grab that pudding

Song Huan understood how Changcheng's prodigal son's heart came about. Whether his parents liked it or not, he saw these strange and disgusting things when he was a child. He used to just hear about them, but now that he really saw them, it's even more different.

"Auntie, what is Changcheng to you, your son? Or is it a tool you use in exchange for benefits?"

Liu Liying's expression changed on the spot.

"It's hard for me to imagine how Changcheng grew up. The father in name, he is loving and filial with other children outside, and the mother in name only regards him as a way to gain benefits. Auntie, did you participate Have you been to the parent meeting in Changcheng? Have you heard him talk about things in school? Have you ever asked him what his ideal was when he was a child? Do you know what kind of food he likes to eat? Do you know what hobbies he has? Sick Were you by his side during that time?"

"It's none of your business." Liu Liying's voice turned cold, "My son has been very smart since he was a child, so he doesn't need to worry about others. There is a dedicated family teacher who cares about his studies, a dedicated psychologist to take care of his growth, and a dedicated tutor to take care of his growth. The nanny is in charge of daily life, what do you know?"

Song Huan found it funny and said, "I really don't understand much."

"Now, Changcheng has passed eighteen. In fact, whether he has passed eighteen or not, he is an independent individual. He is himself first, and then your son, Chang's grandson. He has his own thoughts. He has his own choice. No one can manipulate his mind to choose for him. If he wants to go back to Chang's house, marry a wife and have children to take over the family business, no one can change it. Including me. You know, he is a domineering person, who It’s also hard to influence his thoughts.”

"Four years ago, you told me that he had the expectations of the whole family and was responsible for a family, so that I would not break you up. But, I would like to ask, what is the expectation of this so-called family, to earn more benefits? This What about the family? My father is away and my mother doesn’t care. Is this a real family? You said I’d break up your family, but have you ever given him a home?”

"I don't want to break up anyone's family. And I just greedily want to have my own home, and I just greedily want to give Changcheng a home. That's all."

"Also," Song Huan folded the documents on the desktop one by one, and put them in his bag, "If you have anything to do, you can come to me, but it's best not to involve the children. Are you afraid I don’t know what a child means to a parent.”

"It's late, I'll take a step first, sorry."

After Song Huan finished speaking, he simply left without looking back.

The reason why he dared to say these things so confidently was because Chang Cheng had already said everything that should be explained, and talked about his wonderful parents in a calm manner.At that time, Song Huan was so angry that there are still such parents, no matter why the child gave birth to him? !It's been a long time to see you!

You don't love Changcheng, but I do!It's fucking my man!

Song Huan was angry for a long time and swears, Chang Cheng was very happy to hear it.

Chang Cheng: Hey, my wife loves me!

Song Huan returned home, quarreled with his son for a while as usual, and sent Pudding to bed at some point.

Go back to the bedroom and lock the door.

"?" Chang Cheng heard the sound of locking the door, and turned around suspiciously.Song Huan calmly took out a document from his bag, but he didn't open it, so he didn't know what was inside.

Song Huan actually didn't know how to start, he took this thing to question Chang Cheng, it felt like a favored concubine was blowing pillow wind with this sentence.

"What is this?" Chang Cheng looked at the silent Song Huan, took it over and opened it by himself, took out the paper documents inside, and slid out a stack of photos. There were photos of Little Pudding playing with the children in the kindergarten, and there were photos of them. There are photos of him shopping in the supermarket with Little Pudding, there are photos of him having fun with Wang Wang in the community alone, there are photos of him taking Little Pudding and eating ice cream one by one... Without exception, the protagonists are all Little Pudding.

Chang Cheng's expression suddenly became serious, he flipped through a few thin papers quickly, and put them on the table together after reading them: "Who gave it to you, Chang Jianbang?"

Song Huan: "It's not his fault... This afternoon, your mother invited me to drink tea... What's your expression? I didn't go there for any reason."

Chang Cheng said with a straight face, "Why is she looking for you?"

Song Huan raised his eyebrows: "What do you think, Mr. Chang?"

"...She looked for me before, but I ignored her." Chang Cheng frowned and confessed, "I was negligent."

"Okay, in hindsight. What to do next, I don't really understand the grievances of your wealthy families. This afternoon I heard my head hurt." Song Huan thought about the embarrassment she said before, thinking about it for so long, today Finally she understood and relieved, "Why did you say that I was so stupid before? It's clear that all of her words were full of high-sounding lies. I just realized today that the world of your adults is too scary."

"You've seen her before?" Chang Cheng's eyebrows frowned even tighter.

Song Huan sighed, walked over to pinch his eyebrows, and rescued his hard face: "Don't be like a bitter melon. I have seen her, she came the day before you came back, so I was not in a good mood at that time go."

"I was wrong... I lost my temper..." Chang Cheng hesitated.At the beginning of that quarrel, it was still possible to suppress the flames. Later, seeing that Song Huan's expression was not good, and he actually talked to Huo Changsi, he even exploded on the spot.

Which man can bear seeing pictures of his wife in intimate contact with other people, and even owning a fucking hotel?I wanted to hear what Song Huan had to say when I came back, but he even gave him cover!

Song Huan is also helpless... I was also deceived...

That guy begged for comfort from his broken-hearted innocent junior, and when he heard Chang Cheng insulting Bai Lianhua, he wanted to help his junior hide his sexuality problem at first. Seeing that Chang Cheng had lost his temper a bit later, Song Huan couldn't help but say a few more words.

"Hey, by the way, if you were a little bit more tempered, and threw those cheating photos directly on my face, and then dropped them all over the floor, I might be able to explain it when I saw it." Song Huan suddenly thought, in this case, that time Because it was too late, I had to go to the hotel innocently. In fact, I still had two rooms, but the incident of being deliberately adjusted to blackmail may be explained.There are also all kinds of magical photos taken by misplacement.

Mr. Chang, who was acting resolutely outside, was about to cry at this old debt, wishing to go back and slap himself ten times to wake himself up: "...Daughter-in-law, how dare I..."

Song Huan thinks Mr. Chang's crying appearance is very cute: "Okay, I don't blame you. I said that the past is over, I was just joking... hey hey, you... um— —”

"Huanhuan..."

"Are you kissing enough?" Song Huan struggled out of his arms with his shattered, shaggy hair fixed. "It's serious! I can't finish talking tonight, I can't sleep and I'm always thinking about it."

Although Mr. Chang was not full yet, he still felt that he had to settle the mess in front of him, so he swiped it from his mouth and reluctantly withdrew.

"Well, we'll get down to business later, let's get these little things done first."

Song Huan: "..."

"She just finds you once? It's not so easy for her to let you go, right?"

"what……"

Song Huan felt the hand around his waist tighten.

Chang Cheng's voice followed a little tighter: "She really looked for you?!"

"Ah, yes, I was kicked out the second time... Hey, that's why I didn't say..."

Song Huan watched Chang Cheng's expression turn ferocious and then guilt quickly, his head grew big.

Song Huan patted Chang Cheng's head and patted Chang Cheng's head like a comforting little pudding: "Chang Xiaocheng, take back your expression. I'll punish you to serve our father and son like a bull and a horse in the future. Really, can you be serious, don't let the building go crooked, Grandma Wolf's claws are stretching out to our nannies."

"Well, I'll go back tomorrow and take care of it. It's about time. After a while, no one will come out to annoy people." When Chang Cheng said this, he glanced out of the window, and his tone became a little colder.

"You take good care of that son, I'll kill you if something happens. Also!" Song Huan raised his voice and pinched Chang Cheng's ears and pulled them out, "How many ice creams did you secretly eat behind my back! If you dare to do it more than three times a week, you will die!"

"No, no! Just twice, twice..."

"You said what's wrong with you. Your son loves spicy food. The hot and humid weather in the south is not good. I managed to control him to eat less cold food. I'm afraid it will damage his stomach. You are good! The beam is not right. The lower beam is crooked!"

Song Huan tortured Chang Cheng with his hands and feet. Chang Cheng's muscles couldn't really hurt, but, adhering to the life truth of "a daughter-in-law is a favorite", she screamed and begged for mercy very cooperatively.

"It hurts, it hurts... my daughter-in-law, please be gentle... hey hey..."

"Hahahahaha... Changcheng, you bastard! Hahaha... tickle me! Hahahahahahaha"

"Hey! Daughter-in-law's feet! Stepped on, stepped on!——"

"Fuck! This is the root of your thigh!...Ah, you scratched me again! Hahahaha..."

The two had a quarrel, Song Huan was scratched so that his whole body was limp on Chang Cheng's body, the ends of his hair were still wet after washing, his eyes were covered with mist, the circles of his eyes were red, and his eyes were full of tears. The pitiful figure who had been ravaged, breathed through the thin pajamas, seemingly plucking at Chang Cheng's chest...

Mr. Chang's little brother is very hard.

Song Huan stuck to Chang Cheng's body, and with a slight movement, he touched the fiery flagpole, and the flagpole was a bit straighter to save face.

Song Huan's face was red and hot, and he buried himself in Chang Cheng's chest and said in a muffled voice, "Chang Dacheng, what kind of rascal are you..."

Chang Cheng is very innocent, I really want to say that I can't control it...

But before he could speak, he felt the body changes of the person lying on his body.

Chang Cheng really longs to turn into a wolf...

But still reluctant, the body has just recovered.So I could only kiss with some regret.

In the end, Chang Cheng sat up, Song Huan's bones on his body seemed to be softened, and he sat astride him, with his hands around his neck, his eyes blurred.

Chang Cheng suppressed the roaring inner activities, and gently pinched the soft flesh on the back of Song Huan's neck, like a beast patiently eating food, preparing for when to eat.

In the end, Song Huan whispered, "Let's do it..."

Chang Cheng's eyes lit up immediately, all his muscles tensed up, and the hand that was pinching the soft flesh on the back of his neck couldn't help being a little stronger.

"What did you say?" It seemed that the beast was giving the last bit of patience to its self-sacrificing prey, but it was not known whether it was patience or inducement.

"Let's do it." Song Huan said loudly, "Don't think I don't know, everything is in the cabinet."

Chang Cheng said in a hoarse voice, "I'll use it after you recover from your injury."

Song Huan was caught off guard and shot, Chang Cheng was too frightened to move, since the big brothers were in his hands, how could he dare to move.

"My injury is pretty good. Don't you check it every day? Eh? Brother Chang?"

Very good, it was the rabbit jumping in the mouth.

Very good, everyone does not have to go to work tomorrow Sunday.

The night outside the window is beautiful, but unfortunately, the people inside are tightly covered by the curtains, so that no moonlight can penetrate.

And the lingering panting sound and the suppressed voice from time to time in the room can't get out at all.

Two souls who haven't seen each other for a long time, finally blended together this night, like the moonlight melting into the rippling lake surface...

Gentle and full of deep affection.

The author has something to say:

Song Huan: Oh, now that I think about it, I really owe Huo Changsi a Best Actor Cup. His acting skills are so good, and the 1.8-meter injured Xiaoling... It's not easy to think about it.

Chang Cheng: Really?I feel like he can become zero forever.

Song Huan: ... Pacifism lovers, please find out.

Chang Cheng: Heh, when dealing with a bitch and a scumbag, I'm doing justice for the heavens!