Chapter 89
The couple walked down from the elevator. As soon as the door opened, Bo Yiming jumped over with a happy face.
Wen Cishu stepped forward and put his arm around his shoulders: "Why are you so happy all of a sudden?"
Bo Yiming raised his head, stretched his neck like a little alpaca, and said in a sweet voice: "Little daddy~~~~~"
Wen Cishu scratched his chin and said, "Well, go ahead."
"How about we pick up Xingxing and bring her home tonight?"
Bo Tingyuan asked his son: "Do Xingxing's parents know?"
Bo Yiming nodded vigorously.
Wen Cishu glanced at Bo Tingyuan and said, "Then let's go pick up Xingxing together?" He lowered his eyes to look at the kid again and said, "We still have enough time. How about we take him home for dinner?"
"Okay!" Bo Yiming was so happy that he ran around his two fathers twice in a childish manner.
Seeing that Bo Tingyuan was silent, Wen Cishu thought he had some opinion, so he winked at him silently.
Bo Tingyuan shook his head slightly and said, "Yiming, go tell Uncle Xu and Aunt Zhong to ask them to prepare."
"Okay! I want to sleep in the tent with Xingxing!"
Bo Yiming ran away, turned around and said, "Dad, shall we set off in fifteen minutes?"
Bo Tingyuan nodded in agreement.
He helped Wen Cishu sit on the sofa in the living room and asked his aunt to get a coat.
Everything was ready, and the family of three took a comfortable nanny car to Xingxing's home.
On the way, Bo Yiming kept talking excitedly. He suddenly remembered to ask Uncle Xu to help him prepare a new tennis racket.
"Grandpa Xu, please help me find my blue tennis ball."
Wen Cishu was sitting between the father and son, leaning lazily on Bo Tingyuan's shoulder. Hearing this, he chuckled.
When new friends come to visit your home for the first time, you really have to treat them with the best things.
Bo Yiming hung up the phone, glanced at the little dad, and muttered, "Big dad, look, the little dad is laughing at me!"
Bo Tingyuan said earnestly: "Little Daddy is happy for you."
"That's right~" Wen Cishu smiled even more and reached out to pinch his son's face, "Little fool."
“Hehe~”
Three people arrived.
Chu Han and his wife are both busy today, so Xingxing is being taken care of by the elderly at home.
Wen Cishu had also communicated with Chu Han and successfully received the child.
Xingxing saw that they were Yiming’s brother’s two fathers, greeted them politely and called them uncle, then held her brother’s hand.
The two children walked close to each other, and Xingxing was so excited by Bo Yiming that she almost jumped up.
Waiting for the nanny car, Xingxing saw the familiar white safety seat
——The last time we went to the farm, Brother Yiming prepared it specially for him.
Xingxing lowered his head silently, feeling a little embarrassed.
Bo Yiming helped him button up his shirt and said, "Xingxing, don't be shy. Neither of my fathers will laugh at you."
Wen Cishu laughed secretly in the back row: If you don't expose it, maybe Xingxing will be fine.
When he turned around, he saw Bo Tingyuan looking at him intently.
He raised his long eyebrows twice in a funny way and asked with his eyes: What are you doing?
The setting sun outside the car shone in, making his black hair scattered in front of him glow.
Bo Tingyuan shook his head slightly, then silently raised his hand to his lips and kissed it softly.
In the setting sun, his eyes had a mysterious halo that only emeralds have.
After just one glance at the dictionary, I thought of something else out of place:
For example, Yiming and Xingxing will rest together tonight, so will he and Bo Tingyuan have more time to spend alone together?
He quickly turned his head and looked out the car window.
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night.
While Aunt Zhong was taking the two children to bathe and wash up, Wen Cishu made a simple arrangement in the tent and took out two prepared dolphin pillows and placed them in place.
When Xingxing crawled into the tent, Wen Cishu said, "Xingxing, from now on, this pillow and quilt will be used when you come to play."
"Thank you, uncle."
Xingxing had just taken a shower and was wearing pajamas similar to brother Yiming's.
He likes the two cute and similar little pillows very much. If his uncle wasn't there, he would want to rush over and hug them.
Bo Yiming climbed into the tent, waving two small nightcaps in his hands.
When they went to the hotel before, Wen Cishu let him wear it once and he liked it very much. He even took an extra one when he left the hotel.
Wen Cishu said, "Come on, I'll put them on you and Xingxing."
"Okay~"
Bo Yiming knelt in front of the little dad, closed his eyes, put his hands together, as if praying, "Thank you, little dad~"
Xingxing also knelt down with her brother, as if it was some kind of coronation ceremony, closing her eyes and looking up with anticipation.
Wen Cishu smiled and put them on for the two children. After adjusting them a little, he took out his phone to take a photo: "Xingxing, uncle sent it to your mother. Is that ok?"
"Um."
Xingxing looked at her brother Yiming who was wearing a nightcap. His mixed-race facial features made him look as handsome as the little prince in the fairy tale book.
He touched the tip of his hat that was drooping down on his head and asked in a low voice, "Brother, did it fall off when you were sleeping?"
"Yes!"
Bo Yiming smiled and lowered his head, deliberately shaking the tip of his hat to amuse his brother.
The two children were playing, and Wen Cishu gave them a few instructions and then left the tent.
After he sent the photo to Chu Han, he also posted the back views of the two children wearing nightcaps on Xiao Digua’s account. [A pair of lovely little brothers.] 】
【Um? Wife, you're pregnant with your second child after just a few days of not seeing each other? （bushi】
[It’s Mingzai and Xingxing!] Same pajamas, same hat~Hehe, Qimingxing makes a shining appearance! 】
[It’s the tent that appeared in the show. Is Xingxing going to Mingzai’s house to play? (Mommy, I want to go too~roll around~)
[Mommy, did you finally remember to send a message? Do you know how much I miss you! 】
[Honey, promise me that you won’t disappear suddenly, okay? It really makes me think that the variety show is a dream.]
Wen Cishu was inexplicably touched when he saw that a stranger on the Internet was so concerned about him.
He responded to some well-meaning messages. [Thank you momo for your concern, I will post photos occasionally in the future]
When Bo Tingyuan came in, he glanced at the happy person on the sofa, walked to the door of the tent and asked, "Yiming, do you want to rest?"
"No!" Bo Yiming quickly crawled out, revealing half of his face, "Dad, what's wrong?"
Bo Tingyuan raised his hand and rubbed his son's face: "It's okay, just take good care of your little brother Xingxing at night."
"Yeah!" Bo Yiming tilted his head, "Big Daddy, please take good care of Little Daddy at night."
On the sofa, Wen Cishu narrowed his eyes and raised his face: Hmm?
Bo Yiming said good night to his grandfather, then closed the "door" of the tent from the inside and continued to whisper with Xingxing.
Wen Cishu held the cell phone in his hand and watched Bo Tingyuan walking straight towards him.
Um?
Why does the situation suddenly feel tense?
Bo Tingyuan bent down and picked the person up.
Wen Cishu was startled and kicked his calves slightly to signal the two children in the tent.
Bo Tingyuan held the man tightly against his chest with his strong arms and whispered "hush" softly in his ear.
Wen Cishu suddenly fell silent, his chin resting on his shoulder.
Bo Tingyuan walked to the door, freed one hand and gently closed the door.
Wen Cishu was afraid of falling, so he wrapped his arms tightly around his shoulders.
Just as I was about to breathe a sigh of relief because I had left the room, I suddenly froze when I heard the clear sound of footsteps.
Aunt Zhong was carrying a plate of fruit up to the third floor from downstairs. As soon as she turned around, she met the couple. She walked forward without even looking at them, pretending not to see them.
Bo Tingyuan said, "Aunt Zhong, please take care of Yiming and Xingxing at night."
Aunt Zhong agreed: "Okay."
His tone was so calm, as if he only saw Bo Tingyuan.
Wen Cishu had no choice but to bury himself in Bo Tingyuan's arms and pretend to be asleep, leaving one eye open to observe quietly.
When he saw Aunt Zhong walking towards the room with her back to them, he clenched his fist and knocked on Bo Tingyuan's back.
Enter the bedroom.
Seeing that he still didn't let go of him, Wen Cishu asked in confusion, "Where are you carrying me?"
Bo Tingyuan said, "It's getting late, go wash up."
He kicked the bathroom door open and carried the person in.
Wen Cishu had no objection, but he waited for him to land because the person next to him didn't leave.
He looked at the person in the mirror, and it seemed as if he was suddenly burning with anger as he looked through the body wrapped in black.
Bo Tingyuan's palm covered his face, and his thumb brushed across his slightly pursed lips. "Departure letter."
"Ah?" Wen Cishu had to raise his head and look into his bottomless eyes. "Go ahead."
Bo Tingyuan frowned and said slowly: "I have finished my medicine."
Wen Cishu thought of the bottle of medicine that had only a few pills left when he was at the seaside hotel, and then thought of the scene last night, and immediately blurted out: "Then I won't take it anymore, okay?"
The green eyes behind Bo Tingyuan's glasses flickered slightly.
Wen Cishu didn't understand what his eyes meant.
He took the initiative to rub his warm palm: "Tell me what you want to say."
"Did you see everything last night?"
These low and gentle words made Wen Cishu's eyes suddenly widen.
He he he...
Did he discover himself last night?
Or is it based on some speculation?
Wen Cishu's breathing quickened. The fingers on his arm pinched his shirt and rubbed it back and forth every second, feeling ashamed and hesitant.
Bo Tingyuan could see that he was getting emotional, so he comforted him, "It was me who didn't tell you the truth."
Wen Cishu pursed his dry lips. At this point, there was no need to worry about how he discovered her.
He asked directly: "When do you need to start taking that medicine?"
"After Yiming was born." Bo Tingyuan lowered his eyes and frowned.
Seeing that he seemed to have not finished speaking, as if he had some worries, Wen Cishu waited quietly.
Bo Tingyuan rubbed his face with some force and spoke in French: [You let me have you, and then you completely rejected me. 】
"I..." Wen Cishu's heart sank suddenly, and just as he was about to say something, he was kissed on the lips. “Hmm…”
He quickly took off Bo Tingyuan's glasses and held them in his hands.
In an instant, Bo Tingyuan carried the man to the sink, tilted his head and kissed him, as if quenching his thirst, wantonly absorbing everything he desired.
In just half a minute, Wen Cishu unexpectedly felt a kind of undisguised self-indulgence.
It might be hard for outsiders to imagine that this came from Bo Tingyuan, who is usually cold, rigid and meticulous.
Bo Tingyuan pressed his palm on his back. While feeling his rapid heartbeat, he held his moist and sweet tongue and whispered, "Let's take a bath together tonight?"
Wen Cishu was immersed in his strong breath and uttered a sound that was almost like a whisper, "Hmm."
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