Chapter 11: Sleeping in the same bed, cuddling and squeezing faces

Chapter Eleven:

Qing Ling a mouthful of rice almost stuck in the throat, did not think, do not think, do not ask!

Chen Yu watched as he suddenly coughed and smoothly patted his back and handed him a glass of water.

"There's no rush, let's wait until later, we both can't have children anyway, so let's adopt one when the time comes."

Qing Ling: ......

Qing Ling silently touched his belly, he just don't understand, he crossed over and also looked carefully to make sure he is a pure man, how can he give birth?

Where is this child carried? Is there a womb in his belly?

Qing Ling thought it was too scary, he wasn't a scientist, he wanted to dissect himself to see!

Mother Yu nodded in agreement.

After eating, Mother Yu talked to them for a while and went to bed.

Qing Ling also went upstairs with Chen Yu and took out the clothes from the suitcase.

"It seems like my uncles and uncles are coming tomorrow." Chen Yu suddenly said, "I'll tell you in advance, so don't be surprised then."

Qing Ling doesn't understand, "What are they doing here? You told them to come."

"Of course not, they were going to ask my parents out and my parents refused, saying we were both coming back today, and when they heard that, they made a scene and said they were coming too, that they were coming to see us, mostly you of course."

Qing Ling: ......

"Why do I feel like a monkey at the zoo?"

Chen Yu smiled, "Don't worry, my uncles and aunts are nice and have even prepared a red envelope for you."

"Big?" Qing Ling wondered.

Chen Yu: ......

"Is that how you get to the point?"

Qing Ling is frank, "Is there anything more important in this world than money?"

Chen Yu: ......

"No, except for gold." Qing Ling gave the standard answer.

Chen Yu: ......

Chen Yu once again felt that Qing Ling really did like his money.

That night, the two took an early shower, changed into pajamas and lay down on the bed.

Before going to sleep, Qing Ling still didn't forget to move to the side of the bed, patting the empty quilt to warn Chen Yu , "Each sleeps on his own, don't come near me."

Chen Yu leaned back and sat on the other side of the bed to read a book, sniffing the words without lifting his eyelids, he asked him in return, "Do you think that I have the intention of wanting to be close to you?"

There really doesn't seem to be one.

Qing Ling laid down peacefully under the covers and turned on her side, looking at Chen Yu.

Chen Yu was looked at by him for a while, and finally couldn't help but raise his head and ask him, "Is something wrong?"

"No."

"Then you keep staring at me."

"It's just a matter of nourishing the mind before going to sleep." Qing Ling said, "You don't have to mind me, I look at you as if you were a peony flower, a role."

Chen Yu: ......

Chen Yu closed the book in his hand in silence and turned off the bedside lamp, "Sleep."

Qing Ling saw the lights go out and had no choice but to close her eyes and go to sleep.

Chen Yu is accustomed to working, and wakes up at 7 o'clock in a hazy manner under the effect of the biological clock.

He was about to get up when he realized that he seemed to be being held and was somewhat immobilized.

Chen Yu opened his eyes and saw Qing Ling, who had been on the other side of the bed last night, running into his arms.

Head at the side of his neck, hands around his waist.

Chen Yu simply do not know what to say, who is last night before going to bed also said "each sleep separately, do not come near me".

It ended up running into his arms before the night was out.

That's all, and you have the nerve to say you want to divorce him?

Desire to escape.

Chen Yu looked at the person in his arms and shook his head, lifting the quilt upwards over Qing Ling.

That sleep, it's almost like a child.

He raised his arms to get up, but as soon as he did, he heard Qing Ling whisper with a sleepy voice, "Baby stop it."

Chen Yu: ......

Chen Yu looked at his eyes did not even open, a look of not yet awake, always felt that he said this sentence also seems too natural, as if ...... he used to say this often.

He narrowed his eyes and asked in a low voice, "Who am I?"

Qing Ling ignored him.

Chen Yu moves his arm again, trying to draw it out.

Qing Ling was annoyed by his actions and held his hand, lifting it up to his mouth and kissing it, coaxing in a manner that was obviously still awake, "Little fish, good boy."

Chen Yu: ......

Chen Yu simply doesn't know what he is feeling right now.

He watched as Qing Ling finished her sentence, held his hand, and fell asleep again, smiling helplessly.

Never mind, it's good to know whose arms you're in, so sleep on it.

Chen Yu thought so and simply closed his eyes as well, intending to sleep for a while longer.

It was after eight when Qing Ling finally woke up.

He opened his eyes in a daze and saw Chen Yu in front of his eyes.

Qing Ling froze and looked behind Chen Yu, then behind herself.

As much as he didn't want to admit it, it did seem like he was actively rubbing people the wrong way.

With that in mind, he wanted to step back, only to move and realize that he was still holding Chen Yu's hand.

Qing Ling instantly loosened her grip and withdrew her hand.

Oh, my God, I'm scared to death.

However, Qing Ling soon thought that shaking hands wouldn't make her pregnant, so what was there to be afraid of?

As he thought so, he couldn't help but stare at Chen Yu twice.

Beauty is something that you really don't get tired of looking at all the time!

Especially if you wake up with such a special person lying next to you, it's a great day that starts with the opening of your eyes.

Qing Ling watched quietly for a while, and then couldn't help but hold onto the hand she had just loosened.

Anyway, you won't get pregnant by shaking hands, and it's a ready-made bargain, so take it or leave it.

Alas, it would have been better if Chen Yu was a sufferer, wee thought, even if he was a scum sufferer, he wasn't afraid of himself, but it turned out that he was an attacker.

Attacks would be awful, especially ones that can impregnate people and give birth to children, just awful!

It's too abusive to sleep with a beautiful woman at your side, but you can't sleep yourself.

Qing Ling couldn't help but sigh, wishing that in this world, there could be a sufferer more to his liking than Chen Yu.

He shook Chen Yu's hand for a while, and when he saw that Chen Yu seemed to be waking up soon, he let go and retreated back to where he had slept last night.

Chen Yu woke up and saw him rejoining the bed, and guessed that he should have woken up once during the time he slept back to sleep.

He looked at his watch and saw that it was already eight-forty, got out of bed and went to the bathroom to briefly wash up.

Qing Ling sat up while he went into the bathroom to wash up, pretending she had just woken up.

"Awake?" Chen Yu asked as he exited the bathroom and saw him sitting up.

Qing Ling nodded, "You're up quite early."

That's before your time, Chen Yu thought, otherwise how could I find out your little trick of trying to escape.

"Go wash up when you're awake and come downstairs for dinner later."

Qing Ling responded, lifting the covers and getting out of bed.

As they passed each other, Chen Yu deliberately said, "Did you sleep well last night?"

Qing Ling: ......

Qing Ling doesn't change her face, "It's okay, how about you?"

"It's not so bad, I just had a dream that I went swimming and there was an octopus, presumably spermatized, picking at me and not letting go."

Qing Ling: ......

Qing Ling smiled slightly, "Then he might be salivating at your beauty and wanting to snatch you back to be Lady Pressure Sea."

"Then I guess I'll have to make him into an octopus ball first."

Qing Ling: ......

"I'm craving takoyaki." He opened his mouth.

"You just got up."

"So I'm hungry." Qing Ling rationalized, "Breakfast has to be good, can we have takoyaki for breakfast?"

"Thinking about what." Chen Yu felt that he was really thinking one thing at a time, "Breakfast should all be ready already, go wash up quickly, I'll wait for you."

Qing Ling let out an "oh" and went into the bathroom and started to wash her face and brush her teeth.

At around 2:00 pm, Chen Yu's uncles and aunts came one after another, along with Chen Yu's younger siblings and aunt.

Four children, one boy and three girls, two of the three girls are twins.

Chen Yu first took him to meet the elders before introducing him to the brats in front of him, "The little boy is Le Le, the twin with straight hair is sister Huan Huan, the one with curly hair is sister Xin Xin, and the one who looks a bit quieter is Yue Yue."

Qing Ling laughed, "All of your children's nicknames sound very festive."

"It just happened to come together."

"And what are you?" Qing Ling asked him, "Mornings? It sounds different from their painting style."

Chen Yu was speechless, "I'm a dozen years older than them, I can still draw the same style as them."

"You just don't have to call it Morn, you just have to call it Discovery, Pleasure's Discovery."

"Then you can too," Chen Yu looked at him, "Don't call Qing Qing call Qing Qing, the celebratory Qing."

Qing Ling laughed instantly, "Baby you've got a sense of humor."

"Not as humorous as you."

"That's right." Qing Ling is not modest, "My humor is natural."

Chen Yu : "...... You're shameless."

"What's the use of being bashful?" Qing Ling asked him rhetorically, "Can shame be eaten? It's not like noodles."

Chen Yu: ......

Chen Yu raised his hand and pinched his face, wanting to see just how thick his skin was.

It was only when I pinched it in my hand that I realized that Qing Ling's skin was quite tender, and it was soft and overly delicate when I pinched it.

Like melted butter.

It feels quite good in the hand.

Qing Ling thought he would just squeeze a little bit, but she never thought he would not let go.

Qing Ling could only helplessly remind, "Baby, even if my face is good enough to pinch, it's just a face, not playdough, not for you to pinch and play with."

Chen Yu smiled at that and let go of his hand, just to see a red patch on Qing Ling's fair face.

Like swooshing rouge.

It's also like a late afternoon sunset after a snowfall.

With a point of voluptuousness to provoke the eyes.

Chen Yu unconsciously flexed his fingers and touched that piece of red.

Qing Ling doesn't understand and frowns.

"Does it hurt?" Chen Yu saw him frown and thought that she had just pinched him.