Gone forever on the road to being a mom

"On the way to be a little mother is gone forever" Author: Xinyue knows each other

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Also known as "Looking at Dad's Friend"

Chen Xia is a well-behaved and sensible 20-year-old young man, his heart sprouted for the first time, and he fell in love with his father's friend.

A man 12 years older than him.

These are small, unimportant things.

The important thing is that this man is divorced and has a baby.

The well-behaved and sensible Chen Xia is hesitating between giving up and becoming a mother!

Demining:

1. Gong is 12 years older than Shou

2. Take the lead

3. Have a baby

4. ...

A short story of about [-] words, completed within a week

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No.: Divorced with a baby

Chen Xia's family has a little money, and he is an only child. His parents dote on him, and they will put everything on him.

Fortunately, Chen Xia has a good consciousness, loves to learn, and grew up well-behaved and sensible all the way. He is someone else's child in everyone's mouth.

But now this good boy from someone else's family has done something earth-shattering.

He fell in love with his father's best friend.

Dad's friend is Song Sheng, in his early thirties, younger than Dad, not only not bald, but also handsome.

So much so that when Chen Xia saw him for the first time, her heart, which had been solo for 20 years, was ready to move, wanting to jump up and throw herself into that man's arms every minute.

When I saw Song Sheng again, it was in a college class.Chen Xia pretended to teach her roommate, but she didn't want the former female teacher to give birth and go home, so Song Sheng came to substitute for her.

Song Sheng was wearing gold-rimmed glasses in a gentle manner, and his strong figure seemed to burst his shirt. He stared at Chen Xia with a half-smile, "Your name is Wen Yue?"

Obsessed with Song Sheng's charm and unable to extricate herself, Chen Xia, whose love brain was online, didn't respond for a while, and looked stupid in a daze.

Song Sheng laughed, out of love for his friend's son, he said, "I'll stop by my office after class."

Scratching his heart and lungs until after class, Chen Xia walked behind Song Sheng with his schoolbag on his back like a little daughter-in-law. His eyes lingered on his thin waist wrapped in a shirt, his broad and powerful back, and his indistinct Perfume and tobacco smell.

It really kills me.

Song Sheng had just returned from abroad, and the courtyard had not had time to allocate a new office for him, so he was working at the former female teacher's place for the time being.

On the desk was the succulent left by the female teacher, and on the sofa were two rabbit pillows. Song Sheng poured him a glass of water, pointed to the sofa, "Sit."

Song Sheng's every move has the unique charm of a mature man, Chen Xia's heart trembles when he sees it, and the hand holding the water can't help but tremble.

He could hardly contain his love.

Song Sheng smiled as soon as he turned his head, his friend's child has natural curly hair, thin and soft, black and bright eyes, long red lips and white teeth, very beautiful.

Mr. Song, a gentle scum, couldn't help feeling emotional. Seeing him scared like that, he felt even happier, "Now I know I'm panicking. I was quite loud when I yelled it just now."

Chen Xia lowered her face slightly, her curled eyelashes trembling, revealing a pity.

"I checked the roster, and your name is not on it. You are not a student of this course."

His voice was deep and sexy, like a smoky voice, Song Sheng was sitting on the armrest of the sofa, only half an arm's distance away from Chen Xia, this intoxicating voice seemed to be whispering close to his ear.

Her face was as calm as water, and the unspeakable Eighteen Forbidden Hearts had already been staged in her heart. Chen Xia was so ashamed that even her ears were red and hot.

Alas, children can't help but be scared.

It was rare for Song Sheng's conscience to find out. He touched the child's soft curly hair, and his delicate cheeks were turning red. If his conscience didn't allow it, he really wanted to touch it.

"Seeing how scared you are, just to tease you, I won't tell your dad, go back."

Chen Xia stood up slowly, her hand had already touched the door lock, but she stopped again and turned to look at Song Sheng.

Song Sheng didn't know when he took off his eyes, his sharp black eyes were half-closed, with the cigarette he just took out in his mouth, he went to find the lighter with one hand, and untied his neckline with the other.

Seeing Chen Xia's eyes, he raised his jaw slightly, and his Adam's apple rolled, "Huh?"

In an instant, the heart beats.

Chen Xia seemed to be able to smell the hormones emanating from the man, like years of old wine making him dizzy and unconscious.

"I...I like you." He heard himself say this, very softly, but enough for the other party to hear.

He finally said it.

With a click, Song Sheng lit the cigarette, and slowly exhaled white mist from his mouth. His expression was hidden under the white mist, and there was an intriguing meaning between his brows.

After the white mist dissipated, the handsome and handsome face was revealed. Song Sheng looked at the flushed child and said, "I like you too. Next time uncle will bring An An to your house to play."

Chen Xia was stunned: "An An?"

"En." Song Sheng nodded, moving his fingers slightly, shaking off the soot, "My son is four years old this year."

Chen Xia was startled, and then blurted out, "I don't mind being a little mom!"

Song Sheng: "..."

Chen Xia is a well-behaved and sensible 20-year-old young man. With a fresh heart, he fell in love with his father's friend, a man who was 12 years older than him.

These are small, unimportant things.

The important thing is that this man is divorced and has a baby.

The well-behaved and sensible Chen Xia is hesitating between giving up and becoming a mother!

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No.: Business trip for one week

Song Sheng kept his word and brought his son to visit within a few days.Three-year-old An An still speaks like a baby, but he is a polite and sensible child. Like a little adult, he calls people one by one when he enters the door. When it is Chen Xia's turn, he obediently calls out his brother.

Chen Xia replied weakly, and gave him a candy casually, now he is really a generation behind Song Sheng.

During the meal, Chen Xia had a bad appetite, and he hadn't finished eating a bowl of rice for a long time. Seeing the child's unhappy appearance, Song Sheng asked, "Why doesn't Xia Xia eat vegetables, is he not feeling well?"

If it wasn't for still liking Song Sheng, Chen Xia really wanted to roll her eyes, don't you know why?

Still ask!

"I'm a picky eater, I'm not happy if there is no seafood on the table." Mother Chen just got a little baby like An An, and she is very disgusted with the big baby Chen Xia, "Xiao Sheng, don't worry about him, he will eat when he is hungry at night."

Chen Xia: "..." You are really my real mother.

After dinner, Chen Xia played with An An in the living room, while Song Sheng sat and chatted with Chen's parents.

Chen Xia curled her lips and sighed in her heart, this is an insurmountable generational gap!

"Brother..." An An squeezed the corner of his clothes, pointing to the rabbit on the drawing book, "An An wants this."

Chen Xia: "Ask your dad to buy it."

"Father won't buy it." An An was aggrieved.

Chen Xia rolled her eyes, hugged An An and placed it between her legs, lowered her head and said quietly: "If An An calls me uncle in the future, I will buy you a little rabbit. OK?"

An An also whispered, "Uncle..."

"Hey!" Chen Xia was satisfied, at least unilaterally, she was in the same generation as Song Sheng.

"What's the trouble? Xia Xia is idle. Look at how well you are having fun with An An now." Mother Chen suddenly asked, "Isn't it, Xia Xia?"

"Ah? Yes... yes!" Chen Xia felt a little guilty, no matter what the content was, she responded very simply.

"Look, Xia Xia agreed, so you can go on a business trip with peace of mind. It's good for An An to stay at our house and sleep with Xia Xia."

Chen Xia: "???"

What did I promise?what happens?

Song Sheng, with his back to the person, turned his head, with a slight smile on his handsome face, a look of comforting elders, "Then thank you Xia Xia, I will be back in a week, and An An will take care of you. "

Hemp egg!

Chen Xia really rolled her eyes this time, before the man caught up, the little mother became the first.

The next day, Chen Xia got into Song Sheng's car, the passenger seat, and went to his house together.

Although it was just to get An'an's daily necessities, it didn't stop Chen Xia's heart from surging. It was Song Sheng's home, and rounding it up was equivalent to entering the house.

Chen Xia excitedly poked her friend on the phone: It's the first time to go to the male god's house, what should I do?

Friend: Do you take it off? ? ?

Chen Xia: ...

Song Sheng, who was driving, glanced at Chen Xia from the corner of his eye, seeing that the other party was so excited, the curly hair on his head was soft and trembling, he really wanted to rub it.

Little An An has quite a lot of things, and Song Sheng is basically sorting them out, while Chen Xia stands aside and looks at the house lazily and aboveboard.

The overall style of Song Sheng's residence is rather cold and windy, mainly black and white, except for An'an's childlike children's room.

"Does An An sleep alone?" Chen Xia was a little surprised.

Song Sheng: "Yes, he will call someone at night if something happens."

"It's amazing." I didn't start sleeping in a room alone until I was in elementary school.

"Don't let him drink too much milk powder before going to bed, or he will easily wet the bed." Song Sheng confessed, reaching out his hand, "Bring it."

"what?"

"cell phone."

Although he didn't know what to do, Chen Xia obediently took out his mobile phone, Song Sheng took it and said, "I saved the contact information, if you have any questions, you can call, and if you don't answer, send a WeChat message."

"Aww!" Chen Xia was delighted, taking care of An An for a week would give him Song Sheng's contact information. Thinking about it this way is not bad, and he can also establish a good relationship with his future son in advance.

How to think how to earn.

On the screen of the mobile phone was the word "Song Sheng". Chen Xia grinned and giggled for a while. Seeing that Song Sheng was continuing to tidy up his things, he quietly changed Song Sheng to an old man!

Because Song Sheng set off in the afternoon, he took half a day off for An An, and the two of them went to the kindergarten to pick An An back to Chen's house after tidying up.

Xu knew that he would not be able to see his father for a while, An An was very clingy to Song Sheng all afternoon, and only went to bed in a daze when he took a nap, grabbing the quilt and saying childishly: "Goodbye, Dad. "

"Listen to brother's words obediently." Song Sheng kissed his son on the forehead and took him out the door.

In the living room, Chen Xia was studying An An's toys, and found that there was a puzzle that was quite difficult. He had been putting it together for half an hour. Is this really something that a four-year-old should play with?

Song Sheng leaned against the door frame and looked at Chen Xia who was frowning. He thought of the kid in the office who blushed and said he liked him a few days ago, and suddenly smiled again.He first went to talk to Chen's father and mother, and then turned back to the living room, and saw Chen Xia slumped on the sofa, his black stone-like eyes were unbelievably bright, his lips were as red as grease, and he was playing with his slender fingers. With the curly hair on his head, he said lazily, "I will take good care of my son."

"Son?" Song Sheng raised his eyebrows, casually picked up the sofa suit and put it on, took out his glasses and put it on, covering his too sharp black eyes.

Chen Xia's face was flushed by his actions, and she said unwillingly: "Take care of your son."

Sooner or later my son too.

Song Sheng was pleased by his small appearance, couldn't help stretching out his hand to rub his soft and thin curly hair, the hot palm fell on the back of his neck, making Chen Xia's body tremble.He let out a hoarse laugh from his throat, forced Chen Xia to lift up with a little force, and kissed his forehead like a son, "Good boy, thank you Xia Xia."

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No.: Crying in the middle of the night

The only son, Chen Xia, has no experience in taking care of children. Luckily, An An is very obedient. After waking up, she didn't bother to find her father. She took Chen Xia's milk powder and drank it by herself.

Chen Xia looked greedy with gusto, is it so delicious?He was so curious that he couldn't help but went into the kitchen to taste it, and was caught by Chen's mother on the spot, and slapped his curly hair with a slap.

"You're good, you didn't drink enough milk when you were young!"

When I was a child, I didn't know whether I drank enough, but now I feel that the mother's love is really not enough. Chen Xia thought aggrievedly while washing the bottle while holding it.

After washing, I found that there was a message on my phone, which was sent by Song Sheng, saying that I was already at the airport and was about to board the plane.

How can I express my worries and joys implicitly and unobtrusively?

Chen Xia struggled with this question for a long time, held the mobile phone around the sofa three times, and finally replied four words dryly.

Safe travels!

……

I must have been influenced by Song Sheng, and my thinking has degenerated to the middle-aged stage!

Chen Xia looked at the four words sent out and wanted to cry without tears. How could it be me who sent such stupid words?

After thinking about it, Chen Xia sent another photo of Zhang An'an drinking milk with the mentality of remediation. After An An woke up, she drank milk by herself, which is very good.

Over there Song Sheng immediately replied: My son.

It's amazing, but it makes you proud.

Chen Xia sent you an emoji with her arms crossed for a while.

"Uncle, I want to pee." Upstairs An An squatted on the stairs and called Chen Xia, drinking too much milk.

"Come right away." Chen Xia jumped up the stairs in two steps, picked up An An and went to the bathroom.

An An stretched her short arms around his neck, her face was full of seriousness, "Dad said you can't dance."

"Why can't you jump?"

"Walk, step by step."

Chen Xia went upstairs in just a few steps because of her long legs, and she was a little envious of the short-legged An An kid, but thinking of what her father said, she was worried that her uncle would fall down.

"Okay, walk step by step, and listen to my baby." Chen Xia was so adorable by his serious look, and kissed his little cheek, "Do you want uncle to take off your trousers?"

An An covered her red ears, and replied in a childish voice: "Yes~"

An'an's appetite was particularly good at night. After drinking a bottle of milk, she ate egg custard steamed by Chen's mother. She played with Chen Xia in the living room for a long time before she rubbed her eyes and said she wanted to sleep.

Chen Xia carried him to take a bath, but Chen's mother was worried that he would not be able to wash, so she followed behind and muttered, "I'll do it, you froze An An because of your clumsiness."

"Mom, don't worry, I've had a bath for more than 20 years." Chen Xia vowed.

"No, no, I'll come. An'an is still young, so don't be caught cold by you."

"How can I be so stupid." Chen Xia bumped An An in her arms, "Little baby, who do you want to bathe?"

An An twisted her body and hugged Chen Xia, resting her head on his shoulder, the meaning was very obvious.

In just one afternoon, I didn't learn anything else, but I learned Chen Xia's ability to act like a baby to her parents thoroughly.

Chen Xia kissed An An who smelled of milk, and smiled proudly at Mother Chen, "Did you see that?"

Chen's mother: "I don't worry."

"Don't worry." Chen Xia went into the bathroom, after thinking about it, he decided to turn on the Yuba, after all, he couldn't freeze An'an, and he turned his head back to make a sign to drive away, "It's time to wash the incense, please close this lady." Eyes, turn and leave, thank you."

An An also said thank you, making Mother Chen dumbfounded.

Although he said he was relieved, Chen Xia didn't dare to quarrel with An An too much, but fortunately An An was a good boy, standing up and letting Chen Xia wash him, and even wiped himself with shower gel.

"An'an is awesome." Chen Xia boasted without hesitation. Compared with her own childhood, it was too bad. Don't talk about taking a bath safely, Chen's mother is very grateful to be able to sit and finish her meal.

An An was happy to be praised, and called her uncle in a tender voice, which melted the heart of her uncle in his 20s.

After washing fragrantly, Chen Xia put on the bunny pajamas, stuffed the person into her bed, took out the storybook from the things Song Sheng had organized, and began to tell An An a bedtime story.

After all, he was still a child, and after playing for another afternoon, An An fell asleep quickly, and Chen Xia was also very sleepy after being infected. She turned off the warm yellow table lamp, and wrapped the milky and soft An An into her arms, unconsciously Followed into sleep.

At night, Chen Xia slept soundly. He dreamed that Song Sheng had accepted his confession. When the two of them were about to have a sweet hug, there was an earth-shattering cry from afar. An An came running on short legs, crying and pushing Chen Xia.

"I don't...don't...don't want mom, dad, dad..."

An An was out of breath from crying, and Chen Xia stood at a loss, seeing Song Sheng shaking his head at him.Before Chen Xia's heart was broken, there were continuous knocks on the door, and Chen Xia woke up suddenly, and found An An crying beside her with watery eyes, and the pillow underneath was soaked.

"What's wrong with An'an? Why is the baby crying, do you want to pee?" Chen Xia was busy