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Wen Yang was lying on the bed, hugging his cub, feeling like he was going to die.

After spending a short time with their children, Wen's parents are once again running around for their careers.

The whole house was very quiet, even Wen Feifei just held the toy and grinded his teeth without saying a word.

Wen Yang sank into the soft bed, feeling like he was immersed in a honey pot, surrounded and submerged by the thick and sweet golden yellow clear honey.It is also like being in a gorgeous and colorful sea of ​​flowers, watching thousands of butterflies flapping their wings gently, skipping over the fingertips, and dancing among the flowers.

The soft touch still remained in his palm, and the slightly moist heat remained in his memory, exuding the sweet aroma of flowers and honey.

It was an extremely beautiful picture, and Wen Yang lay there in a daze for a long time, unwilling to call back his thoughts.

To be honest, when the palm was kissed, Little Wenyang raised his head up very disappointingly, causing his elder brother to squat on the ground in order to hide the small tent, and he had to kiss his crush to get up.

However, in the end, his elder brother's crush still didn't make it up again. Instead, he waited expressionlessly until Wen Yang calmed down and stopped being clumsy, then rubbed Wen Yang's head helplessly, and led the limp Wen Yang The hamster went home.

Wen Yang rubbed his cub's head, curled up on the bed, trying to calm down the restlessness in his heart and body.

"Young man..." He muttered to comfort himself, looked down at his open right heart, and laughed foolishly again.

Hearing the sound, Wen Feifei turned to look at his silly father, and let out a groan, her beautiful ice blue eyes followed Wen Yang's line of sight to the open hand.

Wen Feifei bowed to his father.

Its dad didn't move.

Wen Feifei threw away his own toy, pouted his butt and ran into his father's sight, then stretched out his head and licked Wen Yang's palm.

Wen Yang was stunned, and then the hair all over his body exploded. He sat up cross-legged, picked up his cub and threw it or beat him. In the end, he could only rub his cub's head frantically, and roared angrily: "Wen Feifei, you are not good at it!" Filial son!!!"

As soon as Shen Feibai pushed open Wen Yang's bedroom door, he heard the boy's exasperated roar, and couldn't help being taken aback.

"What's the matter, Feifei peed on your bed?"

Hearing Shen Feibai's voice, Wen Yang shrunk his neck uncomfortably, stopped rubbing his son's head, and turned his head to look at the door of the room with a little guilt.

Shen Feibai didn't notice Wen Yang's cautiousness, he walked in and took a look at Wen Yang's bed, and asked doubtfully, "Did you pee?"

Wen Yang put his son aside, and casually pushed the pot: "I didn't pee, Feifei was going to bite me just now."

Shen Feibai frowned upon hearing this: "Didn't you bite?"

Wen Yang shook his head, turned his gaze, and saw the handheld in Shen Feibai's hand, the unhappiness on his face was swept away, and he said cheerfully: "Did you bring me the handheld?"

Shen Feibai nodded slightly, put the handheld device on Wenyang's table, looked at the young man who turned over and got out of bed and was about to come over, and stretched out his hand to hold down the soft, shaggy hair.

"Don't rush to play, my parents won't come back today, let's go out to eat." He said.

With his head pressed, Wen Yang looked at the handheld, then at Shen Feibai, finally nodded, picked up the leash on the table, and shook it at Wen Feifei.

Dogs are very smart, one month is enough for Wen Feifei to understand what it means for his father to take the leash.

It can go out to play!

Wen Feifei barked twice, jumped off the bed, wagged his tail and came to Wen Yang's side, and cooperated with Wen Yang to put on the leash.

Shen Feibai walked to the door, took the traction rope that Wen Yang handed over, watched Wen Yang rummaging through the room for his mobile phone, finally found it in his pocket, and took some change, then walked out the door contentedly .

The mid-afternoon sunshine in March is warm and friendly, not too hot, but also enough to resist the breeze with a little bit of winter coolness.

Wen Yang walked backwards in front of Shen Feibai, watching his crush walking beside him with a dog, the sun fell on Shen Feibai's face, and on the dog he was holding in his hand, it was as if a layer of sunshine had been sprinkled. The dusk-like golden yarn seems to be covered with a layer of soft light in the spring twilight.

Shen Feibai looked down at Wen Feifei who was rushing forward and trying to break free from the leash to have fun everywhere. After watching for a while, he suddenly raised his head and met Wen Yang's gaze staring at him intently.

Both of them were slightly startled, and after staring at each other absentmindedly for two seconds, Wen Yang was the first to react.

He raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile, "What's the matter?"

Shen Feibai looked at Wen Yang, and couldn't help laughing too.

"I want to ask if you have anything you want to eat." He said, his voice was as soft as cotton candy.

The smile on Wen Yang's face couldn't help but get bigger. He thought for a while, then turned around and saw a stall of octopus balls.

Shen Feibai watched as Wen Yang went to that stall to buy a set of small balls, a total of six, because he had a sweet mouth, the boss gave another one as a gift.

Shen Feibai looked at Wen Yang who was smiling like a flower and ran over with a cardboard box, and felt that if Wen Yang didn't want to do a serious job in the future, he might be able to make a lot of money by becoming a gigolo or a cowherd.

After all, when Shen Feibai got angry, no one except Wen Yang could persuade him, not even Shen's parents.

Wen Yang doesn't like tomato sauce, but Shen Feibai is full of enthusiasm for tomato foods.

Shen Feibai glanced at the small meatballs in the paper box, the red tomato sauce on it had already covered the salad dressing until there was only a little edge left.

Wen Yang followed Shen Feibai and their dog son to wander around aimlessly, while poking open the small ball on the top, let it cool down, inserted a bamboo stick, poked it and handed it to Shen Feibai's mouth.

Shen Feibai looked down at the ball, and found that the wooden fish flakes had been carefully scraped off.

"I know you don't like it, so I've scraped it off. Eat it at ease." After Wen Yang finished speaking, he stretched out the bamboo stick in his hand again.

Shen Feibai finally opened his mouth, bit off the small balls on the bamboo stick in one gulp, raised his head and stuffed the whole balls into his mouth.

Wen Yang poked one and ate it himself, his left cheek was bulging, while chewing, he looked down at Wen Feifei who was wandering around their feet, wagging his tail frantically and looking up at them.

Wen Feifei's beautiful ice-blue eyes were staring at Wen Yang, staring at the little ball in Wen Yang's left hand from time to time.

However, its father still remembered the hatred of it licking the palm of his hand. After staring at each other for about ten seconds, he turned his head indifferently.

Wen Feifei whined aggrievedly, clawed at his father's legs with his two front paws, and wagged his tail like the blades of an electric fan.

"Feifei can't eat this." Shen Feibai reminded, afraid that Wen Yang's heart would soften.

Wen Yang didn't intend to feed it to Wen Feifei at first, but after snorting, he poked a meatball with scraped off flakes of the wooden fish and fed it to Shen Feibai.

Wen Yang also ate one, his cheeks puffed up like a hamster, and his eyes dangled from the signboards of several restaurants on the street outside the community.

"I want to eat jelly." He said.

Shen Feibai nodded, bent down to pick up his son who was still holding Wen Yang's thigh, turned around and went straight to the snack bar on the street.

The snack bar is very simple, just a painted facade, inside the facade there are only four small tables for a maximum of four people, and the stools don't even have backrests, but the business is very good, and there are seven or eight tables outside the facade.

Both Shen Feibai and Wen Yang were happy to sit outside, and it would be nice to have dinner in the sun.

Wen Yang ate the last small ball, and looked at Shen Feibai sitting opposite him with his face propped up.

The sunlight was cut into broken shadows by the tall trees on the side of the road. The boy on the opposite side lowered his eyes and carried back the little husky in his arms who was about to climb onto the table, took the leash in his hand, and put the pup back on the ground.

The wind passes through this not-so-spacious old street, and the swaying light spots are like the traces of time stained on old photos.

Wen Yang looked at Shen Feibai, thinking about their mutual understanding and tacit understanding, couldn't help thinking, if he could be with Shen Feibai - fall in love, get married, and eventually grow old together, then time might be like It has been standing still at this time.

They have always had a deep understanding of each other, knowing what each other loves, topics of interest, and good and bad living habits.When time goes by, they will still take care of each other and care about every detail of each other's life as they do now.

Probably every day, like now, I will walk slowly and leisurely on the old street, lead the dog for a stroll aimlessly, and then when one party suddenly proposes to do something, we will go to the destination together without hesitation go.

Shen Feibai rolled up the leash, raised his head to meet Wen Yang's gaze, raised his eyebrows, and asked, "What are you thinking about, so preoccupied?"

"Um……"

Wen Yang looked at the young man opposite, pondered for a while, and then showed a clear and warm smile.

"I'm thinking about the future."

The author has something to say: Wen Yang: Wait for me to wash your hands, how about kissing me again! [Rubbing Flying Dog's Head Angry.gif

Shen Feibai: ……………