"You go out first." Wen Qiuxing cleared the staff present, leaving behind him, Feng Ting, who came back after a long time, and the chubby dumpling who was stupid and didn't know anything.
The joyful and warm atmosphere was temporarily interrupted by this move.
"What do you want to say?" Feng Ting felt something in his heart, and met Wen Qiu's eyes that were hesitant to speak.
Anyway, Wen Qiuxing is a rough guy, and he was right when he rushed him back when he first came back, but he can't be blamed, he is impatient, and procrastinating is not good for anyone: "It's like this, the other party has already agreed Merge with your personality, uh... back to when you were first."
Every time this issue is brought up, Wen Qiuxing scratches his head, making trouble!
Obviously more than ten years ago, when there were not so many incidents, Feng Ting was just a man.
Completely, well.
Maybe it's just a little unhealthy mentally, and headache symptoms by the way. From Wen Qiuxing's point of view, five words floating in the sky are not a problem...
After the split, let's split. After all, summer insects are indescribable, and no one can understand anyone's pain.
But now that you have a partner, you are about to have two children. As a father, you have to be responsible, right
You can't mess up your home for your own little selfishness, and only care about your own feelings.
If that's the case, Wen Qiuxing really doesn't want to wait.
It's a big deal to live with the baby by yourself.
"His eyes are so beautiful." Feng Ting set his eyes on the little baby's face, praised him, and then said nothing more.
It can be seen from this that he still resists.
"Will." Wen Qiuxing still called the man's previous name, feeling very bitter.
It made him a bad guy every day.
"That's why you trust him?" Feng Ting said.
As a sub-personality, he has no right to take the initiative. If he must fuse, he must let go of his defenses against the main personality and completely surrender his consciousness.
If the main character intends to obliterate him, it will be easy.
Wen Qiuxing was really stuck. It is true that His Majesty Sand Sculpture would never harm him, but it is hard to say whether he will attack his own second personality during the fusion process.
Hold.
Wen Qiuxing is going crazy, if Will is really gone, the game between him and the king will also be over, and vice versa.
The young man suddenly felt very irritable, got up and kicked the sofa, and said, "Then what should I do?"
Things have come to this point, and we can't let it go unresolved.
"If you are willing to let me take risks, I have no objection." Feng Ting looked at him: "My only request is to stay with you for a few more days."
Wen Qiuxing felt anxious, with a ferocious expression on his face, if he was willing to take Will's risk, why would he be chattering here
Regarding time, he scratched his head: "When you are suppressed and cannot come out, can you feel the passage of time?"
The reason why I ask this is because I am afraid that the suppressed personality will wait anxiously.
"No." When the consciousness is not awakened, it cannot perceive everything in the outside world.
"That's good." Wen Qiuxing said.
"You ask this because you can't bear him to wait for you for too long?" Feng Ting was puzzled, but there was no jealousy or sadness in his eyes, because he already knew that the little friend and the tyrant had a good relationship.
Still have kids...
The moment he learned that he was a sky garden and was unable to give happiness to his children and babies, the man with the second personality suppressed his selfishness.
Otherwise, I would not choose to sleep.
However, as for men, no matter how selfless they are, they would still mind other people sleeping with their wives.
"No, no." Wen Qiuxing secretly raised his forehead.
To be honest, he is really not good at dealing with these intricate emotional issues.
"Then don't worry." Feng Ting smiled, sitting there with an elegant and gentlemanly demeanor, making people agree that he is a noble royal family from the bottom of his heart: "He won't feel it."
Just like he was asleep in the past, without any consciousness.
If you don't wake up again, it is basically equal to death.
Gotta say, it felt good to wake up.
The grateful man moved the empty bottle away from the baby's little mouth with emotion, and said worriedly, "He's finished eating, do he need another bottle?"
"No need." Wen Qiu woke up, only to realize that his son had finished eating milk: "He gets up every morning to drink a bottle of milk, and then eat rice cereal when he is hungry..."
A kind of complementary food for babies with high nutritional value, Wen Abba from the earth uniformly calls them rice cereal.
"That's it." Feng Ting nodded.
Unwrap a soft cotton cloth and wipe your baby's mouth and around the chin.
Seeing the blond little angel start hiccupping after eating, Wen Qiuxing directed Feng Ting to stand up and be burped by the baby.
The new official's father, holding the soft mass of creatures, was a little cautious.
Suddenly, Wen Qiuxing understood why the group of staff just now had terrified expressions on their faces.
Mostly because of Feng Ting's actions, his performance in front of the baby is very different from that of His Majesty Sand Sculpture.
After the filming was finished, Wen Qiuxing said, "You haven't eaten yet, let's go eat first."
Feng Ting was not willing to let go of the dumpling in his hand.
"Push this cot over." Wen Qiuxing found out the mobile cot that the baby usually used. You must know that he also liked to look at the baby when he and His Majesty Sand Sculpture had dinner.
To prevent people around from finding out that Feng Ting's behavior was wrong, Her Majesty the Queen gave an order and waved everyone back, leaving only the three of them in the huge restaurant.
After it was over, he found Feng Ting staring at him intently, with a dazed look on his face.
"What's wrong?" Wen Qiuxing touched his face.
"No." Feng Ting shook his head: "It's been a long time." I feel that the current Qiuqiu has changed a bit, and it doesn't coincide with the memory.
"Half a year." Wen Qiuxing sat down.
"How are you doing?" Feng Ting's eyes were focused.
"Very good." Wen Qiuxing said.
Afterwards, the atmosphere was silent for a moment, and he lowered his head and began to eat.
Regardless of whether Wen Qiuxing noticed it or not, a vague sense of strangeness lingered between them.
It seems that there is nothing to say if you don't mention children and the shitty things about fusion.
But is that really the case
The tableware in Feng Ting's hand cut the food on the plate in an orderly manner, but he didn't eat it, he just cut it all up.
"Here you are." Feng Ting took away the food in front of the child, who was treated absent-mindedly by the child, and put down the plate he had cut.
"Oh." Wen Qiuxing forked a piece and stuffed it into his mouth in a good mood.
Feng Ting simply sat down next to the little friend, doing things that were not in line with etiquette, just because he didn't want to hide the thoughts in his heart.
He didn't give a shit about etiquette.
"The old home is better." Wen Qiuxing said, "The table is so small that you can reach your food with just one hand."
Finding that the freshly cut piece of meat had been taken away, Feng Ting rolled his eyes and smiled, all sense of distance seemed to disappear in an instant.
Qiuqiu was still the Qiuqiu who would play tricks on him, not the high-ranking queen.
"I miss you very much." Feng Ting continued to cut methodically.
"This is delicious." Wen Qiuxing delivered the food to the other party's mouth.
Feng Ting smiled again, chewing slowly and savoring the little friend's heart, his eyes sparkled brightly: "Don't you miss me?"
Wen Qiuxing said: "Of course I miss you, I wish it would be dark now." He took out a tissue to wipe off the juice from the corner of his mouth, and kissed Feng Ting's side face with his head.
"I thought you didn't want me." Feng Ting looked like he could finally eat with peace of mind.
"...Why didn't I suspect that you didn't want me?" Wen Qiuxing was puzzled, because whether it was Will or His Majesty Sand Sculpture, they always asked shockingly stupid questions.
"Because you don't need to doubt." Feng Ting replied.
"You don't need it either." Wen Qiuxing rolled his eyes at him: "I really like you."
Feng Ting nodded and smiled, he could listen to such cute words three hundred times a day.
So this guy is still insecure.
After Wen Qiuxing finished eating, he taught the novice father to feed the baby rice cereal: "After eating this meal, play with him for a while, and usually he can sleep for an hour or two without disturbing others."
"That's great." The elegant man hugged his son who couldn't interact with him fondly, and finally couldn't help asking, "Can I kiss his face?"
Feng Ting felt that his son's face was very fragile, too tender.
"Yes." Wen Qiuxing was stirring the rice paste in the bowl, while stretching out his head, he sipped at the baby's face, "I love you."
Feng Ting looked at him strangely, feeling a little jealous.
Then, following Wen Qiuxing's example, he lowered his head and kissed the baby: "Daddy loves you."
As soon as he raised his head, Wen Qiuxing kissed him too: "Daddy loves you too."
"..." Recalling Feng Ting in the past, the pinnae of the ears turned red instantly.
Children still like to call themselves dads so much, the difference is that they used to be in bed, but now they don't care about the occasion.
Later, the baby became sleepy after eating the rice cereal and playing for a while, squinting his eyes and yawning.
Wen Qiuxing personally coaxed his blond-haired little angel to sleep, and handed it over to the staff to take care of him.
During this period, officials approached Feng Ting to handle government affairs. After several considerations, both of them felt that it would be better to refuse.
But this incident reminded them that the matter of split personality cannot be left alone forever.
As night fell, the bedroom was quiet, because the battlefield was not here, but in the steamy bathroom.
The black and blond hair loomed in the mist, sometimes close together without a trace of gap, and sometimes parted a little, exploring each other's other areas.
The drops of water on the forehead could not tell whether it was water vapor or sweat, making the two handsome faces look wet and extremely sexy.
The black-haired young man leaned his back against the wall, raised his head to accept the other party's kiss, and then reached out to wipe the mirror next door to reflect their current appearance.
The corner of one eye accepts it glamorously, and the other lurks on the neck gently and bewilderedly.
Following Wen Qiuxing's soft 'Will', the blond man raised his head, first pecked his little friend's light-colored lower lip, and then looked back.
Seeing the face that disgusted him at first, Feng Ting habitually looked away, but he couldn't bear to part with the little friend with seductive eyes in the mirror.
I can't take my eyes off of this.
"Will, don't resist, you deserve everything." The black-haired young man in the mirror put his arms around the blond man's neck, and tried his best to comfort him: "We will be fine, I promise you."
"I..." Feng Ting wanted to say something, but his lips were pressed by the little friend's fingers.
"If you're gone, I won't be with him." Wen Qiuxing bit his lover's nose: "Even with two babies, I will resolutely leave him."
Feng Ting's heart skipped a beat, and he slowly tightened the arms around the young man, wanting to ask several times between his lips, what would happen to you if it was that person who wasn't there
Only he didn't.
You must know that in this deformed relationship, the people who need to be appeased... are not just him and the tyrant.
"Qiuqiu." Feng Ting lowered his head, found the little friend's lips, and began to kiss him excitedly.
From the bathroom to the gorgeous bed in the dormitory, the lovers who had been away for more than half a year tried their best to comfort each other.
And Wen Qiuxing sometimes secretly showed an expression of being unable to stand herself, ah, why when she and Will were happy, she couldn't help but compare the differences between the two personalities!
In fact, he doesn't want to at all!
But I couldn't hold it back. For a while, I lamented that Will is gentle, and the spring breeze turned him into a tease;
Will will not.
It's just that the patient will be extremely patient, and that thing will be extended infinitely. This is a bit torturous, and it makes people want to have a good time.
Hold.
Regarding Will's abstinence and gentlemanly feeling when he was on the kang, Wen Qiuxing threw himself to the ground and was confused.
The consequence of being blinded by all kinds of meat and vegetables is to be as tired as a dead dog.
Feng Ting woke up early as usual, but the little friend was still fast asleep, he lay beside him for a while, then got up to visit his son secretly.
Not only did he look at it, but he hugged it and placed it next to Wen Qiuxing, who watched intently.
His Royal Highness the little crown prince held his feet and spit bubbles on the bed by himself, sometimes looking at the king's father who was smiling gently at him with bluish eyes, and then at the queen's father who was still asleep.
… keep bubbling.
The young man on earth with a sore back and sore back, opened his eyes and saw his son's face so cute that the universe exploded. He immediately wanted to embrace him and kiss him regardless of the reality.
"Hiss..." the muscles were sore.
Twist it sour.
And the culprit was sitting beside Meimei, looking at him with a gentle expression: "Good morning, Qiuqiu."
"...Morning." Wen Qiuxing looked at this face, and immediately lost all resentment.
It's just that I woke up early in the morning and couldn't help but compare.
I thought that only His Majesty Sand Sculpture's way of doing things to death would make people unable to get out of bed, but I didn't expect that the warm water boiled frog with a gentle personality would not give up too much.
After waiting for a while, seeing that the child hadn't gotten up yet, Feng Ting took the lead in leaning down and kissed Wen Qiuxing's lips.
Then he turned his face and brought his cheek closer to the other person.
Facing this gentleman who exudes "come and kiss me" all over his body, Wen Qiuxing raised his head and touched him as he wished.