I'm Afraid I'm Now a Salted Fish

Chi Song stood where he was, looking straight at Song Zhihuai's direction.

After a while, he turned and left.

Song Zhihuai understood, and stepped forward to follow.

Chi Song lowered his head, walked quickly with his long legs, and walked to a small KTV. He turned in, walked to the front desk, and asked in a low voice, "Is there a small bag?"

The girl at the front desk was playing with her mobile phone and replied without looking up: "Yes. It costs 30 yuan an hour."

Chi Song took out his wallet and said, "It will take two hours."

The little waiter at the side led Chi Song to the box, and asked by the way, "Is that the only one for you?"

Chi Song tucked up his mask, and said in a muffled voice: "...Two....There is another gentleman who will come soon, surnamed Song."

The little brother glanced at Chi Song and understood: "Okay."

After about 5 minutes, Song Zhihuai was brought into the box by the younger brother.

The music was playing in the box, but the lights were off.

As soon as the box door was closed, Song Zhihuai was pushed against the door by a dark shadow, blocking the viewing window installed on the door.

Chi Song, who took off his mask, quickly pushed Song Zhihuai's glasses to the top of his head, and kissed him directly on tiptoe.

In the past, Chi Song was very obedient when he kissed, his little tongue always stayed in his mouth well-behaved, just waiting for Song Zhihuai to tease out the soft thing patiently.

This time, he seemed to be suffocated, and within a while, Song Zhihuai felt his dry lips being prodded by the tip of a dishonest little tongue.

Song Zhihuai's head buzzed, he grabbed Chi Song's wrist tightly, turned over, and pressed him against the wall.

Song Zhihuai locked Chi Song's wrists tightly, holding them above his head, unable to move.

Chi Song had nowhere to escape, shrouded in the shadow of Song Zhihuai's height, he closed his eyes instinctively, then mustered up his courage, opened them, and looked straight at Song Zhihuai.

"To Huai..."

Song Zhihuai kissed him directly, biting his lips violently.

Chi Song felt pain, fear, and a little bit of excitement, so he prolonged his voice and hummed softly: "Mmm——"

In the dizziness, Chi Song felt that Song Zhihuai's hand pushed aside his windbreaker and put it on the button of his shirt.

He wanted to say "no", but what he said was quite different from what he imagined.

"...Zhi Huai, don't talk... Untie, untie."

Before Song Zhihuai's eyes could adapt to the darkness, he was heated up by Chi Song's subdued hum. His fingers pressed against the buttonhole of Chi Song's second button, trying to release the round button from it.

When his fingertips brushed Chi Song's beautifully shaped collarbone, Song Zhihuai was so excited that his whole body trembled.

However, since Chi Song hadn't ordered a song since he came in, the standby music was playing in the small KTV box all the time.

When the two were panting against the wall, a voice suddenly came from the TV: "...Reject pornography, refuse gambling, refuse pornography.gambling.drugs."

Chi Song: "..."

Song Zhihuai: "..."

The two of them burst out laughing, so happy that they couldn't get hard anymore.

Song Zhihuai let go of Chi Song, the back of his finger slowly slid across Chi Song's cheek, moved to his chin, and then hooked provocatively: "...I'll do you tonight."

Thinking of his anxious reaction just now, Chi Song was so ashamed that he lowered his head and remained silent.

Song Zhihuai thought of something, reached out and touched Chi Song's underside.

Chi Song had no choice but to stand upright when he was caught upright, holding his legs together, like a high school student caught by the dean of his puppy love.

Touching the wetness of his hand, Song Zhihuai was annoyed and funny: "You are too sensitive."

Chi Song bowed his head and silently drew circles with his toes, complaining, "It's not been too long since I saw you."

... Song Zhihuai's heart was about to melt.

Chi Song, who was like a puppy, was comforted by Mr. Song on his lap for a long time before he recovered.

He asked, "Why are you here?"

Song Zhihuai randomly chose a romance movie on the song-ordering machine, let it play, and caressed Chi Song's waist with both hands: "I can't help it, who told my wife to miss me?"

Chi Song struggled weakly: "...Don't touch it randomly."

Song Zhihuai smiled, reached out and pressed Chi Song's head down, and rubbed his forehead against his forehead: "I lied to you, I missed you."

After a while, he was surprised again: "Daughter-in-law, you are really sensitive."

Chi Song said aggrievedly: "...I told you not to touch it."

Song Zhihuai smiled.

Well, well, my pot, my pot.

After helping Chi Song clean up briefly, the two walked out of the KTV.

It was almost dark.

The two pretended not to be familiar with each other and walked one after the other.

Walking to a roadside stall selling teppanyaki, Chi Song was a little hungry, so he stopped and said to the boss, "I want a potato pancake."

As soon as he stopped, Song Zhihuai followed.

Song Zhihuai stood beside the teppanyaki and asked the boss, "Is this delicious?"

The boss replied: "It's delicious, why isn't it delicious?"

Song Zhihuai asked: "What is this?"

The boss pointed to Chi Song: "Potato cakes. This gentleman wants it."

Song Zhihuai nodded and said, "Then I want the same one as him."

After finishing speaking, he turned his face to the side and smiled at Chi Song.

Under the warm orange light of the roadside stall, the tips of Chi Song's ears were unnaturally red, which made Song Zhihuai want to pinch him.

...It must be very soft and hot, and it feels super good.

Chi Song took his own potato cakes and left first, but his pace was very slow. After making sure that Song Zhihuai also took his potato cakes and followed, he took a step forward and walked forward.

Ever since he was surrounded by passers-by on the side of the road for his autograph last time, Chi Song has learned to be good. He finally has the consciousness of being a celebrity, and he knows how to cover up when he travels.

However, the worst thing is that he can no longer hold hands with Song Zhihuai.

It makes me sad to think about it.

While waiting for the red light, Chi Song stopped, and found that the man walked up to him with a cup of hot drink in his hand, looked ahead, and stuffed the hot drink into Chi Song's palm very naturally.

Song Zhihuai whispered: "Eat salty, drink some milk to suppress."

When the red light came on, it was still Chi Song who left first, with Song Zhihuai at the rear.

Holding the milk, Chi Song felt that his whole body was blooming one by one.

No matter when he turned his head, Song Zhihuai would follow him 20 meters away, not far or near, and would never leave.

Chi Song felt that the two of them were having an affair, and the exciting feeling made him feel feverish.

In order to calm down, Chi Song took a sip of the milk that Song Zhihuai handed over, but it seemed like he had taken a big sip of wine.

Under the neon lights, Song Zhihuai's shadow is everywhere.

After pressing the road until after nine o'clock, the number of pedestrians on the road gradually decreased, and the square was full of middle-aged women who came out to play with their children.

Chi Song was getting a little tired from walking, thinking about whether to go back, when the phone in his pocket buzzed and vibrated.

He took out his mobile phone, and it showed a WeChat message from Song Zhihuai.

Chi Song didn't dare to look back, and quickly clicked on the message.

"Handsome guy, I have a room at XX Hotel, do you want an appointment?"

Chi Song squeezed the phone, smirked twice, and then looked back.

Song Zhihuai stood under a street lamp not far away, holding a room card in his mouth, and raised an eyebrow at Chi Song ambiguously.

Chi Song touched his heart and thought, no, Mr. Song is so charming.

So he took a taxi and said to the driver, "Go to XX Hotel."

Chi Song was originally a young man, full of energy, and he had not seen Song Zhihuai for a long time. He asked for it several times while weeping, which made Song Zhihuai feel very distressed. He stroked his sweaty hair and said : "Or I'll stay here for a few more days."

Chi Song said obediently: "No, you still have a job."

Song Zhihuai pinched his nose: "...Speak the truth. Do you want your husband to stay with you?"

Chi Song blushed, and replied honestly, "I want to."

Song Zhihuai rolled away, pushed Chi Song to the upper position, supported his waist, and said with a smile: "Since my wife asks, I'll do what I can, and just stay for a few more days."

Chi Song was so happy that he wanted to take off on the spot. He was so excited that he sat a little hard.

By the time he realized something was wrong, his body could no longer keep its balance.

He supported the bed with his arms in panic, and shouted to Song Zhihuai: "Legs, legs are weak, I can't kneel..."

Song Zhihuai hugged the frightened Chi Song into his arms, bit his ear tenderly, and said, "Good boy, my husband loves you."

Chi Song blurted out: "Lily, it's not good for us to do this."

Song Zhihuai: "..."

The scene was extremely embarrassing for a while.

Chi Song choked up, and hurriedly explained: "I'm talking about lines, some lines in "Starlight"... Cai Qingqing has a line of 'My husband loves you', and I just answered it..."

In "Bright Star", the screenwriters of the second season and the first season are different. The screenwriters of the first season obviously prefer the heroine of the white lotus, while the screenwriters of the second season prefer to be hurt by men, and then transform into a long, dying woman. The reborn female royal sister.

The CP of Chi Song and Cai Qingqing is a typical example of strong women and weak men.

The female man Cai Qingqing was also able to find herself in this drama, playing on the spot and teasing Chi Song in a variety of ways. As for Xue Yunyang played by Chi Song, after winning the favor of the goddess, she has a little low self-esteem and is quite loyal.

Chi Song also didn't expect that his lines were too proficient, and when Song Zhihuai said this, he hit it off right away.

... When the daughter-in-law was creating a harmonious society with herself, she actually called someone else's name.

Song Zhihuai was greatly hurt in his heart, refused to accept the explanation, and ate Chi Song again.

Because of his guilt, Chi Song didn't resist, so that when he got out of bed, his legs were so weak that he couldn't stand up. Without Song Zhihuai holding him, he couldn't even walk to the bathroom.

After the impulse passed, Song Zhihuai also regretted it, pinched Chi Song's soft face, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Chi Song shook his hands and tried to help his waist, but grinned in pain before he touched it.

But in order to avoid Song Zhihuai's worry, Chi Song snuggled into his arms and said weakly: "Tomorrow happens to be filming a scene where I'm sick...It's good to be weak, naturally."

Song Zhihuai: "..."

Song Zhihuai announced that there was nothing he could do with this drama.

After washing Chi Song white, Chi Song shrank under the quilt, exhausted, and struggled to set an alarm.

He hummed sleepily: "...I want to get up at five o'clock..."

Song Zhihuai laughed, and took his mobile phone: "I'll order it for you."

After setting up, Chi Song said vaguely again: "I haven't given Yingjun dinner yet...I'm going back to feed..."

Song Zhihuai was sure that his little daughter-in-law was too tired to move, so he gently kissed the top of his hair, and said, "Don't make trouble. You have a good rest. I'll send you a WeChat message and ask someone to go and feed you, no It's over."

Chi Song squinted his eyes and thought for a long time before burying his face in the quilt, and said sleepily: "Then tell Zhirong...he has fed the cat food, so he knows where the cat food is..."

After Song Zhihuai said "um", he realized belatedly that Chi Song had just mentioned a great name.

"... Chi Song, who are you talking about?"