I married a bamboo horse

"You...your relatives are still here, right?" Wen Youxing hesitated at the gate of Song's house. The fact just now was too embarrassing, "Sooner or later, we will get married." Song Ziqian said gently, letting Wen Youxing Tapped lightly on the shoulder.

Sooner or later he will get married, and sooner or later he will have to face his seven aunts and eight aunts. It's just a matter of time. Thinking of this Wen Youxing's little face can't help but turn red.

"Aren't uncle and aunt at home?" Wen Youxing saw that the house was empty, leaving only a lamp in the living room, "My parents are going to my grandmother's house today." Song Ziqian went straight to the kitchen.

He bought the lobster in the morning, and he planned to fry it for Wen Youxing himself, but he didn't expect an accident, but fortunately, this accident was a good one.

"Then Yuxuan went too?" Although Wen Youxing didn't know how to cook, he was a top-notch striker, "Isn't your grandma's house quite far away?"

"Yuxuan went out to play with his classmates." Song Ziqian grabbed his hand, "Don't do it, be careful of stabbing your hand." He hugged Wen Youxing and sat on the table. Wen Youxing was not used to it, twisted his waist and thought down.

"It's not good to sit on the table." With Song Ziqian tightly hugging his waist, Wen Youxing couldn't get off at all, so he could only protest in a low voice, "There is no one at home, sit here and wait for me."

I don't know if it's because he just expressed his feelings, but Wen Youxing was very obedient. He sat obediently on the table, watching Song Ziqian washing the lobster seriously, "That's great." Looking at the generous and straight back, Wen You Star couldn't help sighing.

Fortunately, it was not too late, he belonged to him, he jumped off the table and hugged Song Ziqian from behind, Song Ziqian became a little stiff instantly, "Song Ziqian, you have waited for me for so long, it's hard work." Wen Youxing's tone was gentle, Song Ziqian felt itchy when he heard it.

"Damn." Song Ziqian thought to himself, "Go and wait for me obediently." He resisted the urge to rub Wen Youxing into his body, and drove Wen Youxing aside to wait.

But tonight Wen Youxing was very clingy, even though he said yes verbally, he still didn't let go of Song Ziqian's waist, "Do you still want to eat lobster tonight?" Song Ziqian sighed softly in a faint tone asked.

"I think so." Wen Youxing replied without hesitation, "If you want to, just sit on the sofa or sit there and wait for me." Song Ziqian pointed to the sofa and then to the dining table in front of him.

Wen Youxing wanted to refuse, Song Ziqian saw that he didn't want to leave, so he put his hand in front of his crotch, Wen Youxing was startled, and ran away quickly before Song Ziqian could speak.

Song Ziqian chuckled, turned around and went to wash the lobster cheerfully.

"Yuxuan, do you want a cocktail?" Song Yuxuan and his friend came to the bar and sat in front of the bar. The friend asked him if he wanted a cocktail, "I'll just have some drinks." He shook the Sprite in his hand to his friend, He didn't really want to come, but he had nowhere to go.

Song Yuxuan sat at the bar for a long time, felt bored, and was about to say hello to his classmates and leave, when a drunken man supported him, bent over and retched there.

"You..." He was about to push this person away, but found that he seemed to be an acquaintance, "Are you a friend of Brother You Xing?" Cong Ke looked up at him, and he recognized him almost immediately. Cong Ke is good-looking, let's go He can be easily recognized in the crowd, not to mention Song Yuxuan and Cong Ke have been together day and night.

Cong Ke raised his head and glanced at Song Yuxuan. He didn't remember Song Yuxuan. At that time, he only had Wen Youxing in his eyes, "You...you're drunk, I'll take you home." Song Yuxuan looked Cong Ke walked crookedly, supported him and said.

He greeted his friend, and he helped Cong Ke to wait for a taxi by the side of the road. Cong Ke didn't know how to drink, and vomited to death as soon as he walked out of the bar, "Drink water?" He just grabbed a bottle of water, and I'm afraid that Cong Ke will feel sick to his stomach.

Cong Ke took a sip of water, "Thank you." He felt much better after vomiting something, and the blurry image in front of him became clear. He vaguely remembered that Song Yuxuan seemed to have mentioned Wen Youxing's name just now, so he asked, " Do you know Xiao Youxing?"