When God Is My Ex-Husband Today [Rebirth]

A banquet that was neither big nor small was finally over, during which Wu Ye was forced to drink a lot of wine, although it was not a strong wine, but it was indeed the first time for a young man to taste wine.

When Wu Ye was belching from wine and was helped to Lu Song's room by the little maid at home, he was almost unconscious.

He sat on the armchair happily and stupidly, watching Lu Song gently undress and wipe his body with a gentle expression.

Wu Ye hiccupped, stared blankly at Lu Song, then murmured something, put his hands on Lu Song's neck, and buried his head in his shoulder.

"Ah Song..." Wu Ye approached Lu Song almost raving, and could smell some pure and fragrant tea fragrance at the tip of his nose, and laughed for a while before muttering to himself: "Ah Song, you are drinking tea again It's..."

Lu Song pursed his lips helplessly, stretched out his hand and passed Wu Ye's arm through his neck, lifted him up with great effort, and threw him onto his bed.

Wu Ye was dishonest, he grabbed the quilt from left to right on the bed and hugged him in his arms, and patted him lightly with one hand twice.

What Lu Song saw was funny and touched, he was drunk like this, with his own arms, and let the end of the cup lie on his shoulder—isn't it the sleeping position of the two of them on weekdays.

"Ah Song..." The person on the bed closed his eyes, stretched his legs dishonestly onto the quilt, and then, as if suddenly reacting, patted the quilt with his hands, in a posture of coaxing people to sleep...

Lu Song frowned, waved away the maid in the room who was pursing her lips and snickering, and after closing the door, went to the bed and lay down.

Woke up naturally from a dream, the sky outside seemed to be still dark, and the voice of the servant girl had not been heard outside the house, it seemed that it was still early.

Lu Song was awakened by the wetness between his legs, and Wu Ye beside him was still asleep, with a healthy and natural blush on his face.

He lifted the quilt and frowned, and sure enough...

Wu Ye's red thigh was firmly pressed against his waist, and he straddled the not-so-big bed, with one hand still tightly wrapped around his shoulder, and he would babble from time to time.

As for that wet feeling...

Lu Song pursed his lips slightly, then stretched out his hand and pushed Wu Ye beside him.

Wu Ye opened his eyes in a jerk, looking extremely sober, but his gaze was fixed on one place... He stared desperately, seeing everything familiar around him, he closed his eyes again and fell directly on the ground. Lie down on the bed, and dragged Lu Song to lie down together.

Lu Song sighed helplessly, stretched out his hand to touch Wu Ye's long hair, and said, "Brother Ye, you've lost your sperm."

And kicked him.

Lu Song twitched the corner of his mouth, felt a gust of wind flying by, and the door was slammed shut from the outside, and finally laughed out loud.

He got out of bed, and there was hot water that had been simmered overnight in the house. He made some himself, and went out to get some well water. He took off the clean clothes and went out.

Outside the door was Wu Ye who had already quickly changed his clothes and was standing in the corner with his head down, like a big abandoned dog.

"Brother Ye, it's time to pack up and bid farewell to parents." Lu Song smiled slightly, and took the initiative to walk over to hold Wu Ye's hand.

Wu Ye moved his fingers twice, looked at Lu Song's expression out of the corner of his eye, saw that he didn't look angry, and then tightened his grip cautiously.

"Father, that's pretty much what he said yesterday, Ah Song, look at Father Lu and Mother Lu..." Wu Ye thought for a while, and said the same thing.

"That's it." Lu Song stopped for a while, took Wu Ye's hand and walked back to the room, "Our two things are placed on the soft couch, saying goodbye to parents will be nothing but tears, The mother is not in good health, so she should avoid this misfortune."

Lu Song smiled and picked up the packages that belonged to him and Wu Ye, and after handing them to Wu Ye to pick them up, he let him fly out of his house without going through the main entrance.

Wu's health is not very good recently, if she bids farewell in person, she will have to cry a lot.

He and Wu Ye didn't bring any clothes when they came out this time. They all stayed at home, but they just brought a lot of silver. Before they left, they left a letter for Lu Ke. How to deceive Mrs. Wu...that's not their business up.

Lu Song narrowed his eyes and smiled, holding hands with Wu Ye, walked a step behind him, gnawed on the candied haws in his hand and boarded the boat.

"A Song, drink some water." Wu Ye handed over a water bag, and Lu Song took a sip to moisten his lips, wash away the sweet taste in his mouth, and then handed the remaining half of candied haws to Wu Ye Ye got up and walked to the guardrail and took a deep breath.

"The Yingchuan River is still so beautiful." Lu Song squinted his eyes and smiled, turned around and leaned against the railing, watching the early-rising women coming out to wash clothes or buy vegetables by the bank. Such a refreshing start to the morning.

"Yeah." Wu Ye finished eating the candied haws in his hand in two or three bites, and took a few sips from the place where Lu Song drank just now, before washing away the taste of candy in his mouth.

"Brother Ye, is the Fengweiqin still there?" Lu Song looked at the surrounding scenery and felt his hands were itchy, so he asked.

When Fengweiqin was ten years old, his father not only received a guqin from there, but it was said that since the Fengweiqin was born decades ago, no one has ever been able to play it.

It wasn't until he was ten years old that he played the first melody he had learned on the phoenix-tailed qin with his own hands. The ancient deep qin sound that seemed to come from Hongmeng finally resounded through the Lu family.

The real three days around the beam rang in my ears.

Wu Ye nodded, untied a package that looked very small from behind, and took out a phoenix that was no bigger than his four palms.

"Speaking of which, this piano is also perfect." Wu Ye muttered again, "No matter how I play it, it won't be in tune, but the light will make chaotic noises."

Lu Song snickered.

Ever since the Phoenix Qiuhuang he played at Lu Ke's birthday banquet for the first time became famous all over the world, Wu Ye tried every means to play the Fengweiqin, but he didn't know that it was specifically against him. It can ring, but it can't make a tune, which is very strange.

Wu Ye angrily pulled the strings of the qin and played it. I don't know if the Fengweiqin was against him or what, but it made a sound like a dull fart, which immediately attracted the people on the same boat to look here. .

Wu Ye twitched the corner of his mouth and put the scratched finger into his mouth to suck. He walked to the side and sat down obediently with his head down. I want to disassemble this broken violin into eight pieces!