even if you are a man

Obviously clarified, but the next day the news about Dao Shen brushing data became more and more popular.

Song Changyou was paying attention to the news in a timely manner, as if he was watching a farce, and he was quite happy facing the computer: "You can only punish my brother by making fake news, what do you think the gangsters are trying to do with this. "

Xu Yanting was silent for a while and said, "I'm sorry."

Song Xiang was taken aback by his sudden solemn tone: "What's going on? What are you doing?"

Xu Yanting showed him the phone, and it was a text message from Xu Jinghua: This is just the beginning.

Song Xiang stared at the phone for three seconds, and suddenly heaved a sigh of relief: "I was so scared to death, I thought you were cheating."

Xu Yanting: "..."

Song Xiang coughed twice: "Well, so your father did this."

"……Um."

Song Xiang's tone was very excited: "Is it the kind in the dog-blooded TV series-it's hot, drive Daxia Longque out of the Internet literature world?"

Xu Yanting was silent for a while, "...It's my fault, I shouldn't have brought you into it."

"What's wrong, brother was so happy at the time. If it weren't for your father, how could we have lived together so early, we probably wouldn't be together now." Seeing Xu Yanting's unhappy look, Song Xiang touched Xu Yanting with a smile Touching his face, "Well, if you have to apologize, it's better to repay with your body. Wash it up tonight and wait for me on the bed. Now give me a smile, come on."

Xu Yanting looked at Song Xiang and said seriously: "I'll make it clear to him when I get back, and tell him to stop."

"okay."

Xu Yanting lowered his eyes slightly, looking a little depressed.

"Tingting, you really don't have to blame yourself too much." Song Xiang put away his foolish expression, reached out and lifted Xu Yanting's chin, forcing him to look at him, "I've written a lot of stories in recent years. Confused. I started writing because I found something I like to do and needed money to support myself. In addition, it was empty and cold at the time. Writing novels made me affirmed. But now, the goals I set at the beginning have almost all Finished... Actually, I was thinking about this a month ago, and I think it's time for me to find a new direction in my life."

Xu Yanting looked at him: "No more writing?"

Song Xiang shook his head: "Of course I write. It's just that I used to put writing novels first in my life. It was my hobby, work, and social interaction. Most of the joys, sorrows, and joys in my life came from it. I Want to make a change..."

Song Xiang paused, then continued: "Writing novels will become very pure in the future. It's just a thing I love. I won't worry about the evaluation it gets, nor will I worry about it. I am worried about whether I can make money, I just need to share it with everyone, and it doesn’t even matter if I am a big summer dragon bird or not. Do you understand?"

Xu Yanting looked at him silently, with complicated eyes.

""Looking at You" will be almost finished in a month, and I think the highest level I can reach is almost like this. I plan to go out to collect folk songs. Do you want to travel with me to the great rivers and mountains of the motherland?" Song Xiang thought for a while and added, "Well, after my dad and I apologize and reconcile."

Xu Yanting's eyes were exceptionally soft: "Okay."

"Ah, by the way," Song Xiang thought of something, and cast a wink at Xu Yanting, thinking he was very charming and asked, "Do you want to read my outline? Tingting, I will write whichever one you want to see." , this is the privilege I give you."

Xu Yanting put his arms around Song Xiang's waist, pressed the back of his head, leaned forward and kissed him, "Thank you."

Song Xiang has never been able to resist the tender side of Xu Yanting's cool brother, and soon sank into his masculinity soberly.

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That night, Song Xiang had just typed the words and escaped from the state of selflessness. When he looked up, he saw Xu Yanting coming out of the bathroom with steam all over his body, covering his whole body with only a towel around his waist.

Suddenly, a drop of water fell from his hair and hit his chest muscles, then slid down along the lines of the abdominal muscles, and finally followed the half-hidden mermaid line, and disappeared in the part covered by the bath towel.

shit.

Song Xiang looked at this familiar scene, his eyes straightened, and his nose was faint, as if there was a sense of déjà vu...

here we go again!This little goblin is here to seduce brother again!

Song Xiang touched his nose subconsciously, it was very good, finally there was no more nosebleed this time.

On the other side, because he was stared at for too long, Xu Yanting finally noticed his fiery gaze. He rubbed his hair and looked at Song Xiang, and smiled at him after a moment's pause.

After a moment of distraction, Song Xiang secretly started brainstorming——

Today is an opportunity.

First of all, because of what Tingting's father did, it is rare for him to be so negative now.As a good husband, Song Qu believes that it is emotional and reasonable, and he should use some things that can make everyone happy together to accompany his wife through this emotional trough.Furthermore, Tingting feels guilty towards him, and feels that she has caused him trouble, so she should let herself do whatever she wants with him...

So in the next second, Song Xiang rushed forward.

As Song Xiang expected, Xu Yanting has a great opportunity today, but in the face of Xu Yanting's depression, it is Song Xiang himself who shows his weakness. He is calm and gentle, but also a little fragile. Watching him with his eyes, he felt that his heart was so soft that he couldn't get tougher at all.

At the same time, because the foreplay was too comfortable, Song Xiang accidentally let down his vigilance, so...

All in all, the process was very passionate and intense. Song Xiang didn't wake up until one o'clock in the afternoon the next day. He could only lie face down on the bed like mud, with back pain and weakness, but he didn't have a fever.

Xu Yanting ordered some porridge and brought it to his bedside to feed him.Song Xiang had already accepted his own character setting resignedly, so he just accepted it, after all, it was so cool.But what was absolutely unbearable was that he was actually a coward who needed to be fed for a meal, which made Song Xiang very ashamed, so he simply buried his face in the pillow and pretended to be dead.

Xu Yanting probably saw what he was thinking, stroked his hair and said, "We can work out together in the future."

Just as Song Xiang was about to say something, Xu Yanting said with a trace of regret in his tone: "However, if you develop a whole body of muscles, your body may not be as soft as it is now..."

Song Xiang: "Ah, ah, shut up for me!"

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Two days later it will be Qingming, and Song Xiang takes Xu Yanting to visit the grave.

Song Xiang formally introduced Xu Yanting to his mother and talked for a long time.He would not come in Qingming in previous years because he might run into his father, but this year he came here specially at this time and stayed for a long time, but he failed to meet him when he wanted to.

Due to some ulterior reasons that everyone understands, Song Xiang has been physically exhausted for the past two days, so he finally decided not to wait, and went home another day to meet his father.

Before leaving, Song went to the toilet, Xu Yanting was waiting for him outside, and then saw the middle-aged man who sat next to him at the author meeting a few days ago.

The other party was also a little surprised when he saw him. After a moment of silence, he stepped forward and said, "Are you here to visit the grave too?"

Xu Yanting nodded.

The middle-aged man seemed to have a deep meaning in his voice and asked, "Did you come here by yourself, or did you accompany someone?"

Xu Yanting hadn't expressed his confusion yet, Song Xiang had already walked out of the toilet.

He raised his head and wanted to tell Xu Yanting to leave, when he suddenly saw the middle-aged man next to Xu Yanting, his mind went blank for an instant, and his knees suddenly went limp.

With a plop, he knelt on the ground: "Dad."