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

Originally Arthit thought that kaka was fighting with someone again because of the reason of standing up for others and purely making trouble as before, but he was so distressed because of his embarrassment that he completely forgot to ask the ins and outs of the matter.

Of course, the teachers in the kindergarten also had the mentality of turning big things into small things, and didn't pay too much attention to the cause of the incident.

Hearing the conversation between kaka and kongphop now, Arthit realized that his son was actually being bullied because of this, his heart felt a little sour, and he couldn't help feeling guilty.

Arthit should be regarded as a qualified father. In the past, he would never arbitrarily ask or not ask, and attribute the fault to kaka.It's just that he has been so restless recently that even the most basic self-control and judgment have been affected.

This made arthit feel a little annoyed, and his attitude towards the kaka children improved a lot.

Kaka's whole body looked miserable, but in fact the most embarrassing thing was just the clothes, the rest were all skin injuries.

Arthit went to the pharmacy to buy some medicine for him, carefully applied it on him, bought him some food, and then went back to the hotel together - so the appearance of the father and son was really a big problem for them, It's not even convenient to have a meal outside directly, for fear of meeting acquaintances.

Kaka is a child, his temper comes and goes quickly, he yelled "Smelly Daddy" to arthit when he got in the car, and when he saw the pile of food, he naturally put all the conflicts between the two of them aside Afterwards, regardless of the swollen corners of his mouth, he ate with joy.

It's just that after taking a few bites, it's inevitable to cover the corners of your mouth and hiss for a while.

Arthit hurriedly took the opportunity to educate: "Now you know it hurts? What did you do earlier? From now on, you are not allowed to fight no matter what the reason is! Do you know what you have to do with the teacher or with your father... Ugh!"

Kaka stuffed the fried chicken in his hand into his mouth, and stuck out his tongue at him: "Anyway, Big Chou is going to teach me how to fight. From now on, I will be invincible all over the world!"

Arthit couldn't help rolling his eyes while chewing on the fried chicken in his hand: "You wait until the injury on your face heals before bragging, and you're also invincible all over the world. I'm afraid you haven't graduated from kindergarten yet... um !"

Kid kaka stuffed another shrimp ball into his mouth.

And this time, he directly put a piece of fried chicken in Kongphop's hand, and said: "Big ugly, feed my dad as soon as he talks, and feed him as soon as he talks, don't let him nag anymore, I just want to eat in peace."

"Hehe, you stinky... um—" This time the person who stuffed the fried chicken into his mouth was replaced by kongphop.

Arthit looked at him in a daze, and Kongphop tilted his head at him with a mischievous smile. In a trance, he seemed to see him standing up and confronting him among the first-year students.

Occasionally, when he won a victory with him, 0602 at that time would show such a triumphant smile.

Afraid that kongphop would see something strange, arthit hurriedly turned his face away in embarrassment, chewed the meat in his mouth and complained: "You just go with him...uh..."

Yes, without any accident, Mr. Big Ugly obediently added another piece to his mouth.

Arthit didn't expect that he was still playing, and actually put his fingertips in his mouth.

Kongphop squinted his eyes, fiddled with his tongue with his fingertips, and then backed away calmly.

Arthit stared at him blankly, and the piece of fried chicken that had just been stuffed into his mouth fell back onto the plate in front of him.

"Father, you are such a waste." Kaka picked it up, and before it was handed to his mouth, kongphop suddenly lowered his head and bit the piece in his hand.

Kaka stared at him dumbfounded.

However, Kongphop's eyes were always looking at Arthit, his gaze was burning.

I don't know if it was on purpose, but this time he chewed much slower than usual. Arthit watched him slowly chew and swallow the ordinary piece of fried chicken, even the movement of Adam's apple was slow It's outrageous, as if slowly savoring some delicacies.

It wasn't until the end that he raised the corners of his lips and said two words in a hoarse voice: "Delicious."

The kid kaka couldn't see the turbulent undercurrent at all, and reminded him very sincerely: "Big ugly, that's what my father ate."

Kongphop also seems to be serious: "That's why it tastes better."

"Kongphop!" Arthit scolded with a red face.

Kaka looked at his father suspiciously, raised his hand and stuffed another piece into his mouth, then stood up, pouted and marched towards the piece of fried chicken in Arthit's mouth.

It's a pity that at the moment when he was about to arrive at the destination, kongphop grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up directly.

"Big ugly! What are you doing! Let me taste it!"

Mr. Big Ugly twitched the corners of his mouth: "I lied to you, don't try it."

But who knows, when he let go of his hand, kaka rushed over with lightning speed, ate the fried chicken that arthit was biting into his mouth, and winked at kongphop with puffed cheeks : "I got it!"

Obviously kaka regarded his obstruction as a game.

The kaka kid finally won the competition.

Kongphop raised his hand angrily, but Kaka quickly hid behind his father, sticking out his tongue at him triumphantly: "Slightly slightly, I can't afford to lose!"

Arthit touched his hot face with the back of his hand, lifted kaka back to his seat and sat down, then stared at him with his head down: "Don't make trouble, eat well."

Kaka pouted uninterestedly, and muttered unconvinced: "Obviously it was the clown who made the trouble first, and my father is biased!"

Arthit choked on him, unable to utter a single rebuttal.

Kaka should have been remembering kongphop's promise all the time, and it was easy to eat enough, and before he stopped for a while, he pestered kongphop to teach him how to fight.

So the father and son actually practiced in the room.

Arthit powerlessly stopped him from the side: "Hey, kongphop, stop messing around with him..."

"Like this, grab your neck and push your knees up." Kongphop demonstrated to the enthusiastic Kaka.

"Hello..." Arthit's voice was completely ignored by them.

"As long as you can knock people down, it's fine, don't hit too hard, you know?" This sentence is still like a human saying.

"There are more and more!" Kaka was still very interested.

"If three people hit you like today, just look for the weakest one and hold down and hit them. If you hit them once, they will be afraid." Kongphop said, poking him in the face again, "At least you have to fight It needs to be worse than your injury, otherwise you won’t have to come back in the future, when you win the battle, you will come back!”

"Kongphop, do you want him to fight again tomorrow?" Arthit kicked him on the leg angrily.

"I want him to protect himself." Kongphop glanced at him, and continued to give kaka individual counseling, "If you punch you, bend down quickly."

As Kongphop said, he suddenly bent down, grabbed Arthit's legs, and exerted force.

Arthit was caught off guard, screamed, and fell on the bed behind him.

Kongphop didn't expect him to fall so quickly, he didn't have time to dodge, he was kicked by his raised leg, and directly pressed towards him uncontrollably.

boom--

With a muffled sound, the two jumped up and down, almost falling onto the bed at the same time.

The mattress was soft, and at the same time kongphop was pressing it down, he quickly supported the bed with his arms to cushion it. The two of them just stuck together tightly, but they didn't experience too much pain because of it.

Arthit stared blankly at the face of Kongphop who was close at hand, and his mind was almost attracted by his deep eyes.

Kongphop also stared at him closely, then his eyes gradually moved down, following his eyes, the bridge of his nose... until he saw his full lips.

Kongphop's Adam's apple could not help but move slowly, and his head seemed to be slowly going down uncontrollably...and then down...

"And then?" Kid Kaka knelt beside the bed, resting her chin peacefully, and was still waiting for the next field teaching.

His words immediately broke the ambiguous atmosphere between the two.

When the distance between their lips was less than five centimeters, arthit pushed the person on him away, stood up with a blushing face, and held kaka's hand: "Okay, don't learn anymore, dad will take you To take a bath."

"No, no, I still have to learn!" Kaka looked at Kongphop resolutely, "Put him on top and then what?"

Kongphop cleared his throat, touched his nose guiltily and said, "If you say it, you don't need to press it down, just kick people down."

Arthit covered Kaka's ears: "Don't listen to him, if you fight with someone tomorrow, Dad will never bring you here again!"

Kaka took off his hand, raised his head, and blinked innocently: "Does that mean I can keep coming without fighting?"

Only then did Arthit realize what he had said, and immediately became speechless again.

Kongphop raised an eyebrow at him, obviously waiting for his answer.

Arthit didn't have the time to answer, he picked up Kaka and brought him into the bathroom.

After shutting Kongphop's sight outside the door, he finally breathed a sigh of relief quietly.

The way they get along now is really a bit strange. If you ignore kongphop's occasional jealousy, they are as harmonious as... like a real family of three living together.

This discovery made Arthit suddenly feel a sense of crisis.

Not only kaka, I am afraid that in the end, even he himself does not know how to part with kongphop safely.

After taking a bath for his son, Arthit discovered that there were still two light red spots on his body.

He sighed, and said: "In the future, don't fight with people all the time, and make yourself covered with injuries."

Kaka shook his fist at him: "Now that Big Chou teaches me, I've become stronger, don't worry!"

Arthit slapped him on the head, feeling a little angrily in his heart.

That guy really didn't teach him any good things. He either took the child to play video games, or taught him how to fight. He didn't look like an adult.

Bathing time, bathing is basically equivalent to the time for father and son to talk.

The little guy sat in the bathtub obediently, and suddenly asked curiously: "Dad, why don't you take a bath with me now?"

In the past, for the sake of convenience, arthit would take off his clothes and sit in the bathtub with him. Usually, after kaka washed, he had already soaked himself.

Hearing Kaka's innocent question, Arthit's ears felt hot again.

Ever since he lived with Kongphop, the bruises on his body hadn't faded completely, how dare he take off his clothes in front of kaka again.

"Kaka has grown up, and I can't take a bath with my dad in the future." But the reason he said is still high-sounding, "After a while, you have to learn to wash yourself, and you can't ask your dad to help you anymore."

Kaka asked suspiciously: "Why?"

"Because you are already a man." This answer is almost omnipotent for Kaka. In order to become a qualified man, the little guy has already sacrificed a lot of welfare by his own father.

Kaka pouted, but sure enough, she didn't ask any more questions.

But the child's mouth is restless, and if he doesn't say this, he can think of that.

"Father, are you and Big Chou friends?"

Arthit froze for a moment.

The relationship between him and kongphop can be summed up by just the word "friend", but in front of a child who doesn't know much about the world, he can only nod and admit: "Yes, we are friends."

"A friend like Uncle Not and Godfather Rome?" Kaka broke the casserole and asked.

Arthit rubbed his arm and nodded slightly: "Yes."

Kaka tilted his head and thought for a while, and couldn't help frowning: "But I think it's different?"

Arthit's heart skipped a beat, "What's the difference?"

"It's just...it's different, it's not the same as Uncle Rome's godfather! A big ugliness is a big ugliness!"

The child's answer didn't sound logical at all, but it made Arthit's heart agitate.

Blood relationship is probably such a wonderful thing, and the bond between them cannot be broken no matter what.

Kaka saw that he hadn't moved for a long time, and then asked: "Will he be with us forever like Rome's godfather?"

This question was like a heavy punch, hitting the softest part of Arthit's heart.

He was silent for a while, and directly carried his son out of the bathtub, wrapped him in a big bath towel: "Okay, after washing, you can go to sleep."

Kaka exhausted a lot of physical energy today. First, he had a fight with someone, and then played with kongphop for a long time. Continue to ask.

Before Arthit finished applying the medicine on him, he fell asleep soundly.

Arthit placed him in the middle of the big bed, covered him with a quilt, and couldn't help touching the wound on his face pityingly.

Kaka flinched in pain, but didn't wake up.

Arthit couldn't help complaining to Kongphop at the side: "He is good enough to fight now, you still have to teach him, and you don't know what kind of injury you will have to come back next time."

"Didn't he say it? He will only fight when others provoke him. He has become stronger, and others will not dare to provoke him anymore, so he will not fight with others anymore." Kongphop plausibly said.

Arthit straightened up, turned around and looked at him: "You think he's an adult? He's quite discerning, do you know that he... huh!"

This time, it was Kongphop's fiery lips that blocked him.

After carefully tasting the sweetness between his lips, kongphop pressed against the tip of his nose and said in a low voice, "When kaka kissed you, I wanted to do that."

Arthit said tensely, "He, he's a child."

"Not even children." Kongphop muttered, and kissed him again.

That night, because of kaka's existence, arthit was much more sensitive than usual, and kongphop was obviously more wild, until arthit's voice began to become hoarse, and he finally let him go.

During the following period of time, arthit felt that he seemed to be a bit overwhelmed.

Kaka makes a fuss every night to come with him, so that he sticks with Kongphop almost all the time, no matter whether he is on or off work.

This kind of life is too unimaginable, but arthit is uncontrollably greedy for the temperature in it.

He didn't dare to think too much, didn't dare to ask more, for fear of breaking the balance.

And he seems to be able to feel that, in fact, kongphop and his thoughts are almost the same.

They all understand tacitly that as long as they don't take the initiative to expose it, they are like being in an illusion, quiet and beautiful.

Even if the end day will come, but before that, they can still play two ordinary lovers who don't know what the future will hold.

Probably the happiest thing among them is kaka who doesn't know anything.

One day, after washing for nothing, kaka rolled on the bed a few times, and suddenly she held one hand and said happily, "It's like sleeping with mom and dad, we are three of us."

Arthit's heart beat violently, and he turned his head to look at Kongphop.

Kongphop was also looking at him, with some unknown emotions flashing in his eyes.

Arthit quickly looked away, pulled his hand back, and patted Kaka on the head: "What nonsense!"

Kaka covered her head and flattened her mouth at him: "You can't just say it casually."

"Shut up." He gave Kaka a warning look.

Kaka seemed to have just remembered the promise to him, and closed his mouth obediently, but he still looked unwilling, turned around and rolled into Kongphop's arms, hugged him tightly, and then closed his eyes .

"Big ugly, I want to hear a story."

Now his dependence on kongphop has reached the point where he wants to stick to it anytime and anywhere.

Kongphop told him as he said, but he could hear a bit of absent-mindedness in his voice.

Arthit looked at him like this, for some reason, he suddenly felt a little uncertain.

This night, after kaka fell asleep, kongphop didn't push over without explanation like before.

He carried kaka to the other side, lay down in the middle, and put his arms around arthit.

This distance is far from the intimacy they used to have every night together, but Arthit's heart suddenly rose to his throat.

He suddenly felt that the balance he had worked so hard to maintain seemed to be really about to be broken.

Arthit gripped the quilt quietly.

"Nuannuan." Kongphop finally spoke.

Arthit turned his head away, bit his lips, and tried hard to push his lips away with the tip of his tongue.

But Kongphop still pushed him away slowly.

"Nuan Nuan." Kongphop looked at him seriously, his eyes sparkling, "You should get a divorce."