Evening Primrose's Lonely Confession

Regarding children, I am firmly opposed to surrogacy. Although Song Xitang's personality has always been cold-blooded, he is a bit of a Buddhist, and he also said that he believes that a big man will be able to conceive one day, so I always feel that he treats me that way. Ability is somewhat conceited.

In fact, I know that he doesn't want me to have too much pressure. After all, it seems unreliable for gays to have no children. Song Xitang's parents definitely hope that he can have a grandson as soon as possible.

"You...or find someone you like..."

Song Xitang interrupted me and handed me a cup of milk tea, "Let's go to the hospital for a physical examination tomorrow."

"Ah?" I took a sip of milk tea, "No matter how I check my body, it won't be born."

"I feel that your immunity is a little low recently." Song Xitang patted my head, then glanced at the milk tea in my hand, "Could it be because you ate too much junk food on set?"

I hurriedly shook my head, "I just came back and I'm in good health, don't curse me."

Song Xitang has stayed at home every day since he left early, but to his surprise, he is not fat at all, instead he exercises every day and becomes stronger.

I lifted his clothes off, "It feels so good." I couldn't help but sigh, how could such a perfect mature man like me.

Song Xitang grabbed my scurrying hand and asked me very puzzled, "Do you still want it?"

I patted him once, then withdrew my hand abruptly, "Can you be more mentally healthy."

Song Xitang smiled, "I won't tease you anymore, let's have dinner."

"Oh." I nodded, jumped out of the bed, and felt dizzy for a while, but fortunately there was no serious problem, and I recovered in a while.

Song Xitang really understands me. It is true that some time ago I lived on the set and couldn't eat well or sleep well. He asked me and I didn't say anything, because I thought that would be too hypocritical.

"Do you want to go to the movies tonight?" Song Xitang asked me.

I scooped up a spoonful of soup and was blowing vigorously without thinking about answering. Song Xitang's craftsmanship is so good that I even suspected that he had drugged me to make me so addicted.

Song Xitang tapped the table with his knuckles, "Answer."

"No." The soup was already warm, I raised my head and answered him decisively, and then drank the soup in the spoon.

Song Xitang gave me a piece of Coca-Cola chicken wings, "Your complexion is really bad."

I froze and yelled at him directly, "I didn't see you pity me when I was on the bed."

"Eat." Song Xitang's face was very embarrassed and he directly changed the topic.

My phone rang, I picked it up and looked at it, it belonged to Xiao Wang from the crew, it should be something wrong with the script of Group B, I connected, "Hey, what's the matter."

It's really a problem with the script. I need to check it with my computer. I just wanted to get up and go back to the bedroom. I was afraid that Song Xitang might misunderstand, so I covered the receiver of my phone and told him, "It's about work, come back right away, wait for me."

When I came out, Song Xitang was no longer waiting for me at the dining table.

It seems this guy is angry again?I was wondering, but I went back to the table and continued to eat. When I was full, I slowly put down my chopsticks and shouted into the air, "Song Xitang, I have a headache."

After a while, the footsteps upstairs finally approached, I knew Song Xitang was coming, he was standing behind me, I turned around and grabbed his hand, "I'm lying to you."

After being on the set, I realized that my acting skills have also improved a lot.

"I'm looking for something."

"Oh? What is it?" I took a closer look at Song Xitang. He didn't have anything in his hand, but he was wearing that hairpin brooch on his chest. The green gemstone was very dazzling. Who would pin a brooch on his pajamas?

"You did it on purpose."

"No, I suddenly remembered it." Song Xitang sat next to me, and brought the meal he hadn't finished just now in front of him. He grabbed my hand with one hand and ate with the other.

After dinner, we sat in the jade tank in front of the porch to feed the fish. Song Xitang’s plan to transform the rockery was stopped by me.

"Song Xitang, have you missed me while I'm not at home?"

"It's okay, I really think about it." Song Xitang put the fish food on the table beside him, "Don't feed them, it will kill them."

"Oh." I threw away the remaining fish food in my hand, and suggested to Song Xitang, "Go back and take a nap."

Before he opened his arms, Song Xitang had already hugged me. He stood still and weighed me, "It's light."

"Yeah." I agreed, but I was so sleepy that I almost lost my soul.

Song Xitang hugged my waist, I put my hands under his neck, rode him on my legs, and fell asleep after a while after adjusting.

After dinner at my sister’s house in the evening, Song Xitang took me to a park near my home to relax. There were wild geese flying by the lake, which was very interesting. I picked up my phone and took two photos to post on Weibo at night.

When I turned around, I found that Song Xitang was also patting me from behind.

"What are you shooting? Let me see." I walked over and took Song Xitang's mobile phone. The golden dusk was reflected on the sparkling lake. Standing in it, it seemed to be golden. The artistic conception is there, it is the photo The position of my station is not coordinated.

"Haha, Song Xitang, your shooting skills are really average." I couldn't help laughing at him, but found that Song Xitang was a little silent looking at the photo.

After a long time, he looked at me and said, "Zeze, you are so pretty."

"You know I'm pretty?" I asked.

"Let's go out on our honeymoon recently."

I frowned and edited the picture, and I wondered if I had the time, "...Maybe not, it's almost finished recently, and the crew has a lot of things to do..."

In fact, being a screenwriter for the crew this time is quite tiring, and there is no time to rest, so I will refuse any invitations in the future. After all, I can't leave Song Xitang at home and be a widowed old man.

"You're really busy." After Song Xitang finished speaking, he sat down on the bench, and I quickly followed suit, patting his shoulders to please him.

"It's okay, it's okay, it will be over in a month at most." I said while pounding.

"Really?" Song Xitang squinted and asked me back.

"Yes, yes, yes." I saw that Song Xitang had recovered, and continued to massage him.

The day after tomorrow I will join the group, Song Xitang didn't bother me too much, we went home from the park and watched TV before falling asleep.

It’s just that things went wrong the next day. My cell phone kept ringing in the morning. Song Xitang was afraid of waking me up so I had to turn it off. I didn't care about it either.

In fact, it’s not a big deal, there is a third-tier star in the production crew, and he doesn’t know where he inquired about Song Xitang and me. He thought that Song Xitang and I had some kind of power and sex deal, so he always wanted to follow me to him!Skin!It’s easy to climb high branches, I always thought this was interesting, and I would mediate with him when I had nothing to do, and we found it very interesting when we chatted a lot. When we were on the set, he always asked me to tell him plays. Gradually, we also I am familiar with it.

This morning he sent me a bunch of emoticons made by netizens. When Song Xitang showed it to me, I thought it was very funny.

"The crew doesn't need you to go, I have already told Sheng Tian."

"I...Song Xitang, he's just a friend..." After speaking, I almost couldn't help laughing when I thought of those emoticons.

Song Xitang was really angry. He threw my mobile phone on the sofa vigorously. The mobile phone just bounced off the sofa and hit my feet, but I didn't catch it.

Tiny debris spread all over the floor.

I was taken aback, and so was Song Xitang, he probably didn't expect that the phone would be broken.

"I..." I was leaning on the sofa in a daze. When Song Xitang bent down to grab my feet, I dodged reflexively, "Don't touch me." After I finished speaking, I stood up and stepped on the sofa and went back to the bedroom by myself.

Song Xitang and I didn't talk all day, he was busy with his work, and I was busy with mine. After taking a nap at noon, my mobile phone was placed next to my pillow intact. I knew that was Song Xitang's apology.

Sheng Tian sent me a text message, the general content is that someone has taken over the work of the screenwriter, and the subsequent plot direction will be the same as I pre-selected, so I can rest assured.

When I called Song Xitang, I simply said "I'm hungry."

"I'm in the restaurant."

"Oh." I hung up the phone and went out in my slippers.

Song Xitang was in the kitchen, and I stood at the door, "Do you want me to help you?"

"It's almost ready, pick up your chopsticks"

Everything is calm and normal, I found that I feel guilty more than the atmosphere, if I ignored that little star Song Xitang at first, I wouldn’t be so angry that I accidentally dropped my phone, and we wouldn’t have a cold war Yes, although it was only half a day, it was about six hours to be precise.

I picked up the bowls and chopsticks, only to find that Song Xitang was leaning on the kitchen counter and watching me. He is tall and tall, so he looks like a supermodel.

Song Xitang was not afraid that I would see it, and walked over, hugged me to the table and squatted down, asking, "Are you hurt?"

I shook my head, "No, not at all."

Song Xitang stood up and kissed my forehead, "I'm sorry for scaring you."

"Why didn't you apologize earlier."

"I'm going to fix your phone."

"Oh." I think what he said is also reasonable, where did Song Xitang find the time to repair the phone and apologize to me.

Pressing me to stay at home for a few days, Song Xitang fulfilled his previous promise and took me out to play. I didn't want to go, but Song Xitang told me that his parents just came back from abroad, they just came to Beijing, and they are living in the place where I used to live. Set of estates.

He let me choose, go out to play, or meet his parents.

After thinking about it, I didn't go to my parents' grave to talk about our marriage, so why bother to bother my parents, "Go out and play!" I strongly demanded.