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In the backyard, the big windmill whirled around a few times, casting a few interlaced lights and shadows on the open space.

Wen Zecheng and Rong Tianshen stood opposite each other, and neither of them spoke as the wind blew.

From a bystander's point of view, it was a scene of a master fighting.

Behind the glass door, Rong Yuheng pouted his little butt and almost pressed against the door. He moved his phone carefully, and had his own voice-over:

"Winter is coming to spring, everything is recovering, and it's time for the annual Rongjiabao decisive battle."

"This year's contestant is our previous champion Tianshen Xianjun, who will face off against this year's rising star, Emperor Zecheng."

Rong Congyan, who was behind the scenes, suddenly felt speechless, "How did you combine Chinese fairy tales with Western classics?"

Rong Yuheng, "Hush!!"

He fixed his eyes on the two people in the backyard.

Rong Tianshen's lips seemed to move, and he said a few words, but he couldn't hear clearly through the glass door.Immediately afterwards, Wen Zecheng also spoke, with a solemn expression, as if making a rare promise.

Rong Yuheng, "Wow...he is fighting for me."

Rong Congyan put his hands in his pockets, not saying a word.

In the courtyard, Rong Tianshen frowned, and the communication continued.

Wen Zecheng suddenly took a small step forward, feeling a little agitated, Rong Tianshen paused, obviously a little dazed.

Rong Yuheng panicked, "Ah! He won't threaten the big scallop because of me, right? Wen Zecheng——No, you can't bully the old man for the sake of beauty!"

Rong Congyan said dumbly, "As expected of a high-end player in the entertainment industry, he praised and trampled two words."

"..."

However, the two people who were stepped on had no idea what happened in the house.

Rong Tianshen's mouth was pursed into a straight line, and he turned his head away indifferently, while Wen Zezheng was as motionless as a mountain, his lips opened and closed, and continued to output.

After several minutes of output, Rong Tianshen's hard facial contours finally eased a lot. He turned around and raised his chin towards Wen Zerong, revealing the pride and aloofness of a king.

Wen Zecheng's eyelashes drooped, and he nodded slowly.

Rong Yuheng, who was watching the battle in the room, felt unwilling, "Ah, isn't it, isn't it? Don't fight, are they all talkative?"

He was a little anxious after he finished speaking, he turned his head and used his free hand to grab Rong Congyan's sleeve, "Brother, Wen Zeleng seems to have lost! He lost me to another man!"

Rong Congyan's lower body was firmly rooted on the floor, only the upper body was pulled by the former and shook slightly like strong grass in the wind.He had no expression on his face, "I said it was your father..."

So the extra scenes can be cut down.

...

The two were in a stalemate, when Rong Yuheng, who had his back to the glass door, suddenly found a shadow cast on the floor in front of him.

He paused for a heartbroken drama, and slowly turned his head.

I saw two tall men standing behind the wide and bright glass door.The outdoor sunlight was blocked behind them, and the front facing the backlight was condescending, exuding an overwhelming coercion...

Rong Yuheng swallowed: Gudong.

He was still pressing the phone with one hand, and the phone was tightly attached to the glass door. Because it was too tight, it was difficult to pull it off easily for a while.

Rong Yuheng quickly let go of Rong Congyan, and threw his hands on the glass door to pick and search...

The two outside, "..."

Rong Tianshen's face was majestic and indifferent, but there was a thin layer of sweat on his back - would Wen Zezhen temporarily repent of this little idiot?

Thinking of this, he sneaked a glance at Wen Zecheng beside him from the corner of his eye.

But the latter said "so cute", "so funny", "want to rub", "I'm not good enough" written all over his face...

Rong Tianshen's pupils shrank slightly: what a thick filter this is!

After Rong Yuheng took off the phone, the glass door was pushed open again with a "crash--".

Rong Yuheng pretended nothing happened and put the phone in his pocket, raised his eyelids to see the faces of Rong Tianshen and Wen Zecheng,

"What did you guys talk about?"

Rong Tianshen strode away past him with his hands behind his back, "It has nothing to do with you."

Rong Yuheng was so angry that he swelled into a hamster ball, so it has nothing to do with him!Isn't this the biggest hamster fight of the century?

"Tell me, what did you guys talk about?" Rong Yuheng went to poke Wen Zecheng again.

Wen Zecheng grabbed his little hand and held it in his palm, and changed the subject lovingly, "You haven't said what you recorded there with your mobile phone."

Rong Yuheng, who was seen through the movement, let out a little "grass" in his heart, and then said nonsense with a natural expression, "It's not recorded, I'm just cleaning the glass."

Wen Zecheng, "Using a mobile phone?"

Rong Yuheng, "There is static electricity... suck the dust on the glass."

Wen Zecheng suddenly realized, touched his little hand and praised, "You really have a heart."

Rong Yuheng lowered his head, "It's okay, it's okay..."

Rong Congyan at the side was tired of this self-deceiving, willing to fight and suffer, he squeezed the corners of his eyes and turned away from the hustle and bustle of the world of mortals.

With Wen Zezhen's unilateral efforts, the "first seven meals" were more harmonious and warm than Rong Yuheng imagined.

Rong Tianshen even asked bluntly, "Is there no one at the table who can't eat spicy food?"

Rong Congyan poked at the crispy tofu in the bowl and lost his appetite: "Is there anyone who can't eat spicy food?"

For so many years, the three members of the family have known the tastes of the whole family, so they just care about Wen Zhecheng in a roundabout way.

Pooh!The warm goblin who can confuse people's hearts, he is the only fan who has not yet approved of this marriage!

Wen Zereng, who was cared for, immediately showed a grateful expression,

"Eatable, the delicacies prepared by my uncle are exquisite. The exquisite combination of multiple flavors and moderate spicy embellishment can neutralize other taste sensations, bringing the ultimate immersive experience to the taste buds."

Rong Yuheng, "..."

He drooped his chopsticks, and suddenly felt dull.

Rong Tianshen, however, seemed to be very useful, and even straightened his back, "It's average, my family usually eats like this."

Rong Congyan, who basically ate at home, almost choked the rice into his air duct: You liar! !

Wen Zecheng once again sent a compliment, "Such exquisite meals reflect my uncle's quality of life and eating attitude. This is a person with taste and vision. Having a healthy and meticulous meal is not only conducive to balanced nutrition for the body, but also for the time. A functioning brain provides the nourishment for every wise decision in business affairs."

Rong Congyan & Rong Yuheng: ... want to retch.

The corners of Rong Tianshen's mouth twitched slightly, "Well, I can't see that you can deduce such complicated facts from such small details."

Wen Zezheng, "It's all about the teachings from my uncle just now, which have benefited the younger generation a lot and made a huge difference."

When Rong Tianshen heard the words, his brows and eyes immediately lit up, he raised his wine glass and touched Wen Zecheng lightly.

Bang Dang,

The clear and translucent wine was in a halo under the bright crystal lamp... The two looked at each other and smiled across the table, as if everything was in silence.

After dinner.

Wen Zecheng ignored the nanny who was still on standby, and went directly to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

Rong Tianshen hesitated for a moment or said in a pretentious manner, "I'll go and investigate him."

Rong Yuheng pinched the phone expressionlessly, "Oh."

As soon as the two left, he threw the video on his phone into the recycle bin.

I originally planned to study the summit of the Rongjiabao decisive battle for a while, but now it seems that I don't need it.

Based on the situational dialogue just now and the mouth shapes of the two people in the video, it can be deduced that it should also be the scene of a large rainbow fart.

Rong Yuheng suffocated and slumped on the sofa with his head up, and let out a mournful cry: I lost——!

Who would have thought that Wen Zezhen knocked on the door of his house with a rainbow fart!

……

This time the two came back in a hurry, but since it was rare to come back, they planned to stay at home for a few days.

It was already very late after dinner, with Rong Tianshen's approval, Wen Zerong settled down smoothly, and walked into Rong Yuheng's bedroom openly.

Rong Congyan from behind was gritting his teeth with anger, with a ferocious expression like a vicious female supporting role.

Wen Zecheng noticed that before entering the door, he cast a complacent and apologetic glance at the former.

The air of the white lotus instantly filled the entire aisle.

Rong Yuheng saw everything in his eyes, he could only shake his head and sigh helplessly.

Wen Zecheng, who was leading his tail up to the sky, entered the door, and the latter quite consciously locked the door with his backhand.Rong Yuheng was immediately alert, "Why did you lock my door?"

Wen Zecheng put his arms around his waist and kissed him, "I'm afraid your brother will come in."

Rong Yuheng's suspicious heart gradually eased, he thought of Rong Congyan who broke in suddenly when he was touching his butt last time, and had to feel Wen Zeleng's keen prophetic power.

"Then lock it."

"Ah."

Rong Yuheng's room is in a more comfortable style. The Rong's house is big, and his room is also big.

A bed is enough for two adult men to lie side by side in a large font. The wallpaper is packed and soundproof.The floor was covered with fluffy carpets, and even the bay windows were covered with soft cushions.

It's really like a little hamster's nest.

Wen Zecheng felt itchy in his heart just by looking around.

Males have a natural possessive desire for their lovers, especially a sense of domain. Now that he came to Rong Yuheng's room, he felt that his whole body was tainted with the atmosphere of his family.

Possession is as exciting as being possessed.

Wen Zerong took advantage of Rong Yuheng's back facing him to look through the closet, stretched out his long arms, hugged her into his arms, kissed and gnawed, and gently bit his ear, "Baby."

Rong Yuheng was caught off guard by being sucked, groaned and almost lost his grip on the clothes in his hand.

"Well... why, it's only nine o'clock, you... don't mess around."

"Don't mess around." Wen Zecheng hugged the person and arched, while opening his eyes and talking nonsense, "I will follow the formal procedure."

Rong Yuheng pinched his arm trying to break free from this suffocating hunk, "I don't allow any procedures."

Wen Zecheng's grievance came up.

He slowly dragged Rong Yuheng towards the bed, "I'm so tired today, Zaizai, I didn't relax my nerves when I was talking to my uncle."

"I think you're quite calm. You don't have a lot of rainbow farts." When Rong Yuheng said this, he couldn't help but look around Wen Zecheng's face. Someone blowing rainbow farts?"

"It's not that I haven't blown it to you before." Wen Zezhen lowered his head and took a sip from Rong Yuheng's small mouth, and the tender lips immediately became full and rosy.

"And I want your dad's approval, don't you?"

"Thinking about it..." Rong Yuheng squinted his eyes and moaned, "Do you think it's embarrassing?"

"No." Wen Zereng took advantage of the situation and pushed him down on the big soft bed.

He propped up his upper body to avoid pressing down on Rong Yuheng, and then lowered his head and gently touched Rong Yuheng's with the tip of his nose, "Uncle likes to hear this very much, and if he likes to hear it, I will say it, even if it's not for the recognition, it can make him happy Just order."

Rong Yuheng looked at the handsome face of Wen Zerong who was close at hand above him. The latter's eyelashes were drooping, but he couldn't hide the delicate and gentle eyes.

"After all, he is your father, and he will be my father in the future."

……

Suddenly tears welled up in Rong Yuheng's heart.

Wen Zecheng was always like this, he thought about everything, but didn't say anything.It's just that I fill in all the vacancies silently by myself, and glue their lives together with airtight love.

Rong Yuheng stretched out his hand to hook Wen Zecheng's neck, and slightly raised his head to meet him.

"Owner, I want Bobo."

Between the gentle and intense stirring of lips and tongue, there was an ambiguous sound of water, and his heart was boiling hot.

...

When she woke up the next day, Rong Yuheng's mind was full of: I'm cracked.

Wen Zecheng was actually very gentle yesterday, probably because he was still at Rong Yuheng's house and didn't make too much noise, even his voice was suppressed.

But it is this kind of tenderness that is the most annoying, Rong Yuheng cried directly in the end, and Wen Zerong was still babbling behind his back, saying "slow work leads to careful work"...

If it wasn't for the fear of suffering a more violent backlash, Rong Yuheng would have complained immediately, "This is not subtle at all"!

"You sleep a little longer, I'll go down and give you all breakfast."

Wen Zecheng knelt at the head of the bed and bowed his head while fastening the buttons, and kissed his son under the quilt.

Rong Yuheng stretched out his legs and kicked him with all his strength, "I have an aunt in my family, so I don't need your attention."

Wen Zecheng, "Auntie doesn't know that you were tired last night, and you can't take care of your diet. I'll make it for you."

Rong Yuheng was a little speechless, he is not pregnant!As for a separate diet?

"Why don't you tell me and the baby to do it?"

Wen Zecheng's eyes lit up, "You have a baby!?"

"........."

Rong Yuheng hadn't had time to hit the pillow on Wen Zerong, who was so dizzy that he woke up, when the two of them heard a muffled "thump!" from outside the door.

Wen Zeleng, "Fall to the ground?"

Rong Yuheng is not in the mood to flirt with Wen Zecheng at all right now, and he has an ominous premonition in his heart.

He endured the soreness to prop up the bed, walked to the door step by step, unlocked it, pushed the handle, and pulled the door——

Click, the door opens.

Outside the corridor, Rong Congyan's distorted face could not conceal the avalanche and shock. He was covering the big bump on his forehead, and his little finger raised due to the pain was still trembling slightly.

"You... When did you get pregnant!?"

"..."

The author has something to say: Rong Yuheng: You are so sick!

Rong Congyan: You too.

Wen Zecheng: Showing rainbow farts to uncle~

Rong Tianshen: It's hard not to recognize such a spirited guy.