Husband who is five years younger, he flirts again

After He Muyan left, the mother and son didn't sit in the living room anymore, and took a shower and went to bed after drinking fruit wine.

Song Li was lying on the bed, thinking that another day had finally passed, and only hoped that the wedding would come quickly, so that the two of them would not have to suffer this kind of torture for no reason.

In the middle of the night, Song Li started to have that kind of dream again, not as intense as yesterday, but it was still a toss, tossed and turned like pancakes, and finally woke up with the same sore body.

Song Li couldn't take it anymore, and firmly believed that there was something wrong with his bed. When he went to wash up, he found that the right neinei was swollen today.

Absolutely, is it also a distribution system for insect bites!The left side the day before yesterday, and the right side yesterday, there are only two in total, so where are they tonight.

During the meal, he complained to Song's mother, saying that there must be flea-like insects in his room, and he couldn't bear the bite.

Mother Song looked at him helplessly, wondering how her precious son had only lived in the son-in-law's mansion for a few months, how could he still develop such a delicate problem, he couldn't stand being bitten by bugs.

After thinking for a while, I said to him: "I'll go out and buy some insecticide for you today, but it's the cold winter months, whose house is still plagued by bugs, so I don't know if it's a good idea to buy it."

Song Li took a bite of the rice, his chest was painful and swollen, and it was so uncomfortable being rubbed by his underwear, he didn't know what kind of insect was so poisonous.

In the afternoon, Mother Song came back from the outside, and sure enough, she brought a few bottles of insecticide, such as killing cockroaches, poisonous and harmful, and seeing that one was more effective than the other, he picked up a bottle and shook it, planning to spray some in the room after dinner , those damn bugs should be pretty much killed by the time you go to bed at night.

It was another late night, and I don't know if it was because of the spraying of insecticides in advance. Song Li slept very soundly in the first half of the night, but because he drank an extra bowl of chicken soup stewed by Song's mother for dinner, he couldn't help thinking of going to bed in the second half of the night. bathroom.

After being suffocated, he subconsciously stretched out his hand to support his stomach. He was so sleepy that his body was still shaking when he sat up.

Pressing the pillow with one hand, trying to use his strength to get up, but the pillow missed, but he touched something hot and waking up. At first, Song Li thought it was the hot water bottle that his mother stuffed him at night, so he touched a few more. Only then did I realize something was wrong.

No, why does this touch feel so much like a human muscle?

Song Li was sobered up by his terrifying thought, and suddenly opened his eyes and looked down.

With the dim moonlight outside the window, he could clearly see a tall man standing beside him.

Song Li's throat tightened at this moment, because he was so frightened that he couldn't scream at all for a while, and his hands were shaking too badly, and he even thought that he was dreaming now.

Maybe it was because he was shaking too much, a lot of the quilt was taken off the man's body, most of his shoulders were exposed, he mumbled "cold", then turned around and hugged Song Li's waist.

This moment also allowed Song Li to clearly see half of his exposed face, his heart went "boom", and his eyes widened in shock.

"He Muyan?!"

He Muyan was finally woken up by his screams, rubbed his eyes and yawned, with a sleepy nasal sound in his voice: "Li Li, do you want to go to the toilet? I'll carry you."

He got up and stretched out his hand to hug him before he even opened his eyes. He was not awake at all. This movement was completely a physical instinct developed during this period of time. Song Li opened his hand, but he still hadn't recovered: " No, what's going on, I'm not dreaming, aren't you at home? Why are you suddenly at our house again, and sleep on my bed!"

He Muyan seemed to be very sleepy, leaning on him like a boneless body, his chin rubbed against his neck softly: "I want to leave, I can't sleep at night without hugging you, so of course I came to look for you."

"Then how did you get in here?"

He Muyan pointed to the bedside table at the back. There was a small key on it, shining cold white silver light under the moonlight: "My mother-in-law gave me a spare key before."

Song Li: ...

He simply didn't know how to complain. He was very angry at first, but seeing this person nestled in his arms like a big dog, with light blue dark circles under his eyes, he knew that he must have been very angry these two days. Exhausted, so busy with work during the day, and unable to sleep well at night, pitiful, Song Li's heart couldn't help but soften again.

Stretching out a hand to rub his hair, he said softly, "You didn't come here during the day, you must be very busy in the company."

He Muyan gave a vague "huh": "Fortunately, I was busy for a long time, and then my mother came to see me, and she scolded me for a long time."

Song Li: ...

He knew that this matter could not escape the eyes of He's mother!

Thinking of how obediently he was being scolded by He's mother without daring to refute, Song Li couldn't help being a little funny: "Then you still dare to come."

He Muyan snorted twice, and hugged him even tighter: "Who will know at night."

That's true, in the middle of the night, who would have thought that his big boss wouldn't sleep well at home, and insisted on running to other people's houses like a thief, and even sneaked into his bed, almost scaring him into belching.

But when it came to the night, Song Li couldn't help but think about what happened the day before yesterday and last night. He went through the things in his mind, suddenly understood, and looked down at the person in his arms.

"Is this your first time here today?"

He Muyan shook his head: "This is the third day, and I slept with you the day before yesterday and last night."

really!Song Li was about to be laughed out of anger, and raised his hand to push him: "There is something wrong with you, come here, why are you sneaking here, at least tell me, and I'll ask you, did you take advantage of it? I fell asleep and secretly teased me."

He Muyan blinked, then raised his head and kissed his ear: "Li Li is so obedient and soft when he's asleep, and you won't scold me for anything you ask me to do, so I can't help it..."

Listen to what people say, Song Li trembled with anger: "You, your behavior is what everyone says is abnormal. Do you know that, no wonder I wake up every morning thinking that I have been crushed by a ghost, and you still talk to me. My mother said that the marks on her body were bitten by insects, but now that I know the truth, I will have no face to see her tomorrow."

He Muyan heard him say this, the light in his black pupils gradually cooled down, and he looked much more awake than before: "I don't know that I am the person at night."

Song Li nodded, feeling very embarrassed: "It's not like you don't know that I slept very heavily after I was pregnant. If I didn't drink too much chicken soup tonight, I would not get up at all. When you came two nights ago I don't feel anything at all, I just feel like I'm dreaming, groggy, and a person who can't see my face turns me over and over, I'm still thinking how can I do this kind of shameless thing when I'm so old A dream, I never thought it wasn't a dream at all."

After Song Li finished speaking, he felt it was funny again, and looked up at him, but was startled by the gloomy expression on his face: "What's wrong, you're looking at me like that all of a sudden."

He Muyan seemed to be fully awake, sitting upright and facing Song Li: "What Lili means is that you always thought you were doing that kind of thing with someone in your dream, and that person wasn't me."

Song Li was stunned, he said so much just now, but he only heard this?

He was so angry that he didn't know what to say. He stretched out his hand and pushed him away: "Are you interesting, you have to eat this kind of jealousy."

He Muyan pursed his lips and didn't speak, he said sullenly, "Li Li reacted so well, I always thought you were thinking of me..."

What... what a good reaction!How could it be any better, Song Li's face turned white and red, he was so angry that he didn't want to talk to him, he was about to get up while holding the bed.

He Muyan grabbed his hand: "Where are you going, baby?"

Song Li shook him hard: "Piss, let go."

He Muyan's stickiness came up again, and he wrapped his arms around his waist, acting like a baby: "I'll carry you."

The muscles on this man's arms were very strong, they were bound around his waist like iron clamps, and Song Li couldn't move at all.

He was also really uncomfortable, and looked at him in compromise: "Hurry up."

He Muyan said "I obey", one hand stopped his waist, the other reached into the crook of his leg, and hugged him effortlessly.

After going to the bathroom, the two of them lay on the bed together again. Song Li was actually a little angry, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

He Muyan felt a little wronged, and put his chin on his shoulder: "Baby..."

"Don't act like a spoiled child to me." Song Li said angrily, "Don't you have any introspection at all?"

He Muyan was seriously silent for a while, and then said after a while: "Holding my wife to sleep at night, what do I need to reflect on?"

"He Muyan!"

"Okay." He Muyan didn't care about his resistance at this meeting, and forcefully took him into his arms, and said softly, "I know it's wrong to do this, and it scares you, but if you and Zai Zai are not around at night By my side, I really suffer from insomnia. If I didn’t sneak over in the middle of the night to hug you and sleep for a while, I wouldn’t even have four hours of sleep a day. If this continues, I might have collapsed before the wedding .”

This person always has various reasons, Song Li couldn't say no to him, and he didn't want to calm down so quickly, he moved in his arms uncomfortably, and accidentally touched the place on his chest.

He frowned in pain and cried out softly.

He Muyan immediately looked at him worriedly: "What's wrong?"

Song Li felt angry without asking him, and stretched out his hand to touch his right chest: "Isn't it all because of you, how many times have I told you not to play there all the time, I'm so sensitive to these two points recently, I can't bear it if I touch it." No, you still made me so swollen that I can't bear the pain even if I wear my clothes."

As soon as he said He Muyan, he knew what was going on. He took his hand away, carefully unbuttoned his pajamas, and by the light of the night light beside the bed, he clearly saw the two miserable little girls who were tossed .

The one on the right is more swollen than the one on the left, and it is red because it is exposed to the cold air, like a red plum shivering in the cold wind in the twelfth lunar month of winter, which looks very cute.

He Muyan touched it with his fingertips, and Song Li immediately groaned in pain, and opened his hand.

"Don't touch it again."

He Muyan put the clothes on for him: "I thought you liked it when I made it, so I didn't think too much about it. Why is it so swollen? Is there any problem? Otherwise, let Dr. Wu take a look at it tomorrow."

"Let's forget it." Song Li shook his head: "I have to tell the doctor about this kind of thing, what will the doctor think of me, I can't afford to lose this person."

He Muyan held him in his arms again, letting him pillow his arm: "Stop talking, let me hug you."

Song Li leaned against his chest, after a long time of fussing, he was finally able to calm down.

"The day after tomorrow is the wedding, how come the closer I get, the less I feel."

He Muyan nodded: "I feel the same way, I just want these few days to pass quickly, it's too difficult."

Song Li laughed: "Don't we meet every day?"

He Muyan kissed his hair: "It's different."

Listening to his deep voice, Song Li said, well, it's really different, the two of them are good, it's like having an affair.

He Muyan seemed to be really tired, and he sank after breathing for a while.

Song Li raised his head and asked him, "How long are you going to stay today? It's already past two o'clock in the morning."

"Leave at five."

Song Li nodded, and there were less than three hours left.

He Muyan retracted his arms, and said: "I will come to pick you up early in the morning the day after tomorrow. It may be a bit hard. You should rest well. If you feel tired, you must say it. Don't hold back."

"it is good."

"Do you like the clothes you tried last time? Do you need to change to something else?"

"No need." Song Li shook his head: "I think it's quite comfortable to wear, and my stomach is not so obvious. I sent you a photo later, do you think it looks good?"

The two of them didn't go to try on clothes together. He Muyan was flying to another province for a meeting, and the time here was very tight, so he tried it on himself first. Xue Sang accompanied him. He tried on three clothes in total, and the price of one was more expensive than the other. Let Xue Sang take charge of the matter.

Later, they chose one that both of them were satisfied with. The price was not the most expensive among the three, but it was the most suitable for Song Li.

Xue Sang rarely showed his approval for He Muyan that day, and praised him for the first time.

Song Li felt that he was overwhelmed by the price of the wedding dress.

Superficial.

"It's beautiful." He Muyan's hoarse voice brought his attention back, and whispered next to his ear: "Do you know how I felt when I saw it for the first time?"

Song Li looked up at him, curious: "What?"

He Muyan raised his chin, deep lust surged in his black pupils: "I want to take it off, and I want you to wear it and have sex with me."

Song Li's face became hot, and he didn't dare to look at what was in his eyes, and buried himself in his arms, muttering softly: "It's as if you haven't picked it up."

He Muyan smiled softly, stroked his hair with his big hand: "Stop talking, go to sleep."

Song Li blinked his eyes a few times and felt a little sleepy. He opened his mouth and yawned: "Sleep, you have to leave tomorrow morning..."

When he got up early the next morning, He Muyan had already left, and Song Li sat on the bed to recover and was lazy.

After getting dressed and going out to take a shower, I saw Mother Song and Father Song discussing something around the table in the living room.

Song Li also walked over curiously: "Dad, when did you come back? What are you looking at?"

The two turned their heads together, and Song's mother happily waved to him: "Xiao Li, come here, come here, and see what good things my mother-in-law has given us."

Song Li took a look and found that they were two sets of new clothes and jewelry. Mother Song's was a red cheongsam, which was not very ostentatious and warm red, but at first glance she could tell that it was made of excellent fabric and workmanship. It is made of gold thread, and the embroidery is all purely handmade. Based on his current understanding of the He family's extravagance, this cheongsam is at least six figures.

The jewelry box next to it is also very complete. It looks like agate earrings and necklaces, which match the style of the cheongsam very well, with a low-key luxury feeling. Just by looking at them, one can imagine that the person who wears them must also be an extremely charming beauty.

In comparison, Papa Song's suit is not so eye-catching and unassuming. It is a regular style that is not easy to make mistakes, but it is also a well-known brand. It is equipped with a famous watch and tie, and a pair of well-crafted and beautiful black leather shoes.

Mother Song said next to her: "Someone suddenly delivered these things to the door this early in the morning. After asking, I realized that it was prepared by my mother-in-law. She is too polite. Although we have never seen this brand, but look at it. We know that the fabric workmanship must not be cheap, so how can we have the nerve to accept it.”

Song Li didn't expect Mother He to be so considerate. Looking at Mother Song's tangled expression, she smiled and said, "Since everything has been delivered, there is no reason to return it to them. Dad, Mom, you can wear it later." Let me have a look, my mother maintains such a good figure, she must look good in this cheongsam."

Song's mother was so praised that she couldn't close her mouth. She carefully picked up the cheongsam and fondled it fondly: "Then, let me go in and try it now?"

Song Li nodded: "Go, I'll take pictures of you and send them to Moments later, so that you can be the best among your sisters."

"Okay, okay, wait for me for a while."

Mother Song happily entered the house with her clothes, but Father Song still stood there without moving.

Song Li looked at him: "Dad, why don't you try on clothes."

Papa Song shook his head, walked to the sofa and sat down, habitually took out a cigarette to light, glanced at Song Li's stomach, and stuffed the cigarette back.

"Xiao Li, sit down, Dad will talk to you."

Song Li glanced at him, walked over to him and sat down. In his impression, he rarely chatted with his father so seriously like now. The relationship between father and son can't be said to be unfamiliar, but it can't be said to be close.

Father Song loosened the tie around his neck, and touched his forehead behind his back. Song Li found that the hair on his forehead seemed to be getting less and less unconsciously.

He remembered that his grandfather started to go bald at about this age. Thinking about it this way, maybe he will be like this in the future.

Song Li couldn't help laughing after imagining the picture of himself being bald in his 50s.

Papa Song asked him, "What are you laughing at?"

After asking, he looked down at himself, and smiled: "Oh, dad's clothes are very wrinkled. You just got off the plane, and you haven't had time to change them yet."

Song Li hurriedly shook his head and regained his composure: "I'm not laughing at you, Dad, what do you want to say to me."

"Oh, this, it's nothing." Father Song put his hands on his lap, took a deep look at him, and sighed, "I was just thinking that the child who worked so hard for half a lifetime was taken away like a daughter. Thinking about it makes me sad."

Song Li had never heard him say such a thing to himself, so he didn't know how to answer the conversation for a while.

Papa Song seemed very melancholy, but his voice was powerful: "Xiaoli, there are some things that Papa has never told you, but you must understand the truth yourself. Don't underestimate yourself just because of this, the He family is rich and powerful, we can't compare it, but if you really suffer any grievances there, your mother and I will vent your anger on you even if we fight two old bones, you first Song Li, who is the son of my Song Guozhong, is an upright man, and next is the son-in-law of their He family, you must keep this point firmly in my heart."

Every word of Song's father hit Song Li hard, deafening. He never thought that his father, who was only obsessed with academics and chess skills, had always been paying attention to him, using his own way The silent guardian cared for his only son.

The more Song Li looked at him, the more uncomfortable he felt, and his eyes couldn't help turning red.

Papa Song reprimanded him: "Just now I said that I want to be a man, why are my eyes red?"

Song Li raised his hand to wipe the corner of his eyes, and said sincerely, "Dad, thank you."

Papa Song looked at him and sighed: "I ran into Xiao He when I came back just now."

Song Li was stunned, the emotion that filled his heart just now was frightened away, and he explained nervously: "Dad, he's actually not..."

"I haven't finished talking yet, why are you in a hurry." Papa Song glared at him, and couldn't help laughing out of his thoughts: "That kid, I don't know where he got the courage to come up and give me a hug." With a full heart, thank you for bringing you to this world with your mother, I am so excited, I am more jealous than you are now like a rabbit, good guy, I have been in contact with this kid a lot, and I will never see him again. It’s not good to be stable and mature, and today’s experience can be regarded as understanding, he is just a half-year-old kid at 25.”

Looking at the smile on his face, Song Li couldn't imagine He Muyan saying these words to Papa Song with red eyes.

Father Song stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder: "Xiaohe is a good boy, you can see that he has you in his eyes, and your mother and I can rest assured if you are handed over to him."

Song Li looked into his eyes, and seemed to see the glistening water in it, but Father Song didn't dare to let him look at it for too long, turned his face away unnaturally, got up and coughed: "I'll go see you Why hasn't Mom changed her clothes yet, she still doesn't accept her age at this age, so she insists on wearing a cheongsam."

Song Li saw his back as he walked away quickly as if running away, and knew that he must also be shy.

Leaning on the sofa with a smile, looking down at her stomach, her voice trembled slightly: "Zai Zai, isn't your grandpa very cute?"

The holy church, the pure white doves, and countless pairs of eyes offering sincere blessings to them, He Muyan followed the priest after reading the oath, lifted Song Li's veil, and kissed him deeply.

Song Li's eyes seemed to be blurred by tears again and again, and from the corner of his vision, he seemed to see Xue Sang crying very loudly in the audience: "Song Li! You give me happiness! Happy forever! Song Li, Song Li! Don't want He Muyan in the next life This bitch, I will marry you in my next life!!"

He was crying and laughing at the same time, shouting so hoarsely that he was hugged tightly by Ye Yi next to him.

The newcomers on the stage were exchanging rings, and He Muyan finally had a firm grip on his baby. Even when no one was making noise, he still held Song Li's face and kissed him earnestly and passionately. Song Li closed his eyes and raised his hand Arm around the neck.

"It's too late." Under the cheers of the audience, He Muyan bit Song Li's red and swollen lips and said hoarsely.

Song Li opened his hazy eyes, and said softly "Huh?"

He Muyan stroked his ring, put it on his lips and kissed: "I have already trapped Lili's next life, Xue Sang has no chance."

Song Li didn't expect that he really listened to this sentence, and looked at him with tears and smiles.

"Also ask me if I am willing to be trapped by you for two lifetimes."

He Muyan put his arms around his waist, narrowed his eyes and said viciously, "I'm in charge."

This time it was Song Li who took the initiative to kiss him, and when he closed his eyes, tears slowly fell down.

His husband is so attractive, he likes it very much.

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感谢在2021-06-0516:55:20~2021-06-0619:17:53期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Gu Yantang 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Z1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!