Little President ABO

Chapter 100 Hug Him

The movie played silently, and Jiang Sulu picked out a comedy film at random. The characters' exaggerated movements and expressions, and the rapid scene changes brought about strong color changes.Once the comedy does not have the same exaggerated background sound effects as an auxiliary means, the characters will look very naive and funny, very sad, like animals that are locked in a circus and roar hard but cannot make a sound.

Jiang Sulu lowered her head, her gaze fell on the crossed fingers, one hand was constantly picking at the flying barbs on the other hand.

Cheng Fan followed him and sat down. It was obviously the house he had lived in for a long time, but now he felt a strong sense of strangeness.Although at that time he had already started to prepare the things needed by the newborn, the imaginary baby was still very different from the situation that had already arrived. There were baby supplies everywhere, and his sense of presence surpassed everyone else.

But at least, Jiang Sulu acted calmly and let himself in.

"Why are you still up so late?"

"I slept during the day, but I can't sleep now." Jiang Sulu glanced at the crib in the bedroom again, and the child was still soundly asleep.

"The child is asleep and is in the room. Go and see him."

"Lighten up."

Jiang Sulu didn't say anything, and just mentioned the child when he opened his mouth. Cheng Hui knew that he must have thought that he came back to look after the child.But he wasn't. Compared with the child, he wanted to see Jiang Sulu more, and felt more guilty about Jiang Sulu.For children, Cheng Hui still has no real feelings.

"I'm back." Cheng Fan lightly pressed his hand on Jiang Sulu's shoulder.He came back, ready to take his due responsibilities, even if he was reluctant, he forced himself to be a father.

Under the palm of Jiang Sulu's thin shoulders trembled slightly.The barb on his hand also accidentally tore into the flesh. It hurt a lot, but he didn't show it. Instead, he squeezed his fingers into the palm of the other hand.

"If you're not in a hurry, you can wait until the child wakes up to watch. In half an hour, he should wake up."

"I'm not leaving." Cheng Fan's hand resting on Jiang Sulu's shoulder slid down his arm, holding Jiang Sulu's hands with one hand.

Cheng Fan was a little anxious and excited, which made his voice tremble a little: "I'm sorry."

"Can you still forgive me?"

Jiang Sulu's held hand subconsciously wanted to shrink back, but was held tightly by Cheng Fan. His breathing was a little short, and he could hear the "hissing" sound when he inhaled heavily when he lowered his head.

"You don't need to apologize. The child is the result of my own assertion. You have done nothing wrong."

"Then..." In order to get closer to Jiang Sulu, Cheng Hui sat on the sofa with his back hooked down, looking a bit embarrassed, "Can you still accept me?"

Jiang Sulu didn't move, didn't speak, even the heavy breathing just now was still.

Cheng Hui knew that even if it was his own decision, as Jiang Sulu said, Cheng Hui's evasion must have dealt him a big blow, and he might need some time to think about the answer to this question.The reason is clear, but such silence is still irritating.Jiang Sulu seemed to be in a trance, until the end of the movie, he still remained motionless, not so much thinking, more like being in a daze.

"Jiang……"

Cheng Fan was about to ask questions, when the children in the room suddenly groaned a few times, and the prelude to crying sounded.

Reflexively, Jiang Sulu immediately stood up and walked in quickly: "The child is awake, I'll go and see first."

Cheng Fan then stood up and followed in.

Jiang Nianyue twisted her body on the small bed, the corners of her mouth were turned down, just when she was about to burst into tears and ready to go, Jiang Sulu skillfully picked him up and hugged him in her arms.Sitting on the edge of the bed, he quickly untied his belt, stuffed his mouth that was curled up and was about to cry, and patted softly while comforting him.Before the child could realize the reason for crying, he had already eaten the milk. The previous dissatisfaction disappeared, and the released hand stopped dancing. It was squeezed into a small fist and placed on the mother's chest. The lips sucked rhythmically. There, a half circle of milky white liquid overflowed.

Cheng Fan was stunned, he couldn't describe the feeling at that time, a strong indescribable emotion knocked him down, made him unable to move or speak, made his nose sore, his eye sockets tingling, and he just wanted to cry.

Jiang Sulu accurately and mechanically did the movements that he had to repeat many times a day, and because of Cheng Hui's question just now, his mind went blank for a moment. When the child calmed down, he seemed to finally regain his sanity and looked up at Cheng Hui.Then he realized that he was feeding the child in front of Cheng Hui, his cheeks flushed quickly, he hurriedly pulled his clothes to cover his chest, and turned sideways in a hurry.

"You go out first."

"Okay, okay, I'll go out first, don't be in a hurry, take your time... slowly feed..."

Cheng Hui spoke incoherently, flustered, and was so nervous that he walked out of the room, walked to the sofa, and only remembered to come back and close the door for Jiang Sulu.

He squatted down along the closed door, holding his head with his hands, and his newly cut hairstyle was messed up by him on the way from downtown.His heart was beating so fast and aching that he could only rest on his knees, he was surrounded by an emotion of happiness and pain, and suddenly realized that his life so far was pale and meaningless, neither Happiness, never experienced happiness.He seems to be unrestrained and disdainful, but in fact it is just to cover up his cowardice and timidity.Those who don't want to give will never gain.

Jiang Sulu opened the door with the child in his arms, was startled when he saw Cheng Fan squatting in front of him, and quickly took a step back.

Cheng Fan also quickly stood up.

"Why are you squatting at the door?"

Cheng Fan didn't know how to answer, so he stroked his hair in embarrassment: "It's nothing."

Jiang Sulu didn't ask any further questions, but instead focused on the child: "His name is Jiang Nianyue, my father's name, and my surname is Jiang."

"Grandpa's name is also very good."

Jiang Sulu walked towards the living room, and Cheng Hui followed him.Walking to the sofa, Jiang Sulu asked again: "Do you want to hug him?"

"Hold, hug." Cheng Hui looked down at Jiang Nianyue, the child was full and was in his mother's arms again, very quiet.When he just woke up and was in high spirits, he opened a pair of big and bright eyes to look at Cheng Hui curiously, and his lips moved, spitting out some milky white saliva bubbles.

"Sit down and I'll put him in your arms."

Cheng Hui sat down, and Jiang Sulu asked him to support his arms a little more. Jiang Sulu put the child in his arms, and let the child's head rest on his arm.Cheng Fan didn't dare to move, and the muscles in his arms swelled up, touching the soft and warm yet small and fragile body of the child.

The child left Jiang Sulu's arms, but his eyes followed him all the time. It was not until Jiang Sulu sat down next to him that the child could not turn his neck, and finally believed that his mother had given him to someone else. With a twist of his mouth, he was about to cry.

Cheng Fan was a little flustered, he lifted the child up, as if he was going to return it to Jiang Sulu, and said anxiously, "He's going to cry."

Jiang Sulu pressed the child on the body, gently pushed him back into Cheng Hui's arms, and patted the child lightly, the voice coaxing the child was like a feather, so soft, so soft.

"Baby don't cry, he is your father, and mother is also with you." Jiang Sulu said and stretched out the other hand, let the child pinch a finger of him, and leaned forward until his face appeared on the child's face. Within sight, the child really quieted down.

"He is a bit crying, and he cried endlessly when I was not around. He is more sensitive than ordinary children." Jiang Sulu said to Cheng Fan, with a slightly apologetic tone in his tone.

Cheng Fan held the child carefully, not daring to move, for fear that he would accidentally damage this fragile and small life.

His heart constricted, his throat tightened, and the sore nose rushed straight to the top of his head again.Cheng Fan looked down at the child, but couldn't say anything. After a long time, he said, "Thank you for your hard work."

"Usually I can't do it right next to him. I have to hug him, but he lets you hug him." Jiang Sulu smiled gratifiedly. Sure enough, the child can feel everything.

The child settled down in Cheng Hui's arms, and his tense muscles relaxed a little. He almost looked at the child with loving eyes: "He is very cute, with eyes like yours."

As he spoke, he glanced at Jiang Sulu, and when Jiang Sulu met his eyes, he lowered his head again.

"Jiang……"

The child was fine just now, but suddenly he became restless again, wanting to cry or not.

"Give it to me, he is sleepy."

Jiang Sulu took the child over, stood up and walked around the room, and began to coax him to sleep.As the child gradually quieted down and was about to fall asleep, Jiang Sulu walked to the bedroom.

Cheng Hui hesitated for a long time, and finally asked: "Can I stay?"

Jiang Sulu's footsteps paused, and after a long time, he just let out a "hmm", entered the room and closed the door behind him.

A simple wardrobe was added next to the sofa, Cheng Fan opened it, and sure enough it was full of his clothes.He took his clothes to wash, and gently opened the bedroom door after finishing.

The fence of the crib is automatically raised and lowered, and the fence on the side of the bed is lowered. The crib and the bed are connected together, and only one piece protrudes.Jiang Sulu fell asleep leaning against the bed, sideways facing the side of the crib, with one hand still on the child.There was one bedside lamp on the other side, and the light was dimmed, which made Cheng Hui feel a little more relaxed.

Just now he said to stay, Jiang Sulu agreed, but he didn't know if Jiang Sulu really understood what he meant, because this house has only one bedroom, and there are still two single sofas in the living room that cannot sleep.Now it seems that Jiang Sulu understood what he meant and left a lamp for him.

Cheng Hui walked over gently, he thought Jiang Sulu had fallen asleep, but he patted the child lightly again with his hand.He tiptoed into bed, lay down on his side, and turned off the light.

Only then did Cheng Hui realize how wide the bed he had made was too wide. Even if two people slept together, as long as they leaned to one side, there was an arm's length gap in between, and they would never touch each other.However, in the dark night, the breath and smell of the other party lingered on the tip of the nose. From the dim light and shadow, one could see Jiang Sulu's bulging and thin back under the quilt, making one want to hold him in his arms.

Cheng Hui stretched his hand forward, and rolled his fingers back before touching it.Someone who could be touched just by stretching out his fingers, but from the motionless back, Cheng Fan knew that this was a silent rejection.

He called softly: "Jiang Sulu."

The other party seemed to be in a deep sleep, breathing evenly, and did not answer him.

Cheng Huihui retracted his arm, facing the back of Jiang Sulu's head from a distance of this person, and closed his eyes with a sense of soreness.