President of Zhuma PK

Because he didn't get home until early in the morning, Song Ci didn't go to school.

He slept until noon and didn't get up. After taking a hot bath, he felt alive.

Li Fan went to work and left him a note: The meal is ready, heat it in the microwave before eating.

Song Ci went to the kitchen with Nian Nian in his arms, put the food in the microwave to heat up one by one, and sat at the dining table to eat alone.

He is the only one in the family.

Li Fan already told him about the situation of his roommates yesterday.

Based on her previous experience as a school newspaper reporter, Lu Jia successfully applied for a job as a reporter for an entertainment magazine. She followed celebrities all day and wrote some entertainment news, which was very suitable for her.

Lin Xun's grades in the civil service examination have come down, and all his efforts were finally not in vain. He ranked third and successfully entered the interview.Because the interview was in March, he was idle, so he found a part-time job as a teller at the cosmetics counter of a department store.Because of his handsome appearance, there is an endless stream of young girls and women who come to him to buy cosmetics, so the commission is very generous.

Cui Mian and Tong Zhuo didn't change much, they went to and from get off work every day, and occasionally got together, just like all the young men and women who worked hard in this city.

Everyone's life is moving forward in an orderly manner, ordinary and happy.

After dinner, Song Ci called Ren Sikai and asked him about the exam arrangements.

As expected, Ren Sikai first blamed him for leaving for so long without saying anything beforehand, and then told him the exam arrangement in detail.

"You haven't attended class for so long, are you confident about the exam?" Ren Sikai asked worriedly.

Song Ci smiled and said, "I can only hope that other students don't do too well in the exam."

Ren Sikai said: "No matter what, I have confidence in you."

"Thank you." Song Ci said, "By the way, how is Wen Wan doing recently?"

Ren Sikai said: "She is now a typical desperate third mother. She is studying all day long. When we were eating together in the cafeteria last week, she suddenly started to have a nosebleed. She couldn't stop it."

Song Ci said worriedly: "Didn't you persuade her?"

Ren Sikai sighed and said, "I tried to persuade her, but it's useless. I just hope that her grades can be worthy of her efforts."

After talking for a while, Song Ci hung up the phone.

He took out the exercise set and worked on it for a while, when he suddenly remembered something: he hadn't prepared a gift for Li Fan's modeling contest yet!

More importantly, because he lost his mp3, he had no idea what Li Fan wanted.

Be sure to ask him when he gets back from get off work.

When Li Fan got home, Song Ci had just finished dinner.

"Wash your hands and eat." Song Ci said, "I cooked the dishes you like."

Li Fan agreed, went back to the room to change clothes, went to the bathroom to wash his hands, then walked into the kitchen, sat down at the dining table, said with a smile, "It smells so good."

Song Ci brought the bowl of rice in front of him and said, "What did you do today?"

Li Fan said while eating: "I took a set of planes in the morning, and prepared for the spring new product launch in the afternoon."

Song Ci asked expectantly: "Can I visit then?"

Li Fan said: "Of course, as a family member, I can arrange a good place for you."

Song Ci was inexplicably poked in the heart by the word "family", secretly happy, and said: "We agreed, I will give you a gift if you win the model contest, but unfortunately I lost the mp3, no I know what you want. Tell me directly, and I will buy it for you no matter what it is."

Li Fan stopped chopsticks and said, "Let's talk about it after you finish the exam."

Song Ci said: "Then tell me what you recorded in the mp3 first."

Li Fan smiled and said, "We'll wait until you finish the exam."

Song Ci persevered: "I'm really curious, just tell me, okay?"

Li Fan shook his head and said firmly, "No."

Song Ci could only give up.

After dinner, Song Ci continued to study, and Li Fan went to bed early because he hadn't slept all night and worked all day.

Lu Jia and the others came to knock on the door when they came home, and Song Ci went out to talk to them for a while, and Li Fan was already snoring slightly when he came back.

Li Fan almost never snores unless he is extremely tired.

Song Ci walked over, squatted and lay on the edge of the bed, looking at his sleeping face in a trance.

After two months of separation, there can be no major changes, but Song Ci always felt that there was something different. It seemed that his hair grew a little longer, his eyebrows a little thicker, his chin became thinner, and his complexion darkened a little.

But still handsome.

His Li Fan is the most handsome man in the world.

Song Ci wanted to reach out to touch him, but was worried about waking him up, so he traced his facial features in the air, and then reluctantly withdrew his hand, got up, went back to the desk and sat down, and finished the rest of the exercises.

It was past eleven o'clock without knowing it.

Song resigned from the bathroom to go to the bathroom, washed his face by the way, turned off the light after returning to the room, and crept from the bed to the bed.

As soon as he was lying down, Li Fan, who was lying face-out, suddenly turned over and unconsciously stretched out his hand, hugging Song Ci into his arms, and even kissed Song Ci on the forehead, and then snored again.

Song Ci closed his eyes contentedly, and fell asleep in the familiar embrace.

Early the next morning, Li Fan sent Song Cici to school by bicycle.

When he arrived at the school gate, Li Fan went to the canteen to buy bread and milk. After watching Song Ci finish eating, he raised his hand to wipe off the bread crumbs from the corner of his lips, and said, "Take a good exam. If you do well in the exam, you will get a gift."

Song Ci nodded vigorously, "I will work hard."

Li Fan touched his face and said with a smile, "Go in."

"Ride carefully." After speaking, Song Ci turned and entered the school.

Song Ci just sat down in his seat for a while, when he heard a classmate shout: "Song Ci, someone is looking for you outside!"

Looking up, he saw Ren Sikai smiling and waving at him.

Song Ci walked out and said with a smile, "I just sat down for less than a minute, how did you know I'm here?"

Ren Sikai covered his heart and said with a smile, "It might be telepathy."

In fact, it was Qian Zhigeng who sent him a text message to inform him.

Ren Sikai stuffed the notebook into Song Ci's hand and said, "This is the key points of each subject summarized by our teacher. It may not be applicable to your experimental class, but I still hope it can be of some help to you."

Song Ci opened it and looked at it. The writing in it neatly listed the key points of the exam for each subject item by item.The most important thing is that the pages of the notebook are brand new, without even a folded corner. One can tell at a glance that this is not an in-class note, but has just been sorted out not long ago.

Song Ci was moved, looked at him and said, "Thank you, Sikai."

Ren Sikai scratched his head, and said a little embarrassedly: "Thank you, it's just a little effort. You go back to the classroom, I'm leaving."

Song Ci said, "Let's have dinner together at noon."

Ren Sikai smiled and said "OK", then turned and left.

No matter what exam, the first subject is always Chinese.

Song Ci's memory is far superior to that of ordinary people, and he can memorize all hundreds of pages of scripts within a week, so liberal arts subjects are always easy for him.

The only thing holding him back has always been physics.

The physics test paper this time was particularly difficult, and the last three major questions were a bit stumbled. Fortunately, I got the answers to all of them, but the accuracy cannot be guaranteed.

In a blink of an eye, the three-day exam was over, and the students ushered in the long-awaited winter vacation.

On the day of the exam, Song Ci, Ren Sikai and Wen Wan had dinner together, and Li Fan also came.

They were all about the same age, but when they sat together, Li Fan looked like an adult, calm and mature.

It's rare for Wen Wan to become a nympho again, and while Li Fan was going to the bathroom, she asked Song Ci's ear, "Did your brother break up with his girlfriend?"

Song Ci had almost forgotten this casual lie, and was suddenly asked, almost didn't react, he hesitated twice, and had no choice but to lie: "I don't know too well, he doesn't tell me much about his girlfriend. matter." Then he felt that this answer was inappropriate, so he added: "But I guess we didn't break up, my brother likes that girl very much."

Wen Wan showed a disappointed expression, but it didn't last long.

After passing through Ke Xiaolin, she no longer has any enthusiasm for the trivial matter of love. She only inquired about Li Fan's affairs because she was relaxed after the exam, and her previous gossip instinct came out to cause trouble.

When Li Fan came back from the bathroom, Wen Wan continued to gossip and asked him with a smile: "I heard from Song Ci that your girlfriend is very beautiful. Do you have any photos on your phone? Take it out and enjoy it."

Song Ci thought that this incident was over, but he didn't expect that Wen Wan would ask Li Fan directly, and suddenly he was confused, and sat stiffly in his seat, not knowing what to do.

"Girlfriend?" Li Fan glanced at Song Ci with great interest, and said, "Song Ci said?"

"That's right." Wen Wan nodded and said, "He also said that you two have a very good relationship, like glue."

Did he say that?Song Ci can't remember at all, most of them are gentle nonsense.

But now is not the time to worry about these things, he glanced anxiously at Li Fan's face, there is nothing unusual, he still has a light and decent smile, but it doesn't make Song Ci feel at ease.

Li Fan smiled and said, "We have a good relationship, but he doesn't like taking pictures, so there are no photos in his phone."

Li Fan is helping him lie.

Song Ci breathed a sigh of relief, and half of it hung on his chest, because he was bound to be tortured by Li Fan later.

Li Fan looked at Ren Sikai who had been silent for a long time, and shifted the topic to him, "I met Skye's girlfriend once before, she is very beautiful, she seems to be a female star."

Ren Sikai was caught off guard, and before he opened his mouth to deny it, Wen Wan had already answered the conversation with great interest: "Sikai's girlfriend is Gao Buyu, and he was a childhood sweetheart who grew up with him. I have worked with idol dramas before. When Skye introduced his girlfriend to us, it gave us a big surprise."

As she spoke, she didn't know what to think of, her face darkened, and she hurriedly picked up the cup to drink water to cover it up.

This time Ren Sikai couldn't deny it even if he wanted to, so he could only smile awkwardly.

Song Ci could understand his mood very well at the moment, so he picked up a chopstick of food for him and said, "Eat the food."

After each meal, they went home separately.

Song Ci sat on the back of the electric car, with his arms around Li Fan's waist, very nervous.

Sure enough, while waiting for the red light at the intersection, Li Fan looked back at him and asked, "When did I have a girlfriend? Why didn't I know?"

Song Ci forced a smile and explained: "When you were in the freshman year of high school, Wen Wan saw you sending me to school. She was very interested in you and asked me if you had a girlfriend, so I lied and said you had a girlfriend. .”

Li Fan asked, "Why are you lying?"

Song Ci was silent for two seconds, thought about his words, and said, "Because I know you won't like her, so I want her to stop thinking about it, so as not to be sad in the future."

Li Fan smiled and said, "How do you know I won't like her?"

Song Ci thumped in his heart, looked up at his side face, and said, "Could it be that you...do you like the gentle type?"

Li Fan deliberately remained silent for a while, and then said bluntly, "I don't like it."

Song Ci secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The green light is on.

Li Fan started the tram and continued on its way.

Back in the community, Song Ci and Li Fan went to the carport to park together.

Li Fan took out the electric car charger from under the seat, and asked casually, "What are you going to do during the summer vacation?"

Song Ci said: "Today is the 21st of the twelfth lunar month, and there is one week before New Year's Eve. I will start preparing for the New Year."

After charging, Li Fan locked the electric car, "What should I prepare?"

Song Ci said: "Chicken, duck, fish, radish and cabbage, potatoes, spinach and seaweed, green onions, ginger and garlic...there's a lot to prepare."

Li Fan smiled and said, "It seems that Chinese New Year is just for a big meal."

Song Ci vowed: "This year I will make a pot of dumplings successfully."

Speaking of dumplings, both of them thought of Mrs. Yang at the same time.

Since they moved, they have been exhausted to make a living, and have never gone back to see Mrs. Yang's family.

Song Ci said: "I still want to buy a few gifts, go see Mrs. Yang and the others."

Li Fan tidied up, took his hand and walked home, frowning and said, "Why are your hands so cold? It's never warm."

"It's been like this since I was a child, it's okay." Song Ci continued the previous words: "I still have to ask Lu Jia if they will go home for the Chinese New Year. If they stay for the Chinese New Year, they will be counted."

Li Fan took his hand and put it in his coat pocket, and said, "But I have to go to work, so I can't help you."

"It doesn't matter." Song Ci said, "Our house is close to the supermarket, and there are electric cars, which is very convenient. Besides, although there are many kinds of food to buy, the two of us can't eat much. I can handle it all by myself."

Li Fan said, "Thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard." Song Ci smiled, suddenly remembered something, and said, "By the way, can you tell me what you recorded in the mp3 now? I'll buy it for you along with a New Year's gift."

They walked into the elevator, and Li Fan pressed the floor and said, "I'll tell you on New Year's Eve."

It's really not Li Fan's style to push back and forth like this. Song Ci was very puzzled and said, "What did you record that made you so hard to say? If you really can't say it in person, just buy another mp3 and record it for me. "

Li Fan looked at him and said, "No, this time I will tell you directly."

Song Ci had no choice but to say, "Okay, I still owe the gift for the model contest first, and I will buy the New Year's gift myself."

"it is good."

However, Song Ci's plan did not come true.

The next morning, he received a call from Zheng Zhi who said two things.

The first thing is that Canxing will hold an annual meeting in a five-star hotel two days later, and artists without jobs must attend.

The second thing, he received the first advertisement invitation.

"Do you still remember the restaurant where Director Sui went to eat together before the filming of "Father Son" started?"

"Remember, Green Mountain Restaurant."

"Green Mountain Restaurant is a national chain catering brand that focuses on high-end consumption. Generally, the people who go there are rich or expensive, either political elites or business celebrities. Although Green Mountain Restaurant is well-known, it has never been I haven’t advertised before, and I rely on word of mouth in the celebrity circle.” Zheng Zhi said, “I checked these online after I received the advertisement invitation yesterday.”

The ad came out of nowhere, and according to Zheng Zhi's description, he was completely incompatible with the positioning of the Green Mountain Restaurant, so it was reasonable to find a man as successful and famous as Zhang Yucheng to shoot.

Song Ci asked: "Did they say why they asked me to shoot commercials?"

"This... I don't know." Zheng Zhi guessed: "Maybe it's because you have taken a fancy to your image... right? The other party invited us to go to the Green Mountain Restaurant for an interview tomorrow, and it won't be too late to ask at that time."

Song Ci pondered for a moment and said, "Brother Zheng, have you reported this matter to President Yang?"

"It has been reported, and Mr. Yang nodded."

"Well, let's make a decision after the interview tomorrow."

"Okay, I'll pick you up at ten o'clock tomorrow morning."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Song Ci also searched the Green Mountain Restaurant online, but found no special information.

Maybe he thought too much.

The next day, Song Ci specially wore a set of slightly mature clothes and went to the Green Mountain Restaurant for an appointment.

A man who claimed to be Director Chen led them to the Caiwei Pavilion on the second floor. Zheng Zhi wanted to go in together, but was stopped by Director Chen, "Our chairman only sees Song Ci alone."

Song Ci said, "Brother Zheng, wait for me outside."

Zheng Zhi could only nod his head, "Call me if you need anything."

After entering the box, Supervisor Chen said, "Sit down for a while, the chairman will be here soon."

Song Ci asked: "May I ask what your chairman's name is?"

Director Chen said: "Our chairman and you are in the same family, and their surname is Song, and their name is Song Cheng. You can call him Song Dong."

Song Ci asked again: "Is this advertisement so important that Director Song needs to talk to me in person?"

Manager Chen said with a smile: "This is the first time our Green Mountain Restaurant advertises. The chairman attaches great importance to it. Of course, the spokesperson must be selected by himself."

Song Ci asked again: "How did you find me? I'm not very famous."

"You are questioning our vision." This was a harmless joke, and Director Chen immediately said seriously: "Although you are indeed not well-known at the moment, after half a year, when your work is officially released, your reputation will definitely grow explosively." .It is definitely a wise choice to strike first while now."

Song Ci said: "But my image does not match your brand positioning."

Manager Chen said: "It's not up to me to decide. Let's talk about it after Director Song comes."

As soon as the voice fell, the door of the box was pushed open.

The man who walked in was a very plainly dressed man, tall and straight, with tough features and a domineering aura.

Manager Chen bowed and said hello: "Hello, chairman."

"Yeah." Song Cheng sat down and looked up at Song Ci, "You haven't had lunch yet, have you?"

Song Ci said, "No."

Song Cheng turned to Supervisor Chen, "Serve the food."

Supervisor Chen answered "Yes", turned around and left.

Song Cheng looked at Song Ci again, "Are you going to let me keep talking to you with my head up?"

Only then did Song Ci realize that he had been standing all the time, so he hurriedly sat down on the seat opposite him and said, "Sorry."

Song Cheng's eyes stayed on him all the time, if there was substance, it was extremely oppressive.

Song Ci tried his best to be calm and solemn, so as not to let the other party feel that he was a child who had never seen the world.

Song Cheng asked: "How old is it?"

The tone of his question gave people a condescending feeling. Song Ci straightened his back, met Song Cheng's gaze, and replied neither humble nor overbearing: "Eighteen."

Song Cheng showed a smile that was not a smile, "Eighteen is the best time."

Song Ci complimented a little strangely: "Song Dong also looks very young."

Song Cheng asked with interest: "How old do you think I am?"

Song Ci considered it for a while and said, "About 40 years old."

The smile on Song Cheng's face deepened, "I'm 52 this year, and my grandson is as old as you."

Song Ci was slightly taken aback.

Whether it is appearance, figure or temperament, Song Chengcheng is not like someone in his 50s.

Song Cheng smiled and said: "I have had a few meals with Mr. Qin of your Canxing, and I heard that he has a soft spot for beautiful boys aged seventeen or eighteen. You are so good-looking, he should be early I'm going to start with you, right?"

It's really direct.

But Song Ci didn't dislike such directness.

"There is no improper relationship between Mr. Qin and me." Song Ci also said bluntly.

Song Cheng raised his eyebrows and looked at him thoughtfully. After a while, he said abruptly, "Aren't you afraid of me?"

Song Ci asked, "Why should I be afraid of you?"

Song Cheng said: "I don't know, many people are afraid of me."

Song Ci thought about what Yan Peng would say if he was present, so he said: "Song Dong is not angry and arrogant, it will indeed teach people to be in awe."

Song Cheng showed that half-smile expression again, "So, you don't fear me?"

Song Ci didn't answer but instead asked, "Dong Song wants me to be afraid of you?"

There was a knock on the door.

The topic is interrupted here.

Song Cheng raised his voice and said, "Come in!"

The door was pushed open, Director Chen led several waiters in, and each waiter brought a dish in his hand.

When the dishes are on the table, they are still very delicate.

Supervisor Chen asked respectfully, "Chairman, do you need a drink?"

Song Cheng looked at Song Ci: "Drink?"

Song Ci said, "Sorry, I don't know how to drink."

Song Ci turned to Supervisor Chen, "Let's make a pot of Biluochun."

Director Chen led the waiter out, and there were only two of them left in the box.

Song Cheng moved his chopsticks first, "Eat the vegetables."

"it is good."

Song Ci then picked up his chopsticks, took two mouthfuls of green vegetables, and rarely moved his chopsticks again.

Song Cheng didn't seem to have any appetite, so he ate a few mouthfuls casually, and started drinking tea when the tea came.

"Who is in your family?" Song Cheng asked suddenly.

"Only one brother."

"Where are the parents?"

"All dead."

Song Cheng said lightly: "It's so pitiful."

Song Ci was noncommittal, drank a sip of tea, and did not answer.

Song Cheng stood up and said, "That's the end of today's meeting. I still have something to do, so I have to leave first."

Song Ci followed suit and stood up, "Goodbye."

Song Cheng glanced at him with a smile, turned and left.

From beginning to end, Song Chengcheng did not mention the advertisement.

As soon as Song Cheng left, Director Chen came in and said, "I'm really sorry for making you come here for nothing. The chairman thinks you are not suitable for this commercial shooting." He handed over a black Card, "This is the VIP card of the Green Mountain Restaurant. With this card, you can eat for free in the Green Mountain Restaurant across the country. It should be considered as compensation."

Song Ci didn't answer, "No, thank you."

Manager Chen withdrew his hand and said with a smile, "The chairman said you would never accept it, and you are right."

Song Ci said, "Where is my manager?"

Director Chen said, "He just had dinner and went to wait for you in the car."

Coming out of the Green Mountain Restaurant and returning to the car, Zheng Zhi asked, "How did the talk go?"

Song Ci shook his head and said, "They don't think I'm suitable."

Zheng Zhi hurriedly comforted him and said: "It's okay, there will be more opportunities in the future."

Song Ci nodded and said, "I'm fine."

But Song Ci still felt a little uncomfortable.

It was an inexplicable meeting, and he felt like he was being played.

But he couldn't say anything.

Zheng Zhi drove Song Ci home.

He asked: "The trailer for 'Lightning in a Bottle' was released online, did you watch it?"

"not yet."

Song Ci didn't know about it at all.

He was a small supporting role in "Lightning in a Bottle" with only a few scenes, and he has almost forgotten the movie.

"I saw it." Zheng Zhi said: "You have two shots in the trailer, which lasted about three seconds, but it left the deepest impression on me, because your appearance as a woman is so beautiful. .When the movie comes out, you will definitely be a little hit."

Song Ci asked, "When will the movie be released?"

Zheng Zhi said: "The summer holiday, if I remember correctly, is July 7."

There is still half a year.

After "Lightning in a Bottle" is released, "Bones and Sugar" and "Merry-go-round Horse" should also be released one after another.

Song Ci was still looking forward to it.

"The MV that you and Zeng Jinhao filmed was also aired, so you probably didn't watch it either?"

"No."

"A week ago, Zeng Jinhao's first solo album was officially released. The album is called "Jin Shi". It also broke through 1000 million in one day. I read the comments below, and there are a lot of discussions about you."

"What about me?"

"Anyway, it's just trying to praise you for being handsome, having a CP relationship with Zeng Jinhao, etc., but most of them are asking who you are."

Song Ci was puzzled: "What is cp?"

"CP is an abbreviation for couple, which means that you and Zeng Jinhao are very compatible." Zheng Zhi said: "In the past two years, it has been very popular to speculate on CP. Almost every idol group has a pair of CP, and they have a huge number of CP fans, but they It’s not really dating, it’s just to stir up popularity. It’s like x-fire, where the CPs with the most fans are Zeng Jinhao and Wu Tiancong.”

In this way, Zeng Jinhao and Wu Tiancong are genuine CPs.

Thinking of Wu Tiancong, Song Ci instinctively thought of many bad things, so he changed the subject: "Brother Zheng, what was the annual meeting you mentioned on the phone yesterday? Do I need to do anything?"

Zheng Zhi said: "It's just a reception for all colleagues, eating and drinking, performances, lottery draws, and by the way, sum up the past and look forward to the future. You don't need to do anything special."

"okay, I get it."

"At the Westin Hotel at seven o'clock in the evening the day after tomorrow, I will pick you up then." Zheng Zhi said, "By the way, do you have a dress for the banquet?"

"No."

"It's not good to dress too casually on such a formal occasion, and you will have a lot of opportunities to attend various press conferences and banquets in the future." Zheng Zhi suggested: "Why don't we go buy some dresses now? Anyway, I have nothing to do in the afternoon. .”

Song Ci said, "Okay."

So, they diverted to the mall.

When they arrived at the shopping mall, Song Ci saw Li Fan's huge poster as soon as he got off the car.

In the poster, Li Fan was wearing a neat suit, staring at him expressionlessly. He was so handsome that it made his heart beat faster.

The poster has "h&s" written on it.

Song Ci looked around and saw the H&S storefront on the first floor of the shopping mall.

Zheng Zhi parked his car and came over. He also saw Li Fan's poster, said "Hey" and said, "Isn't that your brother?"

"Yeah." Song Ci felt a little proud, "He's a model."

Zheng Zhi said in admiration: "He was born to eat this bowl of rice."

So, they went to H&S and bought two suits suitable for the banquet, one of which was the one Li Fan wore in the poster.

Coming out of H&S, passing by a watch shop, Song Ci suddenly thought of the New Year gift, and said to himself, "Why don't you just give him a watch, every time he checks the time, he will think of me."

After entering, Song Ci was taken aback by the price of the watch.

The cheapest watch costs more than 5000, and it is still discounted.

He asked Zheng Zhi in a low voice: "Brother Zheng, are ordinary men's watches so expensive?"

Zheng Zhi also whispered: "This is Cartier, one of the top ten watches in the world, of course it is expensive."

But Song Ci took a fancy to a silver quartz watch, and felt that it was especially suitable for Li Fan.

Imagine, on New Year's Eve, he gave Li Fan a gift, and then confessed his love, it couldn't be better.

Song Ci still bought the watch.

It cost eighteen thousand.

He never imagined that he would spend so much money on something

But for Li Fan, everything is worth it.

When Song Ci returned home with big bags and small bags, Li Fan hadn't come back yet.

He found a suitable place to hide the beautifully packaged watch, hung the newly bought clothes in the closet, and then called Li Fan.

"Have you got off work?"

"Not yet, I can't go home to have dinner with you, you can eat by yourself."

"Do you need me to save you some food?"

"No, actually I can't eat dinner recently."

"Then when are you coming back?"

"About nine o'clock, if you're sleepy, go to bed first, don't wait for me."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Song Ci prepared dinner for Niannian, and then went to the kitchen to cook.

Since he was the only one to eat, he didn't want to bother him, so he ordered a bowl of noodles, cleaned up after eating, and went back to his room to read.

Li Fan didn't come back until after ten o'clock.

With a smell of alcohol.

Song Ci was so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open. After being smoky with alcohol, he suddenly woke up.

While helping Li Fan undress, he asked, "Who did you drink with?"

Li Fan shook his body twice and said, "The magazine... the editor-in-chief."

"Does your stomach hurt?" Song Ci threw the coat he took off on the bed, and said, "I'll make you a glass of honey water."

But Li Fan stretched out his hand and pulled him into his arms, buried his face in his neck, and muttered, "I'm sorry, I know you don't like me drinking, but I can't help it, I can't do it..."

Song Ci supported his body with some difficulty, and said, "I know, it doesn't matter."

Li Fan straightened up, looked at him with sleepy eyes, and asked, "Aren't you angry with me?"

It seems that he is still drunk, sober Li Fan would not say such a thing.

"Not angry." Song Ci smiled and said, "Not angry at all."

Li Fan asked uncertainly: "Really?"

Song Ci nodded vigorously, "Really."

Li Fan laughed, a little silly in a rare way, but very cute.

He hugged Song Ci into his arms again, hugged him tightly, mumbled a few words and then fell silent.

"Li Fan?" Song Ci called out in a low voice, "Asleep?"

His answer was heavy breathing.

Song Ci took a few steps back with his arms around his waist, carefully put him on the bed, took off his shoes, let him lie flat, then went to the bathroom and twisted a hot towel, wiped his face and hands, and went to the kitchen to make a cup Honey water, feed him to drink slowly, and then start to take off his clothes.

It took him a lot of effort to strip Li Fan down to a pair of underwear, and he really didn't have the strength to help him put on his pajamas.

No matter how many times he looked at his body, Song Ci still felt parched.

Chest, waist, legs, like Michelangelo's sculpture, could not be more perfect.

Song Ci pulled the quilt over his naked body to stop himself from thinking about it.

Because he was sweating all over, he went to the bathroom to take a shower, put on clean pajamas, turned off the light and went to bed.

Li Fan lay with his back to him.

Song Ci hugged him from behind, and could still feel his body temperature through a layer of fabric.

Just as he was about to fall asleep, Li Fan turned over, which woke Song Ci up a bit.

Li Fan's breath fell on his face, it was hot, itchy, and numb.

Song Ci became sober again.

He opened his eyes in the dark, stared at the sleeping face close at hand for a while, then slowly leaned over, closed his eyes, and kissed the long-awaited lips.

He held a piece of his lips, sucked jerkyly, and occasionally stuck out the tip of his tongue to lick it, tasting a little residual sweetness.

Originally, he only planned to taste it lightly, but gradually he couldn't stop, the more he kissed, the deeper he became, and the more he kissed, the more he couldn't control himself.

The sound of breathing in the ear is getting heavier and heavier.

Suddenly, Song Ci felt that Li Fan was kissing him back, and was about to back away in a hurry, but it was too late, his tongue was entangled, and he sucked fiercely, feeling pain and at the same time an indescribable comfort, which made him tremble all over.

Song Ci opened his eyes and found that Li Fan's eyes were still closed.

Did he think it was a dream?fair enough.

Song Ci closed his eyes again, and unconsciously put his arms around Li Fan's waist, bringing their bodies close together.

He knew what the hot and hard thing was pressing on his lower abdomen, and he was afraid and vaguely expecting it, and his body reacted accordingly.

Suddenly, Li Fan turned over and pressed on him, leaning forward while kissing, rubbing against his clinging lower body.

Although separated by two layers of fabric, the pleasure still came overwhelmingly, making Song Ci dizzy and clumsily cooperating with Li Fan's movements.

Not long after, Li Fan's arms suddenly tightened, his body twitched, and a groan escaped from his throat.

Song Ci knew exactly what happened.

He hugged Li Fan's body tightly, feeling him hard.

After about half a minute, Li Fan's body calmed down and his breathing became shallow.

Song Ci laid him flat on the bed, got up carefully, went to the bathroom, twisted a hot towel, took off Li Fan's underwear, endured a strong sense of shame, wiped the sticky liquid on his lower abdomen that exuded a fishy smell, and wiped it clean Then I found a new pair of underwear for him to put on.

After everything was tidied up, Song Ci lay next to Li Fan again, feeling a strange feeling in his heart.

He didn't know how to describe it, it was as if a ceremony had been completed, and after the ceremony was over, the distance between him and Li Fan became very, very close, never before.

Song Ci stared at Li Fan's profile for a while, then moved to his side, put his head against his, closed his eyes contentedly, and slowly fell asleep.