Little prince, it's a bit powerful.
Wei Zicheng, who was originally sitting on the sofa, was secretly rubbing his hands and waiting for the BOSS to leave. Finally, he could pinch Su Ying's handsome and cute little face with baby fat that he had been thinking about for a long time.
Who knew that just as the back of Jing Zhixuan embracing Su Mu disappeared in front of his eyes, before he had time to raise his hand, the little prince jumped up from the sofa.
Then, he got up and followed behind the little prince, and witnessed the scene where the little prince yelled at the BOSS arrogantly, and the lord BOSS replied with a cowardly smile and a gentle voice.
So, when Su Ying came back and sat down, Wei Zicheng thoughtfully poured a cup of hot tea for the little prince and put it on the tea table in front of him, and flattered him: "Master, what cartoon do you want to watch, I will find it for you. "
Su Ying raised her arms around her body, raised her head, and stared coldly at the deer head wall clock on the TV: "No, thank you."
Wei Zicheng: "...Zha~" The very polite young master, chirping, but he doesn't want to talk to me, QAQ~
The atmosphere in the living room fell into embarrassment for a while.
And the two people in the bedroom are already in full swing, inseparable.
Of course, this was not the first time Su Mu and Jing Zhixuan kissed, but they couldn't stop the madness of their hearts.
It seemed as if a century had passed, until the air in Su Mu's chest was exhausted, and he let out a slight weeping sound, Jing Zhixuan reluctantly let him go, watching the silver thread reflect the light Glittering between their lips, connecting them intimately.
Let go, but can't bear to let go completely.
Jing Zhixuan's forehead touched Su Mu's forehead, and continued to entangle with Su Mu with his breath, feeling the warm and soft breath like others.
Su Mu, who slowly came back from the turmoil, his eyes became clear, and after realizing the posture of the two, his hypoxic face became even more flushed. He moved uneasily, but was hugged even tighter by Jing Zhixuan.
"Mu Mu." Jing Zhixuan restrained his breath, looked at Su Mu's eyes as dark as a pool, and said in a low voice, "You don't really want to leave me, do you?"
Su Mu pursed her lips subconsciously, but tasted the strong smell of tobacco left on it, and her eyes became more flustered: "I... I don't know..."
"You...why don't you know?" Jing Zhixuan sighed. Although he tried his best to restrain himself, it was not difficult to hear a hint of danger, a little bit of tension, and deep pain in that hoarse tone: "Mu Mu , when I heard that you were going to marry Lu Qiming, I felt like my heart wouldn't be beating, and I felt like I was going to die the next moment."
Saying that, Jing Zhixuan took Su Mu's hand and placed it gently on his chest, letting him feel the frequency of his heart beating for him and for him.
"..." Jing Zhixuan never said a word of love to him in the past, but recently he almost opened his mouth, very skillfully, Su Mu withdrew his hand tremblingly, and explained with his lower lips: "I... I didn't want to To marry him is just to get a certificate."
"I knew it!" Jing Zhixuan heaved a sigh of relief when he heard it, lifted him up happily, and buried his face in Su Mu's shoulder: "I knew it, you don't really want to leave me, you don't really want to leave me with others."
The expression on Su Mu's face suddenly twisted, and he said with difficulty: "Zhixuan, you... hurt me."
"!!!" Jing Zhixuan stepped back quickly, only to notice that Su Mu's slender waist was about to be strangled by himself, he was startled immediately, quickly retracted his legs and let go of his hands, and hugged Su Mu to sit on the bed.
Jing Zhixuan leaned down in front of him, with one knee raised and one lowered, half squatting and half kneeling in front of Su Mu with his right knee gently sweeping the floor, stretching out his hand to wrap Su Mu's hands tightly in his broad palms, his tone flustered Said: "Mumu, are you okay?"
"..." Su Mu looked down at Jing Zhixuan, pursed his lips and shook his head: "No, nothing."
"Well," Jing Zhixuan lowered his head and lightly pecked Su Mu's fingertips: "I'm sorry just now."
Being held in the palm of Jing Zhixuan's hands like this, Su Mu couldn't help being shy like a young girl in love. He changed the subject: "You... have something to talk to me, don't you?"
"I… "
"Dong dong!" Jing Zhixuan had just opened his mouth when there was a knock on the door, followed by Su Ying's voice: "Hello! It's ten minutes."
Jing Zhixuan and Su Mu looked at each other, the latter looked a little embarrassed, who would have thought that this kiss lasted nearly ten minutes.
"Actually, there is nothing very important." Jing Zhixuan said and stood up, "As long as you and my son are by my side, what else can be more important than this."
Although there is no word for love, love, but for Su Mu, this is the most beautiful love story he has ever heard in the world.
"Okay." Jing Zhixuan bowed and kissed Su Mu's forehead for the last time: "You and the baby have a good rest, I'll go and sort out the Su Fang Group's materials, and bring them over later, so you can sign them."
At this moment, Su Ying couldn't bear to push the door open and came in: "Didn't you say that you are not allowed to kiss my papa!"
Jing Zhixuan straightened up unhurriedly, looked back at Su Ying with a smile, and licked his lips with a little enjoyment: "Yes, I see."
Su Ying narrowed her eyes and stared at Jing Zhixuan who was whispering at him, a little angry: "Hmph!!"
After humming, Su Ying trotted into Su Mu's arms who was about to get up, stepped on her feet and hugged Su Mu's neck, raised her head and said coquettishly: "Papa, I want bobo."
"..." In fact, the always cold son is no longer cold, and Su Mu can't adapt to it for a while, but he still doesn't quite believe that this is an open and secret fight between Su Ying and Jing Zhixuan. He was frightened after being kidnapped, and somewhat lacked a sense of security.
"Chirp~" Su Mu naturally agreed to the child's request. He lowered his head and pecked Su Ying's soft lips lightly and gently, and then said again: "Chirp~"
"Papa," Su Ying pouted her lips unhappily after being kissed, "It smells so bad, it smells like smoke."
"Uh..." Su Mu's face that had recovered from his complexion was suddenly flushed. He got up and hugged Su Ying in front of him: "Sorry, the baby doesn't like it. Baba will wash her face and mouth in a while. How about bobo with baby again?"
Su Ying turned her head and glared at Jing Zhixuan: "Hmm."
"Cough," Jing Zhixuan, who was standing one meter behind Su Ying, coughed, "Mumu, I prepared fruit and snacks for you and Xiaoying, you come out to eat after washing your face."
"...Okay." Su Mu touched Su Ying's small head, and gave a weak reply.
After Jing Zhixuan went out, the bedroom suddenly became quiet, which made Su Mu feel a little sad suddenly.
He hesitated for a moment, looked at the door of the bathroom connected to the bedroom, and walked out of the bedroom with Su Ying in his arms.
At this moment, it's really not that he's being hypocritical, it's fine for him to come here alone before, but now he brings his son along with Jing Zhixuan without a name or distinction, it's different after all.
It's fine for him to be a gossip, but he doesn't want his child to become someone's gossip.
When Su Mu came out with Su Ying in his arms, Wei Zicheng had already left. The TV in the living room was on, the volume was not loud, and an advertisement for sanitary napkins was playing. Su Mu hugged Su Ying on the sofa, picked up the remote control to adjust the I played a cartoon, added a voice, and talked to Su Ying, then got up and went to the entrance to get the backpack.
As soon as Su Mu put the backpack on the coffee table in front of Su Ying, there was a burst of durian smell in the air.
He greedily took a sip of the sweet fragrance. If he hadn't seen Su Ying's nose slightly embarrassed, he would have thought that there was something wrong with his sense of smell.
He subconsciously looked around for a week and didn't see where the durian was, until Jing Zhixuan came out from the kitchen door parallel to the living room with a durian in his hand.
As soon as Jing Zhixuan came out, he saw Su Mu and Su Ying sitting on the sofa. The father and son were facing each other holding the big backpack Su Mu brought.
The corners of his mouth rose instantly, and he held the golden fresh durian meat in his left hand, which was peeled very well. Two pieces of durian meat that were fat and bulging in the shape of big dumplings faced each other, and there was a small spoon with a wooden cake in the middle. Sliced fruits that are in season, striding towards them: "Mu Mu."
Gently called out Su Mu's name, Jing Zhixuan walked up to Su Mu and squatted at his feet, and handed the plate containing durians to Su Mu like a treasure: "Try it, I just opened it, Very fresh."
"..." The expression on Su Mu's face was startled: "You, don't you really hate durians?"
Jing Zhixuan was the same as Su Ying. When they were still in T University, Jing Zhixuan frowned in distaste when he smelled this smell across the street. That's why he just thought that the durian smell was his illusion.
"Don't be too busy, come here, have a taste first," Jing Zhixuan didn't answer, just put down the plate in his right hand, picked up the small spoon in the middle and dug a piece of durian: "I just tasted it, it's fragrant and soft," said Then, he handed the durian to Su Mu's mouth, and he moved a little closer, and said in a low voice, "It tastes as sweet as you."
"But..." Su Mu quickly concealed the starlight when his eyes came into contact with the durian, he took the hand holding the children's thermos cup out of the backpack, and dodged backwards, with a look of embarrassment flashing across his face, he refused. : "I haven't eaten this for a long time."
Jing Zhixuan's face was even more embarrassed, he held the handle of the spoon and shook his hand, and said dryly: "Uh, is it, you... didn't you like it before?"
"People..." Su Mu smiled lightly, moved towards Su Ying subtly, opened the thermos cup with some blunt fingers, tilted his head and handed the straw to Su Ying's mouth, and said softly: "Always It changes, doesn't it?"
Jing Zhixuan's heart felt as if it had been pierced by an ice pick, but how smart he was, when he suppressed the soreness and saw Su Ying's expression staring at the durian in his hand, he immediately understood seven or eight parts.
It also somewhat understands that Su Mu has something to say.
"Taste a sip." Jing Zhixuan got up, and put his slender body on the coffee table. The tall figure shrouded Su Mu and his son together in the shadow. Su Mu said, "After tasting it, I'm sure I'll fall in love with it again."
Su Mu was still holding the bottom of the thermos, turned his head slightly to look at Jing Zhixuan and said softly, "Thank you, put it aside, don't you have business to do, you don't have to stay here with me and Xiaoying, um..."
Su Mu didn't expect that Jing Zhixuan would eat that piece of durian by himself, and then forcefully feed it to him from his mouth.
Su Ying, who was drinking water from a thermos bottle, suddenly opened her mouth wide, and rock sugar pear water flowed down the corners of his lips.
In just a few seconds, Su Mu's mouth was filled with the sweet and greasy taste of durian.
With Su Ying around, Jing Zhixuan didn't dare to be too presumptuous. After Su Mu swallowed the durian, he licked his soft lips and left him.
Even so, Su Mu's face was still flushed red, his eyes that were forced to cry were misty and moist, even his curled eyelashes were stained with some water drops, and his slightly parted lips, which were a little absent-minded, were mixed with pureness. A trace of charm, extremely alluring.
"I've said it all, you'll like it." Jing Zhixuan put down the spoon, held Su Mu's face, and wiped off the stains on Su Mu's lips with the pulp of his thumb. His eyes and movements were extremely gentle. After finishing speaking, Looking at Su Ying, who hadn't recovered from the shock, she said, "Son, do you want to have a bite too?"
"Don't!" Su Ying almost reflexively backed away to hide her disgust and said, "It smells so bad!"
"Haha." Jing Zhixuan laughed and said, "It doesn't necessarily mean that it smells bad, on the contrary, durian is very delicious, and your Su Baba used to like eating this the most."
With that said, Jing Zhixuan put down the plate and put it on the coffee table behind him, took out a piece of paper and wiped the candied pear water that flowed down on Su Ying's chin.
"Don't touch me!" The thermos in Su Ying's hand sank, and then she realized that she raised her hand to open Jing Zhixuan's hand: "You are so annoying!"
Jing Zhixuan let go of Su Ying with a doting smile, and saw the little guy put the water glass on the sofa, jumped off the sofa and poked Jing Zhixuan away with a finger again, and stood in front of Su Mu to support him legs: "Papa, do you like durian?"
"I..." Su Mu looked up at Jing Zhixuan, stroked Su Ying's small face, and smiled softly: "I liked it before, but now I don't like it very much."
Country F, the country where my grandfather treated his illness, was a place rich in durians. At that time, he was pregnant with Su Ying, so greedy for this, he ate all the more than 20 varieties of durians there.
It was precisely because of this that Su Ying hated this smell since he was born. When he was in confinement, the little guy would cry non-stop when he smelled this smell, and then he stopped.
Or maybe, Su Ying still followed Jing Zhixuan more, in terms of looks, personality, and hobbies.
Su Ying rolled her eyes after hearing Su Mu's words: "Papa likes it, and I like it too."
Su Mu smiled, pinched Su Ying's small face and said dotingly: "I've said it all, if you don't like it very much, you don't have to like it."
"Me too." Jing Zhixuan quickly dug a spoonful of durian, fed it to Su Mu's lips, and confessed shamelessly: "From today on, I will like whatever you like, and I will hate whatever you dislike."
Su Ying turned her head and glared at Jing Zhixuan angrily: "Hmph, my dad said that you are the one I hate the most!"
Jing Zhixuan's eyes quickly flashed a hint of distress, and while Su Mu was speaking, he fed durian into Su Mu's mouth, took the opportunity to kiss Su Ying's forehead and said, "Then papa will get out of here soon, chirp~"
"Damn it, you're not papa!" Su Ying wiped her forehead fiercely, then turned her head and put her feet on Su Mu's neck and rubbed against Su Mu's lips: "Papa, I want to~"
Walking to the entrance, Jing Zhixuan turned his head and took one last look at the scene of his son kissing Su Mu domineeringly. At this moment, his heart was no longer jealous, but sweet.
After going downstairs, Jing Zhixuan held a short meeting, and then sat in the president's office to sort out the materials of Su Fang's company.
However, thinking of Su Mu and his son not far away, thinking of the beautiful scene he saw last, he couldn't calm down.
Jing Zhixuan closed the Qlik software on the computer, and Su Mu's smiling face holding Su Ying appeared on the computer desktop, which he copied from Su Mu's mobile phone.
The photo was taken in the early spring of this year. Su Mu was wearing a black turtleneck sweater and a black woolen jacket, while Su Ying was wearing a cool light brown fleece sweater.
Su Mu sat on a big rock and hugged Su Ying, smiling a little foolishly, embracing Su Ying's belly with one hand and making a gesture on top of Su Ying's head with the other. Son.
The photo doesn't show the exact location, but judging from the tall, messy withered yellow reeds in the background, it shouldn't be a scenic spot.
At this time, Su Mu was still thin. Although Su Ying couldn't be called white and fat, she still had a double chin and a small fat body. Compared with the photo of a one-year-old, she was much better. raised children.
Jing Zhixuan raised his fingers and gently stroked the computer screen, stroking the corners of the smiling Su Mu's lips.
before.
Su Mu's figure is also excellent, but she has round shoulders and a soft chin.
Huahua's hands are well maintained, it can be said that his fingers do not touch the spring water, they are more tender than most girls' hands, they are bright in the sun, and it seems that water can come out when pinched.
Being a bit of a princess, he never likes to wear heavy-colored clothes, his favorite is light blue and warm yellow, and he is also very picky about brands. He only wears three mid-to-high-end famous brands, the materials are so soft and delicate.
His favorite fruit is durian. Once he even kissed him with a mouth full of durian. He was so angry that he ignored him for three days.
…
Now.
Su Mu's shoulders were obviously thin, as if they would sag if touched, his chin was pinched, and there were bones under the thin skin.
The hand is still slender and beautiful, but it is a bit cold and hard to hold. It is no longer the smell of rose water before, but a faint milky fragrance.
The clothes in the closet, although he couldn't see the brand, but after wearing them for a few years, he could feel that the materials were not as soft as before. They should be very cheap, and probably because they are afraid of getting dirty when holding a child, they are all uniform The black and gray heavy colors, a few light colors are worn when meeting him, and there is no blue one.
Whether he stopped eating his favorite durian was not because of him, but because of him—Jing Zhixuan.
…
Although Jing Zhixuan at this moment will never be like that night, squatting beside the motorcycle and crying like a child, but his heart is still the same as that night, when he thinks of Su Mu's suffering over the years It hurts like being scraped by a blunt knife.
Moreover, not only today, at this moment, these days, whenever he sees Su Mu and thinks of Su Mu, he will unconsciously think of these kinds of things, like self-redemption, and he will always have to feel bad for a while. let yourself go.
Time quickly slipped through his fingers, and when Jing Zhixuan looked up again, it was nearly twelve o'clock.
However, he hasn't made the contract with the Su Fang Group yet.
Jing Zhixuan tapped his fingers on the table anxiously, Huo Di stood up from the chair, walked quickly behind the screen and entered the living room.
In the living room, the father and son who were lazily snuggling up on the sofa watching an animated movie saw him come in, and their bodies froze at the same time.
Jing Zhixuan glanced at the empty durian plate on the table, raised the corners of his lips and walked over with a smile, held Su Mu's profile and bowed his head to give him a kiss. When kissing Su Ying, he saw the little guy turned away in disgust , Just as he sent a kiss: "Mu Mu, let's go out to eat at noon today. I asked Zhang Zhu to hire a nanny, and it will be confirmed this afternoon. If you don't want to go out to eat in the evening, let's eat at home." OK?"
"En." Su Mu responded lightly, and continued: "Zhixuan, I...can't get through to Shuishui, can you tell me Gao Tianyi's mobile phone number."
"..." Jing Zhixuan lowered his body: "It's already noon, and the other party's temper is not very good, how about you fight again after we finish lunch?"
Su Mu thought for a while, then nodded, seeing Jing Zhixuan hugging Su Ying and holding Su Ying's hand, he said nothing more.
The place to eat was in a high-end restaurant not far from the company. Su Ying's appetite was not great, and Su Mu didn't eat much either. Jing Zhixuan didn't force himself, and he didn't stay too long after the meal, so he took people back early.
Su Ying developed the habit of taking a lunch break in the kindergarten, staring at Jing Zhixuan for a while in the living room, and then yawned.
Jing Zhixuan, who was sitting on the sofa, looked at it, and quickly asked Su Mu to take Su Ying into the bedroom to rest. Su Mu asked if there was any guest room, and seeing Jing Zhixuan's face changed and recovered quickly, he still hugged Su Mu. Su Mu, who was holding the child, entered his master bedroom.
Su Mu hugged Su Ying and fell asleep for about half an hour, when the mattress behind him suddenly sunken, Su Mu was startled, his voice was hoarse because of the extremely low pressure: "Zhixuan?"
"Well," Jing Zhixuan didn't lie down completely, he held Su Mu's shoulders with his big hands, and his warm breath blew the messy hair on Su Mu's ears, scalding that small piece of skin on the side of his face: "You haven't sleep?"
"I..." Su Mu trembled, lowered his voice and said softly, "I'm not sleepy."
"Then..." Just as Jing Zhixuan spoke, he put his arms around Su Mu's waist and slowly exerted force: "Let's go out and talk."
There was a thunder in Su Mu's heart, and he subconsciously wanted to refuse: "I..."
However, Jing Zhixuan didn't wait for him to say anything, he picked him up and walked towards the bedroom with a view.