The emperor can't do it [entertainment circle]

As for the person who had the greatest opinion on Song Jing, Qiao Zhiyuan did his part.

The first meeting in the lounge was enough to make Qiao Zhiyuan have an indelible bad impression of the legendary young master Song... probably similar to the gentle scum who abducted a boy from a good family?Afterwards, he changed his mind about the black post incident, at least it was Song Jing who really protected Xiao Yan, otherwise he could have settled the problem simply and rudely, without having to go to the trouble of making Song Xuyao ​​come forward to rectify his name.

Until Xiao Yan, that stinky boy, quit his rented house and came to live here... What the hell, it's like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth!

It must be Song Jing's fault!

Otherwise, how could Xiao Yan, a little money fanatic, not even want four months' rent?

Facing Qiao Zhiyuan's glaring glare, Song Jing said calmly, "In what capacity are you talking to me, Xiao Yan's manager?"

The words were clearly provocative, but like the daily greeting of "eat or not", the tone was polite, but he didn't care about the answer.

"Did Young Master Song look down on me too much?" Qiao Zhiyuan put aside Song Xuyao ​​who was blocking him, straightened his clothes, and said solemnly: "I was worried that Xiao Yan, a brat, would be eaten up and wiped clean, so I happily helped him." Count money, and finally end up with nothing but ruined future and reputation, and you have to die like a scumbag, come to talk to you, okay?"

"It's not an identity," Xiao Yan didn't understand after a long list, but when he heard that he had been nominated, he quickly stood up, pulled Qiao Zhiyuan's sleeve nervously, and squinted at the side with a bewildered smile With a glance at Song Jing, there is usually no good fruit for Lao Song to show such an expression. Everyone in the surrounding area will suffer except him, and...Xiao Yan stretched out his hand to cover half of his face, and whispered to Qiao Zhiyuan: " And it sounds like you're swearing..."

Qiao Zhiyuan glanced at him with a smile, stupid boy, this is fucking scolding.

Song Xuyao ​​already wanted to die, so what should he do if his wife and brother are fighting each other? !Wait online, it's urgent!

However, unexpectedly, Song Jing only stared at it for a few seconds before saying, "Come with me."

Huh?When did my elder brother talk so easily? !

Song Xuyao ​​hurriedly said, "I'm coming too!"

"Go and drink your soup." Qiao Zhiyuan said in disgust, and followed Song Jing upstairs to the study.

Song Xuyao ​​was particularly wronged. Although Song Jing was his own brother, he definitely wanted to go far!

Xiao Yan hurriedly turned his head and took a sip of the soup, and quietly followed without further ado. Before he had followed a few steps, Song Jing stopped and turned to look at him: "Finish the homework first."

Xiao Yan reluctantly: "Oh..."

Song Jing rubbed Xiao Yan's hairy head.

Qiao Zhiyuan suddenly felt suffocated for a while, as if a large part of what he said before was bullshit and was completely ignored.

When Song Jing and Qiao Zhiyuan entered the study, Song Xuyao ​​waited and watched with bated breath for a while, then took his elbow and pestered Xiao Yan: "Go, brother will take you up."

Xiao Yan didn't like him, so he scooped up another big spoonful of soup base.

"Damn! You drank so much!" Song Xuyao ​​was so distressed that he was about to die, he quickly grabbed Xiao Yan's hand, and drank the soup in the spoon in one gulp, "Don't you want to know what they were talking about."

Xiao Yan looked suspicious: "You can't get in."

"Then I have a solution," Song Xuyao ​​stared wide-eyed, imitating his brother's tone, raised his chin, and hooked his fingers: "Come with me!"

Xiao Yan put his schoolbag on his back half-believingly, Song Xuyao ​​still put the soup pot in his arms, and the two tiptoed upstairs...

"Is this the way you said?" Xiao Yan squatted on the ground and looked at him speechlessly.

"Shh! Keep your voice down!" Song Xuyao ​​raised his index finger to his mouth, moved his buttocks up to the door, and put his ear against the door.

Following his example, Xiao Yan leaned on the door and listened for a while, then couldn't help leaning over and whispering: "But I still didn't hear anything clearly?"

"First you have to calm down, then set up your antenna and shut your mouth," Song Xuyao ​​mysteriously taught him the secret, "Feel with your heart, listen with love~"

Xiao Yan: ...Brother, what kind of evil cult do you practice.

The two of them pouted forward again, held their breath, and prepared to use the love radio, and then the next second, the door opened with a "click".

Song Xuyao ​​and Xiao Yan's eyes widened. They looked at the slippers that appeared in front of them. They were striped and home style. Xiao Yan personally took them out not long ago. Of course, at this moment, Song Xuyao ​​didn't want to become that pair of slippers at all...the two of them Looking up along the straight trousers, I accidentally saw the mysterious bulge in the crotch. Of course, Song Jing couldn't react to Qiao Zhiyuan in the study. He only played hooligans to Xiao Yan, so even if it died down The state and shape are still very stalwart.

Xiao Yan blushed a little.

Song Xuyao ​​took the matter seriously and lighted a wax for him, saying that it is clear at a glance whether he is attacking or receiving. I am mentally retarded to believe the nonsense you said this morning.

The two of them stuck together for a while on a certain point, and then they continued to raise their heads, and their eyes climbed over the tightly buttoned clothes buttons one by one, and finally came to Song Jing's famous jaw line and nose too straight. The two nostrils lead to the inescapable upward perspective.

Song Jing looked down at the two of them expressionlessly.

Song Xuyao ​​couldn't help swallowing... This must be a horror movie!

Xiao Yan also swallowed his saliva very synchronously... Lao Song from this perspective is also pretty good-looking, my God!

Good to see the scary Song Jing: "What's the matter?"

Song Xuyao's eyes passed between his elder brother's legs and he saw Zhi Yuan's displeasure inside, and his heart also tugged. Could it be that Zhi Yuan was abused? !So he summoned up his courage, gritted his teeth, and gave Xiao Yan a very cowardly blow.

Xiao Yan was knelt down by his elbow... although he was half squatting originally.

My precious knees!

Xiao Yan quickly got up, brushed off the non-existent dust on his legs, and said solemnly: "I come to the study to do my homework, and I can't do it without sitting on your lap."

Song Xuyao ​​couldn't help covering his face, this excuse was too lame.

However, Song Jing met Xiao Yan's eager eyes, and let him have no principle, "Come in, why are you still sticking around."

Xiao Yan's eyes crooked immediately when he smiled, and Qiao Zhiyuan's eyes were turned to the back of his head, then he quickly restrained himself, and obediently stood beside the desk with his schoolbag in his arms.

Seeing that Song Jing was about to turn around and close the door, Song Xuyao ​​seized the opportunity and quickly put the soup pot in his arms: "Brother~ I'm here to deliver the soup~ If I don't give it to you, I will..."

"roll."

"..."

What caused the disregard of family affection!Moral decay!

Hey, he's going to run away from home!No more love!

Song Xuyao ​​was angry: "Brother, just tell me if I am your real brother!"

"Yes." Song Jing replied, without even bothering to glance at her stupid brother, she simply closed the door neatly.

Well, for the sake of being my brother, I will forgive you for being ruthless and unreasonable. Song Xuyao ​​took a sip of soup resignedly, and continued to listen to the corner.

Song Jing returned to the chair and sat down.

Xiao Yan subconsciously took a step forward, and suddenly felt a burst of cold air, took a peek at Qiao Zhiyuan, and obediently stood still.

Look, he still took Qiao Zhiyuan's feelings into consideration. Before that, he must have been a wise gentleman.

Song Jing looked at him: "Don't you want to do your homework?"

"Here we come o(*￣▽￣*)o!" Xiao Yan couldn't resist Song Jing's invitation at all, and happily sat on Song Jing's lap.

Qiao Zhiyuan rubbed his temples fiercely. For a moment, he suddenly felt that Song Jing was like a sycophant and treacherous official in the ancient court. He poured *soup for the stupid king every day. Xiao Yan, a brat, probably fell for him. evil.

As soon as Xiao Yan came in, those sharp words just now could no longer be said without any scruples.

Qiao Zhiyuan sneered and said, "It seems that Young Master Song doesn't want to continue talking nonsense with me."

Song Jing gave him a look in return, "I will protect Xiao Yan well."

As soon as Xiao Yan spread out the paper, the tips of his pricked ears turned red.

Qiao Zhiyuan was speechless, he knew that this wolf with a big tail immediately changed his rhetoric in front of Xiao Yan, it was all a routine!He couldn't help but recall the confrontation 10 minutes ago...

First of all, he made a big move of family affection: "Before Xiao Yan's parents left, let me take good care of Xiao Yan."

"Oh? That pair of parents who haven't seen each other for half a year?" Song Jing shot back, "I have always taken care of people by myself and never borrowed others' hands, let alone entrusted people to unrelated... To be precise, only Strangers in a contractual relationship."

Qiao Zhiyuan lost 100 points of blood.

"Forgive me, the relationship between you and Xiao Yan is death by sight, I'm afraid it's not even as good as a contract." Qiao Zhiyuan swallowed a mouthful of old blood, and the second move hit the nail on the head, "Xiao Yan is still a minor. His world view, right and wrong, and values ​​have not yet been fully formed, and Mr. Song, let me remind you, is an adult in his thirties, and I hope Mr. Song will not be partial to Xiao Yan. But the grass hasn't grown yet, isn't this cow a bit too old?"

Age has always been one of Song Jing's few hidden worries. There was a nine-year difference before, but after committing suicide, he came to this world five years earlier than Xiao Yan, and he also missed Xiao Yan for five years and found Xiao Yan for five years. , he is older, and Xiao Yan is still as young as ever, with a 14-year-old age difference, and there are two more years in the whole round.

No one wants the lover on the tip of their heart to be still in their prime, while they themselves are already old-fashioned.

Song Jing asked back: "Xu Yao is 24 this year, how about you?"

"..." Qiao Zhiyuan felt a [-] critical hit.

This kind of tactic of self-damaging eight hundred and killing one thousand enemies is still rarely used, and it is not worthwhile to hurt both sides.

Qiao Zhiyuan took a deep breath, and finally said powerlessly: "If you really treat Xiao Yan well, the best way is to let it go..."

Song Jing interrupted him indifferently: "No one is qualified to judge my way."

Because, in the past, the little emperor had only and only one Prime Minister Song, and now the one who sleeps with Xiao Yan can only be him, Song Jing, and he will not allow another person to appear. There was no such thing before, and it is even more impossible now.

Since he was appointed as Xiao Yan's assistant minister in the court, Xiao Yansheng, he was born.

In the last life, he had no choice but in this life, he had the chance to choose.

Then, he chose to live the same way as in the previous life.

If he and his little emperor want to get entangled to the end, no one can...or whoever is unwilling to let the other go is a predestined fate from the very beginning.

"I don't have the qualifications, but the members of your Song family have it. You'd better do it better than your father, and you can talk to your mother! Brother, you are already thirty, and your family is still not urging you to get married? It will be the most hurtful time." Who is it? Is it you?!" Of course, Qiao Zhiyuan didn't know the twists and turns inside, and thought that Song Jing was arrogant and looked down on others, so he couldn't help but mocked: "But like Song Young Master You haven’t seen such a nobleman before, you can’t get anything, you might get tired of it in a few days, just treat me as a small manager and worry about it for nothing, let me accompany you first.”

Song Jing frowned at him upon hearing this.

The two fell into an unprecedented stalemate.

Then... I heard two mutterings outside the door, almost crying stupidly.

At this moment, Qiao Zhiyuan glanced at Xiao Yan, who was in Song Jing's arms, whose ears were red because of an empty word, and cursed inwardly that he was worthless, then turned to meet Song Jing's eyes, and sighed: "Master Song, I hope you Can remember what you say, and keep your promises."

Song Jing: "Huh?"

Qiao Zhiyuan: "..."

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