Don't raise green tea to attack the best actor as a stand-in

Song Ran remained silent for a long time, Song Qingshuang seemed to realize something, and said hoarsely, "Brother, do you want me to explain to Lin Feiyu?"

Song Ran was taken aback for a moment, before he had time to say anything, Song Qingshuang said coldly: "Impossible."

After saying these three cold words, Song Qingshuang lowered her eyes and silently poked at the ball of vanilla ice cream in front of her. There was no expression on her snow-white and indifferent face, as if refusing to communicate.

He would put on such a dead face when he was suffering since he was a child. Song Ran knew his virtue very well, and couldn't help but feel a little soft-hearted, so he wanted to reach out and pat the back of his hand to comfort him, but before he touched him, Song Ran hesitated again After a while, he silently retracted his hand-it was okay before, but now it is not appropriate.

His hand had just shrunk halfway, and Song Qingshuang raised his hand abruptly, and pressed the back of his hand hard.

Different from Lin Feiyu's slightly callused and always warm hands, Song Qingshuang's hands are slender and beautiful, with clean nails, the kind of hands that never work, and the temperature of the palm is slightly lower than that of ordinary people , Even in midsummer, there is a cool touch.

Song Ran tried twice but couldn't pull his hand out, so he could only helplessly say, "Qingshuang."

Song Qingshuang remained silent, and the two were relatively silent for a while.

After a long time, Song Qingshuang slowly let go of Song Ran's hand. This handsome and indifferent young man was silent for a moment, and finally said hoarsely: "Okay, I will explain to him."

Song Ran was a little surprised: "Qingshuang, you don't have to force yourself."

Song Qingshuang said in a low voice, "It's not forced."

Song Ran still wanted to say something, Song Xiaoran had already come back slowly, he looked at Song Qingshuang cautiously, then timidly sat down next to Song Ran, and gently grabbed Song Ran's sleeve, as if Thin shirt sleeves are a kind of invulnerable shield.

Song Qingshuang stared at the sleeve, and couldn't help giving Song Xiaoran a hard look. Song Xiaoran flinched, and the atmosphere became stiff again for a moment.

Song Ran was funny and helpless, so he had nothing to say: "Xiao Ran, how are the preparations for the Qixi Festival in the bookstore going?"

When it came to the matter of the Black Cat Bookstore, Song Xiaoran finally shifted his attention, and said seriously: "Well, the preparations are almost done, Xiaoyun and I made a lot of rose silk flowers last night, and we plan to use the silk flowers to make a magpie bridge. Plus a lot of small lanterns, it must be very beautiful, Brother Ran, you will definitely like it when you see it."

Song Ran blinked, recalling the promise he had made with Lin Feiyu before, hesitantly said: "Oh, I have something to do on Qixi Festival, and I may not be able to pass it."

Song Xiaoran seemed to have spent a lot of time preparing the Qixi Festival decoration for the bookstore. At this moment, when he heard that Song Ran couldn't come over, he looked very disappointed, and his eyes darkened: "That's it..."

Song Ran thought for a while: "Well, I'll come over at noon, but I have to leave before seven o'clock in the evening."

Song Xiaoran immediately became happy: "We can finish the decoration at two o'clock in the afternoon!"

Song Qingshuang listened to them discussing the topic of Qixi Festival, but she didn't interrupt. She just lowered her dark eyelashes and poked at the ice cream again and again, as if she was in a very depressed mood.

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After parting at the airport, Song Qingshuang didn't call. Song Ran thought that what he said "explain to Lin Feiyu" was just a spur of the moment. Unexpectedly, two days later, Song Qingshuang came to Lin's house.

Song Ran was very surprised, and quickly welcomed Song Qingshuang in: "Come in, what do you want? Coffee? Juice?"

"Pure water is fine." Song Qingshuang glanced at the living room, "Is he not there?"

"He held a quarterly meeting at the company today, and he should be on his way back now."

Hearing Lin Feiyu's absence, Song Qingshuang's expression relaxed a little, and then sat down on the sofa, Xiaohei Xiaobai circled around Song Qingshuang's trousers with a "meow~meow~", Xiaobai was timid, but Xiaohei was bold Some, it turned around for a while, and jumped onto the ice-faced guest's lap, flipping its belly flatteringly.

"Meow~"

Song Ran's eyes widened in disbelief. These two cats were obviously picked up by himself, so why didn't they turn their stomachs on him? !Forget about Lin Feiyu, after all he can cook cat food, but what did Song Qingshuang do?It's not fair!

"Very cute." Song Qingshuang scratched Xiao Hei's stomach, Xiao Hei seemed a little dissatisfied, twisted slightly, and gently gnawed on Song Qingshuang's slender fingers.

Song Ran was so jealous that he was sour, he couldn't help stretching out his claws tentatively, and Xiao Hei gave him a kick with his hind leg with a "meow~" sound!

"Eat the stinky cat, see how I teach you a lesson!" Song Ran angrily pressed Xiao Hei, and began to forcibly suck the cat.

Not to be outdone, Xiao Hei resisted: "Meow~meow~"

Song Qingshuang watched them flopping around on the sofa, one person and one cat, and couldn't help but raise the corners of their lips.

At this moment, a hesitant voice suddenly came from the door: "...Song Qingshuang?"

The two looked up, and Lin Feiyu was standing at the entrance of the villa, his beautiful amber eyes were staring at the uninvited guest on the sofa, his expression was very ugly: "Song Qingshuang, this is my brother's and my home, what the hell are you doing here?"

"Xiao Yu, what are you talking about?" Song Ran scolded.

Lin Feiyu pursed his lips, his face quickly eased, and then he actually showed an apologetic smile: "Mr. Song, I just said it casually, I'm sorry."

Then, he sat down on the sofa, squeezed between the two of them, and forcibly joined the cat teasing army. Song Ran was angry and funny, while Song Qingshuang's face was cold.

After teasing the cat for a while, Lin Feiyu gently scratched Xiaobai's neck, and suddenly remembered something: "Brother, they seem to be a little hungry. I roasted some small dried fish two days ago and put them in the vacuum preservation room of the refrigerator. Brother, can you bring some here?"

Watching Song Ran enter the kitchen, Lin Feiyu's face immediately darkened, as fast as a Sichuan opera changing face: "Song Qingshuang, it's getting dark, should you get out?"

Song Qingshuang lowered her eyelashes, her snow-white face showed no expression, as if she was trying her best to endure something.

Lin Feiyu was extremely impatient. He looked at the kitchen, and then lowered his voice: "What are you still doing here? Do you want to see with your own eyes how my brother is loved by me like that time? To be honest , I don't mind, I'm afraid my brother won't."

"Lin Feiyu, you are simply shameless!" Song Qingshuang clenched her fists.

"Shameless? Who is shameless? Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. You went to Africa two years ago, trying to play hard-to-get tricks, and you sent some videos of lions and zebras every now and then, trying to arouse brother's attention. Pay attention, my brother didn't pay much attention to you, and ran back eagerly..."

Song Qingshuang gritted her teeth and remained silent.

Lin Feiyu stared at him closely, like a ferocious beast staring fiercely at another ferocious beast that invaded his territory, and his voice was full of extreme malice: "It's a pity, during the two years you went to Africa, my brother and I were like glue, how can my brother have the time to talk to each other?" You? You don't even know how gentle and obedient my brother is when I love him, and how nice his voice is..."

Song Qingshuang's face was extremely ugly. Looking at his expression, Lin Feiyu felt relieved and proud: "By the way, the weekend is Qixi Festival. Guess what I will do to my brother on Qixi Festival night?"

Song Qingshuang clenched his fist tightly, blue veins emerged on the back of his hand, his snow-white jaw was tense, and then he suddenly sneered: "On Qixi Festival, he should still go to the Black Cat Bookstore, right?"

Lin Feiyu was slightly taken aback, before he had time to say anything, Song Ran had already returned to the living room with the dried fish.

"I'm leaving." Song Qingshuang suddenly got up and left the villa in a hurry.

"Qingshuang!" Song Ran looked at Song Qingshuang's back without turning her head, and couldn't help frowning, "Xiaoyu, are you talking nonsense again?"

Lin Feiyu pursed his lips aggrievedly: "No, I don't know what's going on, maybe President Xiao Song is not feeling well."

Song Ran doubted: "Really?"

"Really, I swear."

Song Ran didn't really believe Lin Feiyu's white lotus rhetoric, but Song Qingshuang was not the kind of person who would only run away if he was bullied. If Lin Feiyu really said something ugly, Song Qingshuang would definitely fight back.

Song Ran pondered secretly, could it be that Song Qingshuang still couldn't bear to explain that matter to Lin Feiyu, but was too embarrassed to break her promise to herself, so she simply left?In fact, it's nothing, if Song Qingshuang doesn't want to, she won't force it.

That night, Song Ran took a hot shower before going to bed as usual.

Lin Feiyu was lying on the big soft bed, listening to the sound of water splashing in the bathroom, couldn't help taking Song Ran's phone, and secretly logged in with his fingerprint.

He used to like to peek at his brother's cell phone, and never let go of chat records, memos, and shopping carts. In addition to guarding against rivals, he also wanted to know everything about his brother, which made him feel very satisfied. It is said that doing so is not enough Great, but he doesn't see any problem at all.

After the two got together, because he was worried that his brother would be unhappy, he tried his best to hold back and tried not to peek at his mobile phone. It has been six months and nine days since the last time he peeked, but today he heard what Song Qingshuang said , he couldn't help it again.

Song Qingshuang said that his brother would go to the Black Cat Bookstore on Qixi Festival, Song Qingshuang would not say such things for no reason, what is he implying?Black Cat Bookstore... Wu Xiaoyun...

"W..." Lin Feiyu quickly found Wu Xiaoyun in alphabetical order, and clicked in.

The content of the wechat chat between my brother and Wu Xiaoyun was very normal, without any ambiguity at all. He also mentioned the "Night of the Double Seventh Night" event held by the Black Cat Bookstore. Lin Feiyu was finally relieved, it turned out to be a bookstore event.

Recently, my brother did go to the bookstore too often, almost every day, and that damn Song Qingshuang was talking nonsense, which made me think about it. In fact, it was nothing at all, it was just a bookstore event.

Just as Lin Feiyu put the phone back, Song Ran came out covered in moisture.

Because of the heat, Song Ran's slightly pale lips became moist and bright, Lin Feiyu's eyes followed him closely, until Song Ran sat down by the bed, Lin Feiyu finally couldn't help turning over and kissing him , he kissed for a while, his hands and feet gradually became a little dishonest, but was gently pushed away by Song Ran.

Lin Feiyu muttered dissatisfiedly: "Brother..."

"I'm too tired recently, let me rest for two days." A few days ago, I was almost exhausted from being tormented by Lin Feiyu, a bastard. In the past two days, I have to coax Song Xiaoran and pick up Song Qingshuang. Song Ran feels physically and mentally exhausted. .

"Tired?" Lin Feiyu observed Song Ran carefully, and found that there was a faint blue-black circle under his eyes, and he felt distressed immediately. He gently pecked and kissed the faint dark circles under his eyes, and stopped moving.

The two kissed stickyly for a while, Song Ran rubbed his eyes wearily: "It's too late, go to bed early... Well, Qixi will make it up to you."

Lin Feiyu pecked and kissed his cheek, and said in a hoarse voice, "How do you make it up?"

Song Ran was so sleepy that her eyelids drooped: "... Whatever you want."

Lin Feiyu rolled his eyes slightly, and leaned into Song Ran's ear: "Brother, on the night of Qixi Festival, I want to be outside..."

Song Ran listened in a daze, her cheeks gradually became hot, but she still nodded slightly.

"My brother is so kind to me." Lin Feiyu hugged the person in his arms tightly, feeling extremely satisfied.

Song Qingshuang, that idiot, actually tried to use Wu Xiaoyun to sow discord, his brother loved him so much that he didn't even watch the living dead, so how could he have any ambiguity with that girl?It's just a Tanabata event at the Black Cat Bookstore, so what's the point?

Does Song Qingshuang think that she is that kind of suspicious jealous jar?ridiculous.

Well, on the night of Qixi Festival, I wanted to surprise my brother by covering the car with a thick layer of fresh and tender Bulgarian rose petals, then went to the Black Cat Bookstore to pick up my brother, took him directly to the beach, and then opened the roof of the car. In the pile of rose petals under the sky full of stars, being gentle and rough to my brother.

The author has something to say: A Confident Feather: Ridiculous.