I thought I was pregnant with the male lead's cub

Talking to Fu Yi about being busy these days, Shen Chengxing really found a lot of things to do for himself. Besides accompanying An An, he was invited by Wu Lang to their farmhouse for a meal, and took An An to Zhao Tie's family. After eating, during the rest of the time, I almost soaked in the vegetable garden.

Because of this, the batch of vegetables in the vegetable garden grew so well that he didn't dare to stay longer to prevent the next batch of vegetables from falling too far, so he returned home.

But he is not idle, he still has a residence in Beijing that has not been tidied up, but he does not want to go to Beijing for the time being.

It was lunch time, and Song Huacui had already prepared the meal. She had eaten with An An in advance, and when Shen Chengxing returned home, she went to help Shen's father's cake shop.

An An sat studying in the living room while he ate in the kitchen.

Song Huacui made a dish of braised pork at noon. The meat was fried in sugar color and had a sauce-colored luster. It looked delicious.

Shen Chengxing stretched out his chopsticks, inexplicably thinking that the braised pork dish that Fu Yi gave him last time coincided with the dish made by Song Huacui.

The chopsticks paused, and he quickly picked up a piece and stuffed it into his mouth. It was delicious, much more delicious than what he cooked.

After a meal, he thought of Fu Yi two or three times. Shen Chengxing sighed, feeling a little helpless to himself. He didn't understand why he only discovered it now, so that Fu Yi was everywhere in his life.

He also came here whenever he wanted, the cell phone by the dining table rang, and Fu Yi sent him a message.

Shen Chengxing glanced at it, and immediately felt his heart beating faster than usual.

Fu Yi: Cheng Xing, I'm going to Changshui Town tonight, do you have time?

Of course he has time, and he doesn't even know what he can be busy with at night, but can he say he has, his acting skills are not good, what if something is exposed.

After thinking for a long time, Shen Chengxing invited Wu Lang to dinner, creating the illusion that he was busy at night, and then replied to Fu Yi.

Shen Chengxing: Fu Yi, I already have an appointment with other friends tonight, so I don’t have time

After posting, Shen Chengxing licked his anxious and dry lips. Fu Yi returned very slowly this time, or it might be because of the anxious waiting that made him feel that time had passed. Shen Chengxing's eyes lit up when he saw that he was typing. stand up.

Fu Yi: Good.

A simple yes, obviously the answer he hoped to get, but Shen Chengxing felt stuffy in his heart.Fu Yi must also feel uncomfortable. His good friend is suddenly alienated. Thinking about it, he will also feel uncomfortable.

But before Shen Chengxing could digest these emotions, Fu Yi sent another message.

Fu Yi: Then I will come back in a few days.

The uncomfortable feeling was instantly relieved, and Shen Chengxing didn't notice that the corners of his mouth curled up.

For dinner, Wu Lang took him to a fish restaurant, where the store raised its own fish. You can catch it yourself, and then let the store cook it for you. The fishing place is very close, just outside the restaurant. Of course, you can also choose the fish directly from the store. .

The young people caught relatively few by themselves, and Wu Lang didn't catch them himself, so he and Shen Chengxing just picked a few.

This store is very popular, when Wu Lang booked a table, there was no room for a private room, and the two sat in the lobby.

Wu Lang also likes spicy food, so the dishes on their table are all red and eye-catching, and everyone passing by will take a look.

Fu Xing was invited by the old Zhan next door to come here to fish and eat fish tonight. When he saw Shen Chengxing, he wanted to go over to say hello and ask him to take An An to his place to play someday, but Lao Zhan urged him, so he just did not pass.

Wu Lang had been looking forward to it for a long time, he was gearing up, and seeing that Shen Chengxing hadn't moved his chopsticks, he urged: "Chengxing, eat quickly, it won't taste so good when it's cold."

Shen Chengxing regained his composure and nodded, "Okay."

Wu Lang is not polite anymore, that's how he makes friends, why are you being polite, isn't it awkward?

Patted Shen Chengxing on the shoulder, "I'll eat first."

Speaking of which, Wu Lang started to move. He was so greedy, he scooped a spoonful of spicy boiled fish into a bowl, and glanced at Shen Chengxing, "Chengxing, may I serve you a bowl?"

Shen Chengxing nodded and put the bowl over, "Thank you Angkor."

The last time Wu Lang asked Shen Chengxing's age, and knowing how many years older he was, he asked Shen Chengxing to call him brother, and he also regarded him as his younger brother.

Well, he admits that he likes to be called brother, but it is true that he treats him as a younger brother.

Being called out like this, Wu Lang was overjoyed for a moment, and Wu Lang filled a bowl full of fish for Shen Chengxing.

Shen Chengxing took it and ate it. The taste of this fish is really good, tender and fragrant, and just right spicy. At the end of the meal, although his mouth was red, he was very satisfied.

Just feeling a little empty.

At this time, Fu Yi received a message from Fu Xing.

Fu Yi was running at home, and the phone was next to him. When it turned on, he quickly turned off the treadmill and picked up the phone.

Grandpa: Fu Yi, Lao Zhan and I met Cheng Xing when we went out to eat fish today. He and his friend like spicy food very much. The fish on the table is full of red peppers. Tell him to bring An An another day. Come to eat at home, the chef at home can cook Sichuan cuisine, let him come to eat at home, I am sure he likes it.

Fu Yi looked at the news, the brightness of the phone hit his face, his black pupils showed no emotion.

Fu Yi: Got it.

After replying to Fu Xing, Fu Yi stopped running and called Shen Chengxing.

Shen Chengxing and Wu Lang each had their own car. After saying goodbye, Shen Chengxing rode on his white electric car.

The evening breeze was slightly cooler, and when the car rode to Changshui Lake, it was even cooler. Shen Chengxing's mind became clearer, and the suppressed desire in his mind became clearer.

He and Fu Yi haven't seen each other for several days, and he excused himself to be busy these days, so he didn't chat with Fu Yi much, to be honest, he kind of misses him.

The night wind was too strong, and because Shen Chengxing turned down the ringtone, he didn't hear the ringtone in his pocket.

Fu Yi's call was not answered, he guessed that he was probably on the way, and after waiting for a while, he called him again.