But Wen Qiuxing didn't want to, it was a full two months ahead of the previously estimated time, which was not counted as the time to prepare for pregnancy, anyway, the sudden arrival of the second cub disrupted many plans.
Feng Jieting was not mentally prepared in the first place, and in this kind of situation just after warming up, his face darkened instantly after being slightly stunned.
"It turns out that this is your purpose..."
He just said, why did Little Sweetheart blow him so enthusiastically all of a sudden.
coming.
It's not that Wen Qiuxing didn't expect this situation, after all, the other party is a love brain, and everything can involve the question of who loves whom more.
Fuck, isn't this the time to hurry up and fix the split personality
Procrastinating all the time is not good for everyone.
"You think too much." Wen Qiuxing leaned over and picked up Feng Ting's face and kissed it, his eyes met: "You have been with me for so long, you still don't know what kind of person I am?"
If he really wanted to make a small move, he wouldn't ask straight to the point.
"snort."
Yes, the king is familiar with the character of the young man in front of him, if he really wants to play tricks, he will never let him find out.
"You look impatient, which makes me unhappy." The king's speech tonight was extremely honest.
"Then I'm very sorry..." Wen Qiuxing said, lowered his head helplessly, and kissed those tight thin lips again.
After deliberate teasing for a long time, the other party was willing to open his lips and fall into a fiery kiss with him.
The joy of touching lips gradually dilutes the unpleasant atmosphere just now.
"I love you." Wen Qiuxing said sincerely, his soft lips left Feng Ting's lips and tongue, the silver thread was slowly broken in the air, then he bent down again, his lips stretched from Feng Ting's forehead, eyebrows, and eyes all the way to hang around.
The man whose heart was slightly loose, hugged Wen Qiuxing lovingly, buried the tip of his nose between the other's neck, and sucked it vigorously: "I love you too."
Wen Qiuxing hugged his mouth quietly, with the corners of his mouth slightly bent, his heart full of longing for the future life.
He thought to himself, when this hurdle passes, the whole world will be bright.
After hugging intimately for a long time, the two finally let go slightly, put their foreheads against each other's foreheads, and whispered: "Feng Ting, it's not as bad as you imagined, everything will be fine."
The king was immersed in the joy of being coaxed by the little sweetheart, and did not speak.
"Really." Wen Qiuxing said: "You are still you, and I still love you that way. After you merge, it will be good for the baby's future growth. Think about it, right?"
Otherwise, two babies, two fathers, what is this
Not everyone has such a strong ability to accept.
In response, His Majesty the King snorted softly.
"Good boy." Wen Qiuxing kept kissing his lips back and forth.
The stinky face that kissed Feng Ting gradually turned into a smiling face, and the two kissed back and forth again into a ball, kissing so breathlessly that they could hardly control the situation.
The king, whose lips were slightly swollen, closed his emotionally agitated eyes and replied, "Yes."
The moment the king agreed, Wen Qiuxing did not feel relieved, but felt a pang in his heart.
Damn, after experiencing the irascible old man here, I really can't understand how those scumbags who step on two boats can be justified
Seeing that he just fell in love with two separate personalities of the same person, he was already bald because of the entanglement.
"Don't worry." The grumpy old man, who was heartbroken, stroked His Majesty's blond hair: "Let's get a good night's sleep and talk about it tomorrow morning."
Hearing that Little Sweetheart's voice was not right, his eyes were also filled with distress, His Majesty the King secretly raised the corners of his lips, and said 'hmm'.
As long as he knows that Wen Qiuqiu doesn't want to part with him and loves him sincerely, it's actually fine.
But it's really frustrating, what a way to do this.
The royal couple, who thought they would be sleepless all night, hugged each other stickily and fell asleep not long after.
In the early morning of the next day, the man with blond hair and blue eyes woke up first, and his eyes were hard to focus, obviously in a state of consciousness that had not yet returned.
Sensing a heat source beside him, he instinctively turned his head.
The word "Qiuqiu" blurted out, followed by surprise, and leaned over in disbelief, reaching out to caress Wen Qiuxing's warm face, it was true.
"..." After being stunned for a while, Feng Ting showed a lost and recovered smile, and happily rubbed his chin on the forehead of the little friend.
Pure joy in the eyes like a child.
Very good.
Feng Ting blinked, and kissed Wen Qiuxing's hair: "I'm back by your side."
However, the little friend slept soundly, and the man full of tenderness and pampering couldn't bear to wake him up, so he looked around quietly and learned that this was the tyrant's bedroom.
Well, that is, the tyrant sleeps night and day beside his little companion before he wakes up.
Very stimulating one, fact.
Feng Ting felt that his blood was flowing backwards, but he could only accept the reality, just because he was not brutal enough, and those with scruples were destined to be the one to make concessions.
Of course, after finally waking up, Feng Ting didn't intend to spend his precious time on resentment.
"Qiuqiu." It was already bright outside the window, Feng Ting finally couldn't bear the loneliness, and whispered in Wen Qiuxing's ear.
This call really woke up Wen Qiuxing, and kissed the back of Feng Ting's head sleepily: "Woke up so early today?"
People on Earth thought, could it be that His Majesty Sand Sculpture didn't sleep well because the topic last night was too heavy
"..." Feng Ting was very happy to see the kid wake up, but at this moment, his heart seemed to be soaked in lemon juice.
Sour.
Because he was sure that it was the tyrant that the kid kissed just now, not him.
"En." Feng Ting lowered his eyes, restraining the strangeness inside.
Sure enough, he was still arguing, Wen Qiuxing sighed inwardly, got up to wash up: "Get up, go see your son."
The man sitting on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, yes, his son was not born when he left.
Now it appears to have been born.
Feng Ting smiled, suppressed the excitement in his heart, got up and followed Wen Qiuxing into the bathroom.
Anyway, he really missed his little friend, so he couldn't hold back, and hugged him from behind with a complicated face.
Now it seems that even without him, the little friend lives very well with that person.
This fact brought a blow to Feng Ting, no less than the threat of a tyrant.
Standing in front of the mirror and brushing his teeth, the youth on earth naturally saw the sadness flashing across His Majesty's face, and felt a dull pain in his heart, but what could he do.
"Pfft..." After spitting out the last sip of water, Wen Qiuxing raised his head and said, "Don't do this, we agreed at the beginning that Will's personality will be fused back when pregnant with the second treasure. It’s really hard to drag on like this.”
The man lying on Wen Qiuxing's back froze.
What
Second treasure...
A man who is not stupid at all, quickly figured out the ins and outs of Wen Qiuxing's words.
The fact he understood was that the little friend used the second treasure as a bargaining chip to exchange terms with the tyrant in exchange for him being integrated back.
With a bang in Feng Ting's head, he closed his eyes and breathed hard.
"..." It felt as if the soul had been sucked away, and the whole face showed a painful and complicated expression, but the little flame that was dying deep in the heart was ignited again.
These words let him know that his little friend has never forgotten him.
"I'm sorry." Feng Ting's voice was hoarse, and warm water dripped onto Wen Qiuxing's neck.
Wen Qiuxing was taken aback for a moment, put down the towel in his hand, and wiped the itchy spot with his fingers, the water stains on his fingers.
After the daze, his eyes changed from doubt to ecstasy.
Well, His Majesty Sand Sculpture will not drop golden beans.
"Will!" Wen Qiuxing turned around in disbelief, and hugged his Will.
"Qiuqiu." Feng Ting didn't know how the little friend recognized him, but he felt that he was going to die of happiness. This kind of happiness of being remembered and valued had overshadowed all the pain.
"Oh my God." Wen Qiuxing grabbed the man's shoulder and shook it: "Why didn't you tell me when you woke up?"
Really, he quickly thought about whether he had something that he shouldn't beep.
The man being questioned, after thinking about it, lied unskillfully: "I want to give you a surprise."
"It's not too frightening." Wen Qiuxing was really complicated and happy in his heart. Will was indeed still alive, and His Majesty Sand Sculpture... gave him such a blow without saying a word.
How hard it is to turn back.
But now is not the time to talk about this, Wen Qiuxing pushed his first partner who was still emotionally calm: "Quick, wash up, I will take you to see your son."
"How is he?" Feng Ting was both happy and nervous, with too many questions to ask.
"It's all right." Wen Qiuxing stretched out four fingers: "Four months old, lively and active, but solid."
"That should be like you." Feng Ting took the time to answer.
"Not really." Apart from Pishi, she was still cute: "To be precise, it's like a combination of me and you."
Feng Ting was stunned for a moment, then felt as if he had eaten two catties of candy.
Like him and his kids
That's great...
He quickly tidied himself up and followed Wen Qiuxing to the next door to watch the children.
Generally speaking, Wen Qiuxing would take care of the child by himself during this time of night. If he hadn't been pregnant with the second cub recently, His Majesty the King would be extremely nervous, and would not separate the eldest cub.
On the way the two walked, Wen Qiuxing told the situation to the man who had just woken up: "Don't worry, I took care of him personally before, but I just handed him over to the childcare teacher these few days."
After all, you have to get up late at night with your children, and Wen Qiuxing is the most taboo to stay up late in this situation.
Want to bring baby back at night again, unless baby no longer wakes up for night feedings.
Feng Ting, who listened quietly, subconsciously clenched his little friend's warm hand. Even though he had tried his best to control the boiling emotions, he still couldn't hold back his demeanor and cursed: "That bastard."
From Wen Qiuxing's mouth, he already knew that the baby was only four months old.
In other words, the child's body has not been recuperated at all, and she is pregnant again...
"How dare he do this..." Feng Ting was so angry at the tyrant's disregard for Wen Qiuxing that he was about to go crazy. He was more guilty and sad, and his eyes were full of powerless anger: "This is very bad for your health, Qiuqiu , you don't have to make any sacrifices for me."
"Er...not..." Wen Qiuxing scratched his head, after much deliberation, he still felt that it would be better to shut up.
Finally arrived at the temporary bedroom of His Royal Highness, the people who took care of His Royal Highness were busy.
Because the little prince just woke up and showed signs of crying.
Seeing that he has been coaxed, but when he heard the sound of getting close, he burst into tears instantly, looking for his father everywhere with his eyes wide open.
"Your Majesty." The staff immediately noticed the arrival of the royal couple.
The moment Feng Ting heard the cry, he was already stunned, he didn't have the mind to pay attention to the people around him, he just stared at the blond baby in the hands of the nursery teacher.
He clenched his fist slightly, keeping a calm face.
"Why are you crying?" Wen Qiuxing carried his son over: "Father is here, don't be afraid." He bumped his arms twice, and the baby miraculously stopped crying.
He just opened a pair of blue eyes, sucking his fingers while looking at his father, with a little water stain on his eyelashes, looking pitiful.
I'm afraid I'm not hungry.
Wen Qiuxing patted the baby, and ordered habitually: "Feng Ting, go make milk."
The novice father standing next to him was stunned for a second, but it didn't matter. He still remembered that before the baby was born, he prepared all the baby's supplies, and even taught the children how to take care of the baby in advance.
Maybe at that time he had a premonition that it was impossible for him to be with his children and babies all the time.
When Wen Qiu woke up, he was shocked to find that the other party was busy in an orderly manner.
"..." For a moment, it seemed that all the time had returned to the days when they were together day and night, which was very nostalgic.
Feng Ting, who was concentrating on making milk for his son, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his fingers were not so nimble. In fact, he still made a bottle of milk suitable for a baby smoothly.
"Here..." Feng Ting sent it to Wen Qiuxing.
Wen Qiuxing stuffed his son into his arms, "Come here."
Feng Ting showed surprise, then cherished the soft and chubby little guy, raised his head and looked at Wen Qiuxing in surprise: "He... is so soft."
"Sit down and feed me." Wen Qiuxing pointed to the sofa.
Two people sit down, one guides, the other studies seriously, the picture is very harmonious.
If you don't look at the incomprehensible faces of those staff members.
"..." Did they remember wrongly
It is obvious that His Majesty the King is already an old driver with children, and he competes with them to take His Royal Highness the Crown Prince...
"He's so cute." Feng Ting's joyful eyes fixed on his son's nursing mouth.
Staff: "!!!"
His Majesty the King actually directly praised His Royal Highness the Crown Prince for being cute!
It's really raining red.
rare.
"Hmm." Wen Qiuxing was immersed in the joy of Will's return, and for a moment forgot to care about the feelings of bystanders.
"I like him so much." Feng Ting smiled, at an angle that Wen Qiuxing couldn't see, his eyes were red because his son was in his arms.
It's really unimaginable that he put all his eggs in one basket and thought of leaving forever.
That's so stupid.
Feng Ting took a deep breath, and many evil thoughts arose in his heart, almost blinding his clear eyes.
"He will like you too." Wen Qiuxing wanted to say something, but finally found that the staff was still there, but when he looked back, why did they all have weird expressions on their faces
Can't blame the staff for this.
Because His Majesty the King would never tell His Majesty the Crown Prince the frank heartfelt words like 'I like you so much', unless he was dropped.
The author has something to say:
King: Heck, how could I say such nasty words.
It just hurts with action!