The little sweetie of the black-bellied king

Chapter 243 The Eve of the Storm

An always sweet taste of milk buns.

Chu Danzhi glanced at her, but said nothing.

An Ran didn't smell anything by smelling it herself, so she leaned over and watched a movie with him.

Compared with the four people, suddenly there is an adult in the family, and I always feel timid in doing things, not to mention An Chengxing, even An Ran feels that way, and it is not so comfortable to speak.

They were uncomfortable, but Mother He was very comfortable, doing this from time to time, talking about that from time to time, and no one stopped.

When going to bed at night, An Chengxing and Feng Ling slept separately, just as Feng Ling said, An Chengxing's mother is here, so it shouldn't be too obvious how to do things. It is not normal for two people to sleep together at night.

When buying a house back then, Feng Ling arranged for himself a bedroom and An Chengxing's one bedroom, but later An Chengxing's bedroom was almost empty, except for people coming, and even if people came, he seldom settled down.

When Feng Ling was sleeping in a daze at night, he suddenly felt that his side was sinking. He subconsciously leaned over, and when he was next to the heat, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. When he opened his eyes, he saw the person beside him majestically. , The doze is gone in an instant.

"What are you doing?" Feng Ling opened his eyes wide and said in a low voice, pushing and shoving the man who sneaked in in the middle of the night.

An Chengxing hugged him impatiently, "Sleep."

"Go to your room and sleep!" Feng Ling laughed angrily and kicked him.

"Be honest." An Chengxing adjusted his position and imprisoned him in his arms with long arms and legs.

"Thank you, An Cheng..." Feng Ling was so entangled that he couldn't move, "Just let go, you sleep here, I'll go to sleep."

"Sleeping." An Chengxing whispered close to his ear, his voice was a little low, and he felt a little drowsy, "I couldn't sleep in that room, I tossed and turned for a long time, and you fell asleep when I came here. Not to wake you up..."

Feng Ling listened to the soft words of the big, furry man nestling on his shoulder, and couldn't help but soften his heart. He stopped struggling and laughed, "Your mother is still at home."

"Hmm..." An Chengxing replied, but he didn't know why.

"Forget it, go to sleep. I'll get up early tomorrow morning so that your mother won't find out." Feng Ling is easy to soften his heart, especially for An Chengxing. He seems to have just started dreaming, and he is dreaming of him.

Feng Ling smiled, and fell asleep next to the person next to him, with their necks intertwined.

Because of something on his mind, Feng Ling woke up earlier than usual. He usually went downstairs for a run and came back. Today he woke up half an hour earlier than usual.

Woke up and looked at the people around him. An Chengxing was still soundly asleep. He didn't know what dream he had. He frowned and looked childish with deep hatred.

Feng Ling was funny, and kissed An Chengxing's brow, got up, changed his clothes, relaxed his hands and feet, and was about to leave when someone grabbed his hand.

Feng Ling's heart softened, he looked back, and said, "Sleep again, I'll go out for a stroll, buy some and come back early."

An Chengxing squinted one eye, looked at Feng Ling and didn't speak for a while.

"Let's go." Feng Ling said.

An Chengxing held onto his hand, glanced at him, and said sleepily in a hoarse voice, "Get up."

Feng Ling glanced at him, rolled her eyes, and broke free, "Fix it yourself."

(End of this chapter)