Chapter 60:

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The emperor's court was a genuine public figure. His name is like thunderous ears, resounding in the interior, but to be honest, there are very few photos of the emperor.
Even if there are, it is just a few distant scenes with blurred faces shot at the event.
Now, this high-quality, front-facing, filter-free, plain-faced photo of a royal husband, issued by Wen Qiuxing, is a very precious high-definition photo.
Wen Qiuxing is no exception, and he has not posted any photos online before.
Maybe many people who scolded him online had no idea what he looked like.
Recently, the royal family has happened one after another. This couple of royal husbands who like to do things have caused everyone's attention. As soon as the photos are sent out, the page views rise at a speed that scares people to death.
Some interstellar superstars, cosmic singers, who just happened to advertise and hit the list at this time can only admit that they are out of luck.
It's simply not enough to send a selfie of Her Majesty the Queen.
"I finally saw the group photo of the first family of the Empire, my God! It is worthy to be the two dads who can give birth to the beauty of His Royal Highness.
"When I saw the value of His Royal Highness, I already imagined that Her Majesty is not bad."
"It's an accident, Her Majesty the Queen is actually the kind of bad boy type with a strong atmosphere in the city."
"This picture broke my impression of His Majesty the King, because he smiled really charmingly."
"Today is also the day when weeping for someone's beautiful love."
What should you do after you send the photo, as if you were not influenced by your identity change, the person is still that person, and the mentality is still that mentality.
Because Wen Qiuxing had always been very open to such things as honor and wealth.
Those things are nothing but extra gains from loving someone.
But the people of the earth did not expect that the act of just taking a group photo would be approximately equal to the confession of love to him in the presence of His Majesty the King who has been neglected by him.
"..."
The young man who came back after washing, asked his man, with his black hair dripping: "Do you think it is not safe to continue living here?"
Is this still a question?
His Majesty opened his mouth habitually, trying to arrange the next trip, but glancing at the young man covered in water vapor, he froze back.
He likes to give orders, he snorted softly: "Do you want to return to the palace?"
Wen Qiuxing was silent for a moment and nodded, for the safety of the baby: "After all, the civilian area is a bit messy."
After the family of three was exposed, it was especially unsuitable to live here.
His majesty had just been confessed, and his mood was a little rippling. When he got this answer, his voice murmured low, and he looked at the messy bed.
After the close contact from Elio Manor, they returned to the civilian area to live as before, sleeping in separate rooms and sporadic kisses.
"I'm going to wash, you look at him." I didn't intend to be in this house with Wen Qiuxing's intimate blond man. He depressed his desire and got up and went to the bathroom.
Wen Qiuxing was not a dead person. He had long seen the state of His Majesty Sand Sculpture.
He has a rough personality like him. I didn't think that Feng Ting didn't want to sleep with him in this house. He just thought that Feng Ting distressed him not long after giving birth, so he endured it.
After the other party entered the bathroom, Wen Qiu sent a message to the doctor while looking at the cub and asked if he could be in the same room a month after giving birth.
The reply given by the doctor is very detailed. If it is a woman, it is not good for a month, and the third gender is fine.
The reason is that the physique of the third is stronger than that of women, and the difference in body structure.
However, the doctor recommends that you use your mouth to get the same satisfaction from your partner.
At night it was the king's turn to sleep with the cubs, and it was still early, so he pushed the crib into the guest room.
A picture of an evil, ruthless, tall, handsome man who is devoted to the child of the breast, can see the earth's heart pumping.
"Good night." Before Feng Ting closed, he said to Wen Qiuxing.
"Well." Wen Qiuxing stood up and went to the bathroom.
What, men and men need to be prepared to do things, this is a point that the grumpy brother has not been used to for a year, but he is lazy to death.
After others give birth, the figure will more or less be out of shape.
Wen Qiuxing did not.
He is young and has a particularly strong recovery ability.
A few days after I was hospitalized, I could still feel a little loose belly, but now I can’t see it. The young body in the mirror is well-proportioned, the skin is extreme, and when I am impatient but firmly prepare myself, there is a sense of contradiction.
"Ah, I'm really crazy..."
It’s been a long time since I’ve done this.
Wen Qiuxing supported the sink and looked up at the ceiling for a while.
A thin sweat bead could be seen, and a layer oozed out on his skin.
Ten minutes later, Wen Qiuxing walked to the door of the room with a strange expression on his face, and raised his hand to knock on the door.
If it weren’t for the only person in the house who could knock on the door, Wen Qiuxing, His Majesty the King wanted to scold, because he had just coaxed the little prince.
Hearing the knock on the door at this time, the other party opened his round eyes again.
The court, who had no time to think about it, found a pacifier and stuffed it into the baby's mouth.
Found that Feng Ting was holding the children to open the door, Wen Qiuxing propped the door frame ‘eh’, and said,
Have he not slept yet?

Then the father and son met each other, and he naturally reached out to pick up the baby: "Daddy hugs."
"Have you anything?" His Majesty's gaze glanced over the face of Little Sweetheart, and then stopped at the end of the red eyes.
Wen Qiuxing, who was holding the baby, greeted His Majesty Sand Sculpture with a puzzled look, and turned the baby in his arms: "Hush, wait until he sleeps."
His majesty Sand Eagle's eyes flashed, his thin lips suddenly squeezed.
If he guessed right, the young man who came to knock on the door late at night... is asking him for joy.
After the Feng Ting was happy, he said strugglingly: "I'll talk about it tomorrow."
"What?" Wen Qiuxing thought he had heard it wrong. Is this stupid like this: "What do you think I'm here to do with you?" He is also not ashamed: "When the son is asleep, let's get it."
"..." The blond man opened his mouth and felt his throat tighten.
"This little boy is really energetic." Wen Qiuxing walked in and twitched while leaning against the little baby: "It's all this point and I don't sleep."
His Majesty the King exhaled lightly, closed the door, and turned to look at his partner, whose skin was jade under the light.
The young man touched the face of His Royal Highness Crown Prince: "Look, what? Don't sleep yet? Prevent your dad from making you a younger brother."
The listening man's heart was full of fire. The balance that was still or not was swaying in his heart.
However, Little Sweetheart, like a fool at this time, has been talking to the baby, it is impossible to coax the baby.
His Majesty the King: "Can you be quieter?"
Earth Youth: "???
Facing Wen Qiuxing's unbelievable gaze, His Majesty the King picked up (robbed) the little baby who had flirted with meat and turned to quietly coax the baby to sleep.
Five minutes later, His Royal Highness the golden curly hair stopped the pacifier, and his blue eyes closed slowly, finally looking like he was going to sleep.
The fake father, who has rarely been His Royal Highness, has bowed his head and kissed the angel's forehead sincerely.
This move fell into Wen Qiuxing's eyes, making him tickle the corner of his mouth happily.
That's it, take it slowly step by step.
His Majesty made a secret move with his back on his back, and some uncomfortably took two steps away, until after confirming that the devil was really asleep, he carefully placed the other party in the crib.
After doing all this, he did not take the next step, still supporting the railing to watch the cub.
Earthlings waiting impatiently grabbed a pillow and smashed past: "Hey!"
The pillow was centered on the golden head of His Majesty the King.
Feng Ting: "Tell me tomorrow." He picked up the chubby printed pillow.
"What's the matter with you?" Wen Qiuxing was lying on a bed that was not very wide in his room, shirtless. "My clothes are all taken off, so would you tell me this?"
"I'm not in a mood today." The king grabbed the corner of the pillow, feeling less than one-tenth of Wen Qiuqiu.
"I believe you're talking." Wen Qiuqiu's voice was close to the king, and by the way, he grabbed the evidence: "Are you upset?"
"..." Suddenly caught by the key king, he suddenly showed a colorful expression!
Wen Qiuxing relaxed him and said, "Lao Tzu is not a roundworm in your stomach. You have something to talk about.
"Okay." The emperor's face was straight and firm: "This is your marriage room with him."
With a slap in the head, "Marry your first marriage!"
His Majesty the King retracted his neck: "..."
His Majesty watched his partner stop talking.
"You say one more thing, Lao Tzu hit your head against the wall, believe it or not?" Wen Qiuxing said, slender five fingers stuck into the thick blond hair of the king.
The house is quiet like a chicken.
"Come here." In response to this action, the grumpy brother grabbed His Majesty Sand Sculpture to the bedside before releasing him.
In view of Wen Qiuqiu's warning, the court did not speak.
"Lying down." Wen Qiuxing lay down with an unreasonable man.
In order not to disturb the cubs, he pulled up the quilt and covered them tightly.
All actions were carried out quietly under the quilt.
But after a while, Wen Qiuxing couldn't bear to stick out his wet head, because the air quality inside was too bad, it was all the smell of salted fish.
The unique breath of His Majesty Sand Sculpture and the smell of men's sweat is a disaster.
However, if you don't cover the quilt, you can't control the sound of Jing Tianxiang.
"Let's go out..." Wen Qiuqiu asked the king's arm with tears in his eyes.
At first, the man who didn't seem to hear it came to an end, and then picked up Wen Qiuqiu out of the room where his son was sleeping.
I thought the renewal site would be the earth youth in the bedroom, but found that I landed on the sofa in the living room.
"amount……"
The single sofa can only be said to be very sad.
But men at this time don't care about these, as long as...
After tossing around the sofa in the living room, after midnight, a fair-skinned blond man took Wen Qiuqiu back to the room where the baby was resting.
The two silent people, with their arms touching their arms, felt the intimacy of everything in silence.
Even if you don't speak, you can feel that each other cares.
"No." Wen Qiuxing suddenly got up from the bed and said to the court: "Do you have emergency contraception?"
Five seconds after staring at each other, His Majesty the King rolled over and got up, quickly picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on, and hurried downstairs to buy medicine for his partner.
"Hey?" Wen Qiuxing wanted to tell Ya, it would be fine to go the next day!
Unfortunately, the sand sculpture has already flown out.
"What's the matter?" The fair-haired blond man flew back in a hurry.
"..." Wen Qiu woke up and said: "Buy two late-night snacks and come back with two cans of low-concentration wine."
The man came in to kiss him and flew out in a hurry.
The earth touched his lips, and suddenly there was a... strange feeling in his heart.
It's hard to say specifically, he just did a very impulsive thing-aimlessly playing video for His Majesty Sand Eagle.
The court connected to the partner's communication: "Say, what else to eat?"
The video background is about outside the community, and the street is still bright.
"No." Wen Qiuxing wiped his face and leaned on the head of the bed to look at him: "Will this affect your walking?"
The man questioned immediately raised his eyebrows, and his professional knowledge was insulted.
"No," he answered.
"... Then go like this." Wen Qiuxing said.
The atmosphere was silent for a moment.
"..." Suddenly the corner of the blond man's mouth rose wildly, and then turned into a clear and audible chuckle, which appeared extremely unreal on the empty street.
"You are in love with me." Feng Ting looked at Wen Qiuxing and said, "Wen Qiuqiu."
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I'm less sorry today, see you tomorrow
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