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"Then did you promise?" Song Xinheng held Fang Wei's shoulders with both hands: "You promised me, right?"

Fang Wei was speechless at the question, facing Song Xinheng's burning eyes, he could only say: "I can't say yes to everything..."

"If you get married... just forget it." He got married once rashly, and his memory has grown a lot. He said, "Why do you have to get married? Now it's... not bad." He lightly tapped his thumb Rubbing Song Xinheng's lips lightly, some unpleasant memories from the past filled his mind: "My father is right, getting married casually is really not something an adult should do."

"Then did your father tell you that access control shouldn't exist in the world of adults." Song Xinheng heaved a sigh of relief, but fortunately Fang Wei just said not to get married: "If you don't want to get married, then you can get married, as long as you don't Take care of me, you can do whatever you want." He stuffed Fang Wei into his arms, feeling that the heart that had been hanging for these days was finally settled, and he said, "Are you really not going back with me tonight?"

"No," Fang Wei put his head on Song Xinheng's shoulder and yawned slightly: "I have to go up."

No matter how reluctant Song Xinheng was, no matter how immersed he was in the emotion of regaining what was lost, he still couldn't trap Fang Wei in the corridor all night talking small things.Fang Wei took Song Xinheng's hand off and went upstairs. When he got home, he found that Mr. Cheng and Mr. Jiang had already fallen asleep.Returning to his room in the dark, Fang Wei hugged the cat while changing clothes, only to find that Song Xinheng secretly slipped the ring into himself again.

He opened the curtains, and Song Xinheng was indeed squatting by the opposite window looking over here.The condescending angle is a bit handsome. Fang Wei stared at his trousers for a few seconds, thinking that Song Xinheng's thighs should be easy to touch. Tian, ​​still resolutely pulled the curtain back with a thud.

Because of the concert, Fang Wei went to see Du Chenghong in advance, and because of Song Xinheng, he still failed to give the answer he wanted.Thinking of Du Chenghong's gloomy eyes, Fang Wei would also feel guilty and sad. After all, he not only gave up his budding love, but also lost the friend he cared about the most, but for Song Xinheng, he really could only do this.

Even if he didn't make such a sacrifice, Fang Wei knew better than anyone else that he wasn't worth Du Chenghong's continued effort to wait.He neither had the courage to integrate into Du Chenghong's family like this, nor did he have the courage to just become Hu Tao's other father.

I like it, but it’s true that I don’t like it enough. Even if I choose Song Xinheng, it doesn’t mean that the love will bloom.

He has little confidence in the fact that he fell in love with Song Xinheng again. For a person who is almost 30 years old, it is indeed a dangerous mentality to take one step at a time, but when he thinks that he can touch and hug casually, he feels that life is not so good. bad.

Song Xinheng has a good-looking face, and he is very touchable, and his temper has gradually improved after experiencing so many things. After Fang Wei became his boyfriend, he found that getting along was not as difficult as he expected. Even if he had a negative attitude at the beginning, he still Successfully fell in love.

The fathers had no plans to let Fang Wei move out, and were worried that Fang Wei would be tricked by someone into marrying and raising children. Although they were not strict enough to ask Fang Wei to change his job here, they quickly gave Fang Wei's household registration information changed.The single-person household registration that Fang Wei moved out from his aunt's house since he was in his 20s has now been moved back, and the names of the three members of his family finally appeared on the same household registration book at the same time.

Fang Wei didn't go back during the winter vacation, Song Xinheng just ran around in his spare time as before.After the concert, all kinds of work were arranged irregularly, and Song Xinheng's coming time also became irregular.Fang Wei didn't care too much, but if Song Xinheng didn't see Fang Wei once in three days, Song Xinheng himself would feel bad, and the text messages he sent to Fang Wei were full of sticky nonsense one after another.

A few days after the meeting, Fang Wei was willing to go to the opposite side to have a look. After all, it was windy outside in winter, and Song Xinheng was a public figure, so there was a high possibility of causing trouble wherever he went. If he wanted to meet outside, Fang Wei I think it's better to go to Song Xinheng's house.

Compared with Song Xinheng's original residence, the new home is much simpler. Song Xinheng was worried that Fang Wei would dislike him, and planned to decorate the place in a decent way, but Fang Wei rejected it first.The house had only been lightly decorated, and the dining room was empty, only the sofa and bed could sit on. Fang Wei felt that the bed was soft, so he sat on the bed. As soon as Song Xinheng came over, he touched Fang Wei's hand and pressed the person on the bed.

"The ID card has also been changed?" Song Xinheng picked up the card that fell out of Fang Wei's pocket, looked it over and over again, and found that the household registration had indeed been updated, Fang Wei responded, and put his hand into Song Xinheng's clothes: "Name Almost changed it for me."

"I was originally a child of my aunt's family. My uncle's surname was Fang, and I got this name when I got my hukou. Now that my hukou has been moved back, my dad thinks we have three surnames in my family, so he wants to change my name to Cheng Fangwei, or Jiang Fangwei." He touched Song Xinheng's waist along the waistline, and Fang Wei let Song Xinheng circle him contentedly: "Maybe Fang Wei doesn't call it anymore, and calls it Cheng Bao or something..."

Every time Song Xinheng is taken advantage of by him, the impression of Fang Wei in his heart will be refreshed again. The original Fang Wei, even if he is married, has always kept a distance from his eyes. Cowardly, looking hopeless.It's not like now, it's more natural to touch than to eat, but touching is not enough, and I will lean over to kiss.

Maybe it's cold in winter, or maybe it's because Fang Wei has kept cats for a long time, and he always likes the warmth under his hands, and Song Xinheng's body just happens to have a warm nature, which makes Fang Wei naturally want to get close.His hands fumbled all the way along the waistline, giving Song Xinheng the illusion of being vain. His head was buried in Song Xinheng's neck, but Song Xinheng held his hand when he was not fully entertained.

"Huh?" He lay on his side on the bed, raised his chin to observe Song Xinheng's expression, and frowned: "I haven't finished touching it yet."

"I know... I didn't say I wouldn't touch it for you." Song Xinheng lowered his head to enclose his lower lip, biting Fang Wei's lower lip gently. His waistband.Fang Wei likes to kiss Song Xinheng, but after raising his eyes in pain, he immediately knocked off Song Xinheng's hand, and he said, "I... I'm done touching, it's already noon, if you're not hungry, I still have to eat."

Seeing Song Xinheng's clothes being lifted up, Fang Wei climbed out of the bed and pulled him back tenderly.Recently, he was easily bewitched by Song Xinheng's beauty, which made him feel the kind of guilty conscience that was once dominated by the brainless nerves. There is no pressure to hug and hug, and it's hard to say when he takes off his pants.Fang Wei rubbed his hot face, but still couldn't hold back, and leaned over to kiss that baby's face again.

"Whatever you want to eat, my brother will make it for you." Fang Wei, who took advantage of it, was very gentle: "Would you like hot pot? I'll make it."