The emperor can't do it [entertainment circle]

In this way, the little emperor finally got his wish and married Prime Minister Song.

Huh?What seems wrong?

Father Song finally accepted this fact, and comforted himself that there was still Song Xuyao... Then he became even more melancholy.

Mother Song felt quite at ease in her heart, and the more she saw Xiao Yan, the more she liked the child, but she couldn't sleep because of the sighing and tossing father Song, and she also understood Father Song's painstaking efforts and hidden worries, so she couldn't help comforting her: "Old Song, you Are you still sleeping or not???"

Father Song: "..."

The movement around her became much quieter. Mama Song closed her eyes, and finally felt sleepy... But it was already past the usual time to fall asleep, and she couldn't sleep anymore. After a long silence, Mama Song turned over and said, "Old Song, Did you sleep or not?"

"...didn't sleep." Father Song slowly opened his eyes and sighed again.

"Don't keep moaning and sighing like a bad old man." Song Ma also understood that Song Pa was afraid that his position as head of the family would have no successors. After all, her most promising eldest son did not plan to marry a wife and have children. In the eyes of the diehards of the older generation, it is a voluntary abstention, even though the Song family's rules have always been to select talents and talents.If there is another way to go with the sword, but the eldest son of the family is definitely not willing, and their parents' conscience can't get over it. Besides, although there are many descendants of the Song family, they are all precious children, and it's not that they can't afford it. Adoption doesn't work either.

Although the Song Dynasty has gradually dispersed power in recent generations, the children and grandchildren have developed independently, supported each other and strengthened the root system, and the relationship in terms of face is not bad, but what Song's father was entangled was that his father was originally a rightful family, and his son clearly Everything is outstanding but can't bear it. From being in power to being in charge, there are a lot of things involved. Of course, it's not just a psychological gap. What is certain is that the life of the two sons will never be like it is now. comfortable.

In fact, Mama Song didn't think it was as serious as Papa Song thought. She still felt from the bottom of her heart that it didn't matter whether she was in power or not. There is also the eldest son, and he will never be bullied. It is a blessing to be able to be a family member, and if you can't be, then do your part well.

But seeing Father Song worrying, Mother Song still had to be persuasive, "Xiao Jing, this child, has always known what he wants since he was a child, so why bother worrying about it for nothing? Besides, we Xuyao ​​also have many advantages. Caring, sweet, delicious..."

Father Song continued, "Lazy to do it."

Song Ma: "..."

Father Song closed his eyes, "Forget it, let's sleep."

It's just that maybe because of Song Ma's enlightenment, Song Dad also thinks that his genetic level can't be any worse here. It must be because he is too indulgent at ordinary times, so he hasn't stimulated Song Xuyao's due potential, just like what the old lady Song said Well, Xiao Yan from the second family and the grandson from the fourth family are also fine. After a few years of strict training, Song Xuyao ​​may not be able to become a master.

So before dawn, Dad Song, who was so preoccupied all night and didn't fall asleep, went straight to his youngest son's room. It's not too late from now on!

Then fluttered.

Song Xuyao, who had been wandering all night and didn't return home at night, was sleeping on all fours at this time, and he put his two hairy legs on Qiao Zhiyuan's body, and was snoring beautifully.

The phone rang and rang and didn't budge.

It was Qiao Zhiyuan who stuffed it in his arms, and Song Xuyao ​​picked it up in a daze, impatiently: "Who...Dad??"

Father Song stood at the door of the messy room: "Where are you?"

"My old father, where is Yagami in the early morning? Take a rest." Song Xuyao ​​didn't even open his eyes, "I'm 25 after the new year, and I'm not a child. Of course I can go wherever I like. "

Father Song frowned, "When will you come back, I have something important to tell you."

Song Xuyao ​​yawned at the boss, "Tell me first that you don't want me to go on a blind date. I won't serve any of those bad-tempered young ladies."

"What a mess," Father Song issued an ultimatum, "In the future, I will strictly demand you with the same standards as my elder brother. That's it, come back to me quickly."

After speaking, Dad Song hung up the phone.

"I'm not tired of calling and drinking to my grandson early in the morning." Mrs. Song, who was passing by, lost her appetite after being frightened by him, so she went out for morning exercises.

Song Xuyao ​​was stunned for two seconds, and then suddenly realized that a carp sat up from the warm bed.

Depend on!Ever since the elder brother brought Xiao Yan to a showdown, he had expected such a day to come!

It's just that this day came too fast!

Qiao Zhiyuan was about to vomit blood from being pressed by his two hairy legs, and opened his eyes to look at him, "What's wrong?"

Song Xuyao's eyes were firm, and he sang forcefully: "Get up—people who don't want to be slaves!"

"Crazy." Qiao Zhiyuan grabbed his two hairy legs and turned him over.

Song Xuyao: "..."

He must not sit still.

So, just before dawn, Song Dad was still reading the morning paper, and Song Xuyao's luxury car came back at a high speed. Dad Song closed the newspaper with satisfaction, feeling more and more that his decision was quite wise, so he gave a face-saving gesture Get ready to go out and be greeted.

Then as soon as the door was opened, Song Xuyao ​​and a man entered the yard together, and the two of them were carrying presents full of hands.

Father Song's eyelids twitched.

As soon as Song Xuyao ​​entered the door, he put away the presents and supplements in his hand, knelt down with a plop, threw his head back and said with great anger, "Dad, I brought my boyfriend to celebrate the New Year with you!"

In order to have a good year, he even made a special trip to say it before New Year's Eve, it is simply a thoughtful little cotton trousers for parents.

Father Song's blood surged up immediately: "Get lost!"

"That's what you said." Song Xuyao ​​was about to get up when he heard the words.

Father Song: "...Come back! Get down on your knees!"

"Oh," Song Xuyao ​​knelt down and took Qiao Zhiyuan's hand, and introduced with perseverance: "Dad, this is Qiao Zhiyuan, and I want to marry him!"

Qiao Zhiyuan didn't expect Song Xuyao ​​to come up with this move, and was also stunned.

Father Song looked Qiao Zhiyuan up and down angrily, and at a glance, he knew that this guy was taller than his bastard, and he was more beautiful than Song Xuyao, and he looked more mature than Song Xuyao. Is there still room for turning around when we are together?

Wait a minute, Father Song suddenly realized that he was disturbed by Song Jing's matter, and he even lost his way of thinking!

Father Song became even more annoyed immediately, his eyes widened, and he roared angrily, "There's no way to do this!"

"..."

The way Father Song treated Song Xuyao ​​was much simpler and rude. He immediately locked him in the room and lost all communication tools.

Once upstairs, Song Xuyao ​​started howling: "Zhiyuan, my little dear, why are we so miserable!"

Qiao Zhiyuan wore a thin coat and watched him quietly outside the yard. He stood there for a long time, from the morning frost subsided to light snow gradually falling, sandwiched in the thin and dense rain, hitting the coat It is also bit by bit, one by one, it melts quickly, and it gets wet soon.

Song Xuyao ​​was lying on the balcony shivering from the cold, but felt that Zhiyuan from this perspective was extremely cold and glamorous, like a fairy of ice and snow, and wished to take a closer look, so he wiped his nose and howled: "The mountains have no edges, the heaven and the earth are united, how dare you?" With you!"

Qiao Zhiyuan turned his head and walked a few steps.

Song Xuyao ​​hastily stretched out Erkang's hand reluctantly from the middle of the balcony fence: "Take me away! Even my freedom to love you will become a bubble - I'm not afraid, take me away!"

Qiao Zhiyuan: "..."