that nice ex boyfriend

Song Xiyan closed the door in a happy mood, and went back to hug her daughter and continue combing.Halfway through the movie, his joyful and excited mood calmed down a little. After he restrained his smile, he realized that he might have really been tricked.

He did not call Liang Xiaofei just to ask for Zheng Yelu's cell phone number.Liang Xiaofei's guess was correct, he just wanted to use Liang Xiaofei's bond to let Zheng Yelu know that he regretted it, and then let Zheng Yelu take the initiative to contact him.After all, he can't let go of his airs and take the initiative to contact Zheng Yelu, because once he takes the initiative, he will be passive in the future.

I just didn't expect that Zheng Yelu would take the initiative to do this.

He originally thought that even if he didn't get back together with Zheng Yelu now, he would definitely not break up with him completely.So he came up with such a trick to lure Zheng Yelu to contact him first, and then he apologized to the donkey down the slope, and then kept in touch first, and then slowly settled the accounts.

Unexpectedly, this guy directly came to the door, pushing the relationship between the two to an ambiguous height.This height is well chosen, it will not touch the most sensitive core issue between them at present, and it will not make them continue to be alienated. Besides, Song Xiyan himself said about the gun|friends.In the end, it wasn't him who fell down the donkey, but Zheng Yelu, the bad guy.

However, Zheng Yelu's move undoubtedly prepared a step for both of them.One of them went up, the other went down, and when they got a little closer to each other, the space belonging to both of them suddenly became much wider, and it was no longer as tense as before. When getting along, even the air they breathed through their noses seemed cramped.

Song Xiyan collected the strings of stray hairs, and couldn't watch the movie anymore, so he leaned on the sofa and wandered away.Zheng Yelu suddenly became his friend, and will live in his house soon, it seems that the guy still wants to be a long-term stable one.With such a relationship, it's not easy to settle accounts, so it's hard to deal with him.

When the sunset filled half the sky, the doorbell rang again.There was another movie on the LCD TV. In order to adjust his mood, Song Xiyan watched a comedy.He leaned forward and back with Chuan Chuan laughing in his arms, and when he got up to open the door, he looked back and laughed as he walked.

As soon as the door opened, Zheng naturally saw a smiling Song Xiyan with a flushed face.For a while, I had a beautiful yearning for my future life.

Unexpectedly, when Song Xiyan saw him, his face suddenly became serious, "Here we come." Song Xiyan moved aside, invited Zheng Ziran and his luggage in, then pointed to a certain room and said, "You will live in that room from now on. "

If Zheng Ziran remembered correctly, that room was not the one he walked out of that day.In other words, that wasn't Song Xiyan's bedroom, and Song Xiyan didn't plan to live with him.Zheng Ziran regained his composure, changed his slippers nimbly, then pulled his suitcase and went to Song Xiyan's room in his memory.

"Where are you going? Not that one." Song Xiyan grabbed Zheng Ziran's coat from behind.

Zheng Ranran stopped in his tracks, and told him in a very reasonable and serious manner: "We are sex... We are living together, not co-renting, and it is not a pure relationship. Why can't I share a room with you?"

This makes sense.Song Xiyan, who lifted a rock and shot himself in the foot, let go of him.

Zheng Ziran put his luggage in, but before he put it away, he hurriedly took off his coat and came out.Just as Song Xiyan was about to enter the bedroom to make an appointment with him for three chapters, he almost bumped into him head-on, "What are you in a hurry for?"

"It's getting dark, it's time to cook." Zheng Ziran said.

Song Xiyan: "..." Do Pao|You still have to work part-time as a chef these days?Is the person getting into character too quickly?

Zheng Ziran left him with a back view of rolling up his sleeves as he walked.

The kitchen has everything and the fridge is well stocked.This was beyond Zheng Ziran's expectation.When they were together back then, Song Xiyan had never touched the spring water with his ten fingers, and he could only wash the dishes twice a week on average.Among them were Zheng Ziran's doting on him, and Song Xiyan's own reasons.He is probably not a man who belongs to the kitchen. When we first lived together, he tried no less than ten times, but unfortunately all ended in failure.

But looking at the appearance of his kitchen now, the pots and pans have traces of frequent use. It is a kitchen that only a family-oriented man can have.Song Xiyan was able to cook, and Zheng Ziran didn't know what it was like for a while.

Feeling the feeling in his heart, he took out a few ingredients and started preparing dinner.Gradually, looking at the ingredients packed in his hands, he actually felt a little taste of the home he and Song Xiyan hadn't seen for a long time.

Zheng Ziran knew in his heart that Song Xiyan's feelings for him had not changed, but he still had resentment towards him, and this anger would not dissipate easily.After all, when Song Xiyan loved him the most, he resolutely left him alone.No matter what the reason was, no matter who he was doing for the good at that time, he was sorry for Song Xiyan.

This sorry, apology is useless.There was no bloody misunderstanding between them, and an apology and an explanation would not be enough to clear up the previous suspicions.Before he left, he kept apologizing to Song Xiyan, but it was useless, and it is still useless now.He could only beg for nothing like this, relying on Song Xiyan still loving him, and shamelessly moved to the nearest place beside Song Xiyan, bit by bit to wear off Song Xiyan's resentment towards him.

Maybe one day, when he has tortured Song Xiyan until he loses his temper and is willing to calm down, Song Xiyan will let him go and put a boyfriend's hat on his head casually.

Soon, the kitchen was surrounded by the aroma of food.Zheng Ranran has been in a foreign country for the past seven years, and he rarely eats Chinese food, but his craftsmanship has not been neglected.Three dishes and one soup, full of color and aroma, Song Xiyan's stomach grumbled when he smelled the aroma.Chuan Chuan was one step faster than him, and had already rushed to the kitchen.

Song Xiyan looked at his daughter's back and felt that Zheng Ziran's appearance had shaken his position in Chuan Chuan's heart.I'm a little upset.

The rice for Chuan Chuan is made separately, Zheng Ziran helped it pack the dinner, leaned out of the kitchen and asked Song Xiyan, "Xi Yan, where does Chuan Chuan eat?" When asking, Chuan Chuan followed his lap, shaking Tail looked up at his big rice bowl.

Song Xiyan pointed to the side of the dining table, "There."

"Okay." Zheng Ziran led Chuan Chuan over, interacting with Chuan Chuan while walking, talking and laughing with each other, Song Xiyan didn't feel very good.

During the meal, Zheng Ziran saw that Song Xiyan was not in high spirits, and thought it was because of his poor craftsmanship, "What's the matter, isn't it delicious?"

"No, it's pretty good." Song Xiyan told the truth, then glanced at the girl who was concentrating on eating, and asked intentionally or unintentionally: "You and Chuan Chuan seem to get along well?" It was the same when Zheng Ziran was in the pet hospital. Once I went to see Chuan Chuan, I got along very well with it.Chuan Chuan was not so close to others before.

"Probably because he was born to follow his mother? His mother listened to me the most."

As soon as these words came out, Song Xiyan had an epiphany.If it followed its mother, there would be nothing to worry about, as long as Zheng Yelu was not as attractive as him to Chuan Chuan, it would be fine.Just when I was in a better mood, I heard Zheng Ziran say to Chuan Chuan: "Granddaughter, eat slowly, the food will fall out."

Song Xiyan: "..." She seemed to be a junior, "You call her granddaughter?"

"Didn't it belong to my girl?"

"It's true, but you're taking advantage of me by calling it that." Song Xiyan emphasized, "I call it a girl."

Zheng Ziran immediately changed his words: "Then I will also be called a girl from now on."

"Don't." Song Xiyan said, "You can call her sister."

"..." Zheng Ziran was silent for a moment, gaining some status for himself, "Let's call it Chuan Chuan."

Song Xiyan's mood suddenly improved, and he ate too much. In the end, there was nothing left in the three dishes and one soup.He was a little stuffed and was sleepy. After sitting for a while after eating, he brushed his teeth and washed his face before going to bed.

Zheng Ziran followed him into the room.Song Xiyan was stuck in the middle of changing his pajamas, except for his underwear, only the pajamas were stuck into one sleeve.He turned his body and blocked Zheng Ziran's sight.Little did they know that just now Zheng Ziran had seen all his frontal views, and after such a turn, Zheng Ziran had successfully seen all his backsides, which can be described as an eye addiction.

Zheng, who took advantage of it, didn't make a sound, turned around and went into the bathroom.After a while, Song Xiyan lay down on the bed, Zheng Ziran came out with a footbath, and said to him, "Don't sleep yet, get up and soak your feet."

"I just took a shower this afternoon and washed my feet." Song Xiyan said without moving.

"Your hands and feet tend to get cold when you sleep, and you can soak your feet to keep you warm." Zheng Ziran insisted, and already began to lift Song Xiyan's quilt.

"How do you know?" He didn't do this before.I don't know if it's because a person kicks off the quilt after sleeping alone and no one cares. He often wakes up in the morning to find that his hands and feet are cold.

Zheng Ziran pulled Song Xiyan up and sat on the edge of the bed, put the footbath away, and sat in front of him with a small stool, "I accidentally touched your feet that morning, it was so cold that I had goosebumps on my legs. "

With this posture, it was obvious that he had to do it himself.Song Xiyan shrank his feet back, "Get up, what are you doing?"

"Just let me go clubbing." Zheng Ziran sat in front of Song Xiyan with his long legs bent, looking up at him with a sincere expression.

Being looked at by him like this, Song Xiyan actually saw a trace of pleading and grievance in his eyes.Isn't it just soaking his feet, what a big deal, why do you still make it feel like you are bullying him if you don't let him soak?Song Xiyan said helplessly, "All right, you can go clubbing."

Zheng Ziran's expression brightened instantly.

He lowered his head and rolled up Song Xiyan's trousers, and put his feet into the footbath. Zheng Ziran turned his gaze upwards, and saw a slight mark on Song Xiyan's knee, like a bruise that was about to disappear. "Why did you fall on your knee? Be careful when you walk in the future." He reminded him naturally.

As soon as he finished speaking, when he looked up, he saw Song Xiyan looking at him with a blank expression, no, to be precise, he was hiding anger and looking at him with a slightly sullen face. Zheng Ziran's heart skipped a beat, "What's wrong?"

"What's the matter?" Song Xiyan opened his mouth and activated the taunting mode, "You are so forgetful. The last time we two had sex after drinking, you tossed me for half a night, and finally took me to take a shower afterwards, and the sex suddenly became sexual. , Fei dragged me to do it again in the bathtub." He moved his knees, "Did you see? It took ten days to go away."

They hurt their knees, and Zheng naturally knew what posture they were using just by thinking about it with the strands of his hair.For a moment, that picture flooded into his mind, and he couldn't restrain himself a little. Zheng Ziran only felt that the fresh blood pumped from his heart began to move up and down separately.He was suddenly miserable, and he would not have asked if he had known.

In order to ease his physical embarrassment, Zheng Ziran forced himself to divert his attention and concentrate on soaking Song Xiyan's feet.

"Hey, I'll just soak it, why are you pinching me all the time?" After a while, Song Xiyan looked at Zheng Ziran who was pinching his feet, and couldn't help but ask.Just pinch it, and pinch the soles of his feet all the time, making him itchy, but he can only suppress his smile.

"Is it itchy?" Zheng Ziran raised his head and saw that Song Xiyan's face was a little red, he was afraid he was holding back a smile, "Laugh if it's itchy, don't hold back. There are many acupoints on the soles of your feet, I'll squeeze them for you, it will make you feel more comfortable."

It is impossible to laugh, Song Xiyan said to himself.He was sitting on the bed, his friend was pinching his feet, what did he laugh about?Like flirting.So he continued to bear it, even with a gradually rising desire, until his toes almost curled up into hooks.It made Zheng Ziran's heart itch, and the impulse that had been suppressed with all his efforts became irritable again.

As the water temperature gradually dropped, Zheng Ziran wiped Song Xiyan's feet and got up to pour water.Soaking feet is really helpful. Song Xiyan's hands and feet became warm at this moment. He lifted the quilt and got in, his whole body was warm, and he soon felt sleepy.

There was the sound of pattering water in the bathroom, so Zheng should be taking a bath.After lying down for a long time, Song Xiyan's consciousness began to blur.After a while, it seemed that he heard the sound of opening the door, and then it seemed that someone got into bed and whispered something in his ear.

In the haze, something came over and rubbed against his body, he pushed it away with one hand, and muttered: "Girl, don't make trouble."

"..." Unfortunately, Zheng Ziran, who had changed species, lowered his seniority, and changed his gender, stopped his movements, collected his mood, and rubbed up again.

Song Xiyan couldn't bear the disturbance, so he opened his eyes.The hair on the head in front of me is black, not the white hair of my daughter.He suddenly remembered that Zheng Yelu wanted to sleep in the same bed as him.The sleepy bug disappeared in an instant.

He was wearing two pieces of pajamas. At this time, the buttons of his top were fully unbuttoned, revealing his white chest.Song Xiyan sat up, didn't care about his clothes, and confronted Zheng Ranran very openly, "What are you doing?"

"Fulfill your obligations." Zheng Ziran said.

It was the first time I heard someone talk about being a hooligan with such a sense of responsibility. Song Xiyan paused before recovering his voice: "Are you asking me if I agree with you?"

He originally wanted to give Zheng Ziran a bad impression, so that he would not dream of climbing the bed casually in the future, but he saw Zheng Ziran nodding his head just after asking, "I asked, and you agreed."

Nonsense.Song Xiyan sneered: "Why don't I remember?"

"I'm afraid you won't remember, so I'll write it down for you." Zheng Ziran said, reaching for the phone on the bedside table.Seeing this move, Song Xiyan probably guessed how he wrote it down.

Sure enough, after Zheng Ziran turned it on and tapped it a few times, the voices of the two of them were released.

Zheng Ziran: "Xiyan, I want to have sex with you, is that okay?"

Song Xiyan: "Yes."

Uh shit!Song Xiyan grabbed his phone and deleted the recording.Zheng naturally didn't stop him, and sat cross-legged opposite him, watching him calmly.After he finished deleting, he asked, "Do you remember?"

Song Xiyan really remembered that he asked this question when he was half asleep and half awake, and when he heard Zheng Ziran's voice, he subconsciously agreed.

The scene was a bit embarrassing.Zheng Ziran, who was on the opposite side, was still staring at him, as if he was a disgusting bastard who wouldn't recognize anyone when he put on his pants.Song Xiyan's eyes wandered. In fact, it's not that he didn't want to do it. He had already reacted when Zheng Ziran pinched his feet.He purposely continued to hold back for another half a minute, pretending to find his conscience in Zheng Ranran's resentful eyes, and said seemingly embarrassed: "Then since I promised, let's... just do it."

There was such a fuss in the front, but when it came time to really start doing it, Zheng Ziran used an almost pious attitude.He carefully took off Song Xiyan's clothes, first kissed his bruised knee a few times, and said, "I won't use that position from now on."

Song Xiyan, who originally thought the atmosphere was too warm, picked up a pillow and threw it over, "Stop talking nonsense, love sex, don't fuck."

Of course Zheng loves to do it.Except for the accident last time, they hadn't touched each other for seven years. The first time they met, they felt both familiar and strange.

The two of them spent a long time together in Wushan, when Song Xiyan suddenly commented: "Well... your skills have deteriorated."

Zheng Ziran apologized very much for this: "Sorry, I haven't practiced for a long time, just wait until I practice again."

"Who do you want to practice with?"

"You, aren't you practicing right now?"

"roll!"

The next morning, Song Xiyan, who was 29 years old, had a sore back and a sore back. Zheng Ziran was stared at several times and asked Ying to massage his waist.

Song Xiyan was lying on the bed, feeling refreshed by the pressure.While drowsy, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he remembered what he accidentally ignored last night.Would it be so painful for a normal person to ask for sex that he would record it with his mobile phone?

Was tricked again.Thinking, he slowly turned his head.

The author has something to say:

The thick-skinned author is so cute and rolls around, asking for the column to be accepted and pre-accepted O(∩_∩)O～

The next book will be "Sand Sculpture Wife Online "Rebirth"", the title copy has just been revised two days ago, if you are interested, please collect it~