After taking the cub of the rival in love

"When...when?"

Jiang Shuwang tried his best to open his eyes wide and watched for a long time before confirming that the person in front of him was Mu. When he put his hand on his shoulder, which seemed to be pushing back, he hugged him into his arms, "I seem to be drunk. It's a bit much."

"You still know?" Mu Shi pushed him, but he didn't use much force, "It's too smelly, go over."

Jiang Shuwang raised his arm and smelled it, stood up a little obediently, and rubbed his face with his head down.

Mu Shi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and raised the corners of his lips to grab his hand, "Forget it, you'd better come here."

Jiang Shuwang shook his head like an honest child, and hiccupped, showing how much he drank, "No, I will smoke my son soon."

His slightly confused eyes fell on Mu Shi's stomach, blinked twice, stretched out his hand and carefully touched his flat belly, and muttered in a puzzled voice, "Why is it only this big after so long?"

Mu Shi's temples twitched violently, "Your son has been born."

Jiang Shuwang's eyes were a little confused, and his hand was still on his abdomen, "When did it happen... Oh yes, my son has been born... It's great."

Mu Shi sighed softly, and before he had time to question his IQ, he was hugged, and a gust of wind mixed with the smell of alcohol wrapped him up, "Shishi...I seem to be drunk..."

"...you just said that."

Jiang Shuwang buried his head in the crescent of his neck and arched it, and the voice was a little hoarse and dragged on for a long time, full of coquettish meaning, "My head hurts, um~"

"Huh?" Mu Shi raised his head when he heard the words, "Headache? Do you want to make some hangover soup? You did drink a little too much today."

"I can't help it..." Jiang Shu straightened up, looked at Mu Shi and pouted, "Kiss me, this is more sober than hangover soup."

"Hurry up...forget it, I'll do it myself." Seeing Mu Shifu Jiang Shuwang held his face and kissed him, probably because he drank too much wine, so he just tasted it and let it go. After parting, Jiang Shu held his chest and raised his head, "It's over, it's actually more intoxicating than wine, I made a mistake, I made a mistake."

"Stop flirting." Mu Shi turned his head away and said, the tips of his ears were slightly red.

Jiang Shuwang hugged him again, half-closed his eyes, "Let's run away now."

"Ok?"

"I'm really dizzy." Jiang Shu hummed coquettishly, and took Mu Shi's hand to touch his forehead, "I don't want to drink anymore, why don't we go back first."

Mu Shi gently rubbed his temples for him, frowned slightly after listening to the words, hesitantly said, "This is not good, after all, it is the full moon wine from Naituan..."

"It's okay, my parents are here, and my brother is also here. If someone comes to me with a wine glass, he can handle it."

When talking about Jiang Yunqinmu, I remembered that Jiang Shuwang only remembered to tell his brother a week after Naituan was born, that when Mr. Jiang came to see him with the gift box that afternoon, his face could not be called dark.

"I think your brother really wants to beat you up." Mu Shi hooked the corner of his mouth and said.

Jiang Shu wrinkled his nose wrinkledly, "It doesn't matter whoever told him to hug my son today and not let go, he will help me drink."

Mu Shi couldn't help laughing, and Jiang Shu smiled when he saw him laughing, took his hand and walked out, speaking a little cheerfully: "I know there is a back door in this hotel to go out."

"Eh?"

Mu Shi turned his head, and he could still hear the lively voices in the hall. He silently said in his heart that it wasn't that dad didn't care about you, but that your dad was too willful, so he followed Jiang Shu and left with peace of mind.

They just moved their things to their new home two days ago, Mu Shi asked Jiang Shuwang to take him home, and Jiang Shuwang took him home.

The environment in the community is very good. It is hot in August, and the temperature of the floor is very high. Two figures pass by the neatly trimmed green plants. The dust rolled up in the hurry is wrapped in the leaves. You can also see the shadow of holding hands tightly.

"Go home!" Jiang Shuwang stood at the door and shouted excitedly.

Mu Shi glanced at him with a slight smile on his lips.

After Jiang Shuwang entered the house, he got into the kitchen first. Mu Shi was afraid that he would be drunk and his mind would go crazy, so he followed him. As soon as he entered the kitchen door, he saw Jiang Shuwang holding a large bottle of water with his mouth full of water. He said something in a low voice, but before he heard it clearly, he gulped down the water.

Mu Shi frowned, and took out two bottles of yogurt from the refrigerator for him, "Drink yogurt, yogurt sobers up."

"That's right." Jiang Shu looked as if he just remembered, dropped the water bottle in his hand and took the yogurt.

After taking a few sips, Jiang Shuwang threw away the bottle and wiped his mouth. His eyes were wrinkled and glowing. He hugged Mu Shi and kissed him before running upstairs, "Let's go upstairs to play."

What are you playing upstairs?Playing horse riding games?

Mu Shi thought about the way Jiang Shuwang usually looked at the wooden horse that Cheng Mu bought for the milk group, and covered his forehead with his hand.

Shaking his head helplessly, Mu Shi still went upstairs, but when he opened the door of the master bedroom, his sight was taken away by a large gift box on the ground.

A blue and white box about half a person's height is beside the bed. It is a cover-up type, and there is a delicate bow on it.

But... Mu Shi glanced around the room, where did the gift box and so many balloons come from?Obviously not before going out.

His eyes fell on the gift box again, and with the decoration of balloons next to it, Mu Shi's heart skipped a beat, he hesitated for a moment, and then slowly walked towards the gift box.

Putting his finger on the lid of the box, Mu Shi heard a rustling inside, but he quickly calmed down again. Mu Shi curled his lips, already having an answer in his heart.

As soon as the lid was lifted with both hands, a shadow jumped out of the box: "clang, clang, clang!"

It still has speakers.

A balloon floated out of the box. Mu Shi looked at Jiang Shuwang who was smiling foolishly, and slightly lowered his head to smile, "Is it another surprise?"

"Yes!"

Mu Shi raised his head to look at him, and the curve of his mouth never came down. He reached out and rubbed Jiang Shu's messy hair, "You..."

"Mu Shi." Jiang Shuwang suddenly called his name, took Mu Shi's ring-wearing hand and raised it, then hugged him, narrowed his eyes and smirked, "You're done! You won't be able to escape for the rest of your life!"

He gave back what Mu Shi had said before.

Mu Shi grinned, and responded in a low voice: "Okay, don't run."

Jiang Shuwang corrected him earnestly: "I can't run away even if I run."

In the end, he rolled onto the bed as a matter of course, Jiang Shuwang kissed him vigorously, panting and said: "When the confinement is over..."

Of course Mu Shi understood the meaning of what he said, and his body was also a little hot, which was comparable to the temperature on his face. He looked at the crystal lamp on the ceiling and responded with a shy face.

Jiang Shuwang kissed his eyes all the way to his neck, and slowly stopped moving. At first Mu Shi thought he was going to have some fun, but later he realized that he was already asleep.

Couldn't help laughing, Mu Shi helped him take off his clothes and moved him to the bed. The air conditioner was turned on in the room, and he was covered with a thin quilt. sheet of paper.

Taking it out to have a look, Mu Shi first confirmed that it was not a love letter, because no one would draw so many black lines on a love letter.

Glancing at the gift box from the corner of his eye, he smiled again, probably someone's script, but it's because he was drunk.

Mu Shi finished reading the long speech on the A4 paper, and with a smile in his slightly bent eyes, he leaned over to Jiang Shuwang's face and took a bite.

Big trotters.

I would.