I'm here while you're waiting

"What are you watching?" Father An felt a little strange seeing his wife watching the computer all the time. In the past, his wife didn't like watching computers, but preferred watching TV.

An's mother looked at An's father, then at the computer, and then said to An's father, "It's better not to watch."

Father An glanced at the computer, then at Mother An, and nodded.

"By the way, Jing Hao said he would prepare dinner." Father An took the can of tea leaves Jing Hao sent, and made a cup of tea.

"Can he cook? I thought it was An An who cooked."

"He dotes on An An very much."

An's mother looked at the tea in An's father's hand: "Shouldn't such a good tea be tasted?"

"To me, this is just ordinary tea." Father An said, carefully lifted the lid, and smelled the tea.

"You don't have to worry about it all the time, he is a good boy." An's mother turned her head and continued to look at the computer. After living together for most of her life, how could An's mother not know An's father's thoughts.

"Before, you were still unwilling to accept it." Although An's father was very happy that his wife could see it, he was a little surprised by such a quick change.

Mother An pointed to the computer: "I think what they wrote makes sense."

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"Jing Hao, how did you convince my dad?" An Wen asked in Jing Hao's arms at night.He believed that Jing Hao would solve everything, but he didn't expect Jing Hao to convince his father after going out with his father for less than half a day, and then let his father convince his mother, it was too unbelievable.Anwen naturally knew how difficult it was to get his family to agree to a same-sex lover, and he was really curious about how Jing Hao did it.

Jing Hao stroked Anwen's back, feeling very good. Anwen didn't know how to wear pajamas when sleeping at home, so he was very convenient: "I will tell you, Dad, that you must marry me~~~~" Before Jing Hao finished speaking, he cried out in ecstasy.

An Wen twisted the flesh on Jing Hao's waist, and asked sinisterly, "What did you say?"

"Ah, I said I'm not going to marry you, eh——An An! Tap lightly, hiss, it hurts~~" Jing Hao's pretentiously soft voice gave Anwen goosebumps.He patted Jing Hao's back hard, "I haven't even tried hard yet, why does it hurt!"

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"Grandmother, what are you doing here?" Father An looked at his wife in front of his son's door, with an expression, um, a little strange.

"It seems to be different from what I thought." Mother An's expression was a little subtle, "We still found a daughter-in-law."

"Huh?" Father An was at a loss.

Mother An shook her head and followed Father An back to the house.

And An Wen was distracted by Jing Hao's mischievous appearance, and no longer entangled with how Jing Hao persuaded An's father, he just focused on making trouble there.Soon the two rolled into a ball.In the end, An Wen threw himself into Jing Hao's arms tiredly, rubbed hard, closed his eyes in satisfaction, and murmured: "I never thought that I could have a showdown with them and be accepted. It's so wonderful." , Jing Hao, the beauty is like a dream, a dream I don't want to wake up from. I dare not open my eyes, for fear that when I do, I will find that I am the only one."

Jing Hao smiled and kissed Anwen's lips: "I'll let you know if you're dreaming." As he spoke, he took off Anwen's underwear skillfully with his hands, and squeezed the elastic flesh on Anwen's buttocks with his hands .The other hand took the Vaseline on the bedside, and when he was about to withdraw his hand to open the lid, Anwen held it down.

"An'an?"

An Wen reached out to take the Vaseline in Jing Hao's hand, opened the lid, and when he stretched out his finger to dig out a piece, Jing Hao snatched the thing from his hand again.

"It's my privilege."

"Ah~" Jing Hao's entry made Anwen groan. Although he was very tired, he still cooperated with all his strength. Such a fulfilling feeling was not a dream.

"Jing Hao, Jing Hao, Jing Hao!"

"An'an, I'm here."

"Jing Hao, I, I, woo..."

"Ok?"

"I, I, love...well...love you...uh!"

"I know, I love you too, very much, my An'an."

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"Why don't you sleep more?" Mother An asked when she saw Jing Hao coming from the kitchen.She learned yesterday that the ones below will be more difficult.

"Well, An An wants to eat porridge today." Jing Hao said as he rolled up his sleeves.

"Okay, I'll do it in a minute."

"Just let me do it." Jing Hao said and started to prepare things quickly.

An's mother looked at Jing Hao's actions, it didn't look like...

"An'an likes to eat millet porridge, and she can't get enough of it."

"Then you do it, An An prefers that you do it yourself." An's mother smiled gratifiedly. In the past, An An didn't like eating millet very much, but now she likes it because of its special meaning.

"Yeah, just like uncle likes to eat what you cook the most."

Mother An patted Jing Hao's shoulder with a smile, thinking of something in a trance: "Will An An come out for dinner?"

"Ah? Just eat inside the house." Jing Hao didn't feel the slightest embarrassment of being caught, and smiled like a child with a big smile.

Mother An nodded, then turned and left the kitchen.

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When Jing Hao returned to the house with the porridge, Anwen had already woken up. If Jing Hao was not by his side, he would always wake up soon.Anwen stretched out his hand but didn't touch anyone, pouted, but he wasn't there.

"An An."

Anwen's eyes lit up, and he stretched out his hand, wanting to hug him!

Jing Hao put the porridge on the bedside, and held Anwen in his arms: "Are you awake?"

"Yeah." Not too clear-headed yet, he became more confused after feeling the breath of his lover, rubbing, so warm.

"Eat some food first."

"Don't eat."

"Hey, eat a little first, or your stomach will be uncomfortable." He said and brought the porridge over.An Wen who just woke up will always be cute.

Anwen moved his nose, seeing the familiar fragrance, Anwen reached out to take the porridge, knowing that Jing Hao would wait until the porridge was ready to be eaten, and would not give it to him, so he took a bite out of the bowl without using a spoon.Then I picked up a spoon and ate it slowly, as if I was eating something delicious.

Jing Hao knew that Anwen liked to eat this kind of millet porridge made with lilies and red dates, and he loved it very much, so every time he saw Anwen like this, he couldn't help but try it, but every time he felt that it was nothing special , and then Anwen never gave him food again.Jing Hao looked at his lover who was focused on eating porridge and neglected his lover, and sighed. This feeling of wanting to compete with porridge for favor is a miracle.Jing Hao also asked Anwen why he likes eating this so much, and Anwen's answer was only one word "huh".

After eating more than half of it, An Wen looked at Jing Hao and asked, "Do you want to eat?"

Jing Hao nodded.

Anwen picked up the bowl and ate the rest in two big gulps: "It's gone."

Jing Hao:······

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