Destiny's Son is fascinated by me

City A.

Xinghe moved into her boyfriend's apartment.

Before leaving the scenic spot, He Zhijun insisted on dragging him to a stall, and not only bought a lot of flower cakes, but also bought grandma's recipe.

The two of them murmured together and refused to let him listen.

what does it mean?

Does He Zhijun like flower cakes so much?

Xinghe was puzzled.

Pulling his pigtails, he put the question behind him.

"The color scheme of your room."

Omg.

Xinghe supported his forehead.

Pure white tiles, bright white walls, all black objects.

Even the curtains and sheets are black and white.

Seeing Xinghe's reaction, He Zhijun was very frustrated.

He doesn't seem to like the family.

Xinghe doesn't like black and white.

But He Zhijun is black and white.

Round to approximately equal sign.

Fu Xinghe doesn't like He Zhijun.

Having come to this conclusion, He Little Reservoir Dog lowered his head.

His eyes were red, he hurriedly took out a piece of flower cake from the bag, and stuffed it into Xinghe's mouth.

?

Why did you stuff me with food again?

Xinghe chewed and licked the pastry crumbs from his mouth.

"Let's go to the mall to get a new one."

Xinghe didn't want to wrong his eyes.

"Let's decorate the house."

Kissing He Zhijun's side face, Xinghe began to simulate the matching style and color matching in his mind.

It works!

He Zhijun once again lamented the magic of grandma flower cake.

Xinghe kissed me again.

Kiss me just like me.

Fu Xinghe likes He Zhijun.

He Zhijun came to the conclusion again with satisfaction.

the mall.

"Let's buy this four-piece suit, which one do you like?"

Galaxy chose a few models that are simple and elegant.

"This aqua blue with a little check pattern is not bad."

"Or this one in ginger? A little velvet."

"Touch."

Xinghe took He Zhijun's hand.

"Shall we buy that?"

He Zhijun was not interested in the few models he visited in front of him, and glanced at the corner from time to time.

Xinghe followed He Zhijun's line of sight.

Red quilt cover, mandarin ducks, dragon and phoenix embroidered with gold silk.

"This is for people to get married."

"Do you understand the girl's dowry?"

He Zhijun didn't know what dowry was, and he selectively ignored the word girl.

Still staring longingly.

It's for marriage.

It's great to be married, I want to marry Fu Xinghe.

"Really want?"

Xinghe found it funny.

——Want to be my groom?

"Then you have to buy it yourself, this quilt."

——Get ready for the dowry yourself.

He Zhijun didn't understand the meaning of it, and after getting permission, he excitedly chose two sets.

"One set in your room and one set in mine."

He Zhijun kept in mind Xinghe's hobby of sleeping on a big bed.

"I'll give you the master bedroom, that bed is the biggest."

He babbled as he paid the bill.

?

this means?

Xinghe felt a little ominous, and asked tentatively.

"Are we sleeping in two rooms?"

He Zhijun is still stupid.

"Yes, otherwise it will squeeze you."

He Zhijun really wanted to sleep in the same bed with Xinghe, but Xinghe didn't like this, so forget it.

He thought regretfully, as long as they are in one house, it doesn't matter if they live in separate houses.

Xinghe refuses to communicate with He Zhijun.

He picks out the cutlery and decorations on his own.

"This, this, that, except these few."

"Pack everything else up and send it to this address"

"Pay."

He Zhijun happily followed behind, rushing to hand out the card.

"Swipe mine."

Xinghe cares about our home very much.

I like him so much.

He Zhijun enjoyed paying for Xinghe.

Although I don't know why Xinghe didn't talk to him again, he must be thirsty, and he hasn't drank water for so long.

He Zhijun made a small report and volunteered to buy a drink.

"When will I be able to sleep in a bed?"

Xinghe was a little desperate.

In the end, the two festive quilts were spread.

Dragon and Phoenix are auspicious.

A bed only sleeps one person.

The apartment has a brand new look.

The small blue-green decoration softens the coldness of black and white, and the small floral curtains have tassel pendants.

Xinghe hung several oil paintings of himself, and placed vases all over the room, filled with blooming flowers.

He looked around in satisfaction, "Isn't it much better than before, all black and all white?"

It's home.

Although as long as Xinghe is out of sight, He Zhijun's world is black and white again.

The long-term color barrier also made He Zhijun unable to distinguish the good from the bad.

Even red with green, yellow with purple, he feels no difference.

But He Zhijun knows what home is.

It's two people who share the same mind and cuddle up to each other.

It was on a cold winter day, curled up in a quilt, and helped the other party warm their cold hands and feet.

Although Xinghe doesn't like to be crowded with others, maybe next time, there will be a chance to sleep together?

He Zhijun quietly glanced at Xinghe next to him.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

"Who is it? I'll open the door."

Xinghe was closer to the door, so he opened it first.

The beautiful woman with plain cheongsam, soft long hair and bright eyes rushed into Xinghe's arms.

"Son! Mom misses you."

"I haven't seen you for a week, son, you seem to have lost weight. It must be because Mom is not around to take care of you."

The woman hugged Xinghe's waist tightly, and buried her face in her waist and abdomen.

"You and mom called and said you found your daughter-in-law. Do you have any photos? Let mom see."

The woman raised her head coquettishly, and met Xinghe's face.

"Perhaps better in real life than in photographs. What do you think?"

Xinghe hugged Mama He obediently, bowed his head and smiled.

Mother He froze in Xinghe's arms, quickly came to her senses, and hugged her waist a little bit tighter, her eyes were bright, and she tiptoed to get closer to Xinghe's face.

Xinghe lowered his head obediently, supporting Mama He to prevent her from falling.

The two were pulled apart at the same time.

Zhijun He held Xinghe's shoulders, guarding him behind him, staring at Mama He.

Father He tugged on Mother He's cheongsam collar, smiling all over his face.

Mama He struggled forward, still waving.

"Why are you teasing me, husband, I haven't touched enough yet."

"That waist is really thin." Mama He gestured.

"Then you still want to hug my boyfriend all the time?"

It was rare for He Zhijun to react and blocked He's mother's sight.

"He is Fu Xinghe, a painter."

"I think he draws much better than you."

He Zhijun showed off a little.

"Mom, I like him."

Mother He was still swaying left and right, trying to break through He Zhijun's obstruction, and poking her head to see the galaxy.

Xinghe also followed the sway of He's mother, and greeted He Zhijun from behind, still smiling obediently.

Among the four people, two are interacting, one is coming out seriously, and the other is trying to win back his wife's attention.

Father He gave a perfunctory hum a few times, and locked Mother He in his arms, blocking her eyes.

"Is that agreed?" He Zhijun couldn't believe it, and looked back at Xinghe.

Xinghe smiled with crooked eyebrows, showing his canine teeth.

Also, who doesn't like Xinghe?

He Zhijun immediately accepted everything.

On the table.

Mama He served Xinghe food graciously.

"Son, come and eat."

"Eat more, look at your thin waist."

Mama He tasted it aftertaste, then stared at Xinghe with her face in her hands.

"Mom, what's your name Xinghe?"

He Zhijun felt that he had heard wrong.

"Son, what's the matter?"

"You know how to lie to mom and tell mom that you have found a daughter-in-law."

"Mom sees you as the daughter-in-law."

Mama He sees everything.

"Daughter-in-law, give my son more food. It doesn't matter if you eat less, don't starve my son."

Mama He ordered He Zhijun confidently.

Evil mother-in-law. Mother He understands why the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is always bad in TV dramas.

"Look at you, stupid, why can't you pour water?"

"If you want to pinch the belly of a fish for my son, why are you pinching the tail?"

"Didn't you see that my son doesn't eat coriander? You didn't even pick it out."

Mother He pointed at a bit of coriander foam with her chopsticks, as if she had caught something, she immediately reprimanded He Zhijun.

That was the end of dinner.

It's really interesting, Mama He is helping me out.

Xinghe happily ate an extra bowl of rice.

After dinner, Mother He left Xinghe in the living room, and Father He took He Zhijun to the master bedroom.

"What do you think of us Zhijun?"

Mama He was a little nervous.

"Son, although we know you are a bit stupid, the conditions are still good."

"Originally, I named him Zhijun, hoping that he would know what the king wants. Don't be like his father, who thinks differently from others."

"His dad is an idiot. He can't even tell that I have a new nail. The last time I showed him my hand, his dad's first reaction was that I didn't wear a wedding ring."

Xinghe felt that this operation was very familiar.

Roll up your sleeves warning.

"He and his dad are like that."

"If you really like someone, you will consider your needs more than anything else."

So even if you want to sleep together, you choose to separate the beds because you don't want to squeeze the Galaxy.

"Sometimes they don't understand what you're saying. Don't get mad about it, just tell him."

"Although I told him directly, he would think wrong."

Mother He was a little helpless, but she couldn't hide her happiness.

"There is something I don't know if Zhijun told you."

Mama He hesitated to speak.

"I think you have a right to know."

Of course Xinghe knew what it was about, but Mother He's initiative to bring it up made Xinghe respect him a little more.

"Your Majesty can't see colors."

Mama He couldn't bear it and lowered her head.

"We know you are colorblind."

"If you can't accept it, we can understand."

Is He Zhijun's puppy characteristics inherited from He's mother?

Xinghe seemed to see the ears on Mama He's head drooping.

"I know."

Xinghe is very calm and comforting.

I know He Zhijun can't see the color, but as long as I'm there.

Red orange yellow green blue blue purple, He Zhijun's world will no longer be black and white.

"Daughter-in-law, what do you think?" He's father got used to He's mother, and changed his address accordingly.

"If you really like people, you have to treat them well."

"Look at this quilt."

Father He pointed to the big red golden silk phoenix.

"They all brought the betrothal gifts, so they must be serious."

"Did you tell others about that?"

Father He reminded Zhijun He.

Only then did He Zhijun realize that he hadn't told Xinghe that secret.

"I'm afraid." He Zhijun pursed his lips, and looked at Papa He begging for help.

Father He patted He Zhijun on the shoulder.

"Don't be afraid, little couples, anything that can be solved in bed is not a problem."

"You take the initiative to admit your mistake."

Father He often apologized, and he already had experience.

"An upside-down washboard works best."

Zhijun He didn't think there was anything wrong, and looked at Papa He gratefully.

"Thank you dad."

"Come on, daughter-in-law! Whether we can add another person to our family is up to you!"

Papa He smiled gratifiedly.

The author has something to say: probably a very strange and cute family~

He Zhijun come on!Climb the bed for me tomorrow! (no)

In yesterday's comment area, the second consensus was reached besides the cat: He Zhijun is a naive critic~ Sigh, this is too vivid!

But if you think about it, do you think his idea makes sense? (I'm naive!)

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