cute naive

Huang Xingyun gave Song Wenyuan a hard look, turned to Kang Tianzhen, and smiled kindly, "Tianzhen is in a good mood today?"

"No way," Kang Tianzhen looked at Song Wenyuan with a smile, "I was in a normal mood, but when I saw Song Wenyuan, I suddenly felt better."

"Ahem..." Song Wenyuan was a little embarrassed, "Are you free today?"

Kang Tian was really taken aback, "I'm very free every day."

Huang Xingyun smiled and said, "Since I'm free, why not come to Xiaoxuan Window, chat with Wen Yuan, sort out antiques, it's better than looking at Kong Xin's old cat face."

"Pfft ha ha ha..." Kang Tianzhen burst into laughter, "Old cat face...my uncle...my uncle is so angry...hahaha Huang Lao, you are so funny..."

Huang Xingyun's eyes were full of kindness, he looked at this handsome child with pity, feeling that he couldn't get enough of it, "Naive, how old are you this year?"

"I'm the same age as Song Wenyuan." Kang Tianzhen snapped his fingers, "I should be 22 years old."

"What about your birthday?"

"Ah?" Kang Tianzhen looked at him curiously, "Why do you ask this, do you want to give me a birthday present?"

"What kind of birthday gift do you like?" Huang Xingyun asked with a smile, "As long as you like it, I can give you anything."

"Really?" Kang Tianzhen's eyes widened and he shouted happily, "I want a yacht!"

Huang Xingyun's smile froze instantly.

Song Wenyuan couldn't help laughing, Huang Xingyun had an old face, depressed for a while, took a deep breath, and laughed again, "You kid...you are really naughty, so what day is it?"

"October 10th." Kang Tianzhen curled his lips unhappily. "It's naughty to want a yacht. My dad takes my mom to the yacht every year to celebrate their wedding anniversary. I want to take Song Wenyuan there too."

Song Wenyuan's heart warmed, and he rubbed his hair. If Huang Xingyun was not here, he really wanted to pull him into his arms and give him a good kiss. This person seems to have magical powers, every frown and smile can make himself better than the last moment. I like him even more.

Huang Xingyun asked eagerly, "What about the lunar calendar?"

Kang Tianzhen looked at him ignorantly, "I celebrate my birthday in the solar calendar, and in the lunar calendar... probably the tenth day of September."

Before the words were finished, Huang Xingyun stood up abruptly, and the movement was so great that he knocked over the tea table, only to hear a crisp sound, the purple sand teapot rolled down, and fell to pieces on the ground.

Song Wenyuan stared at the residual tea on the wooden floor, his eyes suddenly turned cruel.

Kang Tianzhen was taken aback by such a big reaction, subconsciously shrank back, and said in a low voice, "What's wrong? Why are you so excited?"

Song Wenyuan took his hand, squeezed it hard, and said to Huang Xingyun, "Teacher, I know that day is the anniversary of my teacher's death, but it has nothing to do with innocence. It's just a coincidence."

"No...it's not..." Huang Xingyun looked at Kang Tianzhen, his eyes burst out with strange madness, and he took a step forward, "It's not a coincidence... It's not a coincidence... Tianzhen, come here, let me see you..."

"Fuck, your teacher is crazy," Kang Tianzhen whispered to Song Wenyuan, "Aren't you going to take him to see a psychiatrist?"

Song Wenyuan slapped him on the buttocks, "Go back first."

Kang Tianzhen refused to leave, and turned his eyes cunningly, "...I want to see how crazy he is."

"Don't make trouble."

"No trouble," Kang Tianzhen raised his eyes, looked at him, and said solemnly, "Actually, I still want to play with you for a while."

Song Wenyuan had no resistance to him. Hearing such intimate words, he was immediately filled with joy, and laughed softly, "I'll go find you in a while."

"Okay," Kang Tianzhen glanced at Huang Xingyun reluctantly, and then walked out of the Xiaoxuan window step by step.

Song Wenyuan looked at his lingering little figure, thinking that he was not willing to part with himself, and clearly wanted to stay and watch Huang Xingyun's jokes.

"Why did you let him go?" Huang Xingyun scolded, "Hurry up and call him back, I still have a lot to say."

Song Wenyuan stopped wiping the antiques, threw down the rag, turned around and walked out.

As soon as he stepped into the store door of Gujin Pavilion, he saw Kang Tianzhen's winking smiling face lying on the counter, and the haze in his heart dissipated immediately. He said with a smile, "So happy?"

"Your teacher is like a psychopath," Kang Tianzhen said, "He certainly won't really give me the yacht."

Kong Xin was lying on the rattan chair reading a book, and he sneered, "Return the yacht, you sold Huang Xingyun, why don't you want a private jet?"

"I don't know how to fly a plane," Kang Tianzhen gritted his teeth, didn't know what to think of, and suddenly smiled obscenely, and lowered his voice to Song Wenyuan, "But I can masturbate."

"It's nothing to show off, everyone will," Song Wenyuan said calmly.

"..." Kang Tianzhen curled his lips and patted his arm, "It doesn't hurt anymore? When will the plaster cast be removed?"

"Next week," Song Wenyuan said, "after removing the plaster, I'm going to Beijing to participate in the preview of the special calligraphy and painting auction. Would you like to come with me?"

"What am I going to do?" Kang Tianzhen said, "I don't have any collection to put up for auction, and I don't have money to participate in the auction. Should I go soy sauce?"

"Then why don't you go?"

Kang Tianzhen tilted her head to look at him, and smiled slyly, "If you invite me, I'll go."

Song Wenyuan couldn't help laughing, deliberately teasing him, "Will you go or not?"

"No!" Kang Tianzhen grabbed his shoulder and shook violently, "You can't do this, invite me quickly, Song Wenyuan, you said you like me, you have to invite me, invite me quickly, invite me quickly!"

Song Wenyuan had no choice but to lean close to his ear, and chuckled, "My dearest innocent, how about going to the preview together for a favor?"

His voice was gentle and sexy, and the few words that flowed in his ears made Kang Tianzhen's face flush instantly. He looked at Song Wenyuan and said calmly, "Since you have invited me so strongly, then I will Reluctantly give you some face."

Kong Xin put the book on his face, and sighed leisurely, "How the hell time flies, little bunnies will fall in love."

It was night when the two of them boarded the plane. Song Wenyuan looked at the darkness outside the window, his face was calm and he felt uneasy. This ancient painting collected from Chongqing was priceless, and the catalog had just been delivered to collectors, and there were many of them. Someone called the auction house, wanting to do a private transaction, so popular, he should be happy, but the closer to the auction date, the more he felt an inseparable emotion, if not really short of money, he would not I will send this ancient painting to auction.

Kang Tianzhen looked at him, "Are you unhappy?"

"No," Song Wenyuan looked at his fair face, feeling happy instantly, thinking to sell it, let's sell it, get the money to make the principal to open a store and start a business, earn money to buy a yacht for someone .

It was already 12 o'clock in the night when we arrived in Beijing. Kang Tianzhen got off the plane and was as sleepy as a dog. He yawned, "The air in Beijing is so dry, my nose hurts... Song Wenyuan, I'm so sleepy."

"Persevere, go to the hotel right away, and you can go to bed," Song Wenyuan hailed a taxi at the airport, stuffed Kang Tianzhen into the back seat, opened the trunk, put the luggage of two people, and opened the door , and saw that Kang Tianzhen had already fallen asleep lying on the back seat.

Looking at his peaceful sleeping face, Song Wenyuan thought to himself: I sleep really fast, and I'm not afraid that I'll sell you out.

The taxi stopped at an express hotel, Song Wenyuan paid and got off, dragging the suitcase in one hand and holding Kang Tianzhen in the other, and walked into the hotel with difficulty, Kang Tianzhen saw the sofa in the lobby while half asleep, and rolled over on his own initiative, I fell asleep on my stomach.

The front desk lady covered her mouth and laughed, Song Wenyuan smiled helplessly, took out her ID card, "I booked a business twin room online..."

"Okay, please wait a moment," the lady typed a few words on the computer, and suddenly exclaimed, "Oh, I'm sorry, sir, the business twin room is fully booked."

"How is it possible?" Song Wenyuan was displeased, "I have fulfilled the reservation."

The front desk felt very sorry for such a mistake, and kept bowing down to apologize, "I'm really sorry, it's our fault, otherwise, sir, can you choose another room?"

Song Wenyuan said calmly, "What other rooms can I choose? Standard rooms?"

"The standard rooms are fully booked," the front desk said apologetically, "Why don't you choose an economy room? Actually, the bed is also very big. This is because there is no window in the room, so it may feel a bit depressing."

"No." Song Wenyuan turned his head and glanced at Kang Tianzhen. If he was alone, he would be able to overcome any difficulties, but if he brought Kang Tianzhen with him, he would not be wronged again. "Is there anything else?"

Kang Tianzhen slept on the sofa for a few minutes, opened his sleepy eyes, and shouted, "Song Wenyuan, you haven't booked a room yet?"

"Wait a minute, it'll be alright."

Kang Tianzhen rubbed his nose. The dry air made his nasal cavity very uncomfortable. He walked over and hung on Song Wenyuan's body, "What's wrong?"

"There are no more twin rooms."

Kang Tianzhen looked up at the room type on the wall, "I want this luxury family room."

The front desk whispered, "I'm sorry this one is also full, there is only one room left, our signature luxurious tatami double bed room."

Kang Tianzhen looked at Song Wenyuan, "What is that?"

"Couple room," the front desk was so ashamed that he buried himself in the counter, "It is necessary to register two people's ID cards and marriage certificates. We are a regular hotel, and the procedures are very important..."

Kang Tianzhen stared at her blankly, "We don't have a marriage certificate."

"..." The front desk was shocked.

Song Wenyuan smiled hurriedly, "Then, can you accommodate me? Even if we two men live in a couple's room, we won't do anything strange, even if it's an anti-pornography..."

"No, no, no," the front desk quickly waved his hand, "I can operate, and it's not so easy to meet anti-pornography. Besides, two men, this... Well, in short, there is no problem."

After completing the check-in procedures, Song Wenyuan dragged Kang Tianzhen into the elevator, looked at the number on the room card, "8521, very auspicious."

Kang Tianzhen touched the poster on the elevator wall curiously, "This hotel is so strange, why are there couple rooms? No, why can't we stay in couple rooms even though we are couples?"

"We..." Song Wenyuan suddenly didn't know how to answer this question. He grew up in a special family. He felt that men and women can marry since he was a child, and there is no problem between men and men. How should I explain it to him? There are many people in this world. In people's eyes, not only is homosexuality not a normal couple relationship, but it is a kind of mental illness?