Double King Concerto Op. 192

Yu Chun's biological clock is at six o'clock when he wakes up, he habitually does stretching exercises on the bed, and even grunts a few times, the title of "Little Pig Yu" is well deserved.

The range of motion was a bit large, and a pig's trotter smeared on Moss's face, waking him up.

However, the culprit, Yu Zhen, was still in the state of powering on the machine and waiting to start. His mind was muddled and hazy. He only knew that his stretching exercise was hindered by an unknown object, so he decided to do it again.

Grabbing the pig's trotter that was trying to commit the second attack, Moss didn't need to sleep at all.

——Children are quite honest when they sleep, why are they so troublesome when they wake up?

With his hand caught, Yu Zhen's CPU started up even if he was stunned.

"..." Opening his eyes and seeing such a beautiful scene, Yu Xiaozhu didn't react immediately.

Moss used to sleep only in underwear. Last night, he wanted to wear pajamas for the sake of the child, but habit is habit, so he didn't want to compromise with the accident in reality.

Tomorrow, I will go to Professor Wang to discuss the competition. What if I can't sleep and my condition is not good?

So Moss tried to take off his upper body, only wearing pajama pants, thinking that it would be a big deal to put them back on before the baby woke up.

This time, half of them are worn and the other is not worn. Habits and reality take a step back, and they barely coexist peacefully. After half an hour, Moss successfully fell asleep.

However, the ideal is very full, and the reality is very skinny.

I originally thought that children are sleepy, stay in bed, and if they can be late, it will be late, and if they are not late, it will take half a minute to cry and make trouble.

But Yu Zhen, who has been studying freely, skipping grades and playing freely for many years, has very good study and living habits. The magical biological clock wakes up the child as soon as it reaches six o'clock—waking up half an hour earlier than Moss usually wakes up. Hours.

So Moss didn't even have time to put on his pajamas, when Yu Chun looked at Hong Guoguo's upper body.

"How do you usually exercise?" Yu Xiaozhu looked at his chicken feet, and then turned to observe the arm of Work Eighteen, "The muscle lines are very beautiful."

As he spoke, he went directly to touch the pig's trotters.

"It really feels good in the hand."

Moss: ...

"Ah, you have six-pack abs! Keep it up! Xiaoqiuzi used to have four-pack abs, but they lost them in two years of high school. It's such a pity! It feels so good to the touch, but now I don't even have to touch it! "

Blackface Moss: ...

"Moss, turn around and let me touch your abs!"

The star-eyed Yu Xiaozhu is something most people can't refuse, even his own father Yan Zhen can't help it sometimes, let alone Moss.

——As for the other biological father, Yu Yinglong, his always serious attitude is his attitude, which can be ignored.

So someone turned around and was examined.

So someone was having a lot of fun up and down.

So a certain person woke up and entered the room and shouted in fright: "Wu Cao! Yu Chun, how can you x harass a good husband and wife!"

×Yu Chun who harassed a good man:...

The husband and wife of Mo Liang's family who was harassed by ×: ...

Qiu Weiran, the envoy of justice who didn't know the truth, grabbed Fa Xiao'er and got off the bed: "Don't make trouble here, come back with me!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and smiled at Moss apologetically.

"Senior, thank you. I'm really sorry to cause you trouble. We'll go back right away." While talking, he bent over and backed away, feeling very doggy.

Moss puts on his pajamas and buttons them.

"You don't need to be so polite. Friends don't talk about trouble or trouble. It's right to take care of each other. You can go back after eating here."

Yu Zhen, who doesn't regard himself as an outsider, rubs his eyes: "I want to brush my teeth."

Moss curled his lips and nodded, got up and walked to the bathroom: "I'll get you a toothbrush. Can you use salt white toothpaste?"

"It just so happens that I also use that." Yu Zhen put on his slippers and consciously followed behind. "Do you have mouthwash here?"

"Have."

"Is it also lemony?"

"Mint."

"That's it." The child nodded, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

Moss handed over the unopened toothbrush, lifted the toothpaste and mouthwash with his right hand, and put them on the side of the sink.

"Let's make do with it, I'll buy you lemon flavored ones today and put them here for later use."

"Yeah." Yu Zhen smiled, took the toothbrush and began to unpack it, "Where's the mouthwash cup?"

"Let's use paper cups instead, and we'll buy them together today." With that said, Moss turned to get paper cups from the water dispenser in the small kitchen.

"Which towel do you use?"

"The blue one, I use the white one to wipe my hair." He took the paper cup into the bathroom and filled it with water. "It seems that there are a lot of things to buy, so come with me."

"Okay, what time is it?"

"Just call me after you've found Professor Zou. I asked Qiu Weiran to save the phone number for you last night."

"Oh, wait for my call. Ah, there's too much toothpaste, I'll give you some."

"Stop, if you wipe it up, it will be less."

"Well, all right!"

Looking at the toothbrush with a layer of toothpaste in his hand, Moss raised his hand to take his mouthwash cup from the shelf: "Forget it, let's brush together."

"Hey." Yu Zhen stepped aside to make room for Work Eighteen. "By the way, why is your left cheek a little red?"

Moss: "..."

——I’m ashamed to ask, I don’t know which piggy’s hoof was the cause of the paste.

"Maybe I pressed it when I was sleeping, and it will be fine in a while."

"Oh."

Overall, the dialogue is smooth, the movements are natural, and the situations are everyday.

Qiu Weiran, who was getting more and more confused about the situation, was at a loss in the living room: Yu Xiaozhu, did you build a second stronghold in a day?And what the hell is this instant feeling of newlyweds!

Regarding the decision to let children take the initiative to contact him, I have to say that Moss is very prescient.

Yu Zhen came to Professor Zou's office at 12 o'clock in the morning, and the two of them were busy until 30:[-]. They realized that it was early for lunch when they felt hungry, so they chatted and ate together in the cafeteria, and then talked and chatted in the campus After wandering around for half an hour, I went back to continue my busy work. After tossing and turning, it took more than two hours. It was not until a graduate student under Professor Zou came to hand in his thesis that he inadvertently interrupted this old and young one who had no sense of time.

After one day, the results were good. Eight pictures were changed, and the more changes became smoother.

Mr. Zou reluctantly sent the little apprentice (still boasting) out of the office. If there was no other student present, he would have puffed his cheeks and yelled "I'm so happy".

But student Yu Xiao was very satisfied: Ah, the feeling of drawing today couldn't be better!

Just like that, by the time Yu Zhen called Work Eighteen, it was already past four o'clock.

After shopping, it's time for dinner.

Fortunately, Yu Zhen ordered food in advance yesterday, and Moss saw that the child didn't call at noon, so he went to buy the food by himself and made preparations.

Yu Zhen can eat but can't cook, looking at the raw chicken chops on the chopping board, he doesn't even have the desire to touch them.

But the children wanted to watch the whole process of producing curry chicken rice. It would be hard to justify doing nothing in the kitchen, so they volunteered to help.

"Have you ever cooked?"

"No."

"Wash vegetables or wash rice?"

"No."

"Then you've seen your parents or housekeeping aunts do it?"

"Both dad and dad don't know how to cook, and they are busy with work and rarely stay at home. I usually go to Xiao Qiuzi's next door to eat directly when it's time for dinner."

Moss was stunned, and the movement of his hands stopped: "Where's your mother?"

"Godmother is Xiaoqiuzi's mother." Yu Zhen looked at Work Eighteen, his head was crackling, and he decisively decided to follow the old rules and say something cryptic: "If you are asking about your real mother, then I don't have any." Mother."

Yu Chun has a fairly thorough understanding of the process of his own birth.

I am a miracle that the sperm of my father and my younger father were artificially fused with modern technology to form a fertilized egg and then found a surrogate mother to give birth. I am very proud of this kind of thing.

But it is also a test-tube baby, and my own situation is too special. Yu Shentong will not be so stupid as to take out his old background and let others explore him as an alternative—miracle itself is a phenomenon beyond the normal.

So to this day, except for Yu Chun's family and the staff in Yu Yinglong's research group, no one else knows the date of Yu Chun's birth.

People in the circle of life, even Xiaoqiuzi's family, only thought that Xiao Yuzhen's mother left after giving birth, and felt even more sorry for this very smart child prodigy. And I will think too much about things I have never heard of.

So Moss couldn't help but think that Yu Zhen was a child abandoned by his mother. Looking at that little face with an angelic smile, he felt a little distressed. If it wasn't for the fact that his hands were covered with flour, he would definitely hold the child in his arms. Knead vigorously.

Having seen similar expressions too much, Yu Chun has long been immune, and the old god enlightened Work Eighteen in front of the ground.

"Don't make such an expression, I'm so happy. Although my dad is sometimes strict, he will definitely bring me a lot of things when he goes on a business trip. Every time I hear my uncle who works with my dad complain, saying four Three of the luggage in the box are for me to buy, and half of the other box is my dad’s own clothes and half is a handkerchief for relatives and friends. As for my dad, he spoils me so much that even grandparents can’t stand it How many people in this world can have two fathers like me, how can I still be treated like this?"

Moss: "..."

——I seem to have a little understanding of how children evolved into this way.

"By the way, don't just listen to my 'Dad, Daddy' and think that my dad is seventy or eighty years old. He is only a little bit older than my little dad, and he is only in his early thirties now. A man in his thirties is a flower Son! I just wanted to distinguish the names of the two fathers."

Moss vaguely felt that the child's words contained a lot of information, but no matter which direction he thought about, they could actually make sense.

"Your father and younger father are also a couple?"

In fact, as long as Yu Chun wants to round up what he said, a sentence of "little dad is godfather" can dispel all doubts of others.But the child always thought that this was a normal thing, so he nodded without thinking too much.

"Yes." The voice was crisp and clear.

In this era when LGBT is no longer a scourge, although it still only accounts for a small part of the population compared to the general population, everyone has been able to coexist peacefully in society.

After all, other people’s preferences and aptitudes are their freedom, just like when someone who loves apples meets someone who loves bananas at a fruit stand, they must each buy their own fruit.People who are acquainted can still talk about what kind of apples are fresh and what kind of bananas are sweet, and those who are not familiar with them will criticize how apples are sour and how bananas are so greasy-to put it bluntly, love to eat There is no guarantee that those who love apples will not buy bad apples, and those who love bananas cannot guarantee that they will not eat rotten bananas.Anyway, each family lives its own life, who is qualified to say who is wrong, who has the time to take care of whom?

As for whether there will be chaos at home, you know how warm your drinking water is.

Moss's expression was a little subtle at that moment, watching the corner of the child's mouth twitch: "So what about you?"

The author has something to say:

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#Sleepy bacteria: So what about you? [doge face]#

#Moss:...#

#早朝边: Xiaogong doesn’t take the initiative, bad review! #

#Moss: [Manual goodbye]#