together this morning, Ye Nanzhou's body has been accumulating some desires that he doesn't want to admit.

Up to this moment, it was gushing out without warning, and even I couldn't control it.

"Da da da--"

There were two children's footsteps outside the door, scattered and brisk.

Ye Nanzhou woke up in fright, pushed Yuan Zheng away, turned to face the sink, and turned on the faucet almost in a panic.

After a brief entanglement, even his eyes were full of water.

Amidst the sound of splashing water, Yuan Zheng maliciously moved up to his reddened lips and kissed him deeply.

"Dad~"

The baby's call made Ye Nanzhou extremely nervous and felt an unusual sense of guilt.

The moment the door was pushed open, Yuan Zheng stood up straight, stood side by side with Ye Nanzhou by the pool, turned his head and smiled back: "Baby, what's the matter?"

Ye Nanzhou didn't dare to turn around, he was afraid that the baby would notice something strange.

It was Lu Lu who opened the door, and Xiao Ou poked a round head into it.

Xiao Ou saw that his father was washing the dishes with his back to him, and he looked at his uncle with a smile on his face: "Uncle, Xiao Ou and brother have finished their water."

"Uncle will add it for you, you go to the sofa first." Yuan Zheng's sharp eyes swept over Ye Nanzhou who was downcast, and walked over to get the cold water bottle while talking, without any embarrassment.

It seemed that the person who pressed and kissed Ye Nanzhou just now was not him.

"Okay!" Xiao Ou and brother Lu Lu happily ran back again.

The door hadn't been closed tightly, but Yuan Zheng still couldn't help it, and with the water bottle in his hand, he wanted to move up to his brother and quickly kiss him on the cheek.

Every time it was a sneak attack, Ye Nanzhou couldn't dodge it.

Yuan Zheng saw that he was pretending to wash the dishes, but in fact he didn't move his hands and kept turning on the water.

He turned on the faucet and looked into his eyes and asked, "Brother, does it feel good to kiss me?"

Ye Nanzhou rolled his eyes at him: "Hurry up and deliver water."

While speaking, the red lips closed slightly, which was indescribably alluring.

Yuan Zheng smirked, and continued to move closer, but Ye Nanzhou got ready and leaned back.

Yuan Zheng insisted, kissing the corners of the mouth and the chin, but touching him anyway, the joy brought by a skin-to-skin kiss cannot be replaced by anything.

He got a bargain, hummed happily and went out to serve the two little guys.

Ye Nanzhou glanced at him, his heart was agitated——

When he heard the little baby's voice just now, he suddenly remembered that when he was in love with Yuan Zheng, there was always that kind of invisible pressure.

Unexpectedly, the pressure from the parents in the past has now turned into the pressure from the son.

Ye Nanzhou smiled wryly.

In the evening, Xiao Ou sent Brother Lu Lu away, took a bath with his uncle, and then lay down on Dad's big bed.

He asked his uncle to wash his hair tonight. After drying, his hair was refreshed and fluffy, and he liked it very much even after rubbing it by himself.

In the middle of the big bed, Xiaolian was wearing short short hair flying around, shaking his little head and leaning into his father's arms: "Daddy touch Xiaolian's little hair, Daddy~"

Ye Nanzhou opened his long legs, and circled the little baby in front of him. He not only gently rubbed it with his palm, but also leaned over to smell and kiss him: "Well, the hair is very soft and fragrant, and the whole body of the baby is soft."

Xiaolian likes what her father said, and she fell into her father's arms, becoming even cuter, her little nose arching on her father's skin: "Daddy smells delicious too~"

The bed was covered with dark blue sheets and quilts. The skins of Ye Nanzhou and Xiaolian were both white. When Yuan Zheng entered, he felt that the two were dazzlingly white.

When he thought that he could have a handsome man and a cute baby, he felt an indescribable joy in his heart.

When Xiao Ou saw her uncle, she asked in a bit of embarrassment, "But today, where does uncle sleep?"

Yuan Zheng also took a shower when he was sleeping with Xiaoou just now, now he is wearing a sleeveless sports T-shirt and blue shorts, sitting on the bed and holding the soft little dumpling into his arms. "Yeah, where does uncle sleep? Baby, can you help uncle think about it?"

Seeing that he was hugging his baby, Ye Nanzhou wanted to hug her, so he avoided it.

Yuan Zheng's dirty goal of "hugging left and right" failed, and he hugged the little one heartbroken: "Baby, do you want to take uncle in for a night?"

Xiao Ou frowned and looked at the big bed seriously.

If it sleeps three people, it seems to become a small bed?

Ye Nanzhou saw the little baby puffed up his cheeks, and seemed to be thinking seriously. He walked into the cloakroom slowly, took out the quilt and said to Yuan Zheng, "Baby, uncle can sleep on the sofa."

"Ah?" Xiao lotus turned her head quickly, holding her uncle's finger with a small hand, as if she felt distressed, "Dad, is this the only way?"

When Yuan Zheng heard something interesting, he hugged the sweet-smelling dumpling and became more sad: "Honey, uncle will be scared when he sleeps on the sofa alone."

Ye Nanzhou didn't even know that Yuan Zheng was so good at "acting". He leaned against the door of the cloakroom and watched quietly.

After listening to her uncle's words, Xiao Ou felt sorry for her uncle and hugged him, "Uncle, don't be afraid. Just don't sleep on the sofa."

His little head thought of an excellent solution, he held his uncle's face seriously, and gave his sincere suggestion: "Uncle, you can go back to Xiao Ou's house, so that you don't have to sleep on the sofa."

Ye Nanzhou couldn't help but smiled.