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When Ting Yun arrived at the office, he was still a little flustered. He shyly dragged his cheeks for a while at the workstation, and bumped into Sister Dong and Manager Zhang coming in together.

"Ting Yun, what are you thinking about?" Manager Zhang said casually, "Don't you think about your husband?"

Ting Yun had never called Song Youfang that way before, but when Manager Zhang poked at him, Ting Yun hesitated and stammered for a long time before finding a way for himself.

"No... No, I agreed to invite everyone to dinner. How about this Saturday? It won't delay the holiday too much, right?"

For things like eating, everyone will definitely cheer, "Of course there is no delay, have you chosen a good place?"

Ting Yun was about to say no, and wanted to ask everyone's opinions, but the phone rang first, and he looked at the caller ID, it was his father, so he could only say sorry to his colleagues, and then went out to answer the phone.

"Dad, is it so early today?"

Ting Yun has the habit of talking on the phone with his parents every day, which makes Ting Yun a little surprised.

"Have you arrived at the company? Did you delay your work?"

Ting Yun responded, "No, my colleagues just arrived."

"Hey, that's what happened." Dad paused, "I just came back from shopping downstairs, and it just happened to run into my neighbors upstairs and downstairs. Everyone knows about your marriage, and the wedding banquet is so far away. , it’s not convenient for people to come and go, so I wonder if I can hold another banquet at home.”

Sometimes it's such a coincidence that everyone seems to have made an appointment. Just as Ting Yun wanted to agree, his father spoke again.

"You and Youfang don't have to think about where to go. You know that the uncles and aunts upstairs and downstairs like to be lively the most. Let's think about it in the lobby downstairs."

The community where Ting Yun lived was remodeled from the dormitory when his parents were working. The surroundings were colleagues from the same unit. The uncles and aunts were all old acquaintances. Many weddings and weddings were held in the lobby downstairs.

Because of Song Youfang, Ting Yun didn't get married in the hall, he thought he had no chance, but when his parents mentioned it, Ting Yun felt that he could make up for his regret.

After hanging up the phone, Ting Yun first asked his colleague what he meant. It doesn't matter where he can eat, what matters is the joy of getting married.

At noon, Ting Yun called Song Youfang again. The fact that the venue of the banquet was set in the lobby of the community probably exceeded Mr. Song's imagination, and there was silence on the phone for half a minute.

Just when Ting Yun disagreed because of Song Youfang, the phone rang again.

"Okay, what exactly needs me to do, come back tonight and tell me."

Ting Yun muttered softly, "There's no need to do anything."

Song Youfang gave an "um" in doubt, and Ting Yun quickly said, "Let's talk about it when we go back."

He couldn't explain clearly on the phone for a while, Ting Yun felt that no matter how he explained, Song Youfang couldn't imagine what the party downstairs would be like.

Ting Yun's words "no need to do anything" left Song Youfang with no idea. Seeing the weekend, the two of them were about to leave the house.

On the bed was the gown that Song Youfang had asked someone to prepare in advance, because he was still not at ease.

Ting Yun found Song Youfang's usual suit again, "The dress is too much, your usual suit will do."

If Ting Yun had to say, even Song Youfang's usual suits were too high-grade, and today he was going to meet an elder in a community, who was his colleague, so he could only get in touch with everyone if he was ordinary.

As soon as the car drove to the gate of the community, you could see balloons and ribbons hanging on the trees. There were people of the same age getting married in the community before, and Ting Yun was quite happy watching it. Unexpectedly, when it was his turn, he was inexplicably embarrassed. Sneaking in to see Song Youfang's expression, Song Youfang probably hadn't realized it yet, turned around and drove towards the garage.

Just as the car was parked in the garage, a horn rang through the entire garage. Ting Yun shivered in fright. He looked towards the source of the sound and found a car parked on the other side. Song Youxin was sitting in the car with her mother. Greet yourself.

Ting Yun was stunned for half a second, then quickly waved to Mrs. Song and Song Youxin.

He grew up in an ordinary family, both his parents and himself, still have the most traditional and simple ideas, he knows that the relationship between Song Youfang and his alpha father is not as close as that of ordinary father and son, and there are difficulties that others don't know, and he doesn't want Song Youfang Difficult.

But if the elders of the Song family were not present today, the parents would feel uneasy, and others would think more about it.

Song Youfang unbuckled Ting Yun's seat belt, and said in a low voice, "We came back once before, and it was considered a return door. Since it's not a return door this time, let's treat it as a meal together."

"Little sister-in-law!" There was a loud echo in the garage, and Song Youxin's voice kept echoing in the garage.

Song Youfang frowned, and explained to Ting Yun: "My name is not Song Youxin, I don't know why she came."

Ting Yun didn't hear the sourness in Song Youfang's words, he wanted to have a lively meal, and of course the more people the better, he called out first, "Madam."

I reminded Song Youfang, but I didn't have a chance to remind Mrs. Song. Mrs. Song was wearing a dress and looked out of place in this underground parking garage with stagnant water, but she couldn't hide her excitement.

"I haven't participated in such a party before. When Fang asked me, I immediately agreed."

Ting Yun thought about inoculating the mother and son of the Song family first, but didn't know how to speak. He just received news from his father that many colleagues had arrived, so he could only lead them to the lobby.

The lobby is full of people, and you can still see the smoke curling up from the window. On the ground is a temporary earthen stove, and the master in charge is still busy.

Ting Yun's arms tightened, Song Youxin pulled him to rub against the earthen stove, squeezed through the crowd, and completely left Song Youfang and the others behind.

"Sister-in-law, it's really fresh. I haven't seen such a banquet before."

"Hmm... the uncle who is in charge of cooking, used to be the cook at my mother's work unit." Ting Yun wanted to turn around to find Song Youfang, but the neighbors surrounded him one after another.

"Hey, who is this from Tingyun?" It was Grandma Wu upstairs who was speaking. Grandma Wu is over 90 years old and has a strong body. She is a well-known birthday star in the community. You are so handsome, but you are a little younger."

Ting Yun quickly waved his hands, "No, no, no... She's not..."

Song Youxin on the side didn't explain, he folded his arms and let everyone misunderstand. Just when Ting Yun was at a loss, a huge force pulled him out of Song Youxin's hand, his feet staggered, his back knotted. It slammed into something solidly.

There was a warm breath above his head, Ting Yun raised his head to see, it was Song Youfang.

Mr. Song didn't look at him at all, Ting Yun followed his gaze and looked over. The two brothers and sisters of the Song family were competing, and Song Youfang was...jealous?

The corner of Ting Yun's mouth couldn't help but rise, and he quickly introduced Song Youfang to everyone, "Grandma Wu, this is my alpha, Song Youfang."

Grandma Wu narrowed her eyes, "Hey, this is also handsome, they really look alike."

Can brothers and sisters be alike?

There are people coming and going in the lobby, the adults are busy passing the dishes, and the children are chasing each other in the crowd. Mrs. Song is very adaptable. A dress did not hinder her social interaction at all, and she quickly became one with everyone. Song Youxin saw that everything was new, he stretched his neck and ran after the child.

On the other hand, Song Youfang, he is the protagonist today, and the neighbors are enthusiastic, so he obviously can't handle it too much, and the topics he talked about are also things that Song Youfang can't answer.

"Looking at Ting Yun growing up, Ting Yun was so small before..." The speaker gestured at a height, only reaching the knee level, "Time flies so fast, we are all married."

"That's right, I hugged her when I was breastfeeding."

"Ting Yun has been delicate since he was a child, and he said before that he will be the alpha of the community in the future, which is not cheap to anyone."

This kind of topic was for Song Youfang, but Song Youfang couldn't get in the way, so he was stunned for a while.

Ting Yun originally wanted to rescue Song Youfang, but Song Youfang's eyes were blank, and he listened very seriously.

After entering the table, many people wanted to toast, especially Ting Yun's colleagues, who wanted to get acquainted with Song Youfang, but Song Youfang couldn't drink, so Ting Yun stopped him.

"He can't drink, he's allergic."

The person who toasted the toast felt a little regretful, and Song Youxin said leisurely, "My elder brother can't drink it, so you can drink it for him."

"I can't either...I..." Ting Yun didn't know what was going on in his head, and after taking a look at Song Youfang, his face turned red.

Song Youfang held down the wine glass, changed Tingyun's drink, and warned Song Youxin with his eyes, telling her to calm down.

After Mrs. Song and Ting Yun's mother had a drink, they immediately became good sisters. By the time they sat down at the table, many of them were a little drunk.

Song Youfang asked the driver to take him back. Before leaving, Mrs. Song was still thinking about it, so Song Youxin called out "little sister-in-law" again without fear of death, and then quickly got into the car.

When everyone has dispersed, if today is not counted as returning home, the two of them can spend the night here without having to go back in the middle of the night.

Mom was drunk, and Dad was exhausted after taking her back to the room, "Ting Yun, your mother and I went to bed early, help Youfang find the washing utensils."

Ting Yun nodded, and after seeing his father into the room, he found a new towel and toothbrush. Song Youfang couldn't wear his pajamas, so he could only make do with a T-shirt and hot pants.

After taking a bath, Ting Yun tidied up the bathroom. Behind the door, he could see the footbath he had used since he was a child. His things were all arranged by his parents and kept at home, and nothing was lost.

The weather is cold now, and according to the previous habit, he had to soak his feet before going to bed at night. Thinking that he would have no chance after returning home with Song Youfang, he turned on the tap to get hot water.

Song Youfang was waiting for Ting Yun in the living room. After waiting for a long time, he saw Ting Yun coming with a basin of water.

"Would you like to soak your feet for a while?" Ting Yun said, put the basin in front of the sofa, took off his shoes and stepped into the basin, then patted the seat opposite, signaling Song Youfang to sit down.

After Song Youfang sat down, he looked at him with burning eyes.

"Try it, it's very refreshing." The foot basin is not big, and Ting Yun gave up a part of the seat to Song Youfang.

Song Youfang stepped into the water slowly, with a heavy weight on the back of his foot, and Ting Yun's feet rested on his feet.

The delicate white toes kept rubbing against Song Youfang's instep, Ting Yun asked softly, "Are you tired?"

Song Youfang didn't do anything, so he wasn't tired.

"Not tired."

"Would you not like it... My parents' idea, I don't know how to refuse..."

"There is nothing I don't like." Soaking your feet really brought a rare comfort to Song Youfang. He relaxed his body and leaned back, "It's very interesting."

Ting Yun heaved a sigh of relief, tapped Song Youfang's instep with his toes, and rubbed it several times. In the dead of night, he always wanted to have some intimate contact with his alpha.

Ting Yun was a little ticklish. Whenever Song Youfang moved, the itch would spread from the soles of his feet to his limbs. He could only force himself to calm down, grabbed a towel beside him, and prepared to wipe his feet.

Who knew, Song Youfang held his heels firmly, took the towel and wiped off the water on his feet.

The soles of the feet were wiped over and over again, and Ting Yun had nowhere to escape from the itchiness, and his heartbeat accelerated rapidly. He wanted to distract himself by talking.

"In the future... I won't be able to drink anymore..." Ting Yun doesn't drink very well, and he doesn't like drinking too much.

Song Youfang continued to ask, "Why?"

Ting Yun curled his toes nervously, and couldn't help licking his lips with the tip of his tongue. It was easy to say some difficult words at this time.

"I'm drunk...you can't kiss me..."

Song Youfang didn't speak, but Ting Yun obviously felt that the hand holding his ankle became stronger, and it hurt his bones.

It's just that Song Youfang didn't make any other movements, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward. The two washed their hands and went back to the room to sleep.

As soon as the door was pushed open, before Ting Yun had time to turn on the light, Song Youfang hugged him and took two steps back in, the door lock clicked shut, and in the darkness, Song Youfang pressed him against the door and kissed him.