Didn't you say it's a fake marriage?

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When Cheng Mosheng was newly renovated, he bought a two-meter-two bed in the master bedroom, which was more than enough for one person to sleep, and it would not be too cramped for two people.

The owner of the home furnishing store smiled and said, "Young man, are you decorating a new house?"

"Yes."

"Have you married a wife yet?"

"It's early."

"It's never too late to marry a wife, my son, we'll get married on April 23!"

Cheng Mosheng smiled and said nothing. He chose the most expensive one, discussed with the boss the assembly time, and paid the deposit.

At that time, there was no second person in his future.

But now, Wen Yue blinked after hearing the words: "I can sleep on the sofa."

Cheng Mosheng was dissatisfied: "How about sleeping on the sofa?"

He refused without thinking, and brought up An Cixiu: "In his eyes, we haven't been married for long, what if he thinks we have a bad relationship? Besides, this sofa is too soft, and it will hurt your bones after sleeping for a long time."

Wen Li muttered in a low voice, where did the feelings come from, at most it was the friendship in the co-living room, it would be fine to sleep on the sofa for a night, anyway, he has a lot of free time recently, so he can catch up on sleep tomorrow during the day.

But Cheng Mosheng would definitely not agree, so he licked the dog again, nodded and said, "That's fine."

The two went to take a bath separately, and Cheng Mosheng took out a new quilt from the closet.The dog was turned away, scratching the door miserably, and barking feebly. Wen Li couldn't hear the sound, but seeing how pitiful the dog was, he opened the door a little with Cheng Mosheng's consent and let it go. Gouzi comes in.

"I think it likes you very much." Cheng Mosheng smoothed the corner of the quilt, and saw the dog happily playing at Wen Li's feet, "Why don't An Cixiu take it away, let's keep it together."

"Is it okay? Pet dogs are spoiled."

"Well, you take it to the store when no one is at home? Braid it, maybe it can be the mascot of the store, there must be many little girls who like it."

"That's true." Wen Li felt that what Cheng Mosheng said was reasonable, so he patted the dog's head along the way.

He rummaged through the boxes to find a cardboard box, put an unused blanket in it, put the Pomeranian inside, and patted its head: "I'm sorry that you live here tonight, and I will bring you here tomorrow after Dad and Uncle An have discussed it." You go buy a new house to live in."

Cheng Mosheng spread the quilt, quietly took a picture of the person and the dog, and then said solemnly: "It's getting late, go to bed, and play with it tomorrow."

This is what Wen Li said.

Cheng Mosheng turned off the light, and Wen Li pulled his own quilt to wrap himself in it.To be honest, he was still a little embarrassed to share the bed with Cheng Mosheng. He believed that the relationship between the two of them had not warmed up to the point of sharing the same bed.

Whether it's as husband and wife, or as friends.

The darkness closed people's vision and magnified their hearing. Gou Zi tossed about in the cardboard box for a while, but there was no movement, maybe he fell asleep. Wen Yue also closed his eyes, trying to fall asleep quickly, but his mind was full of miscellaneous thoughts Other things, as well as the sound of shallow breathing around him, couldn't be ignored.

When he turned over for the second time, Cheng Mosheng asked softly, "Can't sleep?"

Wen Li was a little embarrassed to be caught: "You didn't sleep either?"

"Can't sleep."

The curtains were drawn tightly so that no light could penetrate, and Wen Li couldn't even see the outline of Cheng Mosheng clearly.

"Listen to stories? If I couldn't fall asleep when I was a child, my mother would tell me stories." Wen Li said.

"What story?" Cheng Mosheng asked.

Wen Li: "A little childish fairy tale."

Cheng Mosheng: "Let's hear it. My mother didn't bother to take care of me when I was young. At most, she made a cup of milk powder and left. She said that drinking milk before going to bed can help sleep."

Wen Li: "Then let me tell you?"

Cheng Mosheng: "Let's talk."

The story happened in a castle, and there was a beautiful princess in the castle.

At the very beginning, Cheng Mosheng laughed: "Why did Auntie tell you the story of the little girl?"

Wen Li became angry from embarrassment: "Are you still listening?"

Cheng Mosheng quickly responded: "Listen, listen."

The princess has long hair that is as smooth as a waterfall, and eyes that are shining like black jewels. She is very much loved, and everyone in the castle likes her very much.

One day she met a passing prince, and soon fell in love.The prince took her to his country. This country is prosperous and prosperous, the people live and work in peace and contentment, and everyone's face is full of happy smiles.

The much-loved princess is still welcomed by others when she arrives in the prince's country.She is smart, beautiful and generous, the prince proposed to her on the tallest clock tower in the country, and they had a beautiful little prince a year later.

The little prince is more handsome than his father and smarter than his mother. Like his father and mother, he is very popular among the people.He first came into contact with arithmetic at the age of five, and at the age of 20 he became a well-known mathematician in the kingdom.

The story ends here.

Cheng Mosheng asked, "What happened next?"

The only answer to him was a gentle breathing sound.

He smiled helplessly. It turns out that there are people who can tell stories and tell themselves to fall asleep.

"Later...I don't remember later." After waiting for half a minute, Wen Li suddenly made another sound. He seemed to have his face buried in the pillow, and his words were muffled.

Cheng Mo smiled, and added an ending to him: "Later, the little prince had a little princess, and the little princess had a little prince, and they lived happily in the castle all the time, without worries or worries."

They're actually pretty close.

But neither can see each other.

I can only feel the entanglement of breathing, and there is a sense of intimacy that will be kissed in the next second.

Wen Li moved his head back calmly, but heard a slight "whoosh" sound, he touched the night light by the bedside, and saw that the dog who was supposed to be sleeping in the box was tilting his head at this moment Crouching on its pillow, one paw on top of the other, probably just crushed by him.

"When did you climb up?!" Wen Li pinched the back of its neck, very shocked.

"I miss my father." Cheng Mosheng teased him.

The dog lowered its head dejectedly, as if it knew that it had done something wrong, it was a small ball, Wen Yue couldn't bear to criticize it, climbed out of bed and put it back into the kennel, "I suspect that it is actually a dog cat."

Cheng Mosheng rested his head with one hand: "A purebred Pomeranian, an authentic dog."

"Then how could it crawl on the bed?!"

"It will lick your face in the morning."

Wen Li: "... Isn't that a golden retriever?"

Cheng Mosheng: "Stereotypes are bad."

Wen Li: "..."

The sudden appearance of Gouzi interrupted the ambiguous atmosphere that should have been there. Wen Li turned off the light, yawned, and soon fell asleep. Cheng Mosheng still felt a little pity. If there was no Gouzi to make trouble, it might be a Nice confession atmosphere.

Quiet night, intertwined breathing, invisible each other.He said "Wen Yue, I actually like you a little bit" after all, stuck between his teeth, and he didn't find a suitable opportunity to say it.

An Cixiu woke up the next day to receive bad news. At the breakfast table, Cheng Mosheng slowly ate a sandwich: "We plan to adopt your son."

"It's a daughter!!!"

"Sorry, we plan to adopt your daughter."

An Cixiu burst into tears: "Forget it, I guessed the result a long time ago. Anyway, the consignment is troublesome enough. You can raise it if you want. I will come back to see my daughter once a year, so don't make it thinner!"

Cheng Mosheng: "It is very difficult to gain weight for its small size."

An Cixiu: "That's not allowed either!!!"

Cheng Mosheng hesitated: "Really so reluctant?"

He remembered that An Cixiu was chased and bitten by a dog when he was young, which left a lot of psychological shadows. Although he would not be afraid of dogs in the future, he did not love dogs so much.

An Cixiu played in a second: "Actually, not at all."

Cheng Mosheng: "..."

An Cixiu: "The main reason is that it is the first dog to bark softly at me."

Cheng Mosheng: "Have you ever thought that it's actually because it hasn't grown up? You see, you bathe it and it doesn't get close to you."

An Cixiu: "..."

After confirming that the dog was not his own, An Cixiu didn't even bother to go back to the hotel. He said that he would take root in the apartment for the next two days, and then leave after brushing up the dog's favorability.

"I wish you success." Cheng Mosheng blessed him before going to work.

He has to go to work, so the burden of buying kennels and dog food fell on Wen Yue. Although Cheng Mosheng said that he could accompany Wen Yue to the pet store after get off work, An Cixiu thought it was too tiring and completely unnecessary , not to mention he is still there.

"To be honest, with you here, I don't feel at ease." Cheng Mosheng said the truth.

An Cixiu was speechless.

Wen Li named the dog Xi Shi, which fits its beautiful appearance very well.Before going out, An Cixiu tied two braids for it, one left and one right, one up and one down, very asymmetrical.

Xi Shi didn't pay attention to looking in the mirror, with a doggy face, hid in Wen Li's arms and insisted not to go out, kicking her dog's legs when she stepped out of the threshold.

After several experiments, Wen Li concluded that the braids were too ugly.

But he didn't have the skill of braiding, so he could only put it down and plucked his hair. As expected, Xi Shi no longer objected when he went out this time, and nestled in Wen Li's arms obediently, very obedient.

Xi Shi was obedient, An Cixiu was autistic, and he drew circles on the spot: "How can you despise your father's craftsmanship?"

Wen Li kindly reminded him: "You are not its father, only an uncle."

An Cixiu pinched the dog's ears and muttered, "Little white-eyed wolf."