Husband who is five years younger, he flirts again

With the help of Qin Lang, Song Li chatted with Xue Sang about other things when they were young, good and bad, some things that both of them were deeply impressed, and they couldn't help but feel a little emotional after the chat. More than ten, this time and years are really not forgiving.

After chatting, they didn't even bother to pay attention to the time. Only when Ye Yi came back from get off work did the two of them react.

"Is it this late?"

Song Li glanced at the time, they fell asleep halfway through the chat, Song Li carried him to sleep, the little guy still hasn't woken up yet.

Because he was thinking about He Muyan's advice to him to go home early every day and send him messages on time, Song Li subconsciously stood up: "I should go back."

Xue Sang was choking from eating potato chips, took a sip of water and looked at him: "What's the rush, anyway, this is the order, let's go after eating."

Ye Yi, who took off his coat and put on his apron, also walked over and said, "Yes, don't worry about leaving, I'm cooking now, and it will be ready soon."

Song Li looked at Ye Yi, no matter how many times he watched the picture of this tall man wearing a cartoon apron, he still had a weird sense of cuteness.

She smiled at him embarrassedly: "Then, please."

"Being polite to him is being polite to me. I'm sorry."

Xue Sang pulled him to sit down and continued whispering to him.

Ye Yi had already rolled up his sleeves and walked into the kitchen with a smile.

Song Li looked at his back, couldn't help kicking Xue Sang's calf and said to him: "I said, can you also pay attention."

Xue Sang was stunned: "Pay attention to what?"

Song Li pointed in the direction of the kitchen with his chin, and said softly, "Ye Yi is a big man, he works so hard every day, and he has to cook for you again when he comes back. You don't feel bad for seeing it."

Xue Sang rubbed his calf that hurt from being kicked, thought he was going to say something, and said speechlessly: "It's not how you know that I don't feel bad, and I didn't ask him to cook as soon as he came back. Sometimes I even take the initiative to say I want to go out to eat, but he doesn't want to, he said that cooking is his hobby, he likes to watch me eat the food he cooks."

Song Li thought for a while, and this really seemed like what a good man like Ye Yi could say: "Even so, I think you should be considerate of him once in a while, and you can't always let him pay so unilaterally. Now he is willing to do this because he loves you and loves you, if he doesn’t want to love you so much in the future, what will you do.”

"What can I do?" Xue Sang let out a "tss", as if he didn't care much: "Pull it down."

This heartless brat, Song Li sighed, reached out and patted his hair: "Ye Yi is really a good man, Xiao Sang, you should cherish it."

"Come on less." Xue Sang opened his hand and looked at him with lowered eyes: "Do you feel in your heart that I have done it again? Let me tell you that when two people are together, it is never possible for only one person to pay unilaterally. You saw that Ye Yi paid for me, how did you know that I didn't pay for him, he cooked for me, served my stomach, and you know how he tossed me in bed that night , Good guy, I just went to the hospital last month, do you know what department I saw."

Song Li shook his head.

Xue Sang grinned, but didn't dare to say it out loud: "Anus! Intestine! Section!"

Song Li: ...

Song Li was a little surprised. Although he knew that Xue Sang was always open-minded in such matters, Ye Yi seemed to be such a gentle person, so he probably wouldn't make things difficult for him.

Looking up at the busy figure in the kitchen: "Ye Yi, you don't seem to be such an inconsiderate person."

Xue Sang leaned on the sofa and smiled: "I didn't say he was inconsiderate, but he was too considerate. Every time I took the initiative, he would act lightly as if he was afraid of hurting me. But the problem is that he It's too big there, and the desire in that area is very strong, every time it starts, it won't stop for most of the night, look at my small body, do you think it can bear it!"

What he said was too straightforward, Song Li blushed when he heard it, and he didn't know if it was because of his easy empathy, when he heard Xue Sang talk about such things, he couldn't help but think of himself and He Muyan.

It seems that the situation is similar.

Xue Sang knew what he was thinking just by looking at his expression, and leaned over to touch his shoulder: "I think of your husband, I rarely hear you mention this matter, how about it, is he living with him? face is just as good."

Song Li pushed him away, his face was so hot that he could fry eggs: "You, let's not talk about this, okay, right..."

Speaking of He Muyan, he suddenly remembered a very important thing.

Turning out his mobile phone from the side, he tapped his fingers on the screen quickly, looking anxious.

Xue Sang looked over curiously: "No way, you still have to report to your husband every day?"

After Song Li sent the message, he checked the time. It was about 5 minutes later than usual. After a while, he should be fine.

After finishing this important event, he was in the mood to answer Xue Sang's question: "I don't usually use it. Didn't He Muyan go on a business trip during this time? He was worried that it would be unsafe for me and Nian Nian to go home too late, so he let me Send him a message at eight o'clock every day to let him know that we are already at home, so he can rest assured."

Xue Sang shook her head "tsk tsk", too lazy to complain about his excessive attachment to He Muyan: "But, you are not at home now, aren't you cheating your husband by saying that, I am not afraid that he will find out, come back and punish~ punish you."

The word "punishment" was said by Xue Sang in an extremely indecent way, and those who looked at him winkingly wanted to hit him.

Song Li thought for a while and said: "Once in a while, it's okay, and I'm not really outside. Isn't this at your house? What can happen?"

"That's true." Xue Sang nodded, and when he wanted to say something, he heard Song Li's cell phone vibrate twice.

Song Li immediately picked up his phone, clicked on WeChat, and it turned out to be a message from He Muyan, with only a simple question.

Husband: Are you home?

He used to leave a note to He Muyan as Mr. He, and then he woke up to look at his phone once, and for some reason, he became "husband". He Muyan must have secretly changed it with his phone while he was asleep.

He thought it was quite funny at the time, but he didn't expect that He Muyan could be so childish, so he took advantage of him to take a shower and looked at his mobile phone, thinking of repaying him with his own way, and also Change the note he left for himself.

But when he opened He Muyan's WeChat, the first thing he looked at in the chat interface was his familiar Conan profile picture with only one pose for the truth, and the note name was impressively: Kiss baby wife.

Song Li: ...

He felt disturbed at the time, and immediately withdrew in shame.

Depend on!What's the matter with He Muyan, relying on his own WeChat to do whatever he wants, what kind of note did he leave? This is it, isn't he afraid that if he accidentally let others see it, he will be laughed at?

At that time, where will he put his domineering president's face? It doesn't match his style of painting.

From this point of view, it is actually very restrained that this person didn't secretly change the note he left for him to "mighty and invincible husband".

Shouldn't Song Li be thankful that he saved some face for himself?

Closer to home, Song Li was a little dazed when he saw the message his "husband" sent him. It wasn't that the question he asked was strange, but because of the time difference between the two countries and He Muyan's busy schedule, he used to report it to him. When preparing, he often didn't reply after seeing it, or simply replied "Got it".

It was the first time that it was true to ask "Are you home?" like today. Song Li knew He Muyan's temper too well, and knew that he would definitely not mean to ask such a question, so he subconsciously got a little nervous and replied carefully.

Send pear: Yes, at home.

After waiting nervously for a while, He Muyan didn't reply to his messages any more.

Song Lisong breathed a sigh of relief, did this person really just ask this casually?

Xue Sang, who was next to him, saw that his expression changed so wonderfully for a while, and asked him curiously: "What are you doing, frowning like this, someone asked you to borrow money."

Song Li put down his phone: "It's much more serious than borrowing money. I just sent a message to He Muyan to report, but he actually asked me if I was really at home. Do you think he knew I was lying to him?"

Xue Sang didn't expect him to be worried about this, and looked at him unbearably: "No way, he's far away across the ocean, thousands of kilometers away, how could he know if you're really at home now, unless he's on your body Install a monitor or something..."

When Xue Sang said this, he suddenly rolled over and got up: "Fuck! Seriously, your husband can't really install location monitoring on you, don't tell me, it really looks like that guy can do it." thing."

Song Li waved his hands as if he had heard some joke, and shook his head vigorously: "How is it possible, this is illegal, no normal person would do such a thing, you have too much brains."

Xue Sang hissed: "I suddenly had such an idea, and this is a kind reminder to prevent you, a silly white sweet, from being so happy that you don't know anything about it."

Song Li wrinkled his nose at him, didn't continue to discuss this with him, got up and looked at him and said: "I'll go and see Niannian, the little guy is too sleepy, I have to give him milk."

Xue Sang also stood up: "Then I'll make milk powder for him, so that my godson can feel the love of his godfather."

Song Li saw that he was intoxicated with his hands folded on his chest, and resisted not hitting him.

After feeding Nian Nian and taking him out to play for a while, Ye Yi also just finished dinner, because he wanted to entertain Song Li, and specially made several hard dishes, which were delicious, delicious, and similar to Aunt Chen's. The skill ratio was even worse than that, and he gave Song Li a thumbs up, and once again lamented what kind of fairy boyfriend Xue Sang found.

He was a bit stuffed after dinner, Xue Sang took him to play games to digest his food, and a lot of time passed by playing the game, and before he knew it, it was almost ten o'clock.

Xue Sang sat on the carpet, leaning on the sofa and said to him: "Why don't you leave tonight, I don't feel worried about you driving Nian Nian home alone at this late hour, let me sleep here today."

Song Li put down the handle, got a headache from playing games, rubbed his temples and glanced at the study behind him: "No, I'm sleeping here, what about Ye Yi, besides, he has to drink milk several times during the New Year's Eve, crying and making noises Yes, it affects you too much."

"I just told you not to see us, and you forgot, right?" Xue Sang said sharply, "Don't talk nonsense, what can I do if I sleep for a night, besides, I haven't slept with my precious godson yet. After sleeping, I will wake up with you tonight to feed him."

Song Li thought, it didn't really wake you up, just your problem of turning into a dead pig when you fell asleep, if it really woke you up, you might be so annoying.

But now the time is really a little late, Song Li struggled for a while, then picked up his phone to check, the chat records between him and He Muyan still stayed at the question and answer at the eight o'clock meeting, and He Muyan didn't give any more information. What did he send a message to ask? It seems that he was really thinking too much just now.

Thinking about it this way, Song Li felt relieved, nodded and said, "That's fine, He Muyan is not at home, and I don't want to stay with Nian Nian in such an empty big villa."

"That's right." Xue Sang clapped her hands, stood up and looked at him and said, "You go take a shower first, I'll talk to my husband."

Song Li nodded and watched him walking briskly towards the study with his slippers on.

At night, Xue Sang didn't let Song Li and Niannian sleep in the guest room, but drove Ye Yi over. Song Li felt very sorry, and sat on the bed in Xue Sang's pajamas and looked at him: "Is the heating in your guest room working well? It's cold, don't freeze people."

"Don't worry." Xue Sauna dried the towel and hummed his hair: "The heating in this community is pretty good, and there is no cool place in the house, so he can't be frozen."

Song Li felt relieved, the hand holding the toothbrush suddenly hurt slightly, and looking down, it was Nian Nian who was wrapping his fingers again.

She pulled out her hand in a funny way, and tapped his chubby little face.

The corners of Niannian's mouth were glistening with saliva, and he stretched out his little paws to hold his hand, and talked to him in a "squeaky" voice.

Saying a word, Song Li answered a sentence, and sometimes asked him other questions on his own initiative, and answered him with "ahhh" every year. The father and son chatted enthusiastically, and Xue Sang next to him was dumbfounded.

Throwing off the towel and climbing onto the bed, he said amusedly: "If you don't know, you might think that you two are making some secret sign, what are you talking about?"

Song Li smiled: "Isn't that the way to bring children? Immersive performances, you have to be as silly as you want. As long as you are not embarrassed, the embarrassing ones are others."

Xue Sang thought for a while, then nodded in deep agreement: "I have learned, I will also learn the essence of immersive performance."

The three of them performed immersively for a long time, and finally stopped after Niannian was so tired that he fell asleep with his little head tilted. Xue Sang wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with emotion: "Or those small stars who are not willing to Acting well, it turns out that immersive performances are so tiring, and now my whole brain is congested and buzzing, it’s too much."

Song Li looked at him speechlessly: "Don't be poor, it's too late, go to bed quickly."

Xue Sang yawned, lay down next to him, turned to look at him and Niannian: "What if I roll over at night and hit my baby godson?"

Song Li shook his head: "It's okay, you sleep honestly, I know."

Xue Sang nodded "Oh" and asked after a while: "But such a small person sleeps next to me, I think I will be nervous, I will not suffer from insomnia."

Song Li ignored him this time and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

Xue Sang was bored and didn't speak for a long time. After about 5 minutes, he suddenly opened his eyes again and stared straight at the ceiling: "The milk smell on Niannian is so sweet, it smells on my head. What if I suddenly want to drink milk?"

Song Li: ...

Song Li didn't open his eyes, and said quietly: "Xue Sang, if you want to sleep with your husband next door, hurry up, no one will stop you."

"Really." Xue Sang sat up, looked at Song Li's sleeping face, and scratched his chin in embarrassment: "Li Li, don't think too much, it's not that I don't want to sleep with you and Nian Nian, don't worry, If you wake up drinking milk at night, call me, and I will definitely come over and make milk powder for you."

Song Li was so sleepy that he didn't bother to talk to him, so he turned over and grunted twice to deal with it.

Xue Sang didn't say any more nonsense, hugged his pillow, got off the bed and ran out carefully.

As soon as he went out, Song Li fell asleep with his head tilted. He had to get up several times at night to feed Niannian and change diapers. He also deliberately tried to call Xue Sang, but no one answered.

Song Li sneered, knowing that this guy was just running the train casually.

Song Li got up early the next day, not because he wasn't sleepy, but because he wasn't at their own home, and it wasn't easy to really sleep in.

Nian Nian woke up earlier than him, and didn't make a fuss. With big black eyes open, she tried to tilt her head to look at Song Li.

Song Li sat up so that he wouldn't have to struggle so hard to look at himself, and the two of them played on the bed for a while, when they heard Xue Sang knocking on the door for them to have breakfast.

After breakfast, Ye Yi went to work on time. Xue Sang was packing up his things in the living room, and suddenly said to him: "I'm going to go to the store today to get ready. Lili, do you want to come with me?"

Song Li thought for a while, looked down at Nian Nian who was playing with the ball, and shook his head: "It's inconvenient for me to take Nian Nian, so I won't go, you are going to open a store so soon."

"Not fast, it's the tenth day of the Lunar New Year." After finishing speaking, he turned back and asked him, "Then where are you going today, back to your empty Dabieye like a haunted house?"

"No." Song Li took out his phone and shook it at him: "I just received a ticket for an art exhibition from Teacher Xiao Xu. I plan to go to see the exhibition and go home after eating outside."

Xue Sang nodded: "Alright, go out for a change of mood, and cultivate our artistic cells every year."

They left the door around ten o'clock, Xue Sang drove directly to the store, and Song Li took Niannian to the place where the art exhibition was held. This exhibition was organized by a foreign painter he liked very much. It was a global tour exhibition, and he paid attention to it After almost half a year, they finally came to the city where they were.

Xu Shanshan knew that he liked this master, so she told him not to forget to go a few days in advance, and even helped him grab a ticket.

Song Li felt that this little girl was very caring, and treated her to a super meal that far exceeded the ticket price of the art exhibition.

When we arrived at the place, the exhibition had already started. Song Li put Niannian in the stroller, checked the ticket and went in through the special passage. Today is not a day off, and not many people came to see the exhibition. Song Li received a conceptual drawing of the exhibition hall , I plan to go to the hall I am most interested in first.

If possible, he also plans to buy a painting that he likes, ask the master to sign it for him, and take it back for collection.

After wandering through several halls, he found the painting he wanted to buy the most this time. The feeling of seeing the real work on the spot is really different from looking at the pictures on the Internet. The sense of substitution and shock made him stand below and look at it. for a long time.

"Do you like this "Shadow" too? Among the works exhibited by the master this time, this one is my favorite."

He was watching intently, when a voice suddenly sounded from behind pulled him back from his thoughts immersed in the work, and he always felt that the voice was somewhat familiar.

Turning his head and looking to the side, he saw a man who was much taller than him standing next to him. His facial features were tough and profound, and his skin was a healthy and powerful wheat color. Sensation and aggression are both very strong, and it seems a bit out of place with the quiet and solemn environment of the exhibition hall now.

The overly strong sense of presence attracts frequent glances from passers-by.

Song Li frowned: "Qin Lang, why are you here?"

Qin Lang lowered his head, looked at his expression and knew that he must have misunderstood, and hurriedly explained: "Song Li, don't think too much, I didn't follow you on purpose, the security work of the entire exhibition hall today is entrusted to our army, I am The person in charge, I just happened to be patrolling this hall now, I didn't expect to meet you here, do you think this is a kind of..."

After all, he still didn't dare to say the word "fate" in Song Li's cold eyes.

Song Li obviously didn't want to have anything to do with him, so he turned around and was about to leave while pushing the stroller.

Qin Lang subconsciously followed him, but he didn't dare to talk to him anymore, he just walked like this for a while, Song Li turned his head impatiently to let him stop following him, but suddenly heard a noise coming from the side.

Strangely, I turned my head and saw that it was the exhibition hall next door. A group of people were arguing about something. Suddenly, a woman screamed loudly. In an instant, the crowd dispersed, and then they saw a The man in black was holding a painting in one hand, and rushed towards this side with a knife that was shining coldly in the other.

His speed was too fast, and he ran straight towards Song Li and the others. Song Li was frightened by the fierce cold light in his eyes and the sharp fruit knife. After rushing to his side, he suddenly heard Niannian's loud cry, and his heart skipped a beat, before he even thought about it, he bent down and jumped onto the stroller to fully protect Niannian.

The second before he closed his eyes resignedly to his fate, he seemed to see a black shadow flashing past him, it was Qin Lang!He rushed forward in an extremely stable figure, and the movement of his legs was so fast that people couldn't see clearly. The next second, he saw the criminal "scream" and was kicked to the ground, and his body was still on the smooth marble floor due to inertia. Sliding up a long distance.

Qin Lang's beautiful counterattack made people's blood boil. After a moment of silence, the whole exhibition hall immediately burst into applause and cheers. Qin Lang ignored these, walked quickly to Song Li, and looked down at him: "Xiao Li, you It's okay!"

Song Li hadn't recovered from the fright just now, subconsciously looked at Nian Nian in the stroller, Nian Nian had already lost his voice from crying, and his little face was flushed, it seemed that he was really frightened.

Distressed, he stretched out his hand to hug him out, but when he looked up, he saw that the gangster was standing behind Qin Lang again at some point, and the other security guards who rushed over from all sides had already rushed to this side, but it was obviously too late, Song Li His eyes widened, and he subconsciously shouted: "Qin Lang, be careful!"

Qin Lang's eyes became sharp in an instant, but for some reason, it was only for an instant. Seeing that his figure was not moving, Song Li raised a hand to block, and the next second the gangster Gao Yang's fruit knife was inserted into his on the arm.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-06-1219:27:10~2021-06-1318:52:19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 grenade: 1 nameless ending;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 8 bottles of Tangzhi; 6 bottles of toothpaste; 2 bottles of Zai Zai;

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