Chapter 76
In the evening, the guests each entered the camping parent-child suites prepared by the program team, which were spherical in design with a planetary theme.
Each suite has its own independent courtyard, connected by garden paths.
Bo Yiming entered the small courtyard with a wooden fence and found a small swimming pool. "Wow, I can jump straight into the pool when I wake up tomorrow morning!"
Then he happily jumped up the stairs, "I brought two sets of swimming trunks on purpose."
Wen Cishu swiped his card to open the door and entered first.
His eyes just happened to meet the camera, so he raised his hand and waved, thinking in his heart: In this case, how can I seize the opportunity to "interrogate" Bo Tingyuan?
[Wow, mommy’s stunning beauty]
[Holding my wife and spinning around~]
Bo Tingyuan carried the suitcase into the room, closed the door, and tilted his ear to listen.
"Dad, what are you doing?" Bo Yiming came over and listened, "Are you afraid that a thief will come in?"
Bo Tingyuan ruffled his son's hair and said, "Listen to the sound of the waves."
He was afraid that it was too heavy and would disturb Wen Cishu's rest.
After Bo Yiming understood, he said seriously: "Wow, it's so quiet, I can't hear anything at all."
"Yiming, go wash up first."
Bo Tingyuan walked towards the suitcase, opened the large box with light movements, and took out two sets of bedding.
Wen Cishu came forward to help.
Bo Yiming jumped to the coffee table first, picked a strawberry from the welcome fruit and stuffed it into his mouth, then jumped to the two fathers and asked, "Why are there two sets?"
"I've prepared a set for you, too."
Bo Tingyuan explained, "You don't want it?"
"ah?"
Bo Yiming pouted and deliberately said, "Don't you want to sleep with your cute little son?"
The two fathers looked at each other in tacit understanding.
Wen Cishu smiled and pinched the kid's face: "Uncle Xu was very considerate and prepared two sets, but it's up to you whether to use them or not."
"Oh~" Bo Yiming shook his head, "Then let's go take a shower!"
He deliberately lowered his voice and encouraged, "Big Daddy, come on and make the bed! You will do a good job. I believe in you!"
After saying that, he ran to take a shower.
Wen Cishu helped him get some change of clothes.
Is it my problem? It would be too cruel if the baby next door, Xiaoqi, sleeps alone, but Mingzai, I actually want him to sleep in a room by himself? 】
You're done! Let Mingzi know and he will definitely denounce your double standards! 】
[Raise your hands, sister, I understand you (I just want to see some husband-husband sex scenes, don’t scold me)
It was the first time that Wen Cishu made the bed with Bo Tingyuan.
He pulled the bed sheet and flattened it carefully. In the tacit silence between the two of them, he felt a beauty as plain as water.
He quietly observed Bo Tingyuan and found that he was very serious in everything he did, which was surprisingly not out of place.
It was just a glance, and it was caught by Bo Tingyuan.
"Go take a shower in the bedroom bathroom first, and I'll do the rest."
"Oh." Wen Cishu was caught and hurriedly turned around to get his clothes.
At this moment, the program crew's cell phone on the coffee table flashed.
"Hmm? Do you have a mission this late?"
Wen Cishu picked it up and glanced at it quickly. "The program team said that at 10 pm, the guests can choose to continue the live broadcast or shut it down. If they want to shut it down, just remember to turn on the camera on time tomorrow morning."
He turned his head and shook his phone, "What should we do then?"
"Yeah." Bo Tingyuan put the pillow away and looked straight into his dark eyes that were reflected by the light. "What do you think?"
"Oh." Wen Cishu put his phone away, "Then let's go take a shower."
He walked briskly towards the bathroom, wishing he could jump high on the spot like a little monkey.
--Very good! The live broadcast will be turned off at ten o'clock!
Bo Tingyuan watched him enter and naturally did not miss his excited figure.
[Can it be shut down after 10 o'clock? What bad news! Are mommy and daddy related? 】
[I felt that it was turned off, and my wife was obviously relieved. He seems to have something to discuss with Daddy.
[Daddy, you’ve only answered half of my question, but now you’re turning off the live broadcast? Which production team planned this? Just you wait! 】
[Although it is understandable, but... it's just... ahhhh I hate the production team! 】
When Wen Cishu came out of the bath, the little monkey was already curled up in the big bed, waving at him and pulling back a corner of the quilt: "Little daddy, come here soon."
When Bo Tingyuan turned his head and saw the person walking out of the bathroom, he immediately walked up and pushed him back into the bathroom.
"Hmm?" Wen Cishu blinked his watery eyes in confusion. His wet eyelashes trembled and there were even drops of water rolling down his temples.
Bo Tingyuan closed the door with his backhand, unplugged the microphone, and slowly wiped his powdered skin with a towel.
Because of the hot weather, the air in the bathroom is not very humid.
But Wen Cishu felt that the temperature was even higher than the hot shower he had just taken, and whispered, "The audience will be suspicious."
"What do you doubt?"
Bo Tingyuan lifted his wet chin, "You always forget that we have been married for ten years."
“…”
Wen Cishu's dark eyes turned around, looking at his handsome face in front of him, and deliberately said, "So, you are dissatisfied now and are blaming me?"
The arms around his waist tightened, and his whole body was pulled into Bo Tingyuan's chest.
Every inch of skin that has just been washed with hot water feels like the most delicate and tender rose petals in the world.
The softness of the fingertips seemed to be tempting Bo Tingyuan.
As long as he applied a little force with his fingertips, he could leave his mark on the fair skin.
When Wen Cishu saw him staring at him silently, he suddenly felt depressed and unbearable, and his chest rose and fell slightly.
"Big Daddy? What happened to Little Daddy?"
Bo Yiming's worried voice came from outside the door.
"fine."
Bo Tingyuan's green eyes instantly returned to their normal calmness. He quickly wiped away the remaining water droplets on his neck and helped comb his messy hair.
Wen Cishu lazily did not move, just admiring the person in front of him
——The other half who looks cold but is extremely gentle and considerate in his actions.
The two walked out of the bathroom one after the other.
[Did you pounce on your sweet and soft wife when you saw her? 】
[Mingzi, don't disturb your two fathers ah ah ah]
[I didn’t even see the beautiful girl coming out of the bath, but your little dad actually blocked her way? 】
Wen Cishu went to bed and saw the little boy handing over a fairy tale, "Hmm? Are you going to let your little daddy tell you a story today?"
"Hmm~~~" Bo Yiming shook his head in a long tone, tilted his head and leaned on the little father's arms, secretly glanced at the big father who entered the bathroom, "Let's let the big father decide tonight, okay? I saw him take the book yesterday too."
"Really?" Wen Cishu thought to himself, you little brat has really sharp eyes. "Okay, let Big Daddy talk then."
"Hehe~" Bo Yiming crawled into the quilt, hugged his little father's arm, and twisted around like a happy little baby.
[Does your family have the habit of reading books or stories at night? Too warm, isn't it? 】
【I remember! Mingzi took the book in the first issue, but mommy said she was too tired to read it.]
【Everyone, it is now half past nine, and there is still half an hour before the live broadcast ends. Please cherish your time. 】
【? You are the devil! 】
Someone was continuously sending countdown messages on the live broadcast screen.
Ten minutes later, Bo Tingyuan, wearing the same pajamas as Wen Cishu, walked out of the bathroom and turned off most of the lights, leaving only the bedroom.
The audience was amazed at Mingzai Daddy's figure. His broad shoulders could hold up his pajamas, which had no clear silhouette, and he looked just like a male model on the catwalk.
After Bo Tingyuan went to bed, Wen Cishu handed him the fairy tale book and said with a smile: "Today, Yiming and I want to listen to your story."
Bo Yiming lay beside the little father and muttered, "Big father, do you remember where I was talking about yesterday?"
——This is very important!
Bo Tingyuan looked at him, seeming to be in trouble.
"Oh!" Bo Yiming immediately "accused", "Little dad, look, big dad didn't listen to my story at all."
As for this topic, Wen Cishu doesn’t really want to participate.
——Because he didn’t listen carefully and felt guilty.
Bo Tingyuan raised his eyebrows and slowly recalled the plot: "The unicorn gave up the fifth spirit stone and chose to enter a new world of adventure with his friends?"
Wen Cishu's eyes slowly widened—do you really remember?
Bo Yiming sat up and blinked frantically.
Incredible Big Daddy!
Bo Tingyuan let him lie down, raised his hand and pulled the quilt: "Okay, let's start."
He opened the fairy tale book, found the page, and began to read the story in French.
[The French fairy tale book that appeared last week! Mommy has also thought about it, right? Mingzai is so happy.
[If someone told me that this heartwarming scene of a family of three was from a movie or TV series, I would really believe it]
[Daddy has such a sexy voice, don’t use it to read stories, use it to tell sweet words! 】
[Imagine the couple talking in French late at night without our knowledge and the child's knowledge, and then French kissing each other... [yellow heart][yellow heart]]
Not long after, amid the wailing of the audience, Bo Tingyuan turned off the live broadcast.
At this time, Bo Yiming was already drowsy.
Wen Cishu saw Bo Tingyuan take off his glasses and put them on the bedside table, and his lips moved.
——Bo Tingyuan is going to sleep? Is there no intention at all to talk to me?
He became more and more anxious, and hurriedly grabbed his wrist that was resting on the quilt and shook it slightly.
Bo Tingyuan turned his head and looked at him.
In the dim light of the wall lamp, the two looked at each other.
Wen Cishu pursed his dry lips and suddenly felt a little ashamed. "never mind……"
He let go of Bo Tingyuan's hand.
But Bo Tingyuan suddenly whispered, "Wait a moment."
He lifted the quilt and stood up, took the thick blanket from the sofa and draped it over Wen Cishu's shoulders, then hugged him and took out the quilt.
Wen Cishu's heart was in his throat, and he met his gaze fixedly. “Where… where?”
Bo Tingyuan didn't answer, but carried him into the small room originally intended for children.
There was no light in the room, only the bright moon over the sea outside the floor-to-ceiling window.
Bo Tingyuan held the person and sat on the sofa facing the window. He lowered his forehead and rubbed his nose lightly. "Today has been really long." 】
Wen Cishu unconsciously clutched the collar of his pajamas, not knowing what he was nervous about.
He tilted his head slightly, but put his cheek against his, indulging in the intimate rubbing of ears and temples, and asked softly, a little overwhelmed, "What's wrong?"
In the silence, their breathing gradually became rapid, and only the moonlight illuminated the mutual probing and teasing between the two.
When Wen Cishu's soft waist was rubbed hard by a palm, he let out a slight low cry from his throat.
His opening of his lips was like a secret signal, prompting Bo Tingyuan to kiss him fiercely.
Afterwards, in the silvery moonlight, the two of them were like a snake and a rose, entwining each other in a twisted yet satisfying way.
"Bo Tingyuan!" Wen Cishu pushed his shoulders hard, his spine struggling to break free from his shackles and embrace, avoiding his strong kiss, panting and whispering, "You, what about what we talked about at dinner? You're not going to tell me, are you?"
He tilted his head back, trying his best to avoid his lips and tongue.
Bo Tingyuan, however, kept pressing on, his palms even going over his pajamas and completely pressing against the skin of his back, rubbing it vigorously again and again.
Wen Cishu's hand finally came out from the blanket, and covered his lips with it, staring at him coldly: "Speak!"
Bo Tingyuan stared at him straight, bent his head and kissed the palm of his hand, the hot air from his nose blowing between his fingers, even slowly moving down to the base of his palm.
For the first time, Wen Cishu discovered that his eyes had a faint and mysterious luster like the aurora in the moonlight.
This realization made him feel that the palm kiss was filled with extreme eroticism, and his whole body felt numb, as if he had drunk some kind of aphrodisiac.
After biting the tip of his tongue, Wen Cishu managed to resist the urge to kiss her.
He quickly pulled his hand back: "If you don't tell me, then... don't even think about kissing me." He retracted his arm into the blanket.
Bo Tingyuan chuckled vaguely, moved his face closer to him, and kissed his earlobe with his lips. "What do you want to hear? Ask."
Wen Cishu said repeatedly: "Paris, where exactly did we meet for the first time? How did you see me? I...hiss——"
His earlobe was gently bitten and his words stopped abruptly.
Bo Tingyuan patiently persuaded: "Come one by one."
Wen Cishu: "Then tell me the specific location first."
Just as he finished speaking, his earlobe was kissed again.
Along with the hot breath that rushed into my ears was a low, sexy voice: "What's the reward?"
Wen Cishu: "..."
He snorted softly, and decided not to bother with the bad guy for the time being. He turned his face and kissed his protruding, thick Adam's apple.
With the intention of "venting his anger", he kissed, licked, and even licked it with the tip of his wet tongue.
"hiss……"
Bo Tingyuan hugged him so tightly that he almost embedded him into his body, but he had to pull his upper body away and stare at him, "So direct?"
Wen Cishu snorted and laughed: "Didn't someone say that I always forget that we have been married for ten years?"
The hand under the blanket tapped him, "Answer the question! Stop changing the subject all the time."
Bo Tingyuan felt the lingering sound in his Adam's apple and said quickly: [Rue de la Paix]
"Heping Street?" Wen Cishu frowned and fell into memories.
Bo Tingyuan kissed his soft lips that were slightly opened when he was absent-minded, and kissed him repeatedly in fascination.
Wen Cishu reacted quickly and avoided his lips.
“Is it a shopping street that sells luxury goods?”
"A jewelry store."
Bo Tingyuan's eyes lingered between his eyebrows and lips, and he said slowly, "That day, I stopped by to pick up a brooch that my mother had ordered."
Wen Cishu himself added: "So we passed each other, and you saw me? And I didn't see you?"
Bo Tingyuan signaled with his eyes.
award.
Wen Cishu was so angry that he wanted to jump up and beat him up, but he was still beaten to death.
As a last resort, he tilted his head slightly and took the initiative to kiss the corner of his lips. Seeing that he was actually indifferent, he could only test it slowly.
Bo Tingyuan hugged him, his heart stirred by the immature yet bold action.
When Wen Cishu's tongue tip actively explored, he realized what he was doing and suddenly lost control and became crazy.
He always felt that Bo Tingyuan was mysterious and dangerous, but he had a charm that made him explore and desire.
When their lips and tongues parted, Wen Cishu panted heavily, staring straight at him, and asked brazenly for the first time: "You like me to kiss you so actively, don't you?"
What answered him was Bo Tingyuan's wild and even rough passionate kiss.
The two of them hugged each other's necks and shoulders, and it was more like a silent sweet struggle than a kiss.
Fighting over who likes whom more;
Fighting over who likes to kiss whom more.
Before Wen Cishu's heart started beating faster, Bo Tingyuan stopped his reckless attack and told him what happened that day amid his slight gasps.
"We didn't pass each other. You were walking outside the window, and I was waiting in the jewelry store for the boss to give me a brooch."
Wen Cishu followed his words and fell into the scene of that day.
He was accompanying his parents to look at jewelry, and found that there were jewelry stores everywhere along the street. He did not follow his parents in, but strolled around to admire the jewelry displayed in the windows along the street.
"Just like that, you slowly walked through the windows one by one."
It is difficult for Bo Tingyuan to describe in words the feeling of being moved directly to the soul.
When the vague and hazy person in his dream suddenly appeared before his eyes in a specific appearance, he felt extremely dazed and dizzy.
He had never followed the slender figure with his eyes like he did that day, and even noticed the boss holding the jewelry box, thinking that something unexpected had happened.
Afterwards, Bo Tingyuan calmed down, suspecting that it was just a beautiful illusion.
"When I took the jewelry box and walked out quickly, you disappeared, as if you had never appeared."
Wen Cishu couldn't remember clearly, he just said: "I think I went into a certain store? I forgot."
It could also be that the parents come out suddenly and they go somewhere else together.
Bo Tingyuan sighed deeply: "I thought it was just a short dream."
Wen Cishu hugged him: "What happened next?"
Bo Tingyuan rubbed the corners of his eyebrows, thinking of his uncertainty at the time. Coupled with the fact that he had never had the experience of love, he hesitated and was confused for a short time.
At this moment he said slowly in French: [Later, I was unwilling to accept that it was just a dream. 】
Wen Cishu suddenly opened his eyes: "Then how come...yes, how come we happened to meet on a blind date?"
This also involves the old man of the Bo family.
Wen Cishu feels that this is not a simple matter.
Bo Tingyuan kissed his forehead: "Not going to sleep anymore?"
Wen Cishu grabbed his collar and said viciously: "Bo Tingyuan, if you dare to ask me to listen to the next analysis, I will call the police immediately."
Bo Tingyuan smiled faintly, lowered his head and kissed the back of his hand: "Grandpa just happened to contact me and wanted me to return to China to see him. All I asked was to ask him to help find you."
"Ah?" Wen Cishu was puzzled. "How do you find me? Just describe me to him? How do you describe me? Let me hear it."
After asking, he saw a subtle smile in Bo Tingyuan's eyes. "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Bo Tingyuan lowered his head and bit his lips hard: "I gave him a portrait of you."
These words were like a grand firework, exploding in Wen Cishu's ears, and he was instantly trapped in a huge and unreal illusion.
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