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

Because he never forgot the promise given by kongphop, kaka couldn't wait to urge arthit to go back soon after eating.

The matter of going on a trip was so accidental and let go by his son. Although the parents didn't ask any more questions, Arthit still felt a little embarrassed.

Mother believed his words, and was also happy to see the success of this matter. Arthit looked at her expectant eyes before going out, and felt a little breathless with guilt.

When they got back to the hotel, kongphop had already packed their luggage.

Kid kaka is definitely a man of action, and he has to drag his suitcase to go out immediately.

kongphop is also a spoiled child to the extreme. He originally planned to start his journey early tomorrow morning. He checked the nearest flight on the Internet, booked a hotel and really left.

"It's good to have a good night's rest today, and it's good to start playing directly tomorrow." He also defended the little guy in this way.

In the face of this freshman and junior, Arthit seems to have no other choice but to compromise.

Because of the conversation with his mother, arthit was never as excited about the trip as his son was.

And seeing his son so happy, he realized that in the past few years, he had very little time to travel with his son.

Even if he could put all the charges on his work, he still couldn't really dispel his guilt.

For this reason, arthit wanted to leave a good memory for the three of them, so he always showed a cheerful look, no matter what kaka said to him excitedly, he could respond with a smile.

But his appearance can be fooled in front of others, how can he be fooled by Kongphop who knows him deeply.

Seeing him smiling so forcefully, kongphop's brows were always filled with an indistinct heaviness.

Kaka might have been too excited. Not long after boarding the plane, he leaned back in the chair and fell asleep. More than half of the one-hour flight was spent in sleep.

After getting off the plane, he also failed to wake up in a daze.Anyway, it was already night, so in order to prevent kaka from waking up in the middle of the night and affecting the schedule of the next day, the two of them were careful not to wake him up, and planned to let him sleep until dawn.

But fortunately, the three of them didn't have much luggage, and it didn't take too much effort for kongphop to hold him all the way.

It's not a peak tourist season now, the hotel booked by kongphop is not bad, the sea view room with a good view, even if you don't go out, just stay in it for three days, it will make you feel refreshed.

After entering the door, he put kaka on the bed, and kongphop lay down beside him, then patted the only empty space beside him, and said to arthit: "Come here."

Arthit hesitated for a moment, but leaned over obediently, and put his pillow on his arm.

Kongphop immediately locked him in his arms with long hands and long legs.

This intimate posture made Arthit couldn't help struggling: "Hey, what are you doing?"

Kongphop lay on his neck and said in a low voice: "If you don't want to laugh, don't laugh. Anyway, Kaka is already asleep, and no one can see it except me."

Arthit's heart trembled, and he realized that his disguise had already been seen through.

He put away the expression on his face, stretched out his arms and hugged Kongphop back, and buried his face on his shoulder, the depression that lasted all day seemed to be finally relieved at this moment.

It's strange to say that just holding Kongphop like this, his heart, which has been tense for a day, can't help but soften.

Only this person can give him this feeling.

"I'm sorry." Because his face was buried on Kongphop's shoulder all the time, his voice also sounded a little muffled.

He really didn't want to affect the mood of the other party on this trip, but it was really too difficult for him to pretend in front of kongphop.

If you don't pay attention, you will have been seen through.

Kongphop didn't need to ask, he also knew why he was in such a bad mood.However, he wisely chose to interpret it from another angle: "You should say sorry to me, you go back and have a big meal, and I can deal with it with a box of instant noodles at noon."

Arthit was a little dumbfounded by his attraction, and couldn't help but knocked on him.

It's not too late now, and the two of them had rested for a while on the plane, so it's too early to just wash up and go to bed.

The curtain beside the glass door on the balcony was not drawn, and even lying in bed, they could still see whether the crowd had dispersed on the beach.For those who travel, now is a good time to have a late-night snack.

But since kaka was already asleep, of course they couldn't leave him alone in the room.

So kongphop lowered his head and proposed to the person in his arms, "Shall we have some wine together?"

Arthit usually doesn't have any desire for alcohol, but now he is really bored, listening to his words, he can't help but feel a little moved.

Seeing his expression, kongphop already knew the answer, so he was finally willing to let him go, got up and called room service.

The waiter quickly delivered the food and drinks they ordered. The two of them were afraid of making noise, so they moved to the balcony. Once the glass door was closed, the room was isolated in another world.

There were no seats on the balcony, so they took out two cushions from the sofa and spread them directly on the floor.The two sat side by side, looking at the beach in the distance through the railing.

Without the barrier of the glass door, the scene on the beach can be seen more clearly, and people's laughter can even be faintly heard.

Looking at such a picture when you are depressed can really refresh your heart.

With food and wine, of course, it will be even better.

Kongphop opened a can of beer and handed it to Arthit.

Arthit froze for a moment, couldn't help laughing and said, "I'll just do it myself."

But kongphop still stuffed the can of beer into his hand.

Taking care of the person around him like this has actually become a habit he can't get rid of.

Arthit seemed to have noticed this too, and his expression inevitably became more complicated.

Compared with when they reunited just now, Kongphop's attitude towards him is almost completely different now.

Maybe that should be a good thing.

I still remember when he just decided to agree to Kongphop's conditions, he just wanted to make Kongphop let go of his hatred for him.

Without hatred, naturally there will be no more attachments.People who are no longer attached can slowly let go of the past as they leave for longer and longer.

Up to now, the completion of this matter can probably be called a complete one.

But this sentence of perfection is not meant for him. Thinking of the next parting, arthit still feels so sad that his heart aches.

However, he has already experienced it once, but he also understands that no matter how devastating the pain is, it will be slowly hidden by time one day.

He just waited silently for that day.

As for the parents... He has let them down more than once, and the big deal is one more time.

With such persuasive words in his heart, every thought seems to be clear, but after drinking it for a while, Arthit's eyes still couldn't help getting a little red.

No matter how good a drinker is, he can't help drinking one can after another. After a while, Arthit's voice became drunk: "Come, let me toast you!"

Although kongphop wanted to let him vent, but seeing him like this, he still couldn't help being a little worried: "I'm getting drunk so quickly, drink slowly."

Arthit probably didn't hear what he was saying, and stubbornly asked Kongphop to pick up the wine, and clinked glasses with him.

After the touch, he tilted his head and smiled again: "Should I say something at this time?"

This smile, coupled with his wet eyes, really makes people feel sad.

Kongphop held the can and asked in a low voice, "What do you want to say?"

Arthit pursed his lips, and said drunkenly: "Kong, don't hate me, just live well after you leave, I'm relieved if you live well."

Drunk people really don't know how to hide their emotions.

Kongphop looked at him who was about to cry, suppressed the urge to hug him, and asked, "Do you really want me to go?"

Arthit froze for a moment, holding a beer and showing an erratic smile: "What do I think... hiccup, it's not important, I'm not important..."

As Arthit said, he leaned against Kongphop, handing the beer in his hand to his mouth, still chattering incessantly: "It's not important... Come and drink..."

Kongphop took a few sips from his hand, and he snatched it back with a whimper: "I've finished drinking it all..."

It's pitiful.

Kongphop held his hand helplessly, trying to take the can back: "Well, if you drink too much, you'll have a headache tomorrow."

Arthit was in high spirits, how could he be so obedient, holding the soda can tightly in his hand and refusing to relax: "Mine! My... kongphop, let me go!"

Although he was a bit tongue-in-cheek, what Senior Senior said was full of momentum.

With the help of the light in the room, kongphop met his confused eyes, his heart suddenly moved, and the strength in his hands could not help but relax.

Arthit snatched the wine back, and hurriedly poured it up childishly. Unfortunately, before he could take a few sips, the soda can was already empty.

He wrinkled his nose, threw the one in his hand aside, and immediately another can appeared in front of his eyes, the tabs on it had been opened, and the service was perfect.

Arthit didn't feel that there was anything wrong at all, and took a few big gulps after taking it.

How can a person whose consciousness is not sober for a long time bear Kongphop's deliberate drinking like this, and after a while, Arthit can't get up completely because of him.

Kongphop put his finger up in front of his eyes, and asked tentatively, "Nuan Nuan, how much is this?"

Arthit took a bite and bit it down. Seeing that he couldn't bite, he also ground his teeth very hard.

This is probably the legend that he lifted a rock and shot himself in the foot, Kongphop let out a cry of pain, and quickly withdrew his hand.

But it was already too late, two teeth marks were clearly displayed on his knuckle.

However, Arthit was still a little disgusted: "What the hell...it doesn't taste good...drink, I want to drink..."

He staggered on the ground again and wanted to get up to find a drink. Kongphop quickly hugged him and coaxed him in a low voice: "Okay, okay, I won't drink today, I'll take you to take a shower."

"No... I, I'm in a bad mood... I still want to drink!" Arthit couldn't even make a sentence, and even Kongphop struggled to hear just these few words.

Kongphop opened the glass door and helped him into the bathroom, but Arthit didn't even have the ability to stand and wait for him to take off his clothes, and the whole person slid softly and sat on the ground.

If it weren't for the smell of alcohol, it would be impossible to sleep, kongphop really wanted to just throw him on the bed.

He reached out helplessly to take off his clothes, but his eyes couldn't help flickering.

"Nuannuan...do you really want me to go?" He asked again.

So painstakingly trying to get him drunk, kongphop is just for this moment.

It's a pity that he obviously made a mistake. Since he has forced people to such a state of unconsciousness, it means that Arthit hardly has the strength to speak properly.

How can you expect him to answer questions seriously.

"Go...go..." arthit muttered in a daze, "don't...go..."

I don't know if his "don't" is connected with "go".

Kongphop sighed helplessly, but still refused to give up: "Why did you break up with me in the first place?"

Hearing this question, arthit's misty eyes suddenly became clear at that moment, and he fixedly looked at kongphop who was undressing himself.

Kongphop couldn't help being startled, thinking that his drunkenness just now was fake.

But at the next moment, Arthit's head tilted softly to the side again, and continued to mutter without saying a word: "Break up... kong... want to break up...can't...sad."

This fragmented sentence is completely confusing.

Kongphop was finally defeated.

It seems that today's drink was for nothing.

In this way, when seeing arthit's uncomfortable appearance again, kongphop felt even more distressed.

If he knew it was useless, he would not be willing to let Arthit drink so much.

With great effort, he stripped off all the clothes on Arthit's body. In this situation, he didn't have the energy to be distracted.

After taking a quick shower for Arthit, he wrapped him in a towel, helped him to the bed and lay down again.

Unexpectedly, Arthit, who was already drowsy, regained his energy after being drenched in water, and refused to lie down obediently, lying on the bed to tease the little one who was already asleep: "Kaka, baby... Wake up... Dad, Dad will tell you... a story."

I can't even speak a whole sentence, and I want to tell people a story.

Kongphop held him down helplessly, and taught in a low voice: "Kaka is asleep, let's talk about it tomorrow!"

Arthit curled his lips, looking very reluctant: "No...I want to give, to my son...tell...it's my son..."

Kongphop's heart moved again, he turned his head to look at Kaka's sleeping face, couldn't help lying in front of Arthit, and asked, "Nuan Nuan, who am I?"

Arthit sneered: "You are Kong... who else could it be?"

Kongphop immediately asked the next question: "Why does kaka look so similar to kong?"

Afraid that Arthit might not understand the point of the question, he even skipped calling himself and said his name directly.

This kind of method of getting people drunk and taking the opportunity to talk is really low, but Kongphop's desire to know the truth is really urgent.

He stared closely at Arthit's lips, for fear of missing half a syllable he said.

This question really made Arthit's expression change again.

But he still shook his head defensively, and stretched out his hand to cover his lower abdomen: "I don't know... I don't know, kaka is my son, my... biological..."

People who are so drunk suddenly clutch their stomachs with great effort, this action is too abrupt.

Kongphop frowned and looked along his hand.

After a lot of tossing just now, the towel on arthit's body had already been rubbed off by himself. At this moment, he was naked, and kongphop saw the position covered by his palm at a glance.

It's that scar.

Arthit didn't know what was wrong with his actions. When he mentioned this topic, he struggled to crawl towards his son again: "kaka...kaka..."

Fortunately, he doesn't like to get drunk very much, otherwise this kind of wine would really be a headache.

Kongphop had no choice but to spread out the quilt directly, covering him completely, and then pushed him back and forth twice, wrapping him tightly in the quilt.

It was stronger than what he had wrapped himself in last night.

Arthit tried to struggle to get out again, but he couldn't make it.

"Hey, go to bed, and I will take Kaka to play tomorrow." Kongphop coaxed patiently.

All along, he has never worked so hard to coax kaka.

Arthit is not willing to sleep. After pestering him relentlessly for a long time, he is finally tired, but even if he closes his eyes, his brows are still frowning, and he still hums from time to time, which looks distressing and funny.

If I had known that I would not be able to ask anything, it would be better to let him drink less.

Kongphop stood up helplessly, and was just about to go to the bathroom to take off his already splashed clothes and take a shower again, but arthit's action just now was suddenly reflected in his mind.

Kongphop frowned subconsciously.

Does that scar have anything to do with kaka?Why did he cover the scar defensively when talking about kaka?It was as if he was afraid of being seen through by him.

Kongphop hesitated for a moment, but stopped going to the bathroom first, went to the balcony to find the phone, returned to the bed, and carefully peeled off the quilt from Arthit who was already asleep, revealing the scar on the lower abdomen .

Kongphot carefully adjusted the angle, took two photos of the scar that could determine the location of the scar, and then posted it on a medical forum.

"May I ask what kind of surgery this scar should be left by?"

When he came out of the shower, there were already several comments on that post, but it seemed that one was more unreliable than the other.

"At first glance, the host seems to be young and has no children. He doesn't even recognize the scar from the caesarean section."

"It's probably a man. It's normal not to pay attention to these things. But this doctor is really good enough. Can you buy more pork and practice suturing!"

"With such an ugly scar, I would definitely go crazy!"

"My focus seems to be on why the poster posted this kind of post...of course he chose to forgive her?"

"After being reminded upstairs...it seems to be the rhythm of Xi becoming a father."

"Emoji (sir, your hat has arrived)"

What about medical forums, all of them are talking nonsense.

Kongphop replied helplessly: "This scar is on a man."

But no one seemed to believe him.

"Yes, yes, that's what the landlord says."

"Tears of sympathy were shed."

"[Picture] Forgive the color package, you deserve it."

Kongphop had no choice but to delete the post completely, thinking angrily, what kind of medical forum is there, but it turns out that a group of people who don't understand anything like him are replying!

Also forgive the package, it is nonsense!

Even if Kaka was really born by Arthit, judging by his appearance, it must be his seed!

Thinking of this, kongphop couldn't help looking at the father and son who occupied half of the bed.

Originally, he had been thinking about the result of the paternity test, but at this moment, kongphop suddenly felt that the final result was actually not that important at all.

Even if kaka was really born by Arthit with another woman, so what?

As long as arthit can return to him, he can ignore everything in the past.

His love for kaka will not be reduced by one point.

The bed was already fully occupied by the father and son who were sleeping all over the place. Kongphop walked over and carefully hugged the two of them to the side before finally being able to lie between them.

But the two father and son seemed to have a tacit understanding. He had just laid down, and they all rubbed against him by coincidence, and climbed up with long arms and legs, one of them occupied half of his body.

Kongphop bears their weight helplessly, but his heart is soft in a mess unconsciously.

He bit Arthit's ear resentfully, and whispered: "I don't believe it, you are sincere in letting me go."

But no matter what, sooner or later, he must let him speak the truth.

"I'm not leaving." He said softly.

Never go again.