I heard that you also like pink frozen milk[Comprehensive]

Kongphop's answer stunned arthit for a long time, plus he was kissed firmly in the morning, so he couldn't help but feel flustered. Arthit waited until Kongphop got off the bus at the intersection, and finally remembered that there was still business to be done.

"Kong!" He stopped Kongphop who was about to leave, and asked hesitantly, "Yesterday... when you were hugging Kaka, did you meet anyone in the company?"

Kongphop looked back at him suspiciously: "Why are you asking this?"

Arthit hesitated and couldn't come up with any reasonable explanation.

So kongphop naturally misunderstood again: "Don't worry, I just stood by the elevator for a while, your company has such a high floor, no one got off, and no one saw it."

After saying this, he pursed his lower lip, and couldn't help but add another sentence: "You are really well prepared for this, lest others know that I have something to do with you, right?"

boom--

His strength in closing the car door seems to have increased a lot today.

Arthit rubbed his forehead feebly, and didn't know whether he should breathe a sigh of relief for the information revealed in his words.

At least no one saw the picture of kongphop holding kaka, which is finally a good thing.

arthit sighed, it was good to drive the car to the parking lot, but he just rushed to the elevator with kongphop again.

Today they went out after having breakfast with kaka. There is no need to buy kongphop. It is much more convenient to come directly from the intersection than arthit and turn to the parking lot.

It happened to be working hours, and there were many people waiting in front of the elevator, including colleagues from their company.

After greeting them carefully and making sure that no one mentioned what happened yesterday, Arthit really relaxed a little.

As soon as he breathed a sigh of relief, an elevator happened to reach the first floor.

Arthit was almost squeezed in by the flow of people. In such a small space, there were all people rushing to check in, one on top of the other, packed like sardine cans, and some of them were carrying various flavors of breakfast , even if it is only for a short while, it makes people feel uncomfortable.

Arthit leaned against the cold elevator wall, feeling an unbearable sweltering heat.

He frowned, and then shrunk back to the wall. Kongphop actually squeezed to his side with the flowing crowd, and leaned against the wall behind him, as if protecting him in his arms.

Even though he knew that this posture was seen by others as a last resort because of the small space, Arthit still couldn't help turning red as he felt the heat from his body.

Obviously just broke up unhappy, kongphop seems to have forgotten it now, and his mind changes so freely.

After the people on the lower floors got out one by one, the elevator finally loosened up.

Of course they have no reason to stick together like this again, arthit blushed, and pushed Kongphop remindingly, then he frowned, and reluctantly moved aside.

Arthit's field of vision suddenly became much wider, and only then did he see that Mingkwan was also in this elevator.

Suddenly a clever idea came to his mind, and he remembered the phone call he made to Mingkwan yesterday in a hurry.

Mingkwan also saw them just now, and after greeting them politely, he really asked, "Did you look for Kong's son yesterday? The kid got lost?"

Now everyone on the other floors in the elevator has left, leaving only the three of them.

Otherwise, mingkwan would definitely not have asked that question.

Arthit's heart was lifted high, and he quickly replied: "That's my son, and he has been found."

Mingkwan opened his mouth in doubt, obviously, the meaning of Arthit's words was completely beyond his comprehension.

Arthit turned his back to Kongphop and gave him a wink.

After the initial shock, Mingkwan still hesitated, but nodded cooperatively: "So that's how it is... Anyway, just find it."

Arthit smiled hastily at him: "Yes, as long as you find it, children, if they are ignorant, they just know how to run around."

He knew that what he said would bring Mingkwan a lot of doubts, and even such a hasty interruption seemed abrupt, but the situation was urgent, so he could only do so.

Just now he was really afraid that Mingkwan would blurt out "You and your son really look alike".

Fortunately not.

After getting out of the elevator and parting from Mingkwan, Arthit realized that his palms were covered with cold sweat.

However, the crisis on Mingkwan's side was finally lifted temporarily, and he couldn't help but quietly breathe a sigh of relief.

It's just that halfway through the mouth, he was choked back by kongphop's words.

"What are you nervous about?"

Arthit's muscles that had been relaxed so easily tensed up again in an instant.

He quietly clenched his fist hidden in his trouser pocket, but on the surface he remained calm: "Why are you nervous?"

Kongphop narrowed his eyes and looked at him for a long time before finally walking into the office with his long legs.

When Pan and Lee saw them coming in, they hurriedly surrounded them: "What happened yesterday? Didn't p'kong say that he found the team leader's child and wanted to bring him to the office? Why is there no movement all of a sudden? I'm still looking forward to it." It's been a long time!"

Arthit was shocked again.

After finding kaka's whereabouts yesterday, he only asked rome to inform everyone, but he forgot that rome didn't know anyone in the company. Under the high tension, he completely forgot about pan and lee.

So it looks like kongphop contacted them after finding kaka.

Fortunately, Pan didn't take it downstairs on a whim, she could really do this kind of thing.

Thinking of this possibility, Arthit's whole body couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.

No matter what, you must take good care of your son in the future, and if you come here a few times, you must scare him out of a heart attack.

Because of guilty conscience, Arthit was very silent in the office afterwards.

Because of kaka's incident yesterday, he also happened to miss some work, so he was seriously typing on the computer the whole time.

Gadot——

His line information prompted a bit.

Arthit's heart skipped a beat, and he picked up the phone.

It was sent by mingkwan.

Maybe mingkwan is not usually a very gossip person, but this incident is too unbelievable for anyone. It is not easy for mingkwan to act so quickly in the elevator to cooperate with him. It is really impossible for him to remain silent without asking a word.

Mingkwan: "Brother Arthit, you...couldn't be stealing his sperm to make a test-tube baby?"

Arthit: "..."

This idea is too far-fetched.

Arthit admired himself for being able to be laughed at by him.

He shook his head helplessly, bowed his head and typed another line: "How is it possible, don't think wildly."

mingkwan: "But that is indeed kongphop's son, right! So similar!!! I don't believe there is no blood relationship with him!"

Mingkwan's question made Arthit's heart tremble again.

He subconsciously looked towards kongphop, never expecting that kongphop was not working, but was leaning on the back of the chair and examining him with his chest in his arms, his eyes were a little unfathomable.

Arthit grabbed the phone tightly.

Seeing his reaction, kongphop narrowed his eyes, a trace of displeasure flashed across his expression, he got up and walked outside.

Arthit looked at his back, feeling at a loss.

He wanted to chase after him, but he knew that in front of the other two, he didn't even have the freedom to chase them out.

He lowered his head and sent a message back to Mingkwan: "I assure you, he is indeed my own son. I'm sorry for the inconvenience of telling you. I hope you can continue to keep it secret for me. I owe you a favor."

Mingkwan quickly returned: "Of course it's okay to keep it secret, but I really can't figure it out! Brother! Can you give me a good time!"

Asked by him like this, Arthit didn't feel too much unhappiness about being searched for.

On the contrary, Mingkwan just whispered the question to himself, which already made him very grateful.

But it was impossible for him to really answer his doubts.

He sighed, and just about to put his phone away, he saw that kongphop also sent him a message.

There are only two short and powerful words on it: "Come out."

Arthit's heart tightened again.

He thought of the incomprehensible gaze of kongphop just now.

Could it be that he showed some kind of cheating in the end, which made kongphop see the clues?

Despite his trepidation, Arthit had no choice but to slip out quietly.

There was no one in the corridor. After thinking about it, he hesitated and walked into the bathroom at the end of the corridor.

As expected, kongphop was waiting for him inside, as soon as he saw him coming in, he stretched out his hand and pulled him into one of the compartments, first embraced him and kissed him like a storm until arthit was almost suffocated , was finally willing to let go.

Kongphop himself was a little unsteady.

He stared into Arthit's eyes, panting and asked, "Did you have a good chat?"

Hearing his unconventional question, Arthit's nervousness suddenly turned into a series of question marks: "Huh?"

kongphop reached out and rubbed his lips that were a little swollen from his own kiss, but his tone was still vicious: "Laugh for a while and get nervous for a while, it seems that her long business trip can really keep your relationship fresh. What? Did you say who your son slept with yesterday?"

Arthit's mouth opened wider and wider, and he never felt that his mind was so dull as it is now.

After staring at kongphop for a long time, he finally realized what he just heard. This misunderstanding really made him dumbfounded.

The one who cried was that the jealousy of the person in front of him would probably make him angry for a long time, and the one who laughed was that at least the matter of Kaka did not reveal anything.

"Oh...he...we..." Arthit stammered, "We didn't talk about anything, he...he just asked me something about kaka."

What mingkwan just asked him was about kaka.

But for kongphop, the "he" in his words does not refer to mingkwan.

Kongphop gritted his teeth resentfully, and his eyes were a little red.

His expression made Arthit feel suffocated, and he couldn't help but leaned over and kissed him on the lips.

Kongphop froze, and the hands that restrained Arthit finally loosened.

Arthit lowered his head and explained in a low voice: "Actually, it's not what you think, don't think too much about it."

Apart from this sentence, he couldn't say anything else.

Kongphop is like a lion whose hair has been smoothed out suddenly, and most of the hostility in his body has disappeared at once.

But his expression was still cold, and he said to Arthit awkwardly: "I didn't think much about it."

Arthit: "..."

I don't know who was the person who was so angry that he almost passed out just now.

It's also not good for the two of them to stay in the bathroom together for too long.

Kongphop glared at him again, then turned and walked out first.

Arthit rubbed the center of his eyebrows with lingering fear, and the phone beeped again at this moment.

Mingkwan: "I know! Kongphop can't be your brother-in-law!"

Arthit: "..."

Mingkwan sent another petrified expression of shock, before carefully persuading him: "Brother Arthit, if this is the case, I still think that you and Kongphop should think about it carefully, otherwise sister-in-law is too pitiful."

It seems that Mingkwan has already imagined a family ethics drama.

But the reality is even more bizarre than what he imagined.

Arthit replied helplessly: "Don't think about it anymore, I will treat you to dinner another day."

Mingkwan sent another crying emoji, but he finally didn't ask any more questions.

The sequelae caused by kaka's escape from the kindergarten this time have finally gone through, and it was safe and sound. Arthit lived very peacefully for the next whole day.

Waiting until the time when kaka got off work, kongphop suddenly sent him a message: "When will I pick up the clown?"

Arthit glanced at him quietly across the computer, and replied: "I haven't finished get off work yet, my family will pick it up, let him go back to sleep tonight."

Kongphop: "...how about you?"

Arthit hesitated, then looked up at him again.

Kongphop stared at him closely, his eyes burning.

Arthit bit his lower lip, and continued to reply: "I... go back too, I'm afraid he will go back and talk nonsense."

Although kaka had promised him to keep it a secret, he was just a child after all, if he slipped his mouth inadvertently, it would really make people want to cry without tears.

Kongphop squinted his eyes, and the actions of pressing the phone suddenly became vicious: "No!"

This tone is really not ordinary firm.

Before arthit had time to reply, he sent another crackling message: "I'm going to pick him up now."

Arthit stood up from his seat: "No way!"

Pan and Lee, who were working hard, turned their heads together.

"Team leader, what's wrong with you?" Pan asked suspiciously.

Arthit smiled awkwardly: "No, I'll just... stand up and stretch."

Although this reason is not completely convincing, since he has said so, of course Pan and Lee cannot directly express doubts.

They smirked together in unison: "The team leader, you continue, continue."

The atmosphere seemed more awkward.

Arthit closed his eyes with a headache, and looked towards Kongphop.

Kongphop was still looking at him silently, his eyes still firm.

Arthit didn't need to think about it, he definitely couldn't beat him.

He gritted his teeth and grabbed the car keys on the desk: "I have something to do, so I'll leave early."

Because of the nature of their work, they often appear on the scene, so the company does not have a system for clocking in after get off work.

What's more, working overtime has always been commonplace for them, and the boss will wisely choose to turn a blind eye when they leave early once in a while.

Hearing his words, the corner of Kongphop's mouth finally had a little smile all day long.

He lowered his head and knocked on the phone twice, and Arthit's phone rang again.

"Wait for me." Kongphop said.

Arthit's hands trembled, he hurriedly exited the chat interface, and walked out of the office quickly.

Kongphop didn't make him wait too long, Arthit just called his parents to save them from picking up Kaka, and Kongphop had already appeared at the intersection they usually agreed on.

When kongphop got into the car, he couldn't help complaining: "It's good to let him go home honestly. If he lives outside, his heart will be wild."

Kongphop let out a cold snort, and complained unceremoniously: "I didn't go where it was quiet."

Arthit: "..."

What he said actually... quite reasonable.

Kid kaka has indeed never been very quiet.

But Arthit, as his own father, should properly maintain the child's face.

"He... is still very obedient most of the time."

But obedience doesn't seem to have any direct relationship with personality.

Arthit shut up resentfully.

On the way to the kindergarten, the two of them didn't talk much, but arthit couldn't help but look at kongphop a few more times.

Kongphop didn't reject it this time, so he obediently put on the mask and the baseball cap.

But even so, when Arthit turned his face away, he could still see his eyes that looked like Kaka's - the two even had the same eyelashes.

Arthit's mood was a bit complicated.

In fact, he knew in his heart that if he had more contact with them, the truth would be more in danger of being exposed.

What's more, reason has been telling him that kaka should not continue to rely more on kongphop.

The child's mind is pure, and a separation is enough to make him sad for a long time.

Arthit didn't know how to explain to him the reason why the big ugly left suddenly.

But he was conflicted in his heart and wanted kaka to have more memories about kongphop.

This kind of tangled mind can drive people crazy.

Not long after, the two arrived at the gate of the kindergarten.

Mr. Kongphop was, of course, the one who stayed in the car again.

But this time arthit was not as neat as when he sent the child off in the morning, and he didn't come back after seven or eight minutes.

Kongphop was a little impatient, and reached out to dial his phone.

Arthit picked it up quickly, but only said one sentence: "Wait a minute, right now."

Before kongphop could say a word, the phone was mercilessly hung up again.

Holding the phone in his hand, the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

Now the way the two get along is really a bit confusing, obviously he is the one who claims to want revenge, but he is often ignored.

Not long after, arthit and kaka walked out of the campus, but they were one behind the other, ignoring each other.

Kongphop looked at them intently, and all the muscles in his body tightened immediately.

He pushed open the door and went out.

As soon as he saw his figure, the stubbornness in Kaka's expression couldn't hold back immediately. He curled his lips, ran towards Kongphop, and threw himself into his arms: "Big ugly!"

Arthit looked around in a panic: "Why did you get out of the car!"

Kongphop picked up Kaka, and gave him an annoyed look: "You're so tightly covered, what are you worried about? What's going on with the clown? Who hit you?"

Now Kaka's face is swollen a lot, the corners of his mouth are also bruised, the clothes he just bought yesterday are also torn into a mess, and there are still a few clear shoe prints - the patterns on the shoe prints are still different .

Hearing him ask, Arthit became furious: "He pk's three of them by himself! How dare he strike first! He was beaten like this!"

Kaka is definitely a habitual offender when it comes to fighting. In the past, one-on-one was fine, at least the two sides were evenly matched.

Arthit thinks that he will probably be able to raise a Sanda champion in the future.

If he hadn't been beaten to death before he grew up.

Kaka snorted angrily at Arthit, her voice still choked with sobs.

Kongphop frowned, and said to Arthit, "Go and drive."

Arthit glanced at the child in his arms, and got into the car angrily.

Kongphop settled kaka on the child seat, sat beside him, and asked, "Did you win or lose?"

Kaka's angry appearance suddenly cracked.

Arthit let out a cold snort in front.

"Stinky dad!" Kaka yelled angrily, and argued again to Kongphop, "There are three of them."

"So you lost?" Kongphop tapped his swollen cheek.

Kaka flinched in pain, but still refused to be convinced: "If the three of them are separated, none of them can beat me!"

"Then you are really good!" Arthit glared at him from the rearview mirror.

Kaka pouted angrily again.

"Why did you fight?" Kongphop continued to ask.

Kaka glanced at Arthit in the front seat, and finally there was a layer of grievance in his eyes: "They said... that my mother doesn't want me anymore!"

Arthit's heart tightened, and the anger on his face suddenly turned into helplessness.

"My mother is just on a business trip. See if I don't beat them to death! I will continue to beat them tomorrow!" Brother Ka patted the armrest of the child seat very socially.

Arthit's heart hanging in the air landed safely again.

He pressed his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

Kongphop's face was a little dull, obviously, he didn't want to talk to kaka about this woman.

Although kaka is young, her mind is sensitive.

He looked at kongphop hesitantly, and asked, "Big ugly, what's wrong with you?"

Kongphop was full of resentment and had nowhere to vent, so he said to him, "I'll teach you how to fight when I get back later."