Mr. Jing, he slipped away with his ex's cub

Sweat flowed slowly like a tide, starting from Jing Cheng's temples, flowing over the cheeks, passing through the chin, and the last port of stay was Huang Xing's body.The pheromone rushed into the blood and began to accelerate towards the atrium. Apart from the lightness of the body, there was also a bit of sadness, as if the direction was reversed. After all, there were many things he couldn't say.

Huang Xing was completely boiling in these few seconds, and his heart could no longer calm down.

He was on a business trip for more than ten days, and he taught himself as many days as he left Yanhai City. Even if he was killed a month ago, he would never have imagined that he would reunite with Jing Cheng, and on the first night of the reunion, he went to the Lijing Hotel to indulge. Fate gave them too many reasons to meet, and even arranged for the two of them to work together in the company one building.This business trip is a cooling-off period, maybe it was the 1-year breakup cooling-off period, I broke up at the stage of my favorite without any preparation, and met without any preparation at all.

He wants to go back to Yanhai, Yanhai is the city he was born in, and it is also the place he misses the most.He couldn't pretend to ignore or care about it completely, but he didn't dare to respond.

What can I do after responding?Will the two sides continue to reunite with each other, or will they repeat the same mistakes and step on the pit again?If a person is stabbed, he will die. That year, he was almost stabbed to death by Jing Cheng ruthlessly. The pain was so painful that he always had this person in his heart, and wanted to throw this person away.

"Why are you here?" Huang Xing exhausted all his strength to speak, he urgently needed an explanation.Why always meet?Is it just such a coincidence?There was only one other party in the fish pond back then, but now it's hard to fly?

"I bought a house at 15B." Jing Cheng couldn't care about anything anymore, he took a deep breath, and the pheromone entered his respiratory tract through the nasal cavity to open up his blocked senses. The fragrance of flowers made him feel inexplicably safe. .

"You bought the opposite side?" Huang Xing was taken aback for a moment, completely forgetting that the two were still standing at the door, he looked directly opposite again, 15B and 15A were opposite each other, it turned out that they lived next door.

Eight years turned into a puff of smoke, blowing through their eyelashes and the ends of their spirits. Once again, the two were only separated by a wall, and they lived for a long time without knowing it.

"Well, I bought it." Jing Cheng was still in his arms, not knowing how to explain it.He also doesn't know who gave this mysterious fate. Could it be that the wishing tree on Whale Isle Island really appeared?

Huang Xing sniffed, but he still hadn't loosened his hands.It's so ironic, when he was still a high school student, he racked his brains to bring Jing Cheng home, but he didn't tell him where he lived. He suddenly remembered a lot, remembering the wish he made while standing in the bedroom, and his own love for him. Xinghan boasted so well.

The next time they go home, there must be two people, and they must bring Jing Cheng back.The two stood on the balcony looking at the river, Jing Cheng looked at the river, and he himself watched the scene.

It was just a matter of sniffing, Huang Xing saw the dried flowers at his feet again, and thought of a cute little face.

"You live opposite...then..." Lu Xing met Jing Cheng's eyes, for some reason, Jing Cheng's eyes seemed to be sleepy, and he wished he could just nestle on him, "Su Zhizhi is your daughter? "

Jing Cheng, who had just felt comfortable for a few seconds, was dumbfounded.

"Why is your surname Su?" Huang Xing continued to ask, creating a stormy atmosphere around him, pinching Jing Cheng's shoulders and pushing him away, "Su Zhizhi...why is her surname Su?"

With a dry mouth, Jing Cheng frowned, and the brilliance faded from his eyes for a moment.Huang Xing's mouth was also parched, and his thumb sank deeply into the hollow of his collarbone.

"It's mine, right?" Huang Xing was assuming that he would not give up until he got an answer. Su Zhizhi, it turned out that he had seen her a long time ago.Teacher Du is right, Jing Cheng's daughter is very different from the composite photo she sent, not only not like herself, but also not like Jing Cheng.

Unlikely... He even began to doubt whether this child was actually Jing Cheng's own.

"Can you let me in first, and then ask other questions?" Jing Cheng sucked in the air greedily. Maybe it was because he missed him too much that he fell in love with this fragrance. Blooming in full bloom, immersive.

"No, you don't even explain to me why I let you in..." After Huang Xing finished speaking, he let go of his arms, Jing Cheng's waist was empty, and the two were already half a meter apart.

"Then... do you have stomach medicine at home? I don't know where I put the box of medicine that Zhizhi asked you for last time." Jing Cheng moved his elbow twice, wanting to experience the warmth of that hug.Not to mention, Huang Xing looks really energetic in formal clothes, hotter than before.

"No." Huang Xing's tone was very unpleasant, obviously still complaining about the other party's bad deeds and accusing him of his evil deeds. The door of 15A closed in front of his eyes, Jing Cheng poked in place alone, the soft warm light in the living room disappeared, falling on Jing Cheng's shoulders, and he returned to the darkness, isolated and helpless.

Also, why do you ask others to accept you, why do you ask them to hug you again?Anyone who has been injured knows it hurts, and the big dog has a soft heart, so it's not bad if he doesn't beat himself half to death when we meet again.

Jing Cheng smiled self-deprecatingly, put on the glasses that had been crooked due to being too excited, and picked up the dried flowers on the ground while clutching his throbbing belly.This bouquet of sunflowers was planted by myself and Zhizhi last summer, and holding it in my hands as a gift for meeting new neighbors is really not too expensive, shabby and flimsy.

Holding the flower, Jing Cheng took a deep breath, returned to his proud posture, and walked in the direction of 15B, but his stomach was so noisy for some reason, it was bloated and sore, it was not the stomach, the discomfort came from Below the navel.

Cold?Or did I finally develop gastroenteritis?Jing Cheng carefully leaned on the wall and pressed down, when suddenly, he heard the sound of the door opening behind him.

A ray of light entered the corridor, as if blocking his way home, Jing Cheng couldn't help turning around to look, but Huang Xing was standing at the door, his expression still not very good.

A few minutes later, Jing Cheng was lying on the big sofa in the living room of Huang Chen's house, covered with Huang Chen's suit jacket.There was nothing to rest on the back of his head, so he leaned back and couldn't help relaxing all the muscles in his body.

"The kennel came uninvited..."

With a dark face, Huang Chen stood in front of the stove cooking porridge, noodles, and fried eggs. When he heard this sentence, his wrist trembled, and he almost threw the eggshells into the frying pan.The erroneous time became sticky and attached to them. People who were not brought back 8 years ago were still brought back, but Huang Xing was questioning himself and reminding himself, don't forgive him easily.

"How many eggs to eat?" There was no sound behind him, Huang Xing turned around and asked.

"Two." Jing Cheng swallowed.The phone vibrated, and the person who sent the message was Qi Yueming. The small speaker was excitedly revealing the news to himself, saying that his boss came back a day early and had just got off the plane two hours ago.

"Do you want thin noodles or wide noodles?" Huang Xing asked again.

Jing Cheng replied to Qi Yueming with a "received" emoji, and his stomach grumbled. "Fine."

"There are so many things." Huang Xing fished out the freshly ordered wide noodles, and re-boiled the longxu noodles for him.Why on earth did I open the door for him, Huang Xing, has your IQ been eaten by dogs?

That's Jing Cheng, a man as shrewd as a fox, a refined egoist, a pure Neptune, who didn't discuss dumping you back then.Saying I'm sorry is all the effort now, and I don't explain how the child got here, and the child's surname is Su.

But...but that cute little girl named Zhizhi said that her father was always unwell and had a stomachache.

Damn it, Huang Xing, you really fucking forget to eat but not to fight.

Holding two bowls of noodles, Huang Xing's face was still gloomy, he walked to the sofa and sat down.The wide noodles are his own, the clear soup lacks water, and the bowl of thin noodles is given to Jing Cheng, with two drops of red chili oil on it just for seasoning. "Get up and eat."

"It smells so good." Jing Cheng sat up straight with his back supported, he couldn't tell whether it was the noodle soup or the pheromone, "Wow, there are 3 fried eggs."

"I'm afraid I can't stop your mouth." Huang Xing picked up his bowl.

"My mouth is easy to gag, and you know how to gag it best...I didn't expect that your house has all kinds of ingredients. I thought there was nothing in the house that had been empty for so long." Jing Cheng also picked up the bowl, he was very capable. I eat spicy food, but I only give you two drops of spicy oil. How stingy, "Why don't you follow suit? How about I order a takeaway."

Huang Xing couldn't eat chili, one of the two of them didn't like spicy food, and the other cried when eating spicy food. "If you don't eat lasagna, I'll cook them all. It's a waste to throw them away. Whoever is like you throws away the ones they don't like, and it doesn't feel like a pity."

With a pun, and accusing again, Huang Xing just happened to be hungry.All the things at home were bought by Qi Yueming, and it was very convenient to find anything. Just as he was about to gulp down his second mouthful of noodles, he heard a burst of...

Light vomit.

Light vomit sound?Huang Xing looked over with the bowl in shock, only to see that Jing Cheng covered his mouth before eating, looking very sick to his stomach.

"My cooking doesn't smell that bad, right?" Huang Xing put down the chopsticks in his hand and took out a piece of paper for him.Even if it smells bad, it won't make people spit it out, right?

"No, it doesn't smell bad. It's because I have a bad stomach recently... Maybe I can't eat spicy food." Jing Cheng shook his head, not even daring to look at the two drops of chili oil.Obviously, my favorite food now makes me sick when I smell it, it seems that it is really gastroenteritis.

"There are so many things." Huang Xing took the thin noodles in his hand, gave him the wide noodles, and fished out 3 fried eggs for him, "cough...Zhizhi..."

Jing Cheng trembled suddenly, picked up a noodle, and waited for him to continue talking.

"Forget it, you can eat first." Huang Xing didn't ask further, mainly because if it really wasn't his own, he didn't want to expose this fantasy, "She's very cute."

"Hmm." Jing Cheng responded softly, sucking on the noodles, "She..."

"She's also very smart." Huang Xing bit off the dragon beard noodles, "Jing Cheng."

Jing Cheng immediately put down the bowl, turned his pale face towards him, and smiled. "Do you have time tomorrow or the day after tomorrow? I'll invite you to dinner. If you want, let's extend the date for a few more hours and go to Lijing in the evening."

"Who are you getting along with? Go to Lijing every now and then?" Huang Xing took a sip of the noodle soup, chewing the noodles displeasedly, and Jing Cheng's words were just changing the subject, of course he could hear it.

"Then tell me, how can I ask you out?" Jing Cheng asked, biting the egg white of a poached egg. It was so strange that he could be good friends with the food in this minute.

"Unless I beat you up." Huang Xing moved his neck, angry and hated, "You can't fight back yet."

"It's as simple as beating me up?" Jing Cheng smiled and nodded, this little proposal was unexpected, "Hit me, you can do it after I finish my meal, don't be merciful, I'll break my bones I endured it without shedding a single tear."

When the lofty words were released, Huang Xing took it seriously, his fists were so itchy that he really wanted to relieve his anger, at least give him an over-the-shoulder throw.As a result, the noodles were finished, and when he turned to wash the bowl, there was a snoring sound behind him...

Turning his head to look at the sofa, the person who was so awesome just now is already curled up on the sofa and sleeping soundly. He doesn't know if he is really tired or really sleepy.His sleeping posture is full of defense, which is very different from the appearance of four-legged and eight-pointed people occupying a large bed. He subconsciously protects his stomach. It should be because his stomach hurts too many times, and he always rubs it in his dreams.

He didn't even take off his glasses, Huang Xing carefully helped him take them off, and slid his fingertips on his forehead.

Jing Cheng in his sleep looked very relaxed. Feeling being touched, he just frowned and shrunk his shoulders to look a little cold. Huang Xing couldn't help but grabbed his wrist. His body temperature was still a little high, but the fingertips But cold.

It's not that I feel sorry for him, but mainly because I'm afraid that Zhizhi will be anxious if he falls ill.Huang Xing took out a soft and thin quilt from the bedroom, and covered Jing Cheng's body from head to toe.

Damn it, Huang Xing, you are sick.

Seeing Jing Cheng change his position uncomfortably, Huang Xing went to get him another pillow.When the whole set was set up, Jing Cheng lay flat comfortably. Just as Huang Xing was getting ready, he suddenly heard a sound, gurgling, as if it came from Jing Cheng's stomach.

what sound?Stomach motility or eating too much?Huang Xing squatted down and listened again, but the sound disappeared, as if playing hide-and-seek with him on purpose.At this moment, a thought came to him, he quietly lifted the quilt, and reached out to Jing Cheng's waistband with one hand.Gently tugged at his belt, then...

Pulling out the hem of his shirt, revealing his white and flat belly, he saw the scar.

Click, take a photo with a mobile phone, with a flash.When he was done, Huang Xing covered him with the quilt again, sat on the sofa next to him and opened the "Pregnant Baby" app. The app provides online consultation, he clicks on the customer service and sends a text.

[Hello, are you a doctor? ]

Customer service 1: [Is there any question?All services and answers related to pregnancy can be provided here. ]

Huang Xing looked at Jing Cheng who was sleeping, and planned to send photos of his scars to the customer service, but unexpectedly the system showed that he was not an annual member, so he could not send pictures.The benefits of the annual fee membership can not only provide the daily life of the virtual baby, but also receive a good pregnancy gift package with the pregnancy certificate, including 999 roses and an exclusive love card.

It's not that I want baby's daily life, but I mainly want to send pictures.President Lu gritted his teeth, krypton a 688 annual membership gift package, a golden V behind the ID, and finally sent the picture to the customer service.

[Is this a cesarean scar?Can you judge? ]

Customer service 1: [Hello, we provide pregnancy services here, we cannot provide such judgment work. ]

Huang Chen frowned. [Then help me find someone who can judge. ]

Customer service 1: [OK, please wait a moment. ]

During the waiting time, Huang Xing walked to the bathroom lightly, closed the door, and called Su Yu.

"Hey, why are you looking for me?" Su Yu was resting.

"Your uncle!" Huang Xing was furious, "Have you seen Jing Cheng's daughter!"

"Ah?" Dr. Su asked with question marks all over his head.

"His daughter's surname is Su! You bastard, explain it to me!" Huang Xing roared in a low voice.

"What am I explaining? I haven't seen him since the college entrance examination. Are you sick?" Dr. Su felt that he was going through a medical trouble. It just so happened that the free inquiry he hung online was successfully clicked, and the other party directly sent a The photo came over and asked if the scar was left by a caesarean section.

He zoomed in on the photo, carefully identified it, and while he had a headache about his good brother's medical troubles, he replied: [Visual inspection is not true, if you want to accurately identify it, it is recommended to bring the patient to the hospital. ]

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