Dousha Bao

The bean paste finally cried, but didn't cry, grabbing the shirt pocket of Wang Yincheng's chest, his face buried in his chest and shed tears, his tears and his nose and drooling Wang Yincheng's chest were wet.

The father and son hugged together, and Doudou cried for about ten minutes before stopping, his shoulders shrunk, his emotions became stable and he began to feel embarrassed, how could he think he could cry? How embarrassing!

Bean paste moved the dirty cat's paw, wiped the clothes of Wang Yincheng's chest, wiped the saliva and snot, rubbed his face in front of his chest, and rubbed it before lifting his neck, with a pair of misty eyes Looking at Wang Yincheng: "I'm hungry."

Wang Yincheng held his breath, his eyes were still red, and when the child stopped crying, he looked up and asked for something to eat. He smiled and said, "What do you want to eat? I will take you."

Bean paste thought for a while, and said: "I want to eat fried pork loin."

Wang Yincheng touched the soft head of the bean paste and couldn't help pulling the corner of his mouth. This child's favorite food is really quite special: "Okay."

Where did he know that Doudou wanted to leave here quickly.

Xiao Zizi's character has always been a cold temper. Since he was a child, he has never been beaten by Liu Hengfa. He has to cry and hide in no one's place to sneak away the tears of the cat. Now he is not only crying, he is still crying Many public places are surrounded by adults and children. He just seemed to hear the milk voice of the little girl next to him saying, "Mom, that brother cried~~!"

What does it have to do with you! Dousha thought arrogantly, humming in his heart.

Bean paste was held in his arms by Wang Yincheng, and his posture was a little uncomfortable. He moved his leg. Wang Yincheng put the child on his knees and sat down. Bean paste turned to look at what he was doing on the table. How do you feel so ugly! ?

Doudou frowned: "No."

Wang Yincheng knew that Dousha was talking about the sand painting he just made. "Why not?"

Dou Su sucked his nose, "Not good."

Wang Yincheng hadn’t taken the child for a while, and he was at a loss for a while. He didn’t know what the child did and said that it was not good to see what to do, but heard someone behind him say, “Well, it’s quite ugly.”

Wang Yincheng turned his head, and Liu Hengzheng stood behind them and looked down at them.

Doudan rolled his eyes at his dad-it's about you, it's not for you!

Wang Yincheng picked up the bean paste, Liu Heng crossed him, stooped down and took a bag to put all the mess on the table, and stood up and looked at Wang Yincheng: "You put him down and let him go."

Wang Yincheng was stunned and looked at the bean paste. The child twisted his **** with innocent eyes. Wang Yincheng said: "I'll hold it if I'm fine."

Liu Heng looked at Wang Yincheng, and then looked at the little boy with warning eyes-come down and walk by yourself! Bean paste looked back at him, hummed in his throat, raised his hand around Wang Yincheng's neck when he didn't see it.

Wang Yincheng hugged the bean paste, Liu Heng walked with something behind, looked at the back of the father and son, looked down at the things in his hand, and smiled silently-it really seemed like a family of three.

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The three of them went up the elevator and ordered food in a restaurant in the city center. Wang Yincheng ordered the stir-fried loin deliberately. When serving, he also moved the food to the bean paste.

Wang Yincheng and Dousha sat side by side, Liu Heng sat opposite Wang Yincheng, drinking tea and watching Wang Yincheng push the stir-fried waist loaf in front of Dousha, the little boy's brow jumped immediately.

Liu Heng drank water, and the tea cup covered the smile in the corner of his mouth.

The three of them started to eat, and Wang Yincheng didn't eat much. He patronized the bean paste and scooped the soup dish for the children. They felt that the flavor of the waist flower was heavy, and they had passed it in the clear water before putting it in the bean paste bowl. Bean paste picks dishes with chopsticks and eats every dish, but the waist flower does not eat much.

Wang Yincheng thought that the child had a bad appetite, or he was too lazy to eat with chopsticks, so he took spoons and chopsticks to feed the bean paste.

When the chopsticks reached the mouth, the bean paste drank from the eyes, slowly chewed down, but when Wang Yincheng was feeding the bean paste waist, the little cub chewed twice, raised his eyes to Liu Heng, Liu Heng's eyes were careless Scanning over, his eyes narrowed, meaning he did it.

At the beginning, Bean Paste ate a few bites of waist flowers, and stopped eating at the back, frowning every time to avoid Wang Yincheng's chopsticks. Wang Yincheng said: "Don't you like it? Doesn't taste good?"

Doudou muttered his mouth, and the tea golden eyes pitifully looked at Wang Yincheng: "It's terrible."

Wang Yincheng quickly put down the chopsticks and planned to change the dish.

At first, Liu Heng was also very pleasing to the eye, and felt how peaceful and beautiful the scene of the mother-in-law feeding her son, and when she slowly came to the back, she was completely holding a good show. Bean paste doesn't like the waist flower, and I don't like to eat it all the time, saying that the dish has a smell and it's hard to eat.

I don’t know what Dousha just said to Wang Yincheng. Wang Yincheng also sent the vegetables to Dousha. Liu Hou’s eyes for help looked at Liu Heng, and Liu Heng didn’t change his voice.

"Don't worry about him, he can eat it himself." Liu Heng finally said.

Wang Yincheng looked at the bowl in front of Dou Sha and felt that he had eaten a lot and should be enough.

This was the first time Wang Yincheng had fed bean paste for dinner. His back was so sweaty that he had no intention of eating. He couldn't help looking at the bean paste, looking at the soft head of the child, the eyebrows similar to his six points, the soft face, the pink tutu's mouth.

The fetus, which was born in the first ten months of pregnancy, is now six years old.

Liu Heng saw Wang Yincheng's expression and concern in his eyes. He looked carefully at the opposite side, and Yu Guang looked at it, just to make sure that Wang Yincheng's expression was not pretended, and his concern for children was not false. Seeing the end, he couldn't help but think that there should be nothing wrong, not pretending. If it was really pretending, Oscar wouldn't award it to him. It was really overwhelming talent.

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After dinner, Dou Sha was sleepy. Wang Yincheng held Dou Sha and other elevators. Dou Sha's small head rested on Wang Yin Cheng's shoulder, and his nose was sprayed on his neck, itchy.

Wang Yincheng was also itchy.

After the three of them got off the elevator, Liu Heng went to get the car, and Wang Yincheng stood and waited, holding the child in his arms.

Liu Heng drove the car, and Wang Yincheng took the bean paste into the passenger seat, closed the door, and drove away.

Wang Yincheng suddenly thought of something, and whispered to Liu Heng: "You go directly back, and when you get there I will take a taxi and go back."

Liu Heng knew what Wang Yincheng meant. Doudou fell asleep. If Wang Yincheng was sent to go back first, he would have to wake up and sit down honestly when he got out of the car.

Driving in a car, Liu Heng said lightly: "No, send the child back first, and then I will send you back."

Liu Heng didn't talk about it, and Wang Yincheng didn't say much.

At night, the night breeze was very cool and the temperature was relatively low, and the car looked a little sultry. Liu Heng opened a gap in his own window to let the wind blow in a little, and then looked sideways at Wang Yincheng's little boy. Cub, see if he sleeps comfortably.

Wang Yincheng noticed Liu Heng’s movements, and felt that Liu Heng was not easy. So a big company had to manage it and take care of children every day. He suddenly thought, why didn't Liu Heng get married? According to his condition and age, he should be married. He turned to think about it, only to realize the problems about Liu Heng's aptitude circulating in the circle.

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After arriving, Liu Heng parked the car outside, and Wang Yincheng held the bean paste and stopped at the station.

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Liu Heng wants to take the bean paste, but the little boy hangs on Wang Yincheng's neck without letting go. He opens his eyes in a daze, twisting, and his voice is softly said: "No, I don't want! I want to sleep with you!"

Liu Heng had no choice but to let go of the bean paste, and Wang Yincheng had to continue to hold it, and no one spoke between them for a while.

Liu Heng and Wang Yincheng, both adults, knew in their hearts how the child came from, and also understood that in addition to children, they should not have too many intersections. Especially for Wang Yincheng, he did not want to contact Liu Heng much. After all, he knew that Liu Heng knew Zhou Yi'an.

Liu Heng was standing next to Wang Yincheng. The tall figure blocked the street lights in the district. Black eyes stared quietly at Wang Yincheng's quiet face and finally said, "Are you going to work tomorrow?"

Wang Yincheng shook his head: "I rest."

Liu Hengdao: "Then stay, and accompany Doudou at night."

Wang Yincheng lowered his eyes and looked indifferently when he raised his eyes: "Okay."

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Liu Heng opened the door, and Wang Yincheng hugged the child in the back. The moment the door opened, Liu Heng trance felt a little unreal.

He has always carried children by himself. The little boy has a cold personality and is not close to anyone. Liu Heng is not worried about others, but he takes the children himself.

Now, there is a person who is in the same position and has the same mentality as himself.

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Wang Yincheng followed Liu Heng on the second floor with his child. Liu Heng pushed open the door of Doudou's room and turned on a floor lamp. Wang Yincheng walked into the room and put Doudou on the bed. Doudou hummed in a confused voice: "No permission to go."

Wang Yincheng touched the child's head: "Do not go, I will not go."

Bean Sand opened his eyes, only showing a slit, but his eyes were particularly bright: "Really?"

Wang Yincheng whispered: "Really."

Bean Sand let go of his hands, and finally lifted his neck to look at Liu Heng: "He wants to sleep with me! Not sleeping with you!"

Liu Heng: "..."

Wang Yincheng: "..."

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Things that were not embarrassing, Doudou casually made a sentence, which was extremely embarrassing.

The child is unintentional, but the two adult men are particularly awkward.

The two went out and Liu Heng closed the door. There was no light on the aisle on the second floor, and the dark yellow light of the floor lamp downstairs lit up, and there was a strange atmosphere between them.

Liu Heng raised his hand and coughed: "I will bring you a set of unused pajamas, please wash them first."

Wang Yincheng said lightly: "Okay."

Liu Heng turned back to the cloakroom and got a set of clean pajamas, toiletries and slippers. When he turned around and planned to come out, the light flashed in his head-should he still take a clean underwear...?

Liu Heng simply took out his underwear again.

Liu Heng walked out of the cloakroom to take Wang Yincheng to the bathroom, pushed open the bathroom door, put his hand on the washstand, said nothing and walked past Wang Yincheng, and helped Wang Yincheng close the door.

Wang Yincheng looked at the door a little bit inexplicably. When he looked away, he saw the black boxer briefs in the pile of things on the sink, and he followed him.

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Liu Heng went downstairs to the study and closed the door.

He now has a little chaos in his head, and it feels very strange. This is not his familiar feeling, as if there is something that he can't control or can't control.

Liu Heng turned around twice in the study, opened the computer and looked at today's private mailbox. He wanted to see if the information he requested came over there, but the result was not.

Liu Heng had to call Texas boringly for a while.

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Wang Yincheng took a shower, dried his body, looked at the underwear, and put it on. He thought that the host was so polite. If he didn’t wear it, he would be a little thin, and he seemed to care too much about it. ? !

Wang Yincheng put on his pajamas, wrapped his pile of dirty clothes in his hands, opened the door and went out.

However, he just opened the door and went out. He just met Liu Heng who came out of the study downstairs. The two of them looked downstairs and upstairs.

Wang Yincheng paused, nodded slightly to say hello, and then naturally moved away from his eyes and walked back to Dousa's room.

Liu Heng's hand was still on the door handle, and there was a fresh smell of water vapor in the air, and even a bit of other unusual flavors.

Wang Yincheng walked into the bean paste room and closed the door, but Liu Heng suddenly choked and began to cough violently.

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Liu Heng went back to the cloakroom to get his clothes. When he walked into the bathroom, he suddenly thought, why did he use the other two bathrooms as a utility room? !

The bathroom was filled with water vapor, and the glass was fogged with a faint fragrance of Cheng.

Liu Heng closed the bathroom door, undressed and stood under the shower head, and turned on the faucet to take a shower. After snoring under hot water for a few times, he habitually raised his arm to get the shower gel, but suddenly he came across a wet towel.

The touch of the fingers was too clear. Liu Heng opened his eyes and looked sideways. He was seeing a towel dropped on the shelf.

Liu Heng took a deep breath, closed his eyes and showered his lower back, his arms braced against the wall tiles, and his back arched a beautiful and robust arc.

Men are lower/half/body creatures. Something that can be imagined will be remembered by their bodies and become a hint of sex/fantasy.

Liu Heng's mind refused to accept intellectual control, and suddenly couldn't help thinking that Wang Yin had just stood and bathed in the place where he was standing now-without clothes. .

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