Can't be chased

Chapter 8 Pregnancy

Jiang Tang came to the house to look for Sheng Ming once. The two of them stayed in the study for less than 5 minutes. They didn't know what they said. Sheng Ming took him out directly. After a meal, only Sheng Ming came back. Own.

In the past, he was really dull about emotions, and he couldn't see some things if Jiangtang didn't express them clearly. Recently, Sheng Ming seems to have been opened up to receive emotional information. After returning from Jiangtang, he felt a little tricky in some actions. .

It didn't matter if he didn't know whether Jiangtang had feelings for him before, but now that he knew, he didn't want Jiangtang to say anything, and the most important thing was that he didn't want Anfan to know that it would cause him more trouble.

Jiangtang took a sip of wine in his mouth, and rolled it over the tip of his tongue before swallowing it. The whole mouth was full of acrid wine, burning all the way to his stomach.

But his face was very calm, even with a smile that was not a smile: "You also look at him too closely, what can I do to him?"

Sheng Ming drove here, he didn't drink alcohol, he only wanted a pot of tea.Jiang Tang caught a glimpse, clicked his tongue softly, stopped talking, and just drank in silence until his breath was slightly drunk.

He swung the transparent wine in the glass, feeling a little dazed: "Did you feel it?"

Sheng Ming hummed, and Jiang Tang raised his eyelids to look at him: "Then should I thank your family?"

Sheng Ming took a sip of tea and waited leisurely for him to continue.Jiang Tang was suddenly discouraged, and the sharp edges and corners on his body softened a little: "I didn't dare to say it before, I was afraid that I wouldn't even have friends if I said it, but Sheng Ming, I'm really not reconciled, I..."

Sheng Ming poured a cup of tea, pushed it to Jiang Tang's hand, and interrupted him: "Jiang Tang, I only regarded you as a friend in the past, and I will continue to do so in the future, so there is no need to cut off this road. Keep some words in your heart and It’s different to pick it out and say it.”

Jiang Tang stared at him blankly for a while.He was a little drunk, his eyes were half-closed, and they looked very deep in the dark of the light, as if going back to a long time ago.

He suddenly smiled, breaking the heavy atmosphere just now, and put the mask back on.

"I see." He picked up the cup and bumped it against Sheng Ming's teacup. It was a bit nondescript, but he didn't care.

The two of them drank wine and tea each, and those feelings that could not be expressed were broken into the water.

When they parted, Sheng Ming planned to send Jiangtang back, but he refused.

Jiang Tang raised his mobile phone to him: "Okay, don't worry about me, I'll ask someone to pick it up, and I'll drive to your place tomorrow."

Seeing his persistence, Sheng Ming agreed, and after saying goodbye, he walked towards the parking lot, when Jiangtang suddenly stopped him.

A warm, alcohol-smelling body came up from behind, and Sheng Ming just wanted to push him away, but Jiang Tang left immediately at the touch of a touch, and retreated voluntarily.

Jiang Tang laughed softly: "You just treat me as a drunk, just a hug from a good brother."

When Sheng Ming walked away and was about to turn the corner, Jiang Tang stood in place and waved briefly at his back: "Goodbye."

Goodbye, the love of his youth and the persistence he dared not speak for nearly ten years.

As soon as Sheng Ming opened the door, the light in the living room could not wait to pour out. An Fan was sitting on the sofa in the living room watching TV. It was still early, but he was a little sleepy, and he was confused by hugging the pillow.

Sheng Ming kept his movements light, and just as he was about to hug him in the past, An Fan grabbed him by the neck when he was caught off guard.

He closed his eyes and sniffed around Sheng Ming's neck like a small animal, very satisfied: "It seems that I didn't drink any alcohol today."

Sheng Ming picked him up and walked towards the bedroom. An Fan obediently leaned on his shoulder, and still reminded him: "The TV is still on."

Sheng Ming freed a hand to pat his buttocks, with a pun: "It's too strange to care."

An Fan's hands and feet were bare, and he was a little chilled by the cold air. Sheng Ming stuffed him directly under the blanket: "Then why have I never cared about you?"

An Fan didn't want to argue with the narrow-minded man, so he got out of bed and lay on the bed to watch him change his clothes: "Did you send Mr. Jiang back?"

Sheng Ming's shirt was half unbuttoned, and he looked back at him: "What's the matter?"

In fact, he wanted to say "Are you jealous?" But he gave up because he was not proficient in molesting. He just unbuttoned his shirt again, revealing more of his chest.

The hormones that Mr. Sheng released deliberately and invisible were not received by the person who should receive them. An Fan lowered his eyes, as if he suddenly became very interested in the patterns on the quilt.

Sheng Ming felt that no one would appreciate his beautiful body, and the male peacock opened his eyes in vain. He quickly took off his shirt and put on his home clothes, rather trying to hide it.

"Well, Mr. Jiang...do you like you?"

Sheng Ming finally got the desired step, and went down it neatly: "That happened many years ago, and we have made it clear tonight."

He waited for An Fan to continue asking, but who knew that the man just said "Oh" and ended the topic directly.

After An Fan was over, Sheng Ming felt even more insecure, so he simply said, "You don't have to worry about it."

An Fan looked at him in surprise, waved his hands again and again in case he misunderstood: "I'm fine."

Sheng Ming's face darkened immediately: "Jiangtang likes me, so you don't have any thoughts?"

An Fan didn't know what to say, and didn't want to make him angry, so he looked at his expression and said, "I...do I have any thoughts...?"

Sheng Ming rushed to his forehead in anger: "You are the mother of my future child, his father is about to be abducted by others, and you are still here asking what you think?"

An Fan was angrily yelled at by him, and tentatively said: "Can I be unhappy?"

Sheng Ming said coldly: "Yes."

An Fan stumbled and said, "I know there is nothing between you, but I still worry, can you guarantee that you are just friends?"

Sheng Ming suddenly felt that he might have some strange tendencies. He didn't ask for the trust that everyone liked, and he was extremely flattered that people questioned him with distrust here.

"Okay." He added, "We've always been just friends."

An Fan put his arms on his back tightly, hummed, and took the initiative to lift his upper body to kiss him.

He unlocked a new field. It turns out that he can also get involved in Sheng Ming's personal relationship issues, or be unhappy, and can ask him to be loyal for a certain period of time. An Fan wrote it down.

One rain and one cool, when the heat began to gradually recede from the ground, An Fan was found to be pregnant.

It was a routine inspection, and Song Li found out that something was wrong, that is to say, the child actually came earlier than they expected.

Song Li threw the result to Sheng Ming with a cold face. Sheng Ming took it and reacted for a full minute. Joy replaced the blankness and shock on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows. He pressed the corners of his mouth down. But it's completely useless, and it can't control it upwards.

He couldn't restrain himself any longer, he smiled brightly, and for a moment he lost his composure, went over to hug Anfan and kissed him hard on the face.

"Anfan, we are going to have a baby."

He stood up and walked around the room a few times, not knowing what to do for a while, then sat back next to An Fan, and finally shifted his gaze to An Fan's lower abdomen.

Those gazes were soft and cautious, as if they were afraid that they would scare the baby if they were too enthusiastic.

An Fan's hands were tightly clenched together under the quilt, trembling unceasingly, layer after layer of cold sweat broke out in his palms, and he forced them to separate abruptly, like old rotten wood, placed upright on the mattress , unable to move, could only tremble passively.

He pulled up the corner of his mouth and smiled with some difficulty, catering to Sheng Ming's joy.He had never seen such an unabashedly emotional Sheng Ming, like a child who was happy and angry, especially when he was happy, An Fan liked to see him like this.

Sheng Ming was so happy that he didn't pay much attention to An Fan's uncontrollable emotions, but Song Li noticed it.

He said coolly: "Not promising."

Sheng Ming was thrown cold water, but he was in a good mood and didn't intend to be as knowledgeable as Song Li, so he blocked his words directly.

Song Li didn't give up: "Straight men have cancer."

This sentence was a bit serious, Sheng Mingren was showing mercy once, but the second time being happy was not enough.

"Who are you talking about?"

"Who am I talking about, don't you know?"

"Song Li, you'd better find out who the employer is." Sheng Ming's brows turned cold, "Put yourself in position."

"Hey!" Song Li seemed to have heard some joke, and his expression became even more mocking, "If it wasn't for Anfan, how much do you think I want to work for you people?"

"Then you can go and try." Sheng Ming stood up. When he looked at people, he always had a condescending contempt, which was the arrogance cultivated by being in a superior position all the year round.

An Fan smiled apologetically at Song Li, and grabbed Sheng Ming's hand: "Sheng Ming, isn't it a happy day? Why are you arguing?"

Sheng Ming held his hand back and fell silent, and Song Li also folded his arms and turned his head, expressing the intention of a temporary truce.

"This child came earlier, and his health is not very good, and he will probably suffer more in the future." Song Li still couldn't help reminding after the flag died down.

He could see that An Fan didn't welcome the child like Sheng Ming did. He was afraid and just forced himself not to show it.Song Li has seen many pregnant women, first-time mothers, and those who gave birth to their second child, but Anfan has never resisted to the point of fear.

A strange sadness arose in his heart. Dr. Wu was a very old man, but he was very innocent. During the handover, he told him that they were a couple of the same sex/lover.He used the word "lover", but Song Li didn't believe it, especially after taking over Anfan.

It's just a rich man's game, tsk, these people have the same virtue.

After hearing his words, Sheng Ming calmed down a little, his joy and anger subsided, and he felt a little sorry rarely.

He held Anfan's hand: "Fanfan, do you want this child? Do you want to wait for the body..." His words were somewhat difficult.

Song Li really couldn't stand it any longer: "It's easy for you to say, the child is just a kitten and a dog who throws it around casually, so if I knew it, I wouldn't let the sperm go to my head and ignore it."

"Doctor Song, no one will treat you as dumb if you don't speak."

Seeing that the two of them were starting to quarrel again, An Fan interrupted hastily: "I feel fine, there's nothing wrong with me."

Sheng Ming waved his hand to let Song Li go out, and when the door closed, he buried his face in An Fan's hands.

"sorry."

An Fan's hand trembled, he put the other hand on Sheng Ming's head, and stroked his hair, Sheng Ming apologized to him coquettishly, this was a very novel experience.

"What's the matter? Don't we want a child a long time ago? It's been delayed long enough."

"That time again, I'm willing..."

It's true to say that, after Sheng Ming forced An Fan to stop the contraceptive pill, he paid attention to not ejaculating inside again, even if he didn't wear a condom, he would pull it out in time, only once.

That day Sheng Ming wanted to take Anfan out to play on a whim, and the two of them didn't go far, they were in the outer suburbs.

It was the first time the two of them had this kind of experience, An Fan was very happy and was very lively along the way.They set up a tent on the grass on a gentle slope, lingering under the starry sky, as if the sky was about to be crushed, and the whole world gently wrapped them in it.

The two were lingering longer and more emotionally than before. At the end, An Fan didn't let go of the hand around Sheng Ming's back, and Sheng Ming didn't pull it out. In the end, they reached perfection completely, together with the natural breeze.

An Fan laughed: "This is a child bestowed on us by nature."

Seeing that he didn't care much, Sheng Ming was relieved, and suddenly stopped, staring into An Fan's eyes and saying: "I'm not."

The nonsensical words confused An Fan, he saw Sheng Ming gritted his teeth and realized that what he said was the words Song Li scolded him before.

"Don't keep arguing with Dr. Song."

Sheng Ming's face rubbed against the palm of his hand, and An Fan's skin got goosebumps. The man with a cold face seemed to be acting like a baby, and the biggest feeling was that it was weird.

An Fan admired himself a little, he could see the cuteness in this weirdness, and his heart softened a little.

"What kind of bullshit straight male cancer!" Sheng Ming cursed through gritted teeth, and his voice dropped again, "I just want a child of ours, like you..."

An Fan didn't speak, staring at his pitch-black hair in a daze.