Fake marriages don't need to be so spoiled

October 10 of that year was Cheng Mu's ninth birthday.

Cheng Qihong and Yang Nianci are still on a business trip abroad.

He said by phone that he would come back on his birthday.Thinking that he would be able to see his parents when he got up the next day, and after finishing his homework, Cheng Mu went to bed with peace of mind.

The nanny does not live at home, and goes home after finishing her own work every day.

Therefore, when the fire spread from the neighbor's house next door, Cheng Mu didn't notice it at all.

It wasn't until the raging flames ignited and reached the door of his bedroom that he suddenly woke up from the sound of crackling explosions, staring at the flames all over the sky covered in cold sweat, thinking it was a nightmare.

But it was not a nightmare, but a real disaster.

He rushed into the bathroom and covered his mouth and nose with a wet towel, but when Kankan opened the door, he was choked by thick smoke.

I can't get out.

The billowing black smoke pounced on him with teeth and claws, which became an obstacle for Cheng Mu who was frightened and unable to sleep every night.

Nine years old and only less than 1.5 meters tall, his body was still shaking when he was carried out of the window by firefighters.

Are you afraid?

Of course I'm afraid.

He cried loudly at a loss, but he didn't expect that the little boy who was shorter than him, only took one look at him, then let go of his mother's hand and walked towards him.

"Don't be afraid," the little boy blinked and said to him, "I will hug you and pass on my strength to you."

He was almost amused at the time. He was able to say such a thing because of how many cute cartoons he had watched.

But he looked at the face of the little boy in front of him, with big single eyelid eyes and slightly drooping arcs at the corners of the eyes, but his mouth was crookedly smiling, like a little sun.

Suddenly, I felt that I wasn't so scared anymore.

When Cheng Qihong and Yang Nianci learned about the fire, they were afraid for a while, so they hired Fang Guanying to accompany them for a long time.

This stay is more than ten years.

Xiang Jin was put in the detention center for more than ten days on the charge of trespassing, and after he came out, Cheng Mu sent people to keep watching him.

After suffering, Xiang Jin calmed down for a while, but not long after, he quit his job in the bar and instead stayed at home all day long.

When Fang Guanying came back from watching her little grandson, she strongly felt that the atmosphere at home had changed.

The stickiness between the two rose inexplicably.

"Aunt Fang," Song Jiqing made a cup of coffee and stirred it with a spoon, "Where is Cheng Mu, I didn't see him just now."

Fang Guanying turned around, "How about the study, I just saw him go in."

"Oh well."

Song Jiqing stepped on the slippers and went up. After a while, he heard two knocks on the door. He said something at the door before going in.

After the door closed, Fang Guanying didn't hear anything.

Song Jiqing put the brewed coffee on Cheng Mu's work table and asked, "Are you going to stay up late?"

Cheng Mu said, "Well, there's still some work to be done."

He took a sip and said, "The coffee is well brewed, thank you."

Song Jiqing shook his head and said, "It's okay."

There is a bookcase in the study, which is as high as a wall, and there are many kinds of books, which are neatly arranged by category.

After taking a bath, Song Jiqing wore thinner clothes and no socks on his feet. He stood in front of the bookcase and looked at it, revealing a slender ankle, which looked clean and white.

Cheng Mu turned the pen in his hand and asked, "Do you want to read a book here?"

Song Jiqing was a little sleepy at first, but when he turned his head and met Cheng Mu's gaze, the sleepiness dissipated a little, and he nodded and agreed, "Okay."

He searched the bookcase for a while before he took out a book, then went to sit on the small sofa with the book in his arms, and the sound of flipping the book was heard softly.

Song Jiqing was too thin, once the sofa sank, Cheng Mu could only see his thin shoulders through the computer.

Time passed slowly, and Song Jiqing's area was unbelievably quiet. When Cheng Mu looked up again, Song Jiqing had already fallen asleep on the sofa with a book in his arms.

Cheng Muxin said that he knew it would happen.

Turning off the computer, Cheng Mu got up and walked over, slowly pulled the book out of his arms, took a look at the cover, it was a book of fairy tales.

Cheng Mu couldn't help smiling, remembering the origin of this Grimm's fairy tale.

I originally wanted to give it to a child as a gift, but due to some reasons, I didn't have time to send it out, so I temporarily put it on hold in the bookcase.

Unexpectedly, Song Jiqing found him again.

Cheng Mu bent down and passed his hands under Song Jiqing's knees. One hand went over Song Jiqing's knees, and the other hand hugged his back, and easily picked him up.

Song Jiqing moved, raised one hand to wrap around Cheng Mu's neck, and unconsciously tightened it.

Cheng Mu's body froze, he hugged him a little tighter, sighed helplessly, put him on the bed, and covered him with a quilt.

Then I went to get my clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower again.

It was almost half an hour after returning from the shower, Song Jiqing was warm and warm in the bed, and he lay down with some cool steam.

Song Jiqing suddenly turned over and leaned towards him.

The faces are so close.

If it wasn't for the dim light, Cheng Mu could count how many eyelashes he has.

He stared at Song Jiqing's lips many times, perhaps because his gaze was too secretive, Song Jiqing never noticed it once.

On the contrary, in many cases, Song Jiqing would inadvertently satisfy many of Cheng Mu's disgraceful thoughts.

Like now.

Cheng Mu was so close, lying face to face with the unsuspecting Song Jiqing, probably because of his dry lips, Song Jiqing stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked his lips.

Then he pursed his lips and closed the little lip, as if to hide it from others to see.

But Cheng Mu is not very kind now, and his badness overflows a lot.

He stretched out his thumb to touch it, rubbed it lightly for a moment, pressed Song Jiqing's lips, and gently pressed it down, not wanting him to continue biting it.

He wanted to see it, but he didn't allow Song Jiqing to hide it.

Song Jiqing was dreaming, dreaming that he became Little Red Riding Hood in the fairy tale book, the big bad wolf bit his face and lips fiercely, and said: "I want to eat you."

Song Jiqing was startled, and opened his eyes suddenly.

It was already light outside the window, he touched the phone on the bedside table and checked, it was 35:[-].

Cheng Mu was standing in front of the full-length mirror tying his tie, when he heard the movement, he looked back and asked, "Are you awake?"

Song Jiqing mumbled "Mm", and Cheng Mu's face suddenly overlapped with the image of the big bad wolf in the dream, biting his face and lips in the same way.

Song Jiqing's mind suddenly cleared up, "You...are you going to work?"

"No," Cheng Mu said, "just have a meal with friends."

Song Jiqing nodded, and then heard Cheng Mu ask him, "Do you want to go together?"

"Will it be inconvenient for me to go?" Song Jiqing's voice became very low.

"No," Cheng Mu said, "I want to introduce them to you."

Song Jiqing got up from the bed, rubbed his face vigorously, and said, "Then I'll go."

Cheng Mu was driving, Song Jiqing was sitting in the co-pilot, and there was Li Cheng in the back seat, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, looking refined and serious.

"How long do you plan to stay this time?" Cheng Mu asked.

Li Cheng in the back seat raised the frame of the mirror and said, "This time it will take a little longer. It should take about a year. There is a big project to be done in China."

Song Jiqing looked out the window and silently listened to their conversation, although he couldn't understand everything later on.

Li Cheng asked, "What's your sister-in-law's name?"

As soon as these words came out, the corners of Cheng Mu's mouth twitched.

Hearing that the topic suddenly fell on him, Song Jiqing came back to his senses and hurriedly said, "Ah, my name is Song Jiqing, you can do whatever you want."

Li Cheng's attitude was very easy-going, "Hello, Ji Qing."

Song Jiqing nodded and said, "Hello."

The corners of Cheng Mu's mouth retracted, and he said to Li Cheng in the back seat, "You don't need to be so intimate."

As a good friend for many years, how can Li Cheng not understand his thoughts, "Hey", "It's alright, alright, you can call me sister-in-law, sister-in-law, sister-in-law, that's fine."

Cheng Mu looked ahead, his expression unchanged: "Yes."

Song Jiqing pursed his lips, half of his ear was a little hot.

After booking a place to eat early, Song Jiqing was unavoidably nervous when he heard lively voices inside before entering the box.

But one second before going in, Cheng Mu suddenly squeezed his palm and signaled him "It's okay, take it easy".

Cheng Mu's friends were indeed very kind. After Cheng Mu introduced Song Jiqing, everyone started booing cheerfully, saying, "You're married and you're hiding it, but now you're letting us know. It deserves a fine."

Feeling at ease in such an atmosphere, Song Jiqing sat next to Cheng Mu and laughed along quietly. Cheng Mu took off his coat, and he took it and put it in his arms.

"Okay, it's my fault, it's my fault." Cheng Mu took a sip of his wine glass and took a sip, directly accepting the punishment.

Song Jiqing frowned worriedly, reached out from under the table and touched his knee, "Cheng Mu, let me drink for you..."

Cheng Mu smiled and said, "How much can you drink, I'm fine, don't worry." After speaking, he also touched the back of Song Jiqing's hand.

After drinking this glass of wine, the door of the box was pushed open again, "Sorry, I'm late." The voice of the visitor was clear and crisp, sounding very gentle.

"Qingzi, you are so busy, here you are finally, take a seat." Sun Tielan waved his hand, signaling to her that there was still an empty seat next to Cheng Mu.

Chen Qingzi went directly to sit next to Cheng Mu, she smiled and said, "Long time no see, Cheng Mu."

Cheng Mu also replied with a smile: "It's indeed a long time no see."

Chen Qingzi took a glance, she knew everyone except Song Jiqing, so she asked, "This is..."

Song Jiqing smiled at her and said, "Hi, I'm Cheng Mu's lover."

The smile on Chen Qingzi's face froze for a moment, but she recovered quickly, bumped Cheng Mu with her hand, and teased, "Cheng Mu, why did you get married so quietly? You want to hide it from me."

Song Jiqing clearly saw the subtle changes in the expression on Chen Qingzi's face, but he just held the corner of his mouth and didn't speak any more.

It was rare for old friends to get together, chatting and drinking was very lively, and when it was over, Sun Tielan was still talking about whether he wanted to play a game of billiards, and the rest agreed and said "yes".

Li Cheng was going to see his old friend, so he waved his hands and said no.Chen Qingzi couldn't say it, and when she walked out, she came over with her bag in her hand, and asked with a smile if she could give Cheng Mu a ride.

Cheng Mu was a little drunk, Song Jiqing supported him and said, "Okay, we can send you back first."

"But you have to wait a little longer, the driver I called will take a while to arrive."

Chen Qingzi folded her arms and looked at Song Jiqing: "Forget it, I'm just joking, I have someone to pick me up, you guys go back first, bye."

"Well, then you go home and be careful."

Song Jiqing helped Cheng Mu walk to the side of the road, and muttered, "Should I make some hangover soup first when I get home? What should I put in?"

"Is Aunt Fang asleep? Do you want to ask her?"

"Forget it. Aunt Fang goes to bed early, so I'll search the Internet myself."

"Hey, why is Cheng Mu so heavy?"

After finally moving the man into the car, Cheng Mu wrapped his arms around his neck, leaned his head, and asked, "What were you reading along the way?"

"Quietly scolding you." Song Jiqing lied to him.

"Oh," Cheng Mu smiled, "Curse me quietly."

"Chen Qingzi is my college classmate," Cheng Mu said, "Don't get me wrong."

Song Jiqing's little sore gap was strangely soothed by these words, and at this moment, he felt a sense of embarrassment that was seen through, "I didn't misunderstand."

Cheng Mu rubbed against his neck, smiled, and pinched his ears.

Song Jiqing didn't drink, but maybe Cheng Mu's alcohol smell was too strong, which made him feel a little drunk for a while.

"You smell very sweet," Cheng Mu leaned closer to his neck, Song Jiqing couldn't help but tense his skin with the heat of his words, "Song Jiqing."

Song Jiqing's breathing was a little unsteady, and he said, "I thought you were used to it."

Cheng Mu's lips seemed to rub against his neck, and he said, "No." His voice seemed to enter Song Jiqing's ears from far away in the sky, making a certain muscle in his brain tense, and he remained motionless. Dare to move.

After a moment of silence, Song Jiqing's voice trembled, and he asked, "Did you kiss me? Cheng Mu."

At this time, someone knocked on the car window, "Hello, sir, I am your substitute driver."

Song Jiqing was about to get up, but was pushed back into his arms by Cheng Mu, his back was held down by his palm, and the scalding heat penetrated through his clothes, making his heart beat faster. Cheng Mu's voice rang in his ears, saying word by word: "Kiss."

Song Jiqing blushed completely, and for a moment he forgot what he was going to do.

Before he could react, Cheng Mu said again: "But I didn't kiss enough."

"I still want to kiss."

Song Jiqing's heartbeat was completely out of sequence, crackling like messy raindrops.

The surrogate driver waited outside for a long time before getting into the car and sitting in the driver's seat. He was a little dissatisfied and wanted to explode.

But Song Jiqing sincerely apologized to him in a friendly voice, "Sorry, I've waited so long."

It's not that the surrogate driver is unkind, "Forget it, don't care about those."

"Well, please drive slowly, I'm afraid he'll feel bad if he's drunk."

"Row."

"Thank you." Song Jiqing wanted to speak again, but was suddenly covered by Cheng Mu.

Cheng Mu's voice paused, he was obviously drunk, and he could even hear a bit of grievance: "Ji Qing, don't talk to him so much... Go home and tell me."

Song Jiqing pursed his lips, opened his eyes subconsciously, and nodded after a long time.

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Song Jiqing: Why is he like this!I'm really shy! T^T