Cubs can't, at least they shouldn't

Miao Hongyun put two plates of dumplings heavily on the table, turned her head and left again.

Jiang Song and Xing Ce sat side by side, like two children who made mistakes.

Only Gu Changxi hurriedly followed Miao Hongyun as if nothing had happened, "Auntie, I'll help you get the chopsticks and the bowl."

"Who is your aunt and who is your aunt!" The little old lady seemed to have found a place to spread her anger, "Who do you call your aunt!"

Gu Changxi picked up Miao Hongyun without hesitation, softly and well-behaved, "You are Aunt Jiang Song, I followed him, didn't you think it was inappropriate before?"

"At that time, I thought you were a good boy!" Miao Hongyun snorted heavily, "Later I knew you were not a good person, so I told our child to avoid you, but he wouldn't listen!"

Gu Changxi followed her and took the vinegar bottle in her hand, "It's all my fault, not Jiang Song. You want to scold me, can you wait until the meal is finished? I am afraid that Jiang Song will feel uncomfortable after waiting for a long time. He I didn't eat much in the morning."

Miao Hongyun rolled his eyes at him, and his attention was really distracted, "Isn't it okay not to talk about coughing last month? Why is your stomach uncomfortable again?"

"The temperature has been rising recently, and it's a bit hard to eat well." Gu Changxi looked at the dining table outside, with a bit of frustration in his voice.

"Don't eat well?" Seeing that Gu Changxi was really worried, Miao Hongyun was a little moved, "How about making his favorite food? How about taking activities during the day? You must have a bad appetite if you stay with the house all the time."

"Yes, after a few days, I'll take him to swim." Gu Changzhen said, "He's coughing just right, and the weather isn't too hot. Let's take care of him first. I'm worried he'll catch a cold."

When the two arrived at the restaurant, Miao Hongyun pointed her finger at Jiang Song, "How can Xiao Gu say you don't eat well?"

"Ah?" Jiang Song looked up blankly.

When she first entered the door, Miao Hongyun had an expression as if she was about to cut Gu Changzhen alive.

How can the faction change when serving a dumpling?

"Ah what!" Miao Hongyun tapped Jiang Song with the tip of her chopsticks, "Let me tell you, if Xiaodouer doesn't eat well, his mother will tell him he's hungry. He knows how to eat when he's so old. How old are you?" Yes, and let people chase after you for dinner?"

Xiaodouer is Xing Ce's son.

Jiang Song held his head and gave Gu Changxi a resentful look.

Gu Changxi sat down next to him calmly, "Eat two more bites later, and my aunt won't talk about you."

Xing Ce whispered to Jiang Song, "You believe it now, do you believe it? He is a green, green tea."

Gu Changxi spilled the tea bowl in front of Xing Ce, and poured some white wine again, "Uncle Xing, dumplings are all about wine, not tea."

Xing Ce: "You, you..."

When the table was settled, Gu Changxi filled the bowl in front of him with wine and picked it up, "I didn't take good care of Jiang Song before, and I punished myself for being late."

He drained a bowl of wine.

Miao Hongyun didn't like him, "I know who you are outside, but Jiang Song is a child of our family. Although young people are different from us in the past, I am not qualified to ask Jiang Song to pass on the family line or something. But I definitely hope that boys will find girls, you say take care, isn't that girl more meticulous?"

"Auntie," Jiang Song watched Gu Changxi pouring wine again, raised his head and said to Miao Hongyun, "I don't have any girls I like."

"For a lifetime, if you don't like girls, doesn't he like them too?" Miao Hongyun asked him again, "He is a little younger than you, and his looks are attractive, what if someone with better qualifications than you finds him? You are not in good health, does he think you are troublesome?"

In fact, Jiang Song couldn't say that he hadn't considered these questions at all, and it made Miao Hongyun feel a little uncomfortable to ask such a straightforward question.

"I don't like women, and I don't like other men." Gu Changxi held the wine and respected Miao Hongyun, "Jiang Song is my life."

After being silent for a while, Miao Hongyun still wanted to say something, but Xing Ce stammered and said, "Mom, don't you want to eat dumplings, no, don't you want to dump them?"

Jiang Song ate two dumplings with snacks, and put the chopsticks in his mouth and bit them.

"What's wrong?" Gu Changzhen put down his chopsticks, carefully protecting his appetite, "Uncomfortable?"

Jiang Song couldn't speak, but he was still thinking about Miao Hongyun's two words.

He never thought of being with Gu Changxi before, so he took care of it.

But after a long time, who wants to guard a sick seedling all day long?

He shook his head, "No."

But he does have an appetite when it's hot, and his favorite dumplings still don't whet his appetite even after they've been dipped in vinegar.

He barely ate two more, and he even felt a little nauseous.

Gu Changxi had been observing him, and after a while he said to Xing Ce, "Uncle Xing, can you serve me a bowl of soup?"

Xing Ce also saw that Jiang Song was not feeling well, so he agreed to serve him dumpling soup.

After receiving the soup, Gu Changzhen wrapped Jiang Song's waist with one hand, and fed him a spoonful of soup with a spoon, "Slow down."

Jiang Song finished answering subconsciously, and his face slowly turned red, "What are you doing? In front of the elders."

Gu Changxi apologized to Miao Hongyun again, "He has a bad stomach, and he tends to lose his appetite when it's time for meals. You eat first, don't worry about us."

The little old lady saw that Jiang Song's face was not good, and sighed, "Aren't I afraid that you will suffer? You child, why are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

"I'm fine." Jiang Song cheered up and wanted to push Gu Changxi away, "Let's eat."

"Jiang Song." Gu Changxi called his name, "I can't tell if you're okay or not?"

He broke Jiang Song's hand covering his stomach, "Don't lose your temper."

Jiang Songxin said where did I lose my temper?Did you drink too much?

But as soon as Gu Changxi rubbed his stomach, he recovered.

Because it is really comfortable.

"Auntie is not saying that you are not attractive, but talking about all the bad things." Gu Changxi protected his waist and said softly to him while rubbing: "It's always like this when you see parents, yes Is it? It's telling me that you have a backer to prevent me from bullying you, and it's toward you."

Jiang Song hugged the dumpling soup and wanted to beat him away a little, "Don't act like a child, I'm already thirty."

But he blushed, and looked better.

"It's thirty, we don't feel bad anymore." Gu Changxi put a dumpling into his bowl, "Look how much my aunt loves you, she made your favorite three delicacies stuffing, don't put leeks in, eat slowly After eating, let's go see Mom and Dad."

Xing Ce's mother and son stared straight at Gu Changxi coaxing Jiang Song.

Hearing the last sentence, Miao Hongyun pretended to be casual and asked: "Are you going to see the old man?"

Gu Changxi still protected Jiang Song's stomach with his hand, and replied respectfully: "Yes, tell them not to worry about Jiang Song."

When he went out, Jiang Song was obviously in a much better mood.

Miao Hongyun sent the two of them out of the gate, and asked her son: "Little Gu, taking care of people is okay, and not as scary as the rumors say. Why does it feel a little... too empathetic?"

Xing Ce snorted, "Mom, that's not called empathy, that's called 'tea'."

"Isn't that a good word?" Ms. Miao Hongyun was a little worried again, "Will he bully Jiang Song?"

Xing Ce tried hard to balance his prejudice against Gu Changxi, curled his lips, "Then he should be reluctant."

"Aren't you happy yet?" Gu Changxi fastened Jiang Song's seat belt, held the back of his neck and kissed him on the forehead.

"Why are you getting more and more..." Jiang Song pawed him, "It's not big or small."

"You said, I can kiss if I want." Gu Changxi started the car, "Shall we go to Mushan Lake now?"

Jiang Song's parents are also buried in the cemetery over there.

The distance is not too close, Jiang Song is still a little worried, "Why don't you call Secretary Zhou? Can you drive for a long time?"

Gu Changxi looked at him sideways for a while, then suddenly leaned over from the driver's seat and put Jiang Song's mouth in his mouth.

Jiang Song didn't know why, but he couldn't resist.

He wrapped his arms around Gu Changzhen's neck and took a deep breath of his breath.

Gu Changxi has been gently rubbing the back of his neck, which obviously has the meaning of soothing.

Jiang Song put his arms around his shoulders, "There are people outside..."

Gu Changxi lowered his seat, "I can't see it now."

……

Jiang Song lay on the co-pilot's seat, staring at the roof of the car with straight eyes.

He slowed down for a few seconds, then raised his upper body slightly, "I'll wipe it myself."

"Shh, lie down." Gu Changxi pulled the blanket on his stomach flat, and patted him reassuringly, "It will be fine soon."

"You can't always be like this," Jiang Song protested, "You can't just kiss me when you get angry."

"Why am I angry?" Gu Changxi wiped his hands with a smile, "Why am I angry?"

"Because I just asked you if you can drive, you just... like this?" Jiang Song curled up lazily in the chair, embarrassed to say.

"What's wrong with me? Did I abuse you? Are you uncomfortable?" Gu Changxi pressed him.

"Hmph." Jiang Song was fed and served, and covered with a blanket, so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open.

He threatened without any deterrence, "You wait, I will take care of you when you go home."

A pleasant laugh came from Gu Changzhen's chest, "Okay, I'll wait."

When they arrived at Mushan Lake, the sun was already westward.

Jiang Song came to this place every year, but before that he came by himself every time.

He bent down and squatted on the ground to pull weeds for a while, and said to the photo in front of him a little embarrassedly: "Mom and Dad, I brought Changxi here today, these are the flowers he bought for you."

Gu Changxi bowed twice to the tombstone, "Dad, Mom."

Jiang Song looked back at him in surprise, "Did you change your mouth? You just yelled."

"Then it's not appropriate for me to be called uncle or aunt, so I can only call you after me." Gu Changxi squatted down to arrange the flowers in front of the tomb, and poured two cups of wine.

Jiang Song glared at him, and then explained to his parents: "The matter of the Wu family has been completely resolved, and I am fine now, don't worry about anything."

Gu Changxi stood beside him, Jiang Song blushed, "And there is..."

"And I will take good care of Jiang Song." Gu Changxi hugged his waist from behind, "I have been shadowed by Jiang's family since I was a child, and now I hope to be Jiang Song's servant and lover."

Jiang Song's face was a little feverish, but Gu Changxi's words gave him courage, "For many years I didn't know what I wanted, and from today onwards I will never be a lost person again."

"To escape for too long, wasting a lot of time." He didn't know when the tears fell, "but I will really live as myself."

On the way home, Jiang Song kept wiping away tears.

There was no Xing Ce, no aunt, no one else in the car, only Gu Changxi.

He was also too lazy to maintain anything in front of Gu Changzhen, so he cried as much as he wanted.

By the time the car stopped in front of the house, it was already dark.

Gu Changxi opened the car door on Jiang Song's side, bowed down and wiped his tears, "Haven't you cried enough? You've been wronged, haven't you?"

"I remember, you told me before..." Jiang Song choked up, "You said I took myself too seriously, you said, I don't care about you, you...but I..."

"Okay, okay, I see." Gu Changxi leaned over, protected his head and carried him out of the passenger seat, "At that time, what I said was not right or nice, and it made you feel uncomfortable, didn't it? ?”

"At that time, I thought that I was an elder, and I shouldn't care about these things with you." Jiang Song's tone was aggrieved and confused, "But now that I think about it, I have only received anger as an elder, and I haven't got any benefits until now. Why should I I can't argue with you? I am an elder, how come I should be in this position? Should I?"

"If you can care about it, why can't you care about it?" Gu Changxi tried to remain serious, "Didn't you say that you want me to wait to deal with me?"

Jiang Song wrapped his legs around his waist, lowered his head and bit his lips mercilessly.

Gu Changxi seemed to be hugging his own bodhisattva, smiling while walking with his head up, bearing the "storm" that seemed to come from a kitten.

Jiang Song worked very hard.

He held Gu Changzhen's head with both hands, recalling how Gu Changzhen easily sucked out his own soul before.

But Gu Changxi was able to spare his energy to enter the password to open the door.

"Concentrate on me!" Jiang Song ordered in an elder tone.

The "junior" held his butt with one hand, and lifted him up, "It's cold outside at night, and my uncle is freezing."

"You still know that I'm your uncle." Jiang Song condescendingly put his arms around Gu Changzhen's neck.

He is too light.

It was almost effortless when Gu Changxi hugged him against the door.

The living room is dark.

Only one voice-activated light in the entrance was on.

Feeling that Gu Changxi was unbuttoning himself, Jiang Song panicked, "Are you here? I didn't prepare anything, will it hurt you?"

He heard Gu Changzhen laughing, "It's okay, I'm ready."

Before Jiang Song understood this sentence, he felt Gu Changzhen's kiss lingering all the way along his Adam's apple, making his whole body tense.

"Gu Changxi!" Jiang Song remembered the time in the study, "I let you once!"

"That doesn't count." Gu Changxi squeezed something into his hand, which looked shiny.

"?!" Jiang Song hid back vigilantly, "What counts?"

Gu Changxi looked at him, then wiped the cool ointment on his hands, "Okay, then you come."

Jiang Song looked down at his hand, then looked up at Gu Changzhen, "What is this?"

Gu Changxi couldn't help laughing, "Then what do you mean by preparation?"

"Protective equipment..." Jiang Song's voice became smaller and smaller.

"According to my understanding, my uncle and I have never had anyone else, so what is there to guard against?" Gu Changxi approached his ear with a low and charming voice, "Could it be that uncle...doesn't want to give me a child?"

"Bastard!" Jiang Song tried to use violence on the bastard, but was grabbed by his wrist and pressed against the door.

Gu Changzhen's kiss was silent.

The light in the entrance was dark.

Jiang Song wrapped around Gu Changzhen's shoulders unconsciously, and let out a soft "hum".

The lights came back on.

Gu Changxi supported the back of his neck, letting him adjust to a comfortable position.

That kiss was long enough to make the porch go out again, long enough to make Jiang Song lose his guard in paralysis.

"Ah." After a short scream, Jiang Song bit his lip and opened his eyes wide.

"I'll take it slow, I'm not afraid." Gu Changxi gently held Jiang Song's waist, his voice gentle and restrained.

"No..." Jiang Song pushed himself up against him impatiently, "I can't..."

"Next time," Gu Changxi carefully kissed the side of his neck, "this time I will demonstrate."

Jiang Song is a little more acceptable to this statement.

He gritted his teeth and tried hard to accept Gu Changxi's "demonstration teaching".

The light in the porch flickered on and off, and when it was almost dawn, the light bulb finally blew out.

Jiang Song didn't wake up until the third morning, and his head felt no better than a light bulb, and his body was sore as if he had just experienced a severe beating.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Gu Changxi guarding by the bed.

"Are you awake?" Gu Changxi moved closer to him, and patted his head worriedly, "What do you want?"

Jiang Song mobilized all his strength to hook his hands at him.

Gu Changxi moved a little closer.

"Little brat, is this the servant you were talking about?" Jiang Song gritted his teeth even more when he heard Gu Changxi laughing, "I want to beat you to the ground."

"It's my fault." Gu Changxi helped him up, hugged him and patted him gently, "I'll know next time."

Jiang Song lay on his shoulders, his eyes full of desolation: what next time is next time?Which next time?

——End of text——

The author has something to say: the story of the main text is over!I read all the comments yesterday, and tomorrow I will start arranging extra cookies, thank you brother Meng for your support all the way! !

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