I stole the big guy's baby

After my mother left that day, I gritted my teeth and dragged Song Qianyi out of the Song house in front of Mr. Song without looking back.

Afterwards, Xiaofei sent me a screen full of thumbs up.

Then I took Song Qianyi to the newly renovated home.

Yes, I bought it myself.

It's just that my parents helped to pay half of the down payment, because I also bought a house in H City, and I really have more than I can afford.

The decoration style is according to Song Qianyi's preferences, with a thick black, white and gray and cold style.

Considering his personality, I chose the double-layer structure of tulle and cotton linen for the curtains.

Seeing the light in Song Qianyi's eyes after entering the room, I suddenly felt that such a long time of hard work was worth it.

"Do you like it?" I was like a young boy in love, eagerly waiting for the response from the girl I love.

This "girl" suddenly threw herself into my arms and buried her head in the crook of my neck.The warm breath rushed behind my ears, a little itchy.

"My illness is cured, so don't think about me so much."

"Of course it's gratifying to be cured, but how can I not consider you."

Hearing this, Song Qianyi hugged me even tighter, making me a little suffocated.

I just wanted to pat him to remind him, but I heard his voice trembling slightly, with a little crying.

My hand stops in mid-air.

"I'm afraid you don't want me anymore."

My gaze softened, and I reached out to hold the back of Song Qianyi's head, letting his hair tangle between my fingers.

"Who am I, don't you still know?"

Once recognized, there is no turning back.

Whether it was the stubbornness towards A Xue in the past, or the firmness towards Song Qianyi now, it was the same.

And they all happen to be you.

"Okay, stop being coquettish. You stole my job, what do you want me to do?" I messed up Song Qianyi's hair in a wicked way, then let go of him and went straight to the sofa to lie down.

Song Qianyi muttered softly, and sat beside me, "You also know that you like acting like a baby..."

I blinked slyly, and leaned closer to him until my nose touched, "I don't act like a baby, how can I touch you so easily."

After finishing speaking, my hands pinched Song Qianyi's fair nape.

I heard that animals are very sensitive to this part, because they were often picked up by their parents when they were young, so I want to try it.

He trembled all over, like a lazy Persian cat, his whole body softened.

I'm a little dumbfounded. Is this such an exaggeration?

Song Qianyi stared at me resentfully, "You don't think about that, do you?"

My conscience, I don't have that idea at all.

Although we haven't seen each other for more than a year, I have more tender feelings for Song Qianyi. ** Definitely, but not strongly.

Seeing me trying to deny it, Song Qianyi's expression collapsed for a moment, and he looked away in confusion, "Really..."

I said, "That's not it."

Then I suddenly realized that there was no food at home. I just finished lunch outside, but dinner was not yet available.

I was planning to go to the supermarket to buy some food with Song Qianyi after the nap, but he grabbed my wrist and said in a non-stop manner——

"I think so."

???

Have you thought about it?What are you thinking?Want to eat or sleep?Still want to be indescribable?

If you want to talk about this, I won't be tired.

So I drew the heavy curtains knowingly, took off my clothes, and fought from the living room to the bathroom, and then from the bathroom to the bedroom.

Turn the longing and love of the past year into sweat, and try my best to integrate the other party into my own flesh and blood.

We spent the whole afternoon in this incisive joy. If we don’t do it, we don’t know that my stamina is so strong.

As expected of me.

Song Qianyi was made to fall asleep again by me, the corners of his mouth still curled up a little, it looked like he had a sweet dream.

But even though he was asleep, his hands still held my waist tightly.

Really, I didn't find him so clingy before.

I picked up my phone and checked the time, it was already past six o'clock in the evening.

"What do you want to eat? I'll go out for a while." I whispered in his ear.

Song Qianyi murmured in a half-dream and half-awake state, with a sexy hoarse tone after acting, "I don't want to eat...don't go."

I couldn't laugh or cry and pinched the tip of his nose, "Be good, be obedient."

He was finally woken up by me, the blur in his half-closed eyes gradually receded, "What date is it today?"

"Number 1, what's wrong?"

"How many days do you have left on vacation?"

"Four days."

"My mother's death day will be three days later, can you accompany me to see her?"