Old Gong is 12 years younger than me

Xiao Ke stood up from the sofa:

"I……"

Before he could say anything, Jiang Yubie turned around and went back to the room. When he came out a few seconds later, he was already wearing a blue nightgown.

"Why are you here?" Jiang Yubie took two steps forward and stopped at the entrance of the living room. It seemed that he only noticed the changes in the room at this time. After scanning around, he looked at Xiao Ke: "Did you clean it up?"

After waking up, Jiang Yubie can no longer find the obedient appearance he had when he was drunk, and his whole body is surrounded by a layer of indifference, which will not make people feel rude, but it is definitely not related to kindness. Xiao Ke can feel that Jiang Yubie A little unhappy, and instinctively a little unhappy.

That kind of mood is like a child who helps his parents with housework and expects to be praised, but is taught by his parents why you don't spend the time on study.

"Well, can't you?"

Jiang Yubie was silent for a few seconds because of the obvious displeasure, and said lightly, "Thank you."

The content was to thank you, but the tone made people unable to hear any sincerity. Xiao Ke gritted his teeth and walked towards the door without saying a word. without replying:

"There is the breakfast I made on the table. If you are not used to eating it, just throw it away. Also, I'm sorry for staying here without my consent."

Xiao Ke's apology stunned Jiang and Bie. Before he could react, Xiao Ke had already opened the door and went out. Jiang and Bie stood there for a few seconds before remembering what Xiao Ke said just now. There are seven or eight kinds, and I don't know what time it started.

Jiang and Bie's few confidants began to stir again at this moment. Xiao Ke was just a child. He saw that he was drunk and sent him home. I owed Xiao Ke, but even Jiang Yubie felt that his thanks just now were perfunctory and insincere, and even put on a bad face to make Xiao Ke apologize to him.

What's the matter? !

Jiang Yubie took his mobile phone and called Song Yi.

It was less than seven o'clock, and Song Yi hadn't gotten up at all, and the voice of answering the phone was still weak: "You better have something important to say."

Jiang Yubie sat down in the restaurant and took a sip of the preserved egg and lean meat porridge in front of him, raising his eyebrows appreciatively:

"I remembered that Xiao Ke hasn't had dinner together since he came to Beicheng. After all, he is your half son. Let's arrange a time when you come back."

"Okay." Song Yi replied in a daze, and when he was about to hang up the phone, he realized something: "Why did you suddenly have this awareness? You don't really like Xiao Ke, do you? Let me tell you that Jiang Yu Don't, Xiao Ke is my half son, you can't be such a grandson!"

Jiang Yubie took another bite of the crisp and delicious Pai Cucumber, and said to Song Yi, "Go to sleep!"

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Xiao Ke could feel Jiang Yubie's rejection of him appearing on his territory, so he was quite surprised when he received a call from Song Yi saying that Jiang Yubie wanted to invite him to dinner:

"you sure?"

"Why am I not sure?" Song Yi said with a smile, "I'm not too old to even understand a sentence, am I?"

Xiao Ke didn't speak any more, but felt that the matter was still suspicious. It wasn't until Song Yi sent the time and place of the meal that Xiao Ke felt it was somewhat real, but he didn't particularly take it to heart. A freshman, besides working part-time, he was also very busy with his studies. .

On the day of the meal, when Xiao Ke arrived at the appointed place, Jiang Yubie and Song Yi had already arrived. Song Yi had called Xiao Ke in advance and wanted to pick it up on the way, but Xiao Ke refused. He was just an ordinary college student, and Song Yi's sporty sports car really doesn't fit well.

But Song Yi and his car are also not compatible. Just as he was puzzled by Jiang Yubie and his living environment, Xiao Ke also wondered why Song Yi Le Zhongyu wanted to dress himself as a five or sixty-year-old retired man. grandfather.

The white overalls vest and big pants on his body really don't match this luxuriously decorated hotel.

But this is Song Yi's freedom, Xiao Ke has no right to comment.

"Uncle Song." Xiao Ke and Song Yi greeted each other, and the uncle also shouted smoothly, but when he looked at Jiang Yu, he suddenly stopped talking. He couldn't say "Uncle Jiang", Jiang Yu, don't look at Xiao Ke, also found it very interesting:

"What? I'm only one year younger than Song Yi, so I'm not qualified enough for you to call me uncle?"

Xiao Ke looked at Jiang Yubie and didn't speak. It stands to reason that Jiang Yubie was 12 years older than him. It wouldn't be a disadvantage if he yelled 'Uncle Jiang', but Xiao Ke couldn't yell, so he didn't know if they were together. The way of meeting at the beginning was not right, which caused everything after that to be distorted.

"What are you calling uncle?" Song Yi made a rescue: "With your looks, calling me brother is enough. Come to Xiao Ke, ignore him, and sit down to eat."

Jiang Yubie laughed and scolded him, "Don't take advantage of me."

Xiao Ke was pushed on the chair by Song Yi, and Jiang Yubie didn't care about it any more, it was just a title, it didn't matter.

Jiang and Bie were doing well today, and even the usual alienation was reduced a bit, especially when talking with Song Yi, the whole person revealed a kind of leisurely laziness. A tabby cat.

Their personalities are also very similar, they don't like to be touched by others, and they can put up their whole body's defenses when they are touched.

Song Yi also just came back from Tianjin today, and after a few words with Xiao Ke, he returned to the unfinished topic of He Jiang and goodbye:

"Then the last meal was for nothing?"

"It's not free. I called Sun Dao afterwards and made an appointment for another time."

"Well, that's fine." Song Yi replied, "If that cheating bastard really messes things up, I'll really be at odds with him."

The first time I heard Song Yi swearing, Xiao Ke couldn't help but look up at him, Jiang Yubie noticed it and smiled: "Be careful, don't swear in front of children."

Song Yi patted his mouth lightly twice, and smiled at Xiao Ke:

"Don't imitate me. Uncle, I'm just in a hurry. I'm usually very gentle."

Xiao Ke nodded: "Well, I didn't learn swearing from you."

Song Yi and Jiang Yubie were stunned for a moment, probably thinking of the appearance of Xiao Ke's invincible bully a year ago, they looked at each other and were silent.

Indeed, Xiao Ke's swear words did not learn from Song Yi, and Song Yi couldn't learn Xiao Ke's swear words either.

The atmosphere fell into a strange embarrassment. Fortunately, the waiter came in to order at this time and broke the situation.

Every time Jiang Yubie ordered a dish, Song Yi rejected one:

"Did I tell you not to eat spicy food? Can your stomach withstand your tossing? Today you are here to pay, not to eat, why can't you find your seat, waiter, give him a bowl Porridge will do."

"Okay, I'm not that delicate." Jiang Yubie still wanted to struggle, but when he saw Song Yi's eyes, he gave up and could only give up and said, "Then don't eat porridge, it tastes good Is it alright?"

Song Yi nodded: "Then let's have preserved egg and lean meat porridge."

Xiao Ke's attention was attracted by them, he glanced at Jiang Yubie, opened his mouth a few times before choking out a sentence:

"uncomfortable?"

Just as Jiang and Bie Xiaoxiao were about to answer, Song Yi preempted him: "It's okay, I can't die, it's an old problem, it's like this when you drink, don't worry."

Xiao Ke wanted to say something in his heart, and he should say something. After all, he owed Jiang Yu other money, and it was only natural to say something that made him pay attention to his body. He couldn't let people misunderstand that he was expecting him to die. I really wanted to lose the money, but after trying several times, Xiao Ke still found it difficult, so he gave up.

Just when Xiao Ke was secretly depressed, Jiang Yubie seemed to see through his entanglement, smiled and watched him slowly say:

"Your Uncle Song is right, don't worry."