heart arsonist

After the new year, Fang Wei went home with Song Xinheng, and lost his single bedroom.

The tropical fish at home were brought back by Chancheng to raise them. Except for the potted green plants that Wei took care of above the window sill, there were no more living creatures.Song Xinheng was busy with the recording of the New Year's program, and went home to do the general cleaning with Fang Wei. Fang Wei is good at tidying up the sundries, and Song Xinheng is good at throwing away. He went in and out of the house for a while, and there was a lot more idle space in the house. .

"I always feel that the house is getting bigger again." Fang Wei moved the last box of newspapers to the foyer: "There are also many empty rooms."

Song Xinheng didn't feel empty when he first bought it, but now that Fang Wei has moved back, he feels that this long-unlived residence is fully filled and looks like a home.After moving the old newspapers out, Song Xinheng came back and washed his hands, pressed Fang Wei who was laying the sofa on the cushion, held Fang Wei's shoulders and sniffed at the neck for a while, and then said with satisfaction: "I don't think so. null."

"If you like it, let's raise some more fish, otherwise, just take that cat back." Thinking that Fang Wei dotes on the cat so much, even if it is short-haired, it tends to go bald, Song Xinheng said: "No one is usually at home. , or choose another partner for it.”

Fang Wei was pressed firmly by him, and he barely sat up straight from the sofa, moved his fingers slightly, and passed through Song Xinheng's thick black hair, thinking about raising a cat, but at the same time feeling a little strenuous.Song Xinheng's working hours were irregular, and when school started, he didn't have the confidence and energy to take care of a cat. He was in a trance, but he heard Song Xinheng say seriously: "Otherwise...it's okay to raise a child."

Fang Wei froze, obviously frightened, and almost forgot that he belonged to the special category of the family.Song Xinheng pursed his lips, for fear that Fang Wei thought he was joking: "I've thought about it, either surrogacy or adoption in an orphanage, you like children so much, our current conditions are completely affordable, I want you to believe me , I can also take the responsibility of being a parent.”

Fang Wei didn't dare to think about it, he leaned over and kissed Song Xinheng, his ears gradually turned red, hoping that Song Xinheng would forget about it.

He couldn't imagine what it would be like for Song Xinheng to be a father. It wasn't that he didn't believe it, but he always felt that it was unreliable and gave him a headache.As an idol, Song Xinheng didn't think the children's affairs were troublesome, and he was fully prepared to share the trivialities of life. The only thing he was not sure about was Fang Wei's heart. He lost this person once, and he was most afraid of it. Just miss it again.

He loves Fang Wei, Song Xinheng thought, as long as Fang Wei is still willing to love him, they can live in peace and stability for many years.

Song Xinheng took Fang Wei's acquiescence, and even picked up the child's name on the way to carry him upstairs from the sofa.

The light in the master bedroom was dimmed. Song Xinheng touched the remote control, but raised the temperature in the room by a few degrees.After untiing Fang Wei's pajamas, Song Xinheng leaned down and asked for kisses from the person under him at different angles, sometimes light and sometimes heavy, incoherent, but extremely gentle.

While caressing the back of his neck and patiently invading, Song Xinheng clasped Fang Wei's hand, and branded an eye-catching red mark on his heaving chest, in exchange for a few vague moans.Fang Wei clung to him, and in the ever-faster tide, the strength of his arms was getting tighter and tighter, the corners of his eyes and brows were soaked in red, and his appearance was so docile that it hurt people, the more Song Xinheng kissed him, the expression on his face when he responded It became more and more confusing.

"Weiwei, look at me." Song Xinheng wiped off the thin sweat on Fang Wei's neck: "Tell me if you feel uncomfortable."

Fang Wei responded lightly, and soon lost his rhythm under Song Xinheng's more violent movements, pinching the corner of Song Xinheng's clothes, and let out a few moans from time to time, but there was no sound of rejection from the beginning to the end.Song Xinheng whispered love words in his ear, Fang Wei didn't listen to a few words, only knew that after the organs in his body swelled to the limit, a warm current was released in the depths of the corridor.

Fang Wei shivered subconsciously, and when he touched his hands, he realized that his lower abdomen was also sticky.

He was ejaculated for the first time, and there was no additional block, and the fluid left in his body made him feel overwhelmed.Originally thinking about letting Song Xinheng back out first, Fang Wei pushed weakly.Song Xinheng moved closer, Fang Wei looked at each other for a few seconds, and still tightly wrapped his neck around his neck.Hearing the intertwined panting of the two, he closed his trembling eyelids with peace of mind.

He doesn't doubt that Song Xinheng loves him now, even if words can be deceiving, none of those kisses and hugs that are too many to become a burden, those tender eyes and the tenderness afterward can seem deceiving.Song Xinheng kissed him, picked up Fang Wei's crumpled pajamas, spread them flat, and covered Fang Wei's warm belly, got up from the bed, carried him to the bathroom and took a shower.

The bathtub at home is also surprisingly large, but I never thought about it, and the cleaning time was doubled. When I got out of the bathtub again, Fang Wei held his back bitterly, suspecting that it would stay in his body for the second time. Whether the things in the house have been washed or not.Song Xinheng liked it very much. He took Fang Wei, who was so sleepy and always yawned, back to the bed and rubbed his waist. After rubbing, Fang Wei fell asleep in his arms.

Put your hand on Fang Wei's smooth belly, as if there could really be a crystallization of love there, tying Fang Wei's second half of his life to himself.But when he woke up, and Song Xinheng hadn't mentioned his name yet, Fang Wei naturally skipped over the child's matter.

"Let's talk about it later, raising children is difficult." Fang Wei took a sip of the water Song Xinheng brought: "I have to think about it."

"That's a human life. There will be many, many difficulties in walking, talking, going to school, and working." Admiring his two fathers, 22, who took on such a heavy responsibility at the age of three, Fang Wei grabbed the cup and even There were Song Xinheng's tooth marks on the half of the calf that was exposed from the quilt. He thought for a while, and then said: "And think about it, we... don't even have a marriage certificate yet."

Whether it's a surrogate for her own child, a surrogate for a little beauty with Song Xinheng's genes, or even going to an orphanage to adopt an orphan, all of them are very attractive, but they are also full of a sense of mission.Realizing that Fang Wei was still unwilling to settle down with himself as before, Song Xinheng felt a little aggrieved. He said, "I'll talk about that child later, but can you consider getting a certificate from me?"

Before Fang Wei told him that he didn't want to receive it, he didn't mind too much, he just thought that if Fang Wei could stay by his side, everyone would be happy in life.But now Fang Wei accepted him, and after poaching his heart bit by bit, Song Xinheng became the one who was worried about gains and losses. Thinking that Fang Wei could leave him at any time, he didn't even need to ask him to sign an agreement like last time , he was full of fear for the future.

Fang Wei promised to think about it, but as a result, several months have passed, and no result has been considered yet.I have been in bed a lot, and my relationship has improved a lot. I even put on the ring several times while Fang Wei was asleep. When he woke up again, Fang Wei still didn't mention the matter of marriage.

Song Xinheng himself thought it was useless, but when he woke up one day, he found that the ring had slipped into his hand.

Fang Wei was lying on the side of the pillow, seeing Song Xinheng wake up, he smacked on the side of his face, got up and went to the bathroom.Song Xinheng was stunned for a few seconds, got out of bed and followed, and really saw that Fang Wei, who was brushing his teeth, was also wearing a ring.Fang Wei smiled, and took Song Xinheng to the Civil Affairs Bureau after breakfast, and only waited for the green book to be replaced by the red book. Song Xinheng looked at Fang Wei in disbelief.

"I didn't mean to procrastinate," Fang Wei opened the marriage certificate: "Although I didn't intend to get the certificate before."

"This way, it won't be troublesome to prepare in the future." Fang Wei pointed to the date of obtaining the certificate on it. Song Xinheng felt familiar. It took him a long time to remember that today is his birthday. Fang Wei said: "In this way, you don't have to worry about forgetting to commemorate It's day."

Song Xinheng smiled. He didn't know if there was any cake today, but the cake was definitely not as sweet as Fang Wei.

Just like eating too much cake will make you get tired, but Fang Wei's sweetness will never get tired no matter how much it is.