As a genuine public figure, King Feng Ting's name is resounding throughout the universe, but to be honest, there are very few photos of the king exposed outside.
If there were, they were just blurred vistas of faces from a few events.
Now Wen Qiuxing released this high-definition, frontal, high-definition photo of the royal couple with no filter and pure makeup. It is a very precious high-definition photo.
And Wen Qiuxing was no exception, he had never posted any photos on the Internet before.
Perhaps many people who scolded him on the Internet had no idea what he looked like.
Recently, one thing after another has happened in the royal family. This trouble-loving royal couple has attracted the attention of the whole people. Once the photos are released, the number of views has skyrocketed at a frightening speed.
Some interstellar superstars, cosmic singers, who just happened to be promoting and hitting the charts at this time can only consider themselves unlucky.
I can't beat the traffic of Her Majesty the Queen casually posting a selfie.
"Finally saw the group photo of the first family of the empire, my God! It is indeed the two fathers who can give birth to the beauty of His Royal Highness, it is simply amazing."
"Seeing the appearance of His Highness the Crown Prince, I have already imagined that Her Majesty the Queen will not be bad."
"What a surprise, Her Majesty the Queen turned out to be the type of bad boy with a strong street atmosphere."
"This picture broke my impression of His Majesty, because he is really charming when he smiles."
"Today is also a day to shed tears for other people's beautiful love."
The young people on earth who do what they should do after posting the photos, seem to have not been affected by the change of identity, they are still the same person, and their mentality is still the same.
Because Wen Qiuxing was very open to such things as fame and fortune, if there was one, there would be one, and if there wasn't one, it would be dismissed.
Those things are just a bonus that comes with loving someone.
But the people on Earth did not expect that just posting a group photo would be equivalent to a confession of love to His Majesty the king who had been neglected by him in front of the people of the whole universe.
"..."
The young man who came back from washing up stroked his dripping black hair and asked his man, "Do you think it's safe to continue living here?"
Is there even a question
His Majesty the King opened his mouth habitually, wanting to arrange the next itinerary, but he glanced at the steamy young man, and then forced himself back.
He likes to give orders, and he snorted lightly: "Do you want to go back to the palace?"
Wen Qiuxing was silent for a moment, then nodded, for the safety of the baby: "The civilian area is a bit messy after all."
After the family of three were exposed, it seemed particularly inappropriate to live here.
His Majesty, who had just been confessed, was in a slightly turbulent mood. When he got this answer, he said 'hmm' in a low voice, and looked at the somewhat messy bed.
After the close contact at Elio Manor, their life in the civilian area was the same as before, sleeping in separate rooms and having a few kisses sporadically.
"I'm going to wash up, you have a look at him." The blond man who didn't intend to make out with Wen Qiuxing in this apartment, suppressed his desire, got up and went to the bathroom.
Wen Qiuxing is not a dead person, he has already seen His Majesty Sand Sculpture's blooming state.
With a rough personality like him, I really didn't expect that Feng Ting didn't want to sleep with him in this house, but thought that Feng Ting felt sorry for him not long after giving birth, so he endured it.
After the other party entered the bathroom, Wen Qiu sent a message to the doctor while looking at the cub, asking if he could have sex one month after giving birth.
The doctor gave a very detailed reply. If it is a woman, one month is not enough, but the third gender is fine.
The reason is that the physique of the third sex is stronger than that of women, as well as the difference in body structure.
However, doctors recommend making good use of your hands and mouth so that your partner can get the same satisfaction.
It was the king's turn to take the cub to bed at night, and it was quite early, so he pushed the crib to the guest room.
The scene of a tall and handsome man who is evil, ruthless and concentrating on breastfeeding a child makes the hearts of people on earth twitch.
"Good night." Feng Ting said to Wen Qiuxing before closing the door.
"En." Wen Qiuxing stood up and went to the bathroom.
So what, you need to be prepared when doing things between men and men. This is something that the irritable old man has not gotten used to for a year, but he is so lazy.
After others give birth to cubs, their bodies will be more or less out of shape.
But Wen Qiuxing did not.
His body is young and his recovery ability is particularly strong.
During the few days when I was hospitalized, I still felt a little slack in my belly, but now I can’t see it anymore. In the mirror, the young body with well-proportioned muscles and perfect skin, impatient but determined to prepare for myself, has a kind of contradictory sexy.
"Ah, I'm really crazy..."
It's been a long time since I've done this kind of thing, it's really uncomfortable.
Wen Qiuxing supported the sink, looked up at the ceiling and rested for a while.
Thin beads of sweat could be seen, seeping a layer on his skin.
Ten minutes later, Wen Qiuxing walked to the door of the guest room with a strange expression on his face, and knocked on the door.
If it weren't for the thought that the only person in the house who could knock on the door was Wen Qiuxing, His Majesty would have wanted to scold someone because he had just coaxed the little prince well.
Hearing a knock on the door at this time, the other party opened his round eyes again.
Feng Ting, who didn't have time to think about it, found a pacifier and stuffed it into the baby's mouth.
Finding Feng Ting came to open the door with the child in his arms, Wen Qiuxing propped the doorframe and let out a 'huh': "Is he still asleep?"
Then the father and son looked at each other, and he naturally reached out to pick up the baby: "Daddy hug."
"What's the matter with you?" His Majesty's eyes flicked across Little Sweetheart's face, and then stayed at the end of the red eyes.
Wen Qiuxing, who was holding the child, met His Majesty Sand Sculpture's suspicious eyes, and shook the baby in his arms: "Shhh, we'll talk about it when he falls asleep."
His Majesty Sand Sculpture's eyes flashed, and his thin lips pursed immediately.
If he guessed correctly, the young man who knocked on the door late at night... was probably asking him for sex.
After Feng Ting was happy, he struggled and said, "We'll talk about it tomorrow."
"What?" Wen Qiuxing thought he had heard it wrong. Is this idiot so stupid: "What do you think I am looking for you?" He was not shy: "When my son falls asleep, let's fix it."
"..." The blond man opened his mouth, feeling his throat tighten.
"This little brat is really energetic." Wen Qiuxing walked in, and while bouncing the little baby, he said, "It's already this hour and I'm still not sleeping."
His Majesty the King exhaled lightly, closed the door, and turned his head to look at his jade-skinned partner under the light.
The young man touched the face of His Highness the Crown Prince: "What are you looking at? Still not sleeping? It's preventing your father from making you a little brother."
The heart of the man who was listening was very hot, and the balance between whether to do it or not to do it swayed in his heart.
However, Little Sweetheart is like a fool at this time, talking to the baby all the time, it is impossible to put the baby to sleep.
His Majesty: "Can you please be quiet?"
Earth Youth: "???"
Meeting Wen Qiuxing's incredulous gaze, His Majesty the King took (snatched) the chubby baby from his hands, turned around and quietly put the baby to sleep.
Five minutes later, His Royal Highness with the golden curly hair stopped sucking on the pacifier, and slowly closed his blue eyes, finally looking as if he was going to sleep.
The fake father, who has never been a Prince Highness, bowed his head and kissed the little angel's forehead sincerely at this moment.
This action fell into Wen Qiuxing's eyes, making the corners of his mouth hook up happily.
That's it, take it step by step.
His Majesty the King secretly made an outrageous move behind someone's back, and walked two steps away uncomfortably, until he confirmed that the little ghost was really asleep, and carefully put him into the crib.
After doing all this, he didn't take the next step, he still leaned on the railing to watch the cub.
The earthling, who was waiting impatiently, grabbed a pillow and threw it over: "Hey!"
The pillow hit the back of His Majesty's golden head.
Feng Ting: "Let's talk about it tomorrow." He picked up the white and fat printed pillow.
"What's the matter with you?" Wen Qiuxing lay shirtless on the not-so-wide bed in the guest room: "I've taken off all my clothes, so you just tell me this?"
"I'm not in the mood today." The king grabbed a corner of the pillow, and the feel was not as good as Wen Qiuqiu's one-tenth.
"I believe your nonsense." Wen Qiuqiu's voice was close to the king, and he grabbed the evidence by the way: "You call you not in the mood?"
"..." The king who was caught at the vital point suddenly showed a colorful expression!
Wen Qiuxing relaxed him, and said, "I'm not a roundworm in your stomach, you have something to talk about, so don't mess with me."
"Okay." The king said with a righteous face, "This is your wedding room with him."
As he said that, he got a slap on the head: "Marry your head!"
His Majesty retracted his neck: "..."
His Majesty the King watched his partner hesitate to speak.
"Say one more thing, do you believe I bumped your head against the wall?" Wen Qiuxing said, inserting his slender fingers into the king's thick blond hair and grasping it tightly.
The house was as quiet as a chicken.
"Come here." With this movement, the irritable old man grabbed His Majesty Sand Sculpture to the bedside before letting him go.
In view of Wen Qiuqiu's warning, Feng Ting did not speak.
"Lie down." Wen Qiuxing hugged the unreasonable man and lay down together.
In order not to disturb Zai Zai, he pulled up the quilt to cover them tightly.
All actions are carried out quietly under the quilt.
But not long after, Wen Qiuxing couldn't bear to stick out his wet-haired head, because the air quality inside was really bad, and it smelled like salted fish.
Mixed with the unique breath of His Majesty Sand Sculpture and the smell of man's sweat, it was a disaster.
However, if you don't cover the quilt, you can't control the loud noise.
"Let's go out..." Wen Qiuqiu demanded as he bit His Majesty's arm with tears in his eyes.
At first, the man who didn't seem to hear it, after a while, picked up Wen Qiuqiu and left the room where his son slept.
The earth youth who thought that the place to renew the stall would be the bedroom, but found that the place where he landed was the sofa in the living room.
"Forehead… "
The single sofa can only be said to be insane.
But men at this time don't care about these things, as long as... that's fine!
After tossing all over the sofa in the living room, after midnight, the blond man with a satisfied face carried Wen Qiuqiu back to the baby's resting room.
The two people who were silent, their arms touching each other, quietly felt the intimacy that everything was silent.
Even if you don't speak, you can feel each other's care.
"No." Wen Qiuxing suddenly got up from the bed and said to Feng Ting, "Does your country have emergency contraceptives?"
After staring at each other for five seconds, His Majesty the King turned over and got up, quickly picked up the clothes on the ground, put them on, and hurried downstairs to buy medicine for his partner.
"Huh?" Wen Qiuxing wanted to tell Ya, it's okay to go back the next day!
It's a pity that the sand sculpture has already flown out.
"What's the matter?" The blond man with extraordinary hearing flew back in a hurry.
"..." Wen Qiu paused for a moment: "I bought two late-night snacks and came back with two cans of low-strength wine."
The man came in and kissed him, then flew out in a hurry.
The earthling touched his lips, and suddenly there was a strange feeling in his heart.
It's hard to say the specifics, he just did something very impulsive - playing a video for His Majesty Sand Sculpture aimlessly.
Feng Ting connected to his partner's communication: "Say, what else do you want to eat?"
The background of the video is already outside the community, and the street is fairly bright.
"No." Wen Qiuxing wiped his face, leaned on the bed and looked at him: "Will this affect your walking?"
The man being questioned immediately raised his eyebrows, as if his professional knowledge had been insulted.
"No." He replied.
"... Then let's go like this." Wen Qiuxing said.
The atmosphere was silent for a moment.
"..." Suddenly the corners of the blond man's mouth rose wildly, and then turned into a clear and audible chuckle, which seemed extremely unreal in the empty street.
"You're in love with me." Feng Ting looked at Wen Qiuxing and said, "Wen Qiuqiu."