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"You go out first." Wen Qiuxing cleared the staff present, leaving him and the two who returned from the court, and the chubby dumplings who didn't know anything.

The warm atmosphere of joy was temporarily interrupted by this move.

"What are you going to say?" Feng Ting felt something and directly greeted Wen Qiu's lingering gaze.

Otherwise, Wen Qiuxing was a rough man. When he rushed back, he did not make any mistakes, but he couldn’t blame him. He was anxious, and dragging was not good for anyone: "That’s it, the other party has agreed Integrate with your personality, uh... back to your initial time."

Every time when talking about this issue, Wen Qiuxing scratched his head, troubled!

More than ten years ago, when so many things weren't done, the court was a child.

Intact and well.

It may be a little mentally unhealthy, and by the way, there are headache symptoms. In the view of Wen Qiuxing, the sky floats over five words, that is not a problem...

Afterwards, let's split, after all, Xia Chong can't speak, and no one can understand their pain.

But now the target is there, and the children are about to be two. As fathers, you have to be responsible, right?

You can't make your family jump for the sake of your little selfishness, and only care about your own feelings.

If that were the case, Wen Qiuxing really did not wait.

It's a big deal to take the baby by yourself.

"His eyes are so beautiful." Feng Ting put his eyes on the baby's face, praised the sentence, and then said nothing.

It can be seen from this that he still resisted.

"Will." Wen Qiuxing still shouted the man's previous name, feeling bitter.

Make him a bad guy every day.

"You believe him that way?" Feng Ting said.

As a deputy personality, he does not have the right to take the initiative. If he must integrate, he must lay down his precautions against his personality and give up his consciousness completely.

If the master intentionally obliterates him, then it is easy.

Wen Qiuxing really stuck in the shell. It is true that His Majesty Sand Eagle will never harm him, but in the process of integration, will he start with his own second personality?

Fuck.

Wen Qiuxing is going crazy, in case Will is really gone, and he and the king have to finish playing, and vice versa.

The young man who suddenly felt very upset, got up and kicked the sofa and said, "What should I do?"

Things have reached this point, and they can't be left unsolved.

"If you are willing to risk me, I will not object." Feng Ting looked at him: "My only request is to stay with you for a few more days."

Wen Qiuxing was anxious and his expression was grim. If he willingly ventured to take risks, would he still need to whisper here?

Regarding time, he scratched his head: "Can you feel the passage of time when you are suppressed and cannot come out?"

The reason for asking this question is to fear that the suppressed personality will be anxious.

"No." When consciousness does not wake up, it cannot perceive everything from the outside world.

"That's good." Wen Qiuxing said.

"You asked this because you can't bear to wait for you for too long?" Feng Ting wondered, but there was no clear vinegar and sadness in his eyes, because he had long known that the relationship between the little partner and the tyrant was good.

There are still children...

Knowing that he is a sky garden and unable to give happiness to his little partner and baby, the man as a second personality pressed his own selfishness.

Otherwise, you will not choose to sleep.

However, men, no matter how selfless, would still mind others sleeping their wives.

"Yeah, it's not." Wen Qiuxing secretly helped his forehead.

To tell the truth, he is really not good at facing these complicated emotional problems.

"Then rest assured." Feng Ting smiled, sitting there looking elegant and gentleman, it made people recognize from his heart that he was a noble royal family: "He won't feel it."

Like he slept in the past, there was no consciousness.

If it is not to wake up again, it is basically equivalent to death.

I have to say that it feels good to wake up.

The grateful man moved with emotion and removed the empty bottle from the baby's mouth. He was worried and said, "Does he need another bottle after he finishes?"

"No need." Wen Qiu woke up and realized that his son had finished the milk: "He got up every morning to drink a bottle of milk, and then hungry to eat rice paste..."

A kind of supplementary food for babies with high nutritional value. Dad Wen from the earth uniformly calls them rice paste.

"So." Feng Ting nodded.

Remove the soft cotton towel, wipe the baby's mouth, and around the chin.

Seeing that the blonde angel started to burp when she was full, Wen Qiuxing again commanded the royal court and stood up to be burped by the baby.

The new official's father, holding a soft mass of creatures, was a bit cautious.

Suddenly, Wen Qiuxing understood why the group of staff just now had a horrified expression on their faces.

Probably because of the actions of the court, the performance of the baby is very different from that of His Majesty Sha Diao.

After filming, Wen Qiuxing said, "You haven't eaten yet, let's go eat first."

The court was reluctant to let go of the dumplings.

"Push this small bed over." Wen Qiuxing found out the baby's mobile bed that he usually uses. Know that he likes to watch the baby when he and His Majesty Sha Diao have dinner.

To avoid people around him discovering that the court was not performing right, Her Majesty ordered her to evacuate everyone, leaving the big restaurant with only three of them.

After it was over, he found Feng Ting staring at him intently, with a look of trance.

"What's wrong?" Wen Qiuxing touched his face.

"No." Feng Ting shook his head: "I haven't seen you for a long time." I feel that Qiuqiu has changed a bit now, and it's a bit different from the memory.

"Half a year." Wen Qiuxing sat down.

"Have you been well?" Feng Ting's eyes focused.

"Very good." Wen Qiuxing said.

Then the atmosphere was silent for a moment, and he bowed his head and began to eat.

No matter whether Wen Qiuxing noticed or not, there was a seemingly strange strangeness between them.

It seems that if you don't mention the children or the broken things of integration, you have nothing to say.

But is this really the case?

The tableware in the hands of the court cut the food on the plate in an orderly manner, but did not eat it, but just cut it all.

"Here you are." Feng Ting took away the food that had been absently treated by the little partner in front of the little partner and put down the plate he had cut.

"Oh." Wen Qiu woke up and shoved into his mouth in a good mood.

Feng Ting simply sat down next to his little partner, doing something that was not ceremonial, just because he didn't want to hide his thoughts.

Damn it, he didn't care.

"It's still good at the previous home." Wen Qiuxing said: "The table is so small, you can reach your food with your hand."

When the freshly cut piece of meat was found to have passed away, Feng Ting squinted and seemed to lose all sense of distance in an instant.

Qiuqiu is still the one who will play tricks on him, not Her Majesty the Queen.

"I miss you so much." The court continued to cut in an orderly manner.

"This is delicious." Wen Qiuxing delivered the food to the other person's mouth.

Feng Ting smiled again, tasting his little partner's heart carefully, chewing slowly, his eyes sparkling brightly: "Do you not want me?"

Wen Qiuxing said: "Of course I miss you, I wish it was dark now." He took a tissue and wiped the juice from the corner of his mouth, and kissed the face of the court.

"I thought you didn't want me." Feng Ting's pair could finally rest assured to eat.

"...I never doubted that you don't want me?" Wen Qiu woke up with a puzzling face, because whether it was Will or His Majesty Sand Eagle, he always asked stupid stupid questions.

"Because you don't need to doubt." The court replied.

"You don't have to." Wen Qiuxing rolled his eyes at him: "Lao really likes you."

Feng Ting nodded and smiled, he could listen to such lovely words three hundred times a day.

So this guy still has no sense of security.

After Wen Qiuxing finished his meal, he taught the novice father to feed the baby rice noodles: "After eating this meal and playing with him for a while, usually he can sleep for an hour or two without being noisy."

"That's great." The elegant man held his son who couldn't interact with him, and finally couldn't help asking: "Can I kiss his face?"

The court felt that his son's face was very fragile and too tender.

"Yes." Wen Qiuxing stirred the rice paste in the bowl and stretched his head, facing the baby's face with a sip: "Love you."

Feng Ting looked at him strangely, even a little jealous.

Then I learned how Wen Qiu was awake and bowed my head to kiss my baby: "Dad loves you."

As soon as he looked up, Wen Qiuxing also kissed him: "Dad loves you too."

"..." Recalling the former court, the ears were slightly reddish.

The little partner still likes to call himself dad so much. The difference is that he used to be in bed, but now he doesn't care about occasion.

Later, the baby was sleepy after eating rice paste and playing for a while, screaming and yawning.

Wen Qiuxing personally coaxed his fair-haired little angel and left it to the staff to take care of it.

During this period, an official asked the court to deal with government affairs. After much consideration, both of them felt that it was better to refuse.

But this incident reminded them that the split personality cannot be left unattended.

As night fell, the bedroom was quiet, because the battlefield was not here, but in the bathroom with water vapor.

Black and blond hair looming in the mist, sometimes close together intimately, no gaps can be found, sometimes separated a little, and explore each other's other areas.

The water droplets on the forehead could not tell whether it was water vapor or sweat, which made the two beautiful faces look wet and sexual.

The dark-haired youth leaned back against the wall, raised his head to accept each other's kiss, and then reached out and wiped a mirror next door, reflecting the way they are now.

One glance accepted in the corner of the eye, and one lurked softly and confusedly in the neck.

As Wen Qiu woke up with a soft'Will', the blonde man looked up, first pecked at the lighter lower lip of his little partner, and then looked back.

At the first sight of his disgusting face, the court habitually looked away, but he was reluctant to look at the sultry little companion in the mirror.

I can't move my eyes at this look.

"Don't resist, Will, you deserve everything." The dark-haired young man in the mirror raised his arms around the blonde man's neck and comforted him as best he could: "We will be fine, I assure you."

"I..." Feng Ting wanted to say, and his lips were pressed by his partner's finger.

"If you are gone, I will not be with him." Wen Qiuxing bit his lover's nose: "Even with two babies, I will leave him firmly."

The royal court palpitated, slowly tightening the arm around the young man, and asked several times between his lips, what would you do if the person was not there?

It's just that he didn't.

To know that in this abnormal relationship, the person who needs to be appeased...but not just him and the tyrant.

"Autumn." Feng Ting lowered his head, found the lips of his little partner, and kissed excitedly.

From the bathroom to the magnificent bed in the bedroom, the lovers who have been away for half a year are comforting each other with all their heart and soul.

Wen Qiu woke up and secretly couldn't stand his own expression. Why, when he was happy with Will, he always couldn't help comparing the differences between the two personalities!

Actually, he didn't want to!

But I couldn't hold back, lamenting that Will was gentle for a while, and he was swayed by the spring breeze; the majestic sand sculptures of Tucao will be asked for questions during the intermission, and I wish he could publish a small paper!

Will will not.

It’s just that he will be patient and extend that indefinitely. This is a bit of torment, which makes people want to be happy across the board.

Fuck.

For Will when he was on the kang, he could also reveal the forbidden sense. Desire and gentleman's feeling, Wen Qiuxing was thrown into the ground, and was intrigued.

The result of the fact that the seven colors and eight plain colors make the mind faint is to be tired like a dead dog.

Feng Ting woke up early as usual, but his little partner was still asleep, he lay there for a while, then he got up and secretly looked at his son.

He not only looked but hugged him, and placed it next to Wen Qiuxing, he looked intently.

His Royal Highness Prince held his feet and spit bubbles in his bed, sometimes with blue eyes, and looked at his gentle father who smiled softly at him, and then looked at his father who was still awake.

...Continue to spit bubbles.

The young man with backache and backache opened his eyes and saw his son's lovely face that burst into the universe. He immediately ignored the reality and wanted to hug him.

"Hiss..." Muscle sour.

Twist a bit sour.

The culprit sat next to him beautifully, looking at him with a gentle expression: "Good morning, autumn and autumn."

"...Early." Wen Qiu waked up at this face, and there was no resentment.

I just woke up early in the morning and couldn't help contrasting.

It was thought that only the way of His Majesty Sand Eagles working to death would make people unable to get up, but did not expect to boil the frog in warm water with a gentle personality, and not to let it go.

After waiting for a while and seeing that the little partner had not gotten up, Feng Ting took the lead to lean down and kissed Wen Qiuxing's lips.

Then he turned his face and leaned his cheek closer to each other.

Facing this gentleman who exudes ‘Come and kiss me’ all over his body, Wen Qiuxing lifted his head and touched hard as he wished.

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Hugging our Will, we will merge in the next chapter and passionately seek nutrient solution! Woo woo me, right?

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