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

Since the wooden box was accidentally broken that day, kongphop hasn't taken the time to take it out and repair it, so the scroll has been kept in his hotel.

I didn't expect it to come in handy now.

The two opened the well-preserved scroll, and the words inside were revealed little by little. It looked beautiful and neat, but the two of them knew nothing about Chinese.

This feeling is like someone has already thrown you a small note in the English test room, but you don't know a single word, and you don't even know where to copy it.

It's more frustrating than having no answer.

However, arthit still saw something wrong: "I remember that the scroll left by grandpa had a lot of dense words on it, but there are only a few sentences on this one, the two are really different, and... the scroll itself seems to be different, They shouldn't have been written together."

He doesn't know anything about handwriting, so he can only start with these aspects.

Kongphop frowned and pondered for a while before slowly opening his mouth: "For so many years, this scroll has been displaced by our ancestors, and it may have been copied because it is too broken, so it is not surprising that the materials are different. As for the number of words "Maybe our two teams are really different."

"It's a pity that we don't understand Chinese. Even if I take out the one at home tomorrow, I still can't understand anything." Arthit sighed helplessly.

This kind of family secret that can't be easily told to outsiders, of course, they can't just find someone who understands Chinese to translate it.

Kongphop patted him on the shoulder comfortingly, and said, "Don't worry, there will always be a solution. And kaka was born safely, this time I will definitely take better care of you, even if you don't understand It doesn't matter."

Although arthit has tried his best to accept his setting in front of kongphop, but when he heard him bring up this topic, he still couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

So he couldn't help but glared at kongphop, and got into the bathroom.

Since kongphop returned to China, the two spent most of their nights in the same bed, but today is very different from the past.

This was their first night together after they resolved all misunderstandings.

Even though they've faced each other naked so many times, the night still left them feeling a little overwhelmed.

Just like two lovers who have lived together for several years, there will always be some feelings that are different from the past on the wedding night.

If it were changed to the past, I'm afraid kongphop can't wait to eat arthit, but when he thinks that there may be a little life quietly conceived in his stomach, he can't help but burst into words Unclear emotions.

In the face of such complicated emotions, desire has the upper hand.

He just wanted to carefully hold arthit in his palm and protect it.

With this kind of mentality, kongphop's care for arthit suddenly became appalling. Even when people went in to take a bath, he had to knock on the door several times, as if afraid of people fainting inside.

Of course, he didn't dare to push the door open and go in.

After all, longing for this kind of thing can only be suppressed better when it is invisible and intangible.

If a lively picture of someone getting out of the bath really appeared in front of him, Xiao Kong probably would have stood at attention and saluted immediately.

After finally waiting for arthit to take a shower, kongphop thoughtfully wiped him clean from head to tail, stuffed him directly into the bed, and knelt on the bed to help him dry his hair.

Arthit made him feel uncomfortable serving him, and couldn't help protesting: "You make me feel like a paralyzed patient who can't take care of himself."

"What did you say?" Kongphop took the hair dryer a little farther away, and asked next to his ear.

Arthit looked at him helplessly: "I told you to take a shower quickly and let me do it myself."

Kongphop moved the hair dryer closer again, pretending he didn't hear it.

Arthit rolled his eyes with his back turned to him, but the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up slightly.

It wasn't until his hair was completely dried that kongphop finally stopped, wrapped him carefully in the quilt, and warned: "I've been tired all day, close your eyes and go to sleep."

This kind of tone that seems to care for the mentally handicapped, if someone else said it to Arthit, he would complain about it in all likelihood.

But looking at kongphop's serious expression, he couldn't help but nodded uncontrollably like a cat whose fur has been brushed.

Although he closed his eyes obediently, but without that person beside him, he couldn't sleep soundly.

Fortunately, kongphop didn't treat himself as meticulously as he treated him, so he packed up and went to bed in a short time.

Arthit felt the other side of the bed cave in, and almost without thinking, rolled in his direction.

Kongphop hugged him accurately, but still felt dissatisfied. After thinking about it, he lifted the quilt from Arthit's body and wrapped himself in it together.

The thought of being able to spend the rest of my life with this person beside me, even a simple hug like this, will make people feel a kind of happiness that is too thick to dissolve.

A rare night without dreams.

Because he was thinking about the scroll at home, Arthit was not in the mood to go to work, and the first thing he did after waking up was to go straight home.

Kongphop acts as a driver of course.

After driving the car downstairs, he consciously waited for Arthit to open the door and get off the car, ready to leave at any time.

But Arthit stood by the car for a long time, but never closed the door.

Kongphop asked with some doubts: "Is there anything else?"

Arthit hesitated for a while before speaking to him: "Do you want to go up together?"

Kongphop's eyes widened, it seemed that it took him several seconds to figure out what he meant, and he nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes! You wait for me here, I'll stop!"

Do you need to be excited like this!

Arthit closed the car door helplessly, but thinking about his happy look, the corners of his mouth still couldn't help but rise slightly.

It's working time now, kongphop found an empty parking space nearby, and rushed to his side very quickly.

But now he realized: "Should I go buy some gifts?"

This was the first time he visited his father-in-law and mother-in-law in a big way after many years.

Arthit gave him a blank look, and stretched out his hand to open the door: "Anyway, I'm not in the mood to wait for you, so you don't need to waste any more time."

Kongphop grabbed the open door and smiled at him: "Family, there is no need to worry so much. I believe my father-in-law and mother-in-law are already very happy seeing me."

Arthit put an elbow on his stomach: "Yue, you are big!"

Although the name is too much, what kongphop said is indeed correct.

Seeing him bring kongphop back, the two old people will definitely be overjoyed.

Thinking of this, Arthit couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

After all, before this, he always looked dejected in front of his parents that it was impossible for him to get back together with Kongphop.

Now there was a sudden 180-degree turn, and of course the face was a little sore from the beating.

Seeing arthit walk to the door of the house, he hesitated again and refused to take the key to open the door. Of course kongphop knew what he was thinking.

Fearing that his chance to meet his parents slipped away again amidst his hesitation, kongphop reached out and slammed on the door without saying a word.

"Hey!" Arthit pressed his hand.

But it was already too late, and Nuan Ma's voice soon came from inside: "Who is it?"

Although Mr. Kongphop's hand was held down, his mouth was free.

He answered immediately without hesitation: "Auntie Yue, it's me!"

The sound of Nuan Ma's footsteps approached the door quickly, and in just a few seconds, the door was opened. Nuan Ma looked at the two people standing side by side at the door, and was startled for a while, and then she didn't know what to do. Yes, he stammered and shouted: "Kong?"

Kongphop smiled enthusiastically at her: "Auntie, it's me."

Nuan's mother looked at her son, who was a little embarrassed, and instantly understood the situation in front of her.

This is very different from her deliberately looking for kindergarten.

The son finally brought the man back directly.

"Mom, why are you always blocking the door?" Arthit said in embarrassment and helplessness.

Only then did Nuan Ma come to her senses, and quickly turned around: "Come in, come in, his dad, come out, and see who's coming."

Such a welcoming way that inspires teachers and mobilizes the crowd, Arthit couldn't help but support his forehead.

Dad Nuan was sitting in the living room watching the morning news, and he was a little surprised to see them approaching together.

He is not as careful as Nuan's mother, but he is somewhat aware of the entanglement between his son and kongphop.

But I really didn't expect to bring people home so soon.

However, his dignity as a father prevented him from losing his composure like Nuan's mother.

Seeing kongphop's respectful salute, he just nodded slightly: "Coming!"

Nuan Ma slapped him on the shoulder: "What are you doing? What are you doing sitting here? Go pour tea."

Kongphop didn't dare to ask his father-in-law to do anything, so he hurriedly stopped: "No need, I'm not thirsty, uncle just sit down."

But Nuan's father didn't listen to his stop, and got up to pour tea.

His footsteps were so brisk that it was hard to tell that he was over fifty years old.

Nuan Ma pushed Kongphop onto the sofa and sat down: "Look at him, he is very quiet and happy. Let him go there alone and be happy, otherwise he will get sick again.",

This sentence was of course a joke, but arthit couldn't help poking his head over, but he didn't expect to see his dad smirking while boiling water alone in the kitchen.

While he couldn't help laughing, he couldn't help feeling a burst of sadness in his heart.

Over the years, he didn't know how much he had worried his parents.

So now just bring kongphop back, they don't ask anything, they can already be happy for him.

After the old man poured tea, Nuan Ma ordered him to go out to buy vegetables.

The old man who has always avoided these trivial matters, but today he just followed a password and made a movement, humming a little tune and went out.

Mr. Kongphop, who had enjoyed the super courteous treatment, was naturally very excited. He seemed to have forgotten why he was here. Surrounded by Nuan Ma, his aunts and aunts kept shouting, which naturally made Nuan Ma smile.

But Nuan Ma still found a chance to pull Arthit aside: "I didn't mean to be wrong, right? Did we agree last time?"

"Does he know Kaka's identity?"

Watching kongphop's eyes glance towards them from time to time, arthit could only nod awkwardly, and answered all the questions at once.

But there was joy in this awkwardness.

Originally, he wanted to take the scroll and slip away, but now it seems that he has no chance at all.

Kongphop was also very considerate to help Nuanma cook together. The two talked a lot before and after, but the topic seemed to be endless. They didn't talk until kaka entered the kindergarten until the meal was finished. .

For the first time in these years, Arthit saw his parents happy like this.

"It's a pity that kaka is not here at noon tonight. You must come back for dinner tonight. Let's have a good reunion dinner." Nuan Ma carefully told her.

Kongphop also fully agreed: "Okay, I will come back after picking up kaka."

It was so easy to escape from the enthusiasm of Nuan Dad and Nuan Mom, and when they arrived in the car, Kongphop finally realized with a lewd smile on his face: "By the way, the scroll!"

Arthit threw him a backpack and rolled his eyes: "When you think about it, the day lily is cold."