I heard that you also like pink frozen milk[Comprehensive]

Chapter 30 I Promised

This is the first time for the little guy to spend the night outside, and he looks very excited.I've been playing like crazy for a day, and I still look like I'm full of energy.

After playing video games for a whole afternoon, Arthit forbade him to play mobile games anymore, and he didn't make any noise. He just lay down beside the bed happily, pestering Arthit to tell him stories.

This kind of compulsory course for father and son every night is naturally not an excessive requirement.

When kongphop came out of the bathroom, he saw the picture of father and son whispering head to head.

He couldn't help but slow down as he wiped his hair.

He had fantasized about this picture countless times back then, but he never dared to think about it again in the past few years, and it would actually come true one day.

It is ridiculous to say that it is realized.

What lies next to Arthit now is the child he had with someone else, and has nothing to do with him.

Originally, every time he heard arthit mention his son, his heart felt like being surrounded by a group of ants and bitten, aching and irritable.

But now, looking at the weird look of this little one in front of his eyes, he couldn't make himself hate him.

Kaka still refused to sleep, but arthit's spirit went from a high degree of tension to a later relaxation, and after playing wildly with them in the game hall for so long, he was already showing signs of fatigue.

But he has been trying to tell stories to his son. Although there are no story books in the hotel, the father and son have told the story many times and listened to it many times. They are already familiar with the plots in it. Kaka also listened with gusto, and interacted with her father from time to time.

Kongphop frowned, reached out to turn off the dazzling headlight, replaced it with a bedside lamp, and walked over to lie on the other side of Kaka.

They lived in a big bed room, even if two big men slept together, they didn't feel crowded, but with such a small dot in the middle, the bed immediately seemed full and full.

Kongphop glanced at Arthit, who was so sleepy that his eyes were a little blurred, and stretched out his hand to embrace Kaka, letting him lay on his chest.

"It's bedtime, don't listen anymore." Kongphop said in a deep voice.

It's just that his voice is hoarse now, and it doesn't sound majestic.

Hearing the exciting part, kaka just stopped, struggling to get on top of him: "No, I want to listen to my father telling stories to sleep!"

It is not so easy for such a little kid to escape from the pressure of kongphop's arms.

Kaka struggled for a while, and finally Arthit felt distressed and couldn't stand it any longer, and whispered: "It's okay, he's been tired for a day, and he can fall asleep after listening to it for a long time."

Kongphop glanced at him with annoyance in his eyes.

The person I had always held in my hand and loved, now spoils others everywhere.

And this other person is still a brat that he can't beat or scold.

Kongphop was really angry, but he didn't even have a place to lose his temper.

He raised Kaka's small face and said coldly, "I'll tell you."

Kaka thought about it, then nodded reluctantly: "Okay! But I want to continue listening to the story of Kit and Sing, can you tell it?"

Kongphop let out a cold sigh, isn't it just telling a story, and it's not that difficult.

He opened his mouth and said, "There is a lion named kit..."

Kaka interrupted him excitedly: "Have you watched "Little Lion Kit" too?"

Kongphop paused, glanced at Arthit, and replied vaguely: "I... have seen the movie."

Arthit's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly remembered that the day we met him for the first time was in a movie theater.

That day was the first day of the release of the big movie "Little Lion Kit", and kongphop happened to show up in the movie theater with his wife and children.

At that time, I seemed to have asked him, and they were watching that one.

Then Arthit took his son and fled.

That was the first time kaka passed him by.

Thinking of this, the rich emotions that were originally filled in his heart were instantly washed away, and Arthit's chest was a little sour again.

Kongphop likes children so much, even if he can do this with his and "other women's" children, I'm afraid it's even worse for his own children.

He would also hold the child to his chest and patiently tell him bedtime stories until he fell asleep.

Thinking of this, the warm picture in front of me suddenly makes people feel doubly precious.

Arthit picked up the phone, pulled out the camera, and snapped a photo of the father and son facing each other.

The sound of the shutter made the two of them turn their heads together. When Kaka saw him holding up the phone, his face was full of excitement again: "Dad, show me!"

Arthit put away the phone carefully, and glared at him: "Listen to your story carefully, Dad is going to bed."

Kaka wrinkled his nose at him: "Daddy cheapskate!"

Having said that, but he was lying comfortably on kongphop's chest, but he didn't bother to crawl over to look at it, so he could only compromise and turn his head back with his chin resting on his hands.

"Big ugly, keep talking."

Hearing this address, Mr. Big Ugly couldn't help pinching his ears with little effort, and then he continued as he wished, "Then they saw a car on the road."

"What! That's a tank!" Kaka complained unceremoniously.

For this non-professional player, he seems to have always been a little disgusted.

"...So I got on the tank and prepared to continue to go deep into the grassland..."

If it wasn't for listening to him telling stories to kaka, arthit would not have known that kongphop's tone could still be so gentle.

Obviously this story was intended to hypnotize Kaka, but the first one to fall asleep in his hoarse voice was Arthit who had been lying beside him and listening quietly.

Listening to his steady breathing sound gradually, kongphop's voice became lower and lower.

Kaka's hand resting on his chin also slid down little by little with his lowering voice, and his face was directly pressed against his chest.

He is obviously very sleepy now, but he still doesn't want to fall asleep.

"Big ugly..." he muttered in a low voice.

Kongphop's storytelling voice paused.

"I'm listening to your heartbeat." Kaka muttered this sentence in a low voice, but there was also no movement.

But because of his childish words, kongphop felt an indescribable strangeness.

Realizing that he actually developed a kind of emotion called pity for this child, Kongphop couldn't help showing a wry smile at the corner of his mouth.

He's really out of his mind to like this evidence that Arthit betrayed him.

Although reason told him that he shouldn't be too kind to this child, he still let kaka lie on top of him for a long time, until he was really asleep, and then carefully carried him to the middle of the bed.

"Hmm... Dad..." Kaka murmured in his sleep, his little hands scratched in the air, and finally caught his clothes before calming down.

And the other person who was already asleep heard kaka's cry in the dream and stretched out his hand sensitively. I don't know if he was awakened or it was also out of sleep: "Good... Dad is..."

Arthit closed his eyes, and groped in the direction of kaka for a while, but unexpectedly found nothing.

Seeing that he was frowning, as if he wanted to wake up, kongphop quickly reached out and held him.

Arthit brought his hand to his cheek, stroked it lightly, and fell back into a deep sleep.

Seeing the quiet one big and one small beside him, Kongphop couldn't help but feel aggrieved in his heart.

Originally, they could really live together as a family of three like this.

But now he can count every moment he spends with Arthit.

It's like running a countdown stopwatch, and it will stop abruptly without knowing when.

The next day, all three of the family fell asleep until the alarm bell rang.

Kaka is a child, the first reaction to being quarreled is to close his eyes and wrinkle his nose into the arms of the people around him, and act like a baby in a daze: "Dad...turn it off..."

Kongphop hugged Xiaotuanzi in his arms, and his heart beat faster because of the shout.

He raised his face in bewilderment and looked at Arthit.

Arthit also had a strange expression on his face, but he quickly covered it up, reached out and slapped Kaka's butt: "Brat, you hugged the wrong person!"

Kaka raised her head, but still looked so cute that she was too sleepy to open her eyes.

Dazedly seeing who he was holding, he suddenly smiled without any intention, and there was a bit of shyness in his smile, which was very silly and cute: "The big ugly looks like dad... I thought it was dad. "

What he said made Arthit's heart skip a beat.

He hurriedly sat up, pulled kaka out of Kongphop's arms, who was a little dazed, and got off the bed in his arms: "Hurry up and wash up, and I will take you to kindergarten, if you are late, you will be late!"

Kaka looked back at kongphop full of expectation: "Can I not go to kindergarten today, I still want to play video games."

"No!" Arthit replied firmly.

Kaka pouted, but still refused to give up: "Then can I come and sleep with Big Chou tonight?"

"No way!" Arthit still showed no mercy.

After closing the bathroom door, Arthit squeezed the toothpaste and handed it to him. After hesitating for a while, he had no choice but to ask: "Kaka, when you get back, don't tell anyone about seeing the big ugly, okay?"

Kaka frowned strangely: "Why?"

In front of children, everything seems to have a valid reason.

Arthit pondered for a while, before continuing: "Because... Grandpa and grandma will be worried."

"Are you worried that the big ugly will really abduct me?" Kaka couldn't help laughing, "No, Dad, I lied to you at first."

Arthit smiled bitterly, and rubbed his head: "No, I'm afraid they will worry about me."

"...Why?" Kaka was even more curious.

Regarding lying in front of children, kaka has always avoided it as much as possible.Since he couldn't think of any good reason, he simply said bluntly: "You are still young, so I can't tell you."

"This is the reason again." Kaka pouted, it seems that Arthit usually fooled him like this.

"Please, please!" Arthit stayed with the two father and son for so long, and finally learned this skill of acting like a baby to save his life.

Kaka's eyeballs rolled a few times: "Okay, if you want me to keep it a secret, then...you have to bring me to find the big ugly often in the future!"

Arthit was taken aback.

Seeing his hesitation, Kaka seemed to be afraid that her threat would backfire, so she hurriedly added another sentence: "I will be obedient, and I won't tell anyone, not even Rome's godfather."

Among that group of people, Rome was his favorite. To be able to make such a guarantee can be said to be very determined.

"Dad promised to take you to the game hall three more times, okay?"

"With Big Chou?"

"……no."

"No! I'm coming here!"

Arthit looked at his stubborn little face, and there was some faint restlessness in his chest.

He couldn't help asking like a child, "Why?"

But kaka is this real kid, so he doesn't know why.

"I just want to see him! I want to see him every day!" A child's world has always been so pure, and all the attributives added are full of strong emotions.

Arthit felt hot in his heart, and quickly turned his head away.

"Are you okay, Dad?" Kaka was still asking.

Arthit gritted his teeth, but he couldn't say "no" firmly.

"He also has to work. If you keep coming, you will disturb him." He could only say tactfully.

"Then I can be obedient, or I can only come at night, as long as he tells me a story, I can fall asleep." Kaka's expression is very serious, as if he is sincerely thinking of countermeasures.

Having said so much, Arthit really couldn't spoil his interest anymore, so he could only find a way to perfunctory: "I'm going to be late soon, brush your teeth and wash your face, Dad will help you prepare your clothes."

Fortunately, I bought a set of clothes for the little guy on the way yesterday, otherwise I wouldn't even have to change my clothes today.

Kaka still persisted in asking: "Father, you haven't promised me yet!"

Arthit touched his nose and said vaguely, "Dad...discuss with him, and he will agree."

Kaka finally felt relieved, but just after swiping the toothbrush twice in his mouth, he couldn't help feeling a little uneasy: "Do you think the big ugly will agree? Does he hate me?"

Arthit patted his head, with a touch of emotion in his voice: "No, he likes you very much too."

So the kaka kid finally regained his vitality and hummed freely all morning.

However, before sending kaka to kindergarten, the family of three seemed to have disagreements again.

"I'll send kaka there first, and then come back to pick you up." arthit said to kongphop.

Kongphop and Kaka frowned together: "Why?"

Seeing the identical expressions of the father and son, Arthit cleared his throat guiltily: "There's no reason, it doesn't bother anyway."

"I don't have enough time, and I have to waste some on repeated journeys. Is that not troublesome?" Kongphop exposed him with a few simple words, "Aren't you afraid of being late?"

Arthit froze for a moment, then nodded in agreement: "You're right, I won't come back to pick you up, you can take a taxi yourself, see you at the company."

As he said that, he couldn't wait to push kaka to pass Mr. Kongphop and go out.

Then he was grabbed by kongphop.

Kongphop narrowed his eyes and looked at him coldly: "What are you afraid of? Can people in the kindergarten also see my relationship with you at a glance?"

Kaka asked curiously, "What's the relationship?"

Arthit covered Kaka's ears belatedly, and gave him an anxious look: "Hey!"

kongphop is still waiting for his answer.

Seeing his generous appearance, Arthit felt even more guilty.

Kaka took off his hand and shook it back and forth: "Let the big ugly see me off together, I want to separate from him later."

Arthit closed his eyes. In front of these two people, he seemed to have no other way out except compromise.

A few minutes later, in the car—

"Father is biased! Why do you only buy a hat and a mask for the big ugly, I want it too!" The child kaka sitting on the child seat was very angry.

Kongphop let out a cold groan, and the veins on the back of his hand holding the steering wheel popped.

Obviously, he was not very happy about this "preferential treatment".

Arthit lowered his head, not even daring to look at him in the rearview mirror, and only hurriedly said to the child: "I'll buy it for you next time, and go to school obediently."

"Hmph!" Kaka hugged her chest angrily and looked out the car window.

There were three people in the carriage, including himself, but now two of them were angry with him, Arthit couldn't help but feel a little headache.

He coaxed his son all the way in a good voice and kindly, and finally made him happy.

When he got to the kindergarten gate, arthit helped him unfasten the seat belt on the child seat, and kaka asked authentically, "Can you let the big ugly go down and see me off?"

"No!" Arthit tensed up.

The father and son looked at him together, one behind the other.

"In short...it's not possible, it's not possible." Arthit couldn't think of a suitable reason.

Kongphop's beautiful eyes, which were only exposed outside, suddenly narrowed, as if a huge storm was brewing.

"Oh, okay." Unexpectedly, Kaka would compromise this time.

He struggled to climb between the two front seats, pulled off Kongphop's mask, kissed him on the face, and said shyly, "Big ugly, wait until Dad asks you a question, you have to agree."

kongphop: "..."

The storm that hadn't been brewed by someone was completely extinguished like this inexplicably.

When he recalled it again, arthit had already gone down and handed the kaka to the teacher, and returned to the car.

This time, Arthit sat in the co-pilot.

He turned his head to look at the dazed kongphop, and stretched out his hand to pull back the half-drawn mask that kaka had just pulled off.

Kongphop's brows suddenly frowned again, and he snorted coldly: "Do you need to be so careful? I'm not a woman, and others won't think of your cheating."

Arthit can only be silent.

They don't think that I cheated, they only think that I may have a cuckold.He thought helplessly.

I don't know if it's because of kaka's sweetheart's generous and soft kiss in the morning, Mr. Kongphop's angry emotions can't be brewed to the point of furious anyway, and he just satirized these two sentences, and then stopped.

"What did the clown just ask me to promise you?" Kongphop asked.

It’s okay to call kaka that, and when he heard this name in his mouth, Arthit couldn’t help but have black lines all over his face: “What’s so ugly about my son?”

"Don't change the subject." Kongphop glanced at him while driving the car, "What did you promise me?"

That little thought was easily exposed, arthit could only clear his throat, and answered honestly: "He... said he wants to sleep with you again, kid, he always wants to come out, you don't have to. Take care of him."

Kongphop's heart moved, he took off the mask and hat, and threw them aside: "Yes, if he is still here, what should we do? Does the senior think the same?"

Arthit almost choked on his own saliva: "Hey!"

Kongphop licked the corners of his lips evilly at him: "I didn't expect the senior to be such a person. For his own needs, he would even go back on what he promised his son."

"Kongphop!" Arthit's face was already flushed by his words.

This unfounded charge actually made his face warm up for a while.

Kongphop suddenly stopped the car aside, then took off his seat belt, leaned over to him, grabbed his chin, and kissed him deeply.

Arthit was caught off guard and could only be kissed hard by him inside and out.

Finally, kongphop leaned against his forehead and said in a low voice: "This is for last night, and I won't bother with you for the rest."

Arthit was so nervous that his toes curled up: "What, what is last night's portion!"

Kongphop raised his eyebrows, "I want you to accompany me, I want you to accompany me to have sex/love, not to accompany you to watch the children, don't you understand?"

Arthit couldn't help but stare at him: "Hi!"

Kongphop sat back down again and fastened his seat belt: "So don't go to bed so early in the future, even if the clown is here, we can wait for him to fall asleep and go to the bathroom to do it. Otherwise, we owe everything, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it in the future."

"Kongphop!" Arthit interrupted him angrily.

Kongphop turned his head to look at him while restarting the car: "Or do you think it doesn't matter if you're in the room?"

"What are you talking about!" Arthit raised his fist.

"I'm talking." Kongphop turned to look at him, "I agree."