The emperor can't do it [entertainment circle]

As the evening approached, Xiao Yan finally finished his work and came back in a hurry.

Qiao Zhiyuan, who came with him, was carrying a hand full of gifts.

Father Song felt a little unhappy immediately, and stared, "What are you doing here?"

"Hello, Uncle and Aunt," Qiao Zhiyuan said politely, "I'm here to pay New Year's greetings, and I'll also come to see Xu Yao."

Song's father became even more angry when he heard it, but it's just that this kid brought so many things to visit, even based on his own self-cultivation, Song's mother couldn't put down her face and just drive him out like this, but this kid wanted to enter The door of their house is not so easy.

Just when Father Song wanted to make things difficult for Qiao Zhiyuan again, Song Xuyao ​​rushed out like the wind, bypassed his father directly, threw himself on Qiao Zhiyuan overjoyed, and kissed Qiao Zhiyuan without hesitation. "Honey, I miss you so much!"

Qiao Zhiyuan carried a bunch of things and didn't have a hand to pick him up, so he had to clamp him with his arms.

"Come as soon as you come, it's too expensive to buy so many gifts." Song Xuyao ​​hurriedly got off of him, and without any explanation, took the boxes of presents in Qiao Zhiyuan's hand and carried them by himself, so that one person was empty and the other was empty. One hand, just enough to be held, Song Xuyao ​​took the opportunity to hold Qiao Zhiyuan's hand and squeezed it. It was a little cold, so he hurriedly took him home, "It's cold outside, come in quickly, stay for the New Year's Eve dinner?"

Qiao Zhiyuan held his restless paw back: "My parents are here, I'm going back to eat the New Year's Eve dinner."

Song Xuyao ​​felt that Zhiyuan's smile was very charming, and felt that it was a pity that he might not be able to visit his uncles and aunts. He hadn't seen what Zhiyuan's father looked like.

Qiao Zhiyuan looked at his troubled look and smiled, took out two thick red envelopes from his coat pocket and stuffed them into him, "My parents gave it to you."

Song Xuyao ​​was very happy: "My parents are so kind!"

Father Song who was completely ignored by the two said: "..."

Song's mother took the gift and came over to Shun Shunmao to her husband, "Jianwei, it's the Chinese New Year. Look, this kid has brought so many things. He also wants to treat us well. Don't be so straight-faced. Be polite."

Father Song's complexion improved a little. Seeing his youngest son's cheerful appearance and remembering the series of messy things he did in the past two days, he felt uneasy, and planned to leave Qiao Zhiyuan for a good talk: " Xu Yao, you go upstairs first..."

Song Xuyao's eyes lit up, thinking that his father allowed the two of them to go upstairs alone, and before Song's father finished speaking, he said excitedly: "Thank you, Dad! I have always misunderstood you, Dad! You are still very reasonable!"

Father Song looked confused, and watched his youngest son rush upstairs, dragging people, as if he was afraid that he would go back on his word.

Song Xuyao ​​was moved by his father, and while going upstairs, he sincerely reflected on himself, and apologized to Song's father: "Dad, I actually want to tell you that I used half of the bottle of red ink in the study room on the cloth, and the rest It's all in the second cabinet to the left of your desk! I'm sorry! I love you! Mmmmmmm!"

Father Song was furious: "Song Xuyao! Come down for me!"

It's a pity that Song Xuyao ​​dragged Qiao Zhiyuan into his room quickly without looking back, closed and locked the door.

As soon as Qiao Zhiyuan entered the room, he pressed him against the door. Song Xuyao ​​put his arms around his neck, and his legs moved up to clamp his waist. The two exchanged a long and deep kiss.

Qiao Zhiyuan held Song Xuyao's buttocks and squeezed them. Song Xuyao ​​gasped for a moment, and responded more intensely. He grabbed Qiao Zhiyuan's coat collar and led him to the bed. Qiao Zhiyuan turned around and pushed him down on the bed. It took a while to get a reaction, the two of them took a breath, and finally ended the inseparable kiss, their eyes met, and they still felt a little unfinished.

Song Xuyao ​​clamped the legs wrapped around Qiao Zhiyuan's waist, raised his head and bit his lower lip, his eyes were black and bright, "A little exciting?"

For example, the parents who held objections stayed downstairs, but the two of them fought each other upstairs.

Just thinking about it is hard.

Qiao Zhiyuan bit him back, and smiled, "Close your eyes."

Song Xuyao ​​quickly closed his eyes, and opened his arms: "Baby, please don't feel pity and ravage me as much as you want!"

Qiao Zhiyuan: "..."

Song Xuyao ​​waited patiently for a few seconds, then opened his eyes in doubt, "Why are you still not moving, what are you doing?"

Qiao Zhiyuan, who was taking something out of his pocket, was so stared at, so he didn't pretend to be mysterious, and put the square box on Song Xuyao's chest, "It's a New Year's gift for you, open it and have a look."

Song Xuyao ​​stared at the small velvet box on his chest, and suddenly his eyes became cross-eyed. He opened the box with trembling hands and saw that there was a pair of simple rings inside, with no pattern or lettering on it. No, it looks like a steel ring at first glance.

Song Xuyao ​​was stunned for a while, "You, you, are you proposing to me?! No surprises at all!"

"Then why are you stuttering, you smile so ugly." Qiao Zhiyuan lowered his head and bit his nose, "Now everything is out of stock and I have to make an order, and I'm afraid it will be too late, so this ring is not particularly good, and your dad will give it to you after the Chinese New Year." You come out, and I will take you to order another one you like, so this ring...do you want it?"

"I want to make a fuss with Chek!" Song Xuyao ​​laughed and lost his eyes, "I don't want to order, I want this."

"What a treasure." Qiao Zhiyuan smiled and kissed him, grabbed his hand and wanted to put a ring on him.

"Wait a minute!" Song Xuyao ​​pushed him away and got up from the bed, "You can't be so hasty!"

Qiao Zhiyuan: "???"

Then, it became two people kneeling face to face on the bed.

Song Xuyao ​​straightened his back, solemnly put on rings with Qiao Zhiyuan, and hummed the tune of the wedding march: "Waiting for Deng Deng Deng ~ Waiting for Deng Deng Deng ~"

Qiao Zhiyuan: "You're out of tune."

do not mind the details!Song Xuyao ​​glared at him, hummed louder and louder, and his happiness and joy were beyond words.

Qiao Zhiyuan couldn't bear it anymore and leaned forward, covering his endless chatter...

The time to get together is not long, of course we must seize every minute and every second.

So, after exchanging the rings, Song Xuyao ​​fell on the bed, stretched his legs and raised them on Qiao Zhiyuan's lap, and talked about all the nonsense in the past two days like pouring beans, the more he talked, the more wronged he was, " My dad kept yelling at me and trying to beat me up."

However, he was as fast as lightning and moved like a gust of wind, so he didn't beat him hehehe.

Qiao Zhiyuan pulled out his legs, clamped Song Xuyao's two dishonest legs, and patted him patiently: "It doesn't matter, we will get their understanding sooner or later, you can let them go today." Did I come in?"

"Of course!" Song Xuyao ​​rolled his eyes, sneaked into Qiao Zhiyuan's coat, and touched the hem of his belt, "But I sacrificed so much, my dear, you have to make it up to me, right?"

Qiao Zhiyuan stared into his eyes and raised his eyebrows: "How to make up for it?"

Song Xuyao ​​saw something interesting: "Let me counterattack once! Just once~ Baby, don't worry, you just have to enjoy it."

Qiao Zhiyuan pinched his paw, took it out from his coat, and squinted his eyes: "My mother told me to go home for dinner, so I'm leaving first."

Song Xuyao: "QAQ!"