Chapter 39
On the way to eat hot pot, Bo Yiming sat between the two fathers. Although his long legs could already stand firmly on the ground, he couldn't help but lift up his feet and swing them for fun.
I really like the family of three going out together~
After arriving at a famous lake view hot pot restaurant, several cars drove directly into the Jiangnan courtyard style
A single-family courtyard.
When the three got off the car, they were greeted by the restaurant owner, the housekeeper of the courtyard, and Uncle Xu who had delivered some home-cooked food in advance.
In the evening, the courtyard is pleasant and green, somewhat like a small mansion during the Republic of China period.
There was a slight breeze and Bo Tingyuan was about to take off his suit, but Uncle Xu had already taken out a thin blanket and handed it to him.
Bo Tingyuan took it, opened it and draped it over Wen Cishu's shoulders.
Wen Cishu gathered the blanket and asked the boss curiously: "Excuse me, you don't receive many guests every day, right?"
"Yes, there are five courtyards in total." The boss was obviously very proud of his restaurant and introduced, "We have done a very good job of privacy in all aspects. Generally, we only receive distinguished guests and celebrities like you."
Wen Cishu smiled faintly.
Stepping into the living room, facing the calm lake with ripples under the sunset, Bo Yiming ran forward quickly and saw the moored boat at a glance.
The boss was very considerate and said, "The boats are available for guests to go boating on the lake. If children want to try it, we can provide equipment."
Bo Yiming exclaimed, "Okay, I'll have some hot pot and then play."
The boss immediately asked the housekeeper to prepare it.
After Wen Cishu sat down, he smiled and said, "Yiming, this is your first time eating hotpot, you choose the soup base."
Bo Yiming picked up the menu and combined it with the photos on the tablet computer handed to him by the boss, as if he had opened the door to a new world.
Although there were only three of them, he got the consent of his two fathers and chose an octagonal and quarter-inch pot, intending to try every flavor.
Some of the ingredients were provided by the restaurant, and some were brought by Uncle Xu from the Bo family mansion.
At first, the restaurant steward helped to scald the food, but after Bo Yiming figured it out, he asked him to do it himself.
After everyone in the restaurant had left, Bo Yiming stood up and served food to the two fathers one by one.
"Little daddy, I think eating like this is so fun."
"Is it fun?" Wen Cishu smiled and pursed his lips. He picked up the delicious traditional sour plum soup and saw that he was going to blanch some vegetables from the bottom of the pot of fish maw chicken for himself. "You give it to Daddy. I can't eat too much."
Bo Tingyuan asked, "Is the soup too salty?"
"Fortunately, Uncle Xu should have told me to make it light on purpose." Wen Cishu saw the little monkey randomly mixing a dish of dipping sauce from the sixteen-grid seasoning and reminded him, "Don't put so much chili."
Bo Yiming dipped his chopsticks in the chili pepper and frowned because it was so spicy: "Wow, my tongue hurts. Why can't I eat chili peppers?"
Wen Cishu smiled and said, "Where did you get the gene for eating chili peppers?"
"Is that really how it is?" Bo Yiming refused to believe it and lightly touched it with the blanched wagyu slices. However, he still stood up because of the spiciness. "It's over. My mouth is going to spit fire!"
Wen Cishu held his chin up and looked at him, how lively he was, just like a fresh shrimp just caught from the lake.
When he came to his senses, he found that Bo Tingyuan was looking at him.
He put his other hand on his chin and said in a deliberately deep tone: "Don't look at me, look at the food."
Bo Tingyuan smiled.
"Wow wow wow ~ Big Daddy you're laughing again!"
Bo Yiming put down his chopsticks and counted his fingers exaggeratedly, "I laughed several times today!"
Wen Cishu stretched out his hand and pulled his cheek: "Eat quickly, or your father and I will go back first."
Bo Yiming picked up his chopsticks and muttered, "Are you going to talk again today?"
Wen Dictionary:?
Bo Tingyuan looked at his younger son, who looked aggrieved, and said formally, "Yes, there are many things that need to be discussed seriously."
Wen Dictionary:? ?
Bo Yiming puffed his cheeks sadly. The thin and tender fish fillet covered with sauce no longer tasted good in his mouth.
"What about tomorrow? The day after tomorrow?"
Without waiting for the two fathers to answer, he said in a loud voice: "I don't care, I want to sleep with the little father today." After saying that, he immediately stared at the big father, "Don't you dare take me away!"
He pinched the little dad's clothes and mouthed "mommy~"
Bo Tingyuan naturally saw it, but didn't say anything.
"Well, let's eat first."
Bo Yiming just assumed that both fathers agreed, haha!
After dinner, he did not forget to go boating.
Naturally, the restaurant manager didn't dare to let the young master go up alone. While getting a life jacket, he said he would arrange for someone to help him row the boat.
Bo Tingyuan stopped him and got on the boat to row his son. "Yiming, go put on your life jacket."
"Okay~" Bo Yiming quickly put it on.
Bo Tingyuan draped the blanket over Wen Cishu.
He placed his palm on his shoulder and rubbed it gently, then bent down and said in his ear, "Don't go out, it's windy outside."
"Okay." Wen Cishu moved to sit by the window and held the cup of hot tea poured by Uncle Xu.
In the blue-purple night sky, a thin crescent moon hangs in the air like a silver hook.
A tall and a short figure walked towards the boat. The boat was shaped like a willow leaf, and at each end of its raised body, an octagonal Chinese lamp was lit, two small bright yellow spots.
Bo Tingyuan rolled up his sleeves as he walked, while Bo Yiming kept jumping around and chattering endlessly.
Wen Cishu still can't figure out who this child inherited the habit of being so talkative from.
Bo Tingyuan got on the boat first, stood firmly, reached out to pick up his son and took him down. He waited until he was firmly seated before sitting down and starting to row the boat.
As the boat started moving, Bo Yiming waved excitedly to the little father in the house, moving forward swayingly.
Uncle Xu watched this scene with his master, a little worried: "The eldest master is not wearing a life jacket, the young master should not overturn the boat."
"No." Wen Cishu thought, since Bo Tingyuan wanted to row the boat for his son, there was no reason why he couldn't stabilize the boat.
He took a picture with his mobile phone, but the thick floor-to-ceiling windows inevitably affected him by the light from inside the house, so he went around to the door.
Uncle Xu said from the side: "Sir, how about I take the photo and you sit inside."
Wen Cishu actually took a gulp of cold air and couldn't help but cough lightly, then quickly went back to sit down.
Uncle Xu quickly added hot water.
Because it was getting late, Bo Tingyuan did not row towards the center of the lake.
The restaurant owner just came to give instructions specifically, and he also sent people to guard at a distance, for fear that the two guests would accidentally fall into his lake.
Bo Yiming just wanted to have fun, so he ordered his father: "Please, Mr. First Mate, take me back quickly!"
Bo Tingyuan paddled calmly and cooperated well with his son's little game. "Who's the captain?"
"Of course it's me~" Bo Yiming raised his head as a matter of course, stretched out his arm, and pointed to the brightly lit restaurant - the gentle figure by the window, "First mate, listen to the order, let's sail to the lighthouse!"
Wen Cishu didn't hear his son's words because they were quite far away. But after seeing his actions, he cooperated by tilting his head to the side with a smile on his face.
The lake-facing window of the Chinese-style courtyard is like a picture frame, and Wen Cishu stands in it, like an infinitely charming ink-and-wash figure in the warm orange-yellow light.
The boat suddenly stopped.
Bo Yiming looked at his grandfather in confusion, only to find that he was taking pictures with his cell phone.
"Big Daddy, do you take pictures of Little Daddy?"
"Yeah." Bo Tingyuan raised his hand and pressed his shoulder, "Let's go ashore and watch."
Bo Yiming hummed, "I can take a picture too~"
Wen Cishu saw the father and son taking pictures facing him, and they cooperated by making a V sign.
He remembered that when Zhu Wei and Rongrong, mother and daughter, took photos together last time, they always leaned against each other and made a cute "heart" with their hands, so he also raised his arms and made a sign above his head.
"Wow~" Bo Yiming exclaimed, "Little daddy gave me love~"
Bo Tingyuan glanced at the back of his son's round head and made no comment.
The boat began to drift slowly again.
After returning to the room, Wen Cishu handed the suit jacket he was holding in his arm to Bo Tingyuan.
He asked the little monkey who took off his life jacket, "Is it fun to go boating on the lake at night?"
Bo Yiming nodded, but held onto his little dad and complained secretly: "Little dad, big dad won't let me row the boat, oh no!"
Before she could finish her words, her hair was ruffled by a big hand.
Bo Tingyuan explained: "It's not safe at night."
He placed his slender hands in front of him and quickly buttoned up his suit, instantly returning to his usual meticulous and serious appearance as a patriarch.
Wen Cishu smoothed the monkey's hair: "Baby, be good and listen to your daddy~"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Cishu realized that the father and son, one with his eyes lowered and the other with his eyes raised, were both staring at him quietly.
"What's wrong?"
Bo Yiming threw himself into his father's arms with a happy look on his face, hugged his waist with both arms, and called in a muffled voice: "Mommy~~~~~"
Wen Cishu hugged him and looked at Bo Tingyuan.
Bo Tingyuan's lips moved slightly, hesitating to speak, and finally raised his hand to brush the long hair behind his ears: "Let's go home."
Wen Cishu didn't understand what he meant by his green eyes, but then the little monkey in his arms was pulled away by him and he was picked up sideways.
Bo Yiming felt cold:? ? ?
He stamped his feet and hurried to catch up, muttering, "Don't you want your lovely little son? Wait for me! I'm the baby of my little daddy. How can you abandon me?"
Wen Cishu leaned on Bo Tingyuan's shoulder, his eyes sliding from his nose to his thin lips.
I don't know if it was his illusion.
——The look in her eyes just now was as if she wanted to kiss him.
Bo Yiming was afraid of being "excluded" from the warm little car of the family of three. When the eldest father sent the younger father to the back seat, he opened the door on the other side and got in first, letting out a loud "humph".
Wen Cishu put his arm around his shoulders, turned his face to comfort him, "Okay, don't be angry. I won't abandon our baby."
Bo Yiming became even more violent, and began to twist his body in his little father's arms as if his skin was pricked by clothes.
Bo Tingyuan happened to be sitting next to Wen Cishu and held his right hand.
Seeing this, Bo Yiming quickly grabbed the little father's left hand.
Good, he likes sitting like this.
Wen Cishu was caught between the father and his son, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
"By the way, did you take pictures just now? Let me see them?"
"Okay, I'll send it to my little dad. It's better to see it on a mobile phone." Bo Yiming let go of his father's hand and operated the small watch obediently.
Just when Wen Cishu wanted to free one hand to take his cell phone, his right hand was suddenly held tightly.
He had no choice but to take it with his left hand.
When clicking on the photo, Wen Cishu said to himself: Baby, don’t ask who took the better photo!
"Little daddy..."
"Yiming, stop talking so much. Your little daddy is tired too."
The father and son said in unison.
The voice was bright, tender, lively and powerful.
The other voice was deep and mellow, carrying a hint of earnest advice.
"oh."
Bo Yiming pursed his lips obediently, shook his head, and made a "Wu~Wu~~" sound, indicating that he would no longer bother his little father.
He placed his hand on the little father's forearm and stroked it from top to bottom twice.
Wen Cishu thanked Bo Tingyuan for his timely interruption, otherwise he would have to rate the photos in front of the two of them.
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night.
Both the super topics "Zizi is Superman" and "Mingzi and his beautiful little father" contain a dark-toned photo of people rowing on the lake.
Under the hazy moonlight, Bo Yiming's face was very clear, but the man sitting opposite him was just a broad and tall back and one-third of his profile.
Fans were asking where the photos were taken, and some even thought they were recording another show.
[The person who posted the photo said that he encountered it while eating in a restaurant. The lake is inside the restaurant.]
[This person later added: It’s a hot pot restaurant]
【Wow! Mingzai and his two dads went to eat hotpot, right? Oh my god, congratulations to Mingzai for having his first hotpot experience in his life! 】
[Hey, why am I suddenly touched? It seems that both fathers take it very seriously.]
[Mingzi is an only child. He is smart, lively and handsome. I must spoil him to death! 】
[The man in the black shirt, isn’t he the handsome guy with the bite stopper? This profile is exactly the same! 】
[They all have the surname Bo, the same suitcase, are Chinese-French, wear glasses, and are 1.9 meters tall. They all match]
Who posted the photo? Why didn’t you take a picture of mommy and the handsome guy who can stop biting in the same frame? I’m really going to be so anxious.]
[Kekekeke… The style of the handsome guy who stops the bite when he appears alone is really different from the caring dad who dotes on his wife and son.]
[Don’t worry about the style of the painting for now, just look at the back of Mingzai’s dad paddling, the lines of his arms, his broad shoulders, narrow waist, and inverted triangle figure… He must be able to easily pick up the delicate mommy~ hehehe]
[Program crew, please, please broadcast it live tonight, or I will feel like breaking into someone’s house]
What to broadcast live? Live streaming bedroom scenes? let me see! 】
【Program team [shocked]: Please note, we are a parent-child program! ! 】
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The Bo family mansion, bedroom on the second floor.
Bo Yiming silently glanced at the big father on the other side of the little father.
What's going on?
Didn’t he agree that he would accompany the little dad tonight?
Forget it. Seeing that the little daddy looked very comfortable leaning against the big daddy, the well-behaved and sensible little monkey decided to continue telling the bedtime story.
Today's little unicorn has found his best friend, opened a new adventure map, and entered the polar glacier world.
Bo Tingyuan received a message from Albert on his mobile phone.
He clicked on it and saw some gossip about the rowing photos.
Albert, as per usual practice, came to ask whether he should let the public relations department handle it immediately.
Bo Tingyuan replied briefly: [Not necessary for now]
Wen Cishu was probably tired. He yawned repeatedly and soon closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Bo Yiming looked at his father's gentle and quiet expression and couldn't help but move closer and kiss him on the cheek.
"Go to sleep." Bo Tingyuan lowered his voice and said to his son.
Bo Yiming obediently put the storybook away, and finally made sure that his grandfather had no intention of taking him away before he pulled up the quilt and closed his eyes.
The soft night light turned off, plunging the room into darkness.
Bo Tingyuan glanced at his son, then bent down and kissed Wen Cishu on his soft lips.
The four lips touched and caressed intimately.
Then he also lay down, holding Wen Cishu's hand in front of him, and clasping their fingers together tightly.
However, he didn't know that Wen Cishu was not completely asleep, but was still in a half-asleep state.
When their lips touched, he suddenly came to his senses.
After his heart beat rapidly, a huge question suddenly popped up in Wen Cishu's mind:
Over the years, had Bo Tingyuan ever kissed him like this on nights when he was sleeping soundly?
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