The flash marriage object is wrong

Yes, he likes me. "

It's just that I don't know if I like it now, after all, the meeting point between the two seems to have changed.

Qin Guiyao wanted to ask again, but Su Ziming's cell phone rang first, and it rang for a long time one after another.

Su Ziming quickly turned on his phone, and he knew that it was Qin Heng who sent the photo.

Sure enough, when he clicked on it, the whole screen was full of Qin Heng's photos.

He opened them one by one, and found that they were from different periods.

There are even elementary school ones.

What is this kid thinking!

Su Ziming clicked on a picture with a smile on his face. Qin Heng was not much different when he was a child and now, except that he had more baby fat, a round face and round eyes, no matter how he looked, he was cute.

But now Su Ziming has no time to appreciate it slowly, he just slid to the bottom to save Qin Heng's current appearance.

Looking at the camera stupidly, with a little embarrassment on his face, it seems that someone else took the picture of him. His curly bangs are parted in the middle, making him look more mature, but not too mature.

Qin Guiyao sat next to him and watched Su Ziming staring at the phone with a smile in his eyes.

Her Ming Ming had a bad life when she was a child. Fortunately, Jing Yu accompanied Ming Ming later, but after Jing Yu went abroad to study, Su Ziming no longer had close people around her.

Just like his mother, he is very obsessed with one thing, that is, not to hit the south wall and not look back.

Qin Guiyao did not think of Su Ziming's rebellion against Su Xiuming today, after all, she knows how much Su Ziming cares about this family relationship.

So good, so good.

"Grandma, let me show you!"

Su Ziming leaned forward and showed Qin Guiyao the photo of Qin Heng, and deliberately turned up the brightness to let the other party see it more clearly.

Rao Qin Guiyao was already prepared, and when she saw Qin Heng's photo, she still couldn't hold back her breath.

too small.

He looks about the same as seventeen or eighteen, especially when he smiles.

This child looked very silly at first glance, but he felt that he must be very lucky. A blessed child's hair is so soft, and his round eyes make people feel comfortable.

"Mingming, is this kid really 20 years old?"

She still doesn't feel like it!

Su Ziming scratched his fingertips helplessly, "Sure, otherwise how would we get married!"

"You're right. This kid looks really good-looking."

He has thick eyebrows and big eyes, a straight nose with a camel hump, neat teeth and a sweet smile.

Full of fresh meat.

Qin Guiyao liked it more and more, and hurriedly fumbled around, trying to find her mobile phone.

Su Ziming knew what he was looking for when he saw Qin Guiyao's gesture of touching things. He quickly got up and looked around. Finally, he found the forgotten mobile phone on the hospital bed and handed it to Qin Guiyao.

"Quickly, send me Xiao Qin's photo!"

"Grandma, do you have this software?" Su Ziming expressed doubts. Although his grandma is an elderly phone with a smart screen, isn't it used to make calls and play music?

"Yes! Why not!"

Qin Guiyao retorted loudly. Fortunately, when the grandson of Lao Zhang next door came to play, he installed one in an instant.

When the photos were sent, Qin Guiyao was so precious that she ran to another room to show off as soon as Su Ziming left.

Su Ziming didn't know Qin Guiyao's thoughts, he only thought that the other party wanted to take a good look at Qin Heng, and promised to bring Qin Heng here.

The two snuggled together and watched TV all afternoon, chatting while watching TV.

It was dark outside when we got back.

It was only then that Su Ziming remembered that he hadn't gone to pick up Qin Heng yet.

When the call was made, Qin Heng had already returned home, and his tone seemed a little anxious when he didn't see Su Ziming back.

Su Ziming didn't say much, he only said that he would go back soon, who knew that Qin Heng just didn't want to hang up the phone.

As long as Su Ziming wanted to hang up the phone, he would hum.

It's the kind of pitiful tone, as if Su Ziming has done something heinous.

The noisy Su Ziming didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and actually had the illusion that he was a father long ago.

The password was six digits, and before Su Ziming finished pressing it, he heard the sound from inside.

As soon as he opened the door, he met Qin Heng's worried gaze, the corners of his eyes were a little red, and there were tears in his big eyes.

"gentlemen……"

Sure enough, he did something heinous!

Before Su Ziming could move, Qin Heng stepped forward and took out the slippers from the shoe cabinet, and then carefully took Su Ziming's wrist and took a step inside.

The temperature inside the room was a bit different from the outside, and the fingers holding his wrist were a little hot. The hot Su Ziming couldn't help shivering.

He was rarely so close to anyone, except his grandmother.

It's not annoying at all, it's just that I'm not used to it.

"Sir, come in quickly. It's cold outside. You must have eaten, sir! I boiled it for you. How do you taste it?"

Qin Heng went inside while talking, not intending to ask Su Ziming why he came back so late.

He is like a little daughter-in-law in the old society, obediently waiting for her husband to come home.

Su Ziming frowned slightly, and suddenly he didn't like this kind of address very much. After washing his hands and sitting on the dining table, he asked.

"Qin Heng, why do you call me Mr.?"

Calling it this way in modern society is like Qin Heng hired by himself as a nanny.

But he is not a nanny.

Su Ziming never felt that if he paid 20 yuan, he was superior to others.

Qin Heng raised his eyes in a little panic, and quickly lowered his head after seeing Su Ziming's serious expression.

Looks like it's scared.

Su Ziming is helpless, is he that scary?

"Don't be afraid, I don't mean to blame you, but I just think it's inappropriate for you to call me Mr. in our current relationship."

He deliberately softened his voice, just because he was worried about Qin Heng and still scared.

Why are you so timid.

"Then, what should I be called?" Qin Heng was a little disappointed, but he felt that the title of Mr. had a subtle sweetness.

He is his husband.

Su Ziming was stumped by this question. There were only four types of address for him: Mr. Su, team leader, Mingming, and Ziming.

First of all, if the first two are crossed out, Ziming will remind him of Su Xiuming...

its not right!

Su Ziming simply didn't think about the question that he couldn't figure out, and directly threw it to Qin Heng, "It's up to you, you can call it whatever you want."

"Really?" Qin Heng's eyes lit up instantly, as if he had received some reward.

Su Ziming also thought it was fun to watch, and agreed, "Yes, it's fine."

As he responded, he picked up the soup in front of him.

The soup is milky white, with only sporadic shallots on the surface, and it smells of fungus, which he likes.

So I picked it up and drank it in small sips.

Unexpectedly, while drinking, Qin Heng suddenly said something surprising.

"Then, then I'll call Ming Ming!"

"Ahem." Su Ziming choked in fright at these words, and hastily put down the small bowl. Because of the proximity, some milky white soup splashed on his face, but he didn't have time to wipe it off, he just kept patting his chest.

Qin Heng was also taken aback, and quickly leaned over to help pat him, and looked at Su Ziming with a guilty expression.

After the coughing stopped, Su Ziming gasped for breath, and said with a wry smile, "I didn't expect that at my age, I would choke on soup."

His tone was somewhat resentful, if it wasn't for Qin Heng's astonishing words, how could he be choked.

Qin Heng also knew that it was his fault, so he opened his mouth to apologize.

But he forgot to close the mouth that opened the moment he raised his head.

He looked at Su Ziming in front of him, and somewhat forgot what he wanted to say.

Su Ziming has a pair of very seductive eyes, the tails of which are narrow and upturned. They are red with tears from coughing, and some soup is splashed on his face. The soup is not so much that it can hang a few drops. It slid down and fell into the jaw under the gaze.

The white fingers suddenly stretched out and wiped away all the rest.

The owner of the finger opened his mouth and complained, "Tsk, this soup is used to wash my face."

Qin Heng blinked, followed his fingers to his crimson and moist lips, watching the back of his hand wipe his lips unconsciously...

Su Ziming wiped it casually with his hands a few times, and then kicked Qin Heng beside him, "Child, bring me some tissues."

Although he also wanted to wash it, he hadn't eaten yet!

Waking up from a big dream.

Qin Heng straightened his back suddenly, without looking at Su Ziming, hurriedly pulled out a few pieces of paper and handed them to Su Ziming.

He is so good-looking!

Thinking of this, the scene just now re-passed in my mind, and an inexplicable impulse surged.

With a clatter, Su Ziming had just received the tissue when he felt the people around him stand up abruptly. Because they got up too quickly, they took the chair next to them.

Before Su Ziming could speak, he saw the other party walking towards the bathroom in three or two steps.

But when he walked to the door, he suddenly turned his head and said anxiously, "Brother Ziming, eat first, I'm going to take a shower, and I'll just wash the dishes when I come out later!"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Su Ziming's reaction, he closed the door with a bang.

Su Ziming sat in a daze, but he quickly realized it.

Brother Ziming is much better than Mingming.

So he poured himself another bowl of soup with satisfaction, and then began to eat.

Su Ziming, who was cured by the food, nodded in satisfaction.

Marry with a child, you can make money without losing money!

8, 008

It wasn't until Su Ziming was so dazed that he couldn't open his eyes that Qin Heng came out of the bathroom.

Su Ziming, who was already very sleepy, didn't notice anything unusual at all, got up and entered the room.

Qin Heng was left behind to go to the kitchen with his wet head to wash the dishes.

It was already late, Su Ziming's biological clock rang, and he even forgot to tell Qin Heng to go to the hospital on the weekend.

wait until the next morning