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Two days later, Xing Likun and Song Jin's little love nest was repaired, and a small pond was built in the southwest corner of the yard, in which lotus flowers were planted and koi were raised, and the big tree was planted on it with a lush crown, squeezing the glass greenhouse to a small size. half.

Xing Likun was not angry about this, but those uninvited guests.

After finally coaxing Xiao Bailong away, Xia Jun came to their house again as a 'guest'. Chairman Xia was very picky, he wanted to drink black tea imported from Sri Lanka, and he wanted to eat Italian black vinegar fermented in wooden barrels for 25 years Salad, the food expenses for two days are more than he and Song Jin have for a month.

This person came to the door at seven o'clock in the morning today, slumped on the sofa in the living room with a green seaweed mud mask on, and watched the cross talk for 5 minutes. Hurry up and change the channel, my mask is cracked!"

Xing Likun didn't bother to talk to him, and continued to do exercises while hanging upside down on the railing on the second floor, with his arms resting on the back of his head, and his tight vest exposed his chest groove. With the movement of standing up and straightening his waist, the neat and strong shape of his abdominal muscles was drawn out, and the beads of sweat tickled On Xia Jun's face.

Xia Jun held his face and yelled, "Hey! You!"

Xing Likun panted, and smirked, "The mask is dry, I will moisturize it for you."

With a strong waist and abdomen, the man grabbed the edge of the floor with his backhand, shook it a few times, and swung directly down.

Xia Jun's forehead was blown, and he was rubbed by his trouser legs, so frightened that he fell off the sofa, the mask was all rubbed on the cushion, and said angrily, "Xing Likun! You are an ape-man who hasn't fully evolved yet!"

Xing Likun smirked, picked up the water on the table and filled half a glass, squinted his eyes and watched his wife come out of the kitchen, that look and demeanor made Xia Jun jealous no matter what.

Why do you guys live a good life? Grandpa Xia insists on not leaving!

Xia Jun twisted his waist to wash his face, looked up at the shelf of toiletries, Xing Likun used to be rough, at most he used facial cleanser, these bottles are probably for Song Jin, this person is too lazy It's a lot of energy to order yourself, but to order your daughter-in-law.

Xia Jun turned to the innermost part of the shelf again, raised his eyebrows, it's ok, we really have stock, and he's quite good at playing.

There are several models even lubricated, and there are also interesting and icy ones, and you are not afraid of freezing your big birds and delicate flowers.

Xia Jun picked up the bottle, thought about it, poured out half of it, mixed in half of the shower gel, twisted the cap on with satisfaction, and returned it to the original owner.

When he came out here, the husband and wife both ate it. Song Jin got up early and twisted two drawers of steamed stuffed buns, stuffed with cabbage and meat.

The two sat shoulder to shoulder, and they didn't know what they were talking about. Song Jin couldn't help laughing, Xing Likun wiped the soup leaking from the corner of his mouth, smacked his fingers, "Don't choke."

Originally this action was nothing, the two of them had done intimate and shameful things in private, but Song Jin was thin-skinned, and when he saw Xia Jun staring at him, he felt embarrassed, grabbed the two buns and sat on the other side, saying hello Xia Jun, "The salad is ready, you can eat it too."

Not only salads and steamed buns, but also two servings of drinks. Xia Jun is particular about drinking beauty fruit and vegetable juices freshly squeezed from celery, tomato, carrot, grapefruit, and cucumber. Song Jin and the others are homemade millet porridge.

In Song Jin, there is indeed a kind of power that can make people feel calm, like a home.

Xia Jun seems to finally know what Xing Likun likes about this person. Those little ducks in the past can cook up and cook a table full of Chinese people, but is it rare for Xing Likun?

What he wants is big steamed buns and millet porridge, a stable and stable life, a lifelong couple like Song Jin.

Those people are addicted to flashy, walking corpses wrapped in magnificent shells, they are not home.

Xia Jun suddenly thought of Xia Qing. This person was never irritable or angry with him. The ball of cotton, wrapped up all his spikes...

Xia Jun snorted, squeezed Xing Likun away with his buttocks, and just about to reach out to touch the buns, Xing Likun pulled his chopsticks on the back of his hand and raised his chin, "Your."

A plate of prawns mixed with cabbage, a few drops of some kind of vinegar made by foreign devils, that's yours.

Xia Jun stared at that steamed bun viciously, mine!Grandpa Xia already has two fingerprints on it!

Just because of that steamed stuffed bun, the two of them got into a fight, Xia Jun watched Xing Likun's chopsticks flipping, as if performing magic, he was panting and couldn't grab it with both hands.

As a result, he just stopped grabbing with a stern face, when the big steamed stuffed bun came to his lips again, Xing Likun teased him, "Don't you want to eat?"

Xia Jun gritted his teeth with the steamed stuffed bun, and asked casually, "Song Jin, isn't he good at handwork? Does he have a lot of tricks? How much can the two of you masturbate in one night?"

Xing Likun's words became a prophecy, and Song Jinzhen was choked.

The two were in a hurry, and Xia Jun just leaned there and chewed the buns slowly, watching the two of them loving each other with green eyes.

The reason why he wasted here was because he wanted Xing Likun to tell Xia Qing about Cheng Bin, the truth was about to come out, shouldn't this person tell Xia Qing?Don't you want to scold Xia Qing for being a fool?Don't you have to beat that perverted duckling?

How could Xing Likun sit still like this? !

Xia Jun drooped his face sullenly, he was out of mood, so let's make trouble tomorrow.

Xing Likun watched him put down the half-bitten bun, handed over a tissue, and finally opened his mouth, "Not yet."

Xia Jun, "???"

"Xia Qing, don't you understand? It's too easy to soften your heart. Only when he wavers himself to help Cheng Bin, we can get twice the result with half the effort." Xing Likun said softly, "Think about it, he knew at that time You have been wronged so much, and now you forcefully call people back, can the effect be the same?"

Xia Jun's eyeballs immediately brightened up.

Song Jin also smiled and said, "Kun'er is following Xia Qing. Cheng Bin had already made a fuss in the hospital two days ago. You won't wait too long."

"..." Xia Jun was a little speechless, his face was burning hot, and he felt ashamed even with such a thick skin.

Chairman Xia didn't come to those nonsense, and he didn't want to thank you, so he just said, "In the future, I will cover all the photos and commercials of your Haicheng artists!"

Xing Likun didn't raise his eyelids, "It should."

When Xia Jun was about to go out, Xing Likun asked, "Can you really forgive him?"

The deep and heavy rift between two people cannot be pretended to be invisible by love alone.

Xia Jun paused, "...I don't know, let's take a step and see."

Since it was sunny outside, he didn't bother to worry about whether it would rain tomorrow.

When Xia Jun went out, there happened to be someone outside wearing a sun hat and sunglasses walking into the yard, followed by a silent tall man with a long bag on his shoulders.

Xia Jun called him, "Film Emperor Lin, what are you doing?"

Lin Jingxi pointed to the small pond coldly, "Fishing."

Xing Likun listened to the noise in the room, and snapped the chopsticks in his hand...

Damn, send one away and come again, when will I be able to live a normal married life!

A week later, Song Jin specially called Huang Si to the company to watch the live broadcast.

Huang Si's music has just taken shape, and he has been holding back how to revise it these two days. When he was composing, he was emotionally sensitive, his work and rest were reversed, and he always had three meals a meal, so he didn't want to do such a waste of time.

Even so, Huang Si hung up the phone and began to wash and toss, and set off on time an hour later.

The little assistant glanced at him from the rearview mirror, glanced at him, and turned the steering wheel onto the shoulder of the road.

Huang Si's MP3 was knocked to the ground, "What are you thinking about, drive the car steadily! Don't make me make headlines again!"

"A Si, I think you today..."

Huang Si yawned, "What's wrong?"

"That's right..." You're so coquettish as if you're going on a blind date like a big flowered rooster!You can't beat me to death if you say this?

The little assistant slowly took a breath, "You have dark circles under your eyes today."

Huang Si immediately pulled off the earphones, turned around to flip over the makeup box in the car, took out the mirror and looked left and right, muttering, "Really, I've been staying up too late lately...do you want to add some concealer?"

Relying on his good foundation, he never likes to put those miscellaneous things on his face. He thinks he is a bitch. Even when he is on camera for an MV, he only asks the makeup artist to apply concealer and trim his eyebrows. A flawless juvenile face.

Why did she suddenly become stinky?

The little assistant said casually, "Why are you making such trouble? Let's just see Brother Song, and we won't make an announcement."

Huang Si thought for two seconds while copying the concealer pen, then happily threw it aside, shaking his feet and asked him, "Do you think I'm quite haggard and pitiful?"

The little assistant's steering wheel is crooked again... My ancestor, you almost put the word "happy" on your forehead!

Song Jin was waiting for someone in the leisure room of Haicheng Entertainment. The big screen was hung on the opposite side, soda and snacks were prepared on the table, and it looked very warm.

It also pierces someone's eyes.

Xing Likun squeezed a handful of popcorn and ate two pieces of melon. He was about to dig a banana boat when he was stopped by Song Jin, "It's almost done. This is not for you."

Xing Likun hummed, his mouth sore, "...I bought them all."

He thought it was his daughter-in-law who wanted to eat, so he drove himself to collect the portion, and dared to feel that it would all go into someone else's stomach in a while.

To dismiss Huang Si, the small convenience store at the corner of the next street is enough, can he afford what I want?

When a man is jealous, he is really more childish than a child. Such a tall and mighty man who can throw a fighter with one arm, actually stays by Song Jin's side, staring and competing with others.

"Okay, it's all the same, let's eat this." Song Jin coaxed him, broke a popsicle and handed it over, the two of them held half of it, the milky white stick, sucking out the rich yogurt flavor.

Xing Likun watched Song Jin close his mouth to suck, his eyes suddenly went wrong, he chewed the ice, breathing heavily, and finally pushed him into the sofa.

"Fuck!" Song Jin exclaimed, and the popsicle slipped out of his mouth, leaving just a faint trace.

Xing Likun suppressed him and kissed him hard, the tip of his teeth grinded his icy cold lips, and his tongue tasted the softest, softest, sweetest taste in him.

Song Jin suppressed a smile, and slowly closed his eyes to respond. He touched the man's thick and broad shoulders with his fingers, popping out crackling sparks. The air conditioner in the room was not working well. Together, it burns to a sticky and hot temperature.

The door of the leisure room was screwed and rattled, Huang Si pushed it but didn't open it, Xing Likun was holding the back of his foot firmly inside.

Huang Si knocked for a long time before Xing Likun opened the door aggressively. Someone else was holding a popsicle in his mouth and yelling for cuteness. This person was like holding a white gun barrel in his mouth. His rough and thick black eyes shot at him, which would make you scratch your head. The pain of bone gouging.

Huang Si was also depressed, why do you two always lock up together... Is it such a coincidence?

Xing Likun took two steps and then turned back, picked up Song Jin's popsicle and patted his elbow a few times, patted the hard ice cubes into smoothies, stuffed them back into Song Jin's hands, and walked away go.

Song Jin sucked on the popsicle as if nothing had happened, "Come in quickly, the countdown has already begun."

Huang Si's throat was a little congested, and he felt that the few times when Xing Likun stared at him and slapped the ice, it was like slapping him on the back of the head, which was cold and painful.

"Brother, Boss..."

Song Jin smiled at him, "Don't worry, he won't come to disturb us every hour."

Other popsicles put out the fire, but popsicles can get on fire.

It's easy to use.