The man's figure is not only taller than his little friend, but also stronger. At this moment, he is hugged by the little friend like rubbing a dog's head, but he dare not move - let the other rub his meticulous hair.
By the way, he took the opportunity to suppress the uncontrollable feeling in his heart, resumed his usual solemn and dignified appearance, and hugged the young man who brought him a new life.
"Thank you." Feng Ting murmured, bowed his head reverently and kissed Wen Qiuxing's flat stomach.
In the near future, there will soon be a cute little baby between them.
"You're welcome." The young man blurted out.
Both of them fell silent, stared at each other for two seconds, then both smiled smirkingly and looked away as if nothing had happened.
"Honestly," Wen Qiuxing sat there and stretched his waist with laziness, "did you cry just now?"
Feng Ting looked at the smart control panel and chuckled softly.
"Not to mention pulling down." Wen Qiuxing didn't ask further.
After a few minutes, the airship returned to Elliot Manor and landed directly on an open space in front of their small building.
This time Feng Ting stretched out his hands to the little friend again, and the expression on the other side's face finally no longer contained the meaning of anger, but threw himself on him happily.
Not only that, but also playfully nibbled the tip of his ear...
When he let go, Feng Ting clearly felt a wet and warm touch across the tip of his ear.
What goes without saying...
The man who originally planned to take his little friend off the airship and let go, his blue eyes sparkled, he was not willing to let go.
In this way, he carried the other person back to the small building, went up to the bedroom on the second floor, carefully placed the person on the soft bed, then retreated under the bed, and half-kneeled to take off the young man's shoes and socks.
"Dirty." Wen Qiuxing yawned, and twisted his toes in front of Will indifferently.
It had some sand from the beach on it and didn't wipe it off when I put the shoes on.
"Wait a minute." Feng Ting stood up suddenly, turned around and went into the bathroom, not knowing what he was doing.
Wen Qiuxing sat for a while, got up and changed all his clothes into a comfortable nightgown, and when he was humming a Divine Comedy and about to go in for a wash, he saw Will coming out with a basin of water.
Depend on…
Wouldn't it be what he thought
Awesome!
The eyeballs of the people on earth are almost falling out.
"Are you sure?" Wen Qiuxing walked with arms folded: "It's just a few steps away."
"Sit down." Feng Ting held back the person who wanted to leave.
"You... okay." Wen Qiuxing struggled a bit, sat down on the edge of the bed, and rolled up his trousers by himself.
"It's fine if I come, Qiuqiu." Feng Ting stopped Wen Qiuxing's actions and took care of everything by himself.
It's nothing.
In fact, since being accepted by Wen Qiuxing at the seaside, Feng Ting has always wanted to do something to appease his helpless depressed mood.
Ten months is so long, full of uncertain factors.
Feng Ting frowned, remembering that he couldn't be by his little friend's side personally, welcoming the baby's arrival with him.
During these ten months, children may encounter various difficulties.
When the six gods have no master, there may not even be room for discussion with someone.
Every time he thinks of this matter, Feng Ting feels his heart twitch.
My heart hurts like hell.
"Okay..." Both feet were held and put into the warm water basin.
Wen Qiuxing watched helplessly as a handsome guy in formal attire helped him wash his jio wholeheartedly, and he was very happy.
It's not that he said, this honor is really enough for him to brag about for a lifetime.
"Is this comfortable?" Feng Ting is not only cleaning, but also gently pressing the soles of his feet, with a clumsy but gentle technique, which is extremely considerate.
"It's okay." Wen Qiuxing narrowed his eyes, and wiggled his toes: "It's not as comfortable as having sex with you."
The man froze for a moment, then shook his shoulders and smiled lowly: "You are right, there is no comparison." He agreed with it very much, and deeply loved the child's mouth that often spoke surprisingly.
Although sometimes the words he said broke his heart, but sometimes the words he said were as sweet as honey and killed him.
But it's still mostly sweet, he believes that the young man's sentence "I welcome you whenever you come back" is not a lie to tease him.
but true.
That evening, Bruce sent out some styles of clothes for them to choose.
Said it was for the Berry Festival dance the day after tomorrow.
The Berry Festival is a traditional festival handed down from the ancient times of the First Lord.
The original intention is to celebrate the harvest.
Later, this festival added some other meanings.
For example, increase opportunities for unmarried young men and women to contact.
The festival generally lasts for about three days.
On the first day, the young men and women choose places to go to the dance party, on the second day they go to the street with the ambiguous object they have hooked up with, and on the third day they see if they can hit the base successfully.
If unfortunately you don't hit the base successfully, then this festival will be in vain.
The folk customs of the interstellar people are so tough.
"Isn't the Berry Festival the day after tomorrow the Earl Elio's blind date meeting?"
Wen Qiuxing finished dinner and lazily leaned on the sofa to choose styles.
Holding a cup of milky sweet soup in his hand, Will insisted on forcing him to drink it, saying that it would improve immunity.
To put it bluntly, it is An, fetal, and medicine.
It has a weird smell and is very sweet.
Wen Qiuxing didn't like the taste, the corners of his mouth twitched when he drank it, feeling hopeless, and even wanted to throw away the sweet soup when Will wasn't paying attention.
But that man was like a monitor, monitoring him 24 hours a day, not to mention pouring out the sweet soup, even if there was a drop from the corner of his mouth, the scary alien would wipe it away with a tissue in time.
"Yeah." Feng Ting also received the message from Bruce, but he didn't read it now, nor did he want to read it: "Since it's Elliot's blind date, we won't steal his limelight."
This means that the dress does not need to be so carefully selected.
A deeper meaning is that both of them look better than Elliot.
There is no doubt.
Wen Qiuxing looked at the object, and touched his chin thoughtfully.
How should I put it, according to his observation, Will doesn't seem to have much respect for Earl Elliot at all, just call him by his first name behind his back, and give people a feeling of treating Earl Elliot as a junior...
Even when facing the princess, his mysterious object can always hold the audience calmly.
People have to think deeply.
Who is his father.
Of course, what was said was not fart.
Wen Qiuxing said that if he can't investigate, he can't investigate. According to Will's tight attitude towards him, if he could tell him, he probably would have told him already.
There is only one explanation for choosing to keep it a secret.
The truth is a proposition.
"Oh, then just choose a set." Wen Qiuxing said, then glanced at the remaining half of the sweet soup, and wanted to die.
To be honest, it is also a free thing, he would rather drink it hehehehehe...
Sorry for being dirty.
Undo previous entry.
Wen Qiuxing randomly ordered an unremarkable ordinary dress from among many styles, and told Bruce that both he and Will wanted this style.
Bruce: Mr. Wen and Mr. Will have such a good relationship.
Bruce thought sincerely: I hope the earl can also meet his true love on the day of the berry festival.
Wen Qiuxing replied: It will definitely be possible.
According to the customs of your country, the Earl may have several true loves in the future.
Speaking of which, according to online statistics, before the age of fifty, people's desire for a partner is not very strong.
To put it bluntly, it is the set of thirty like wolves and forty like tigers on earth.
It's just that the age here will be raised slightly.
According to this calculation, the people here are around twenty years old and have no need for a partner at all.
Wen Qiu woke up, after all, he was like this at the age of twenty, once a day is not too much.
What would happen if Will wasn't around in the days of wolf and tiger
By yourself
Thinking about these questions wildly, the sweet soup in my hand is almost cold.
"Can I..." Before pouring out, Feng Ting took the cup in his hand, got up and walked to the table, and turned on a food warmer that Bruce specially sent for him.
Warm up the sweet soup in five seconds.
"Here." Feng Ting handed the cup to the child.
The cup made of special material is not hot at all. Wen Qiuxing took it, paused, and leaned towards the other party: "Will, help me have a drink."
It's better to be alone than to be happy together, and he also let Will have a taste of heaven, oh no, the taste of sweet soup.
"I don't drink, this is for you." Feng Ting said seriously.
"Tsk." Wen Qiuxing rolled his eyes and continued to flicker: "Then let me kiss you, and you have a drink?"
Feng Ting shook his head.
"I mean kiss here." Wen Qiuxing tapped his partner's unspeakable position.
Mr. Alien's body froze, he couldn't help swallowing his throat, and his whole body tensed up visibly.
No, I already have a clear picture in my mind...
"I don't want to..." The noble man struggled to his deathbed, trying to maintain an elegant posture.
"Kiss you out." Wen Qiuxing increased the weight, and shook his hand again.
"That's fine." Feng Ting clenched his fist beside him and leaned back: "You first fulfill your promise."
What?
The Earthlings were dumbfounded.
There is a feeling of being deceived when the other party was very innocent before marriage, but suddenly changed after marriage.
"It's just a joke, don't take it seriously." Seeing his silence, Feng Ting straightened up and explained.
"What you say is what you say." Wen Qiuxing pushed him back, slid under the sofa, and began to tease him.
"Qiuqiu..." The man was caught off guard again, trying to stop the young man's actions, but suddenly found that the unspeakable evil thoughts in his heart were shamelessly rolling around!
Clearly full of expectations.
Well... you simply can't be the gentleman you think you are.
You are just an ordinary man.
Feng Ting covered his eyes and thought, and gave up struggling.
In front of this kind of thing, oh no, in front of anything related to children, he can't refuse the truth.
Wen Qiuxing moved too fast, before Feng Ting regained his senses to stop him, he quickly served the main course.
Feng Ting: ...
Feng Ting gritted his teeth and grabbed the sofa cushion beside him, not daring to touch the little friend with his hands, because his hands were too strong.
He was afraid that if he could not control himself alone, he would hurt Wen Qiuxing.
It didn't take long in all, at least Wen Qiuxing hadn't started to feel tired yet, the other party had... a sign.
As witty as he grabbed a handful of tissues in the air.
Then he took a glass of water from the table and gurgled his mouth, spit it out and it was over.
"Drink quickly." The bowl of sweet soup was handed over.
Feng Ting sat there in a daze, with a dazed expression, as if he hadn't returned from a trip to heaven.
"..." Wen Qiuxing waited for a while with a look of unbearable expression on his face.
The man's dark eyes finally returned to focus, projecting onto the child's extraordinarily beautiful face.
It can be seen that the corner of the mouth has been tossed...
Seeing Feng Ting's heart faltered, he felt that if he went on like this without restraint, sooner or later he would have a heart attack and die.
"Drink quickly." Wen Qiuxing smacked his mouth.
"Hmm..." He moved his eyes away, took the cup unsteadily and took a sip of the sweet soup, but the sweetness of the sweet soup immediately poisoned his taste buds, and he felt that he couldn't drink such a thing at all.
Feng Ting blinked, took a mouthful of sweet soup and brought it to the child's mouth, and fed it into the other's mouth at lightning speed, forcefully feeding it.
"Hmm..." Wen Qiuxing's eyes widened, and a raging fire was burning inside!
Come on!
Will actually tricked him, crap crap!
But the sweet liquid had already flowed down the throat into the stomach, and the shameless partner even took the opportunity to ask for a kiss.
"—"
Wen Qiuxing pushed Will away and hit him with a fist: "Trick me! You scumbag!"
The fist hit it, it didn't hurt at all, Feng Ting let the little friend vent with his expression unchanged, and even took the initiative to move up to make room for the thick flesh, so as not to hit the hard bone, the little friend's hand would pain.
"I'll fuck you!" Wen Qiuxing stood up and kicked again, his whole body exploded!
"It's too sweet." Feng Ting whispered, with a smile on his lips.
"Ha! Am I not sweet?" Wen Qiuxing sneered, took the opportunity to turn around and entered the bedroom vigorously.
In this way, everyone happily forgot the cup of sweet soup.
Feng Ting stared blankly in the living room, his whole body exuded the relaxation after being loved by his children.
Then he raised his hand and sent a message to Bruce, telling Bruce that his dear friend doesn't eat sweets, and next time he will send a bowl of tasteless ones.
Bruce was startled.
According to the results he found, most pregnant women like to eat sweet things.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Will's partner didn't like it.
That was indeed his dereliction of duty.
By the way, let me confirm again, are these two handsome noble couples really going to wear those two ordinary dresses on the day of the Berry Festival
"Nothing special?" Feng Ting raised his eyebrows and reminded Bruce: "I think it's not bad, the protagonist that day was the Earl, wasn't he?"
Bruce suddenly realized, and instantly felt that Mr. Will really deserved to be a thoughtful person, and he was happy to entertain this kind of B number guests!
For the sake of the thirty-nine-year-old earl in their family, Bruce nodded his conscience: "It's really good, so it's decided."
Purely handmade items, such as clothing, no longer exist in this technologically advanced era.
Even if there is, it is ridiculously expensive.
Except for some old antique nobles who will continue to use expensive handmade products in order to maintain their tone, most people will choose fast and convenient machine-made products.
In fact, as long as money is spent on materials, machine-made will be more refined than hand-made, which is an indisputable fact.
Obviously, AI services have replaced human services.
There will inevitably be a situation in society where the rich get richer and the poor get poorer.
Because the resources are in the hands of the superiors, even if the civilians at the bottom try their best and work hard, it is impossible to become the upstarts of this era.
Crossing classes through marriage... probably the only more promising way.
But it is not as simple as imagined.
At least the girls who will come to Elliot Manor to attend the ball the day after tomorrow know how many noble girls they will compete with for the title of Countess Elliot.
A fact that is hard to say whether it is good or bad is that the girls of the first main star live a very comfortable life and are treated with courtesy by the country, which leads to a lack of fighting spirit in them.
In recent years, the number of women who have kept pace with men in various fields has decreased significantly.
It seems that Princess Kouyin, who has been on the battlefield, is a bit different, but unfortunately she is not liked by the ladies circle in the main city, or they hate each other, and no one likes the other.
Fortunately, Earl Elliot himself is quite competitive. Not only has he created inexhaustible wealth for the family at a young age, but he is also so handsome and charming.
It's not bragging to be number one on the list of the most ideal marriage partners for seven consecutive years. Ever since Princess Kouyin announced on her official social network that this year's Berry Festival will hold a ball at Elio Manor, there has been an uproar on the Internet!
Is Earl Elio, the treasure boy, finally willing to get married? !
So what are you waiting for, hurry up and order a beautiful dress!
For a while, the dress manufacturing stores in the main city were filled with orders, and they were simply overwhelmed!
It made Bruce complain that he had to wait a full day and a half for the two dresses that could be ordered in half a day!
"They dared to expect the earl to open the process of the ball, how could it be possible."
"Our Earl and Princess are not the kind of low-level nobles who make an uproar."
"To say that Her Royal Highness the princess is a hot chicken of the old royal family, you are either stupid or bad."
"Forget it, the noble Elliot family simply took the initiative to stay away from the royal city!"
"A bunch of stupid guys who don't know what it's like to live in Wangcheng!"
"The big nobles in it all live with their heads up. I, Bruce, tell you these little chokes responsibly."
The above are Bruce's complaints in private after seeing the hot discussion of netizens about their Earl.
The nobles in the main city more or less have a common problem, high-profile.
In order to gain the love of the people, or to satisfy the distorted mentality of being sought after, many nobles like to disclose their activities.
Dance parties, dinner parties, outings, all kinds of festive scenes.
Sometimes even private life fragments, outrageous.
However, according to the data, commoners and even businessmen with small savings like to spy on the upper-class life of nobles without exception.
The number of civilians and merchants on the first main star accounts for 98% of the total population of the entire planet.
The remaining 2% are nobles.
Less than 0.5% of the nobility combine beauty and wealth.
That is to say, as long as you have the status of aristocrat and have a good face, you can become a top Internet celebrity with a lot of traffic and get more wealth through it.
Half a month ago, the youth on earth who thought of selling Mala Tang to make ends meet had no idea that his life would be turned upside down from the moment he got his lucky number.
This is probably the mystery of the fate of life.
You never know what kind of twists and turns your future will take.
Nowadays, it is impossible to sell Malatang. For the sake of prenatal education, classmate Wen changed all the swearing that he had said for more than 20 years.
Wen Qiuxing:? ?
Can this turning point in life be described as a turning point
At noon on the day of the Berry Festival, Bruce sent two dresses and some accessories.
"The two gentlemen are really sorry." Bruce bowed: "These two days coincide with the Berry Festival, and the dress manufacturing store has too many orders. I am really sorry for causing trouble to the two."
Wen Qiuxing waved his hand: "Will and I are just having a soy sauce at the dance, you don't have to pay too much attention."
That's true, Bruce thought, the relationship between these two is now gluey, and they just happened to be diagnosed with a baby, and they will be together for several years, even decades, without accident.
So they really don't need to show their excellence too much.
After the busy Bruce left, Wen Qiuxing's expression was a little dazed, he scratched his head, and beeped: "I can't even dance. I'm going to a fucking dance party?"
And... His hair hasn't been treated for half a month, and he's already a little listless.
The dance is going to start at 8 o'clock in the evening, why can't he take the airship and go out to find Mr. Tony now?
"It's okay." Feng Ting said, put down the dress box in his hand, rolled up his snow-white sleeves, and stretched out his palm to the little friend: "You are so smart, maybe you can dance just once."
The earthlings decisively dried up this bowl of fan soup.
He put his hand in his man's generous and warm palm, and let the other party carefully grab his waist, not so much teaching him to dance, but rather showing him excellent dancing skills.
"You dance really well." Wen Qiuxing was convinced, even if he knew nothing about ballroom dancing, he could feel that the man he was dancing with had unusually smooth and charming steps.
He bet on a chrysanthemum that hadn't eaten cucumbers for five days.
Could the real Will be a party freak
"Then do you like it?" Feng Ting hugged the little friend even tighter, which inevitably made some parts of the two of them stick together.
Wen Qiuxing's mind suddenly played a magical divine comedy, rubbing rubbing~
It's just... poisonous.
While playing a small video in his mind, he forgot to answer the other party's question.
The unsuccessful coquettish man opened his mouth and gnawed.
"How do you like it?"
Wen Qiuxing hissed, came back to his senses, and bit back: "You really need to clean up."
…
As a result, he didn't remember what he learned later.
Should I lift my left foot or my right foot... Sorry, I didn't learn it seriously.
In the end, Wen, who was so dazed and dazed, only remembered the fierce verbal battle with Will, and it was inseparable.
The two giant guns almost misfired.
Although it is shameless to use this word to describe myself.