Venomous tongue top stream is a small stutter [rebirth]

I haven't figured out the previous message, and the next one pops up immediately.

HY: "Reply when you receive it."

Song Zhi looked at the words on the screen with strong and straightforward threats, and her spine was cold.

Since the last divorce, Song Zhi clearly realized that brother Yan Huai's hegemony cannot be shaken at all.If you refuse or ask the reason at this time, you will definitely be tied to the bed and fall apart, and it will be useless to cry.

Song Zhi bit the bullet and replied.

"receive."

This is the only way to go now, the national hero has to swallow his anger, what is his grievance.

YH: "Well, go to bed early, good night."

Taking back the phone, Song Zhi murmured inwardly.Does brother Yan Huai's words mean that he will be back tonight?Did you tell him that he was coming back?

Song Zhi picked up the blue cover of "Intensive Love", rubbed her fingers against the edge of the page and turned it around. This thing turned out to be really useful.

But strange thoughts came out of his head, causing his heart to thump and thump wildly.Song Zhi quickly opened the closet and rummaged through the neatly hung clothes one by one.

According to Yan Huai's strange habit of preferring rabbit pajamas, he should like this fluffy material, but the material seems to be a bit thick, and wearing this to sleep in summer will be regarded as crazy.

No, change one.

Song Zhi found this light round neck pajamas again. It looks good, but the limited edition is too expensive. If brother Yan Huai pulls it on a whim, it will cost tens of thousands in one night.

No.

As for this one, although the material is thin and the neckline is large, and the collarbone and shoulders can still be exposed, it is too boring to unbutton it. There is no step-by-step process, and it will be gone once you take it off.

Not at all.

Song Zhi stopped on the last light gray checked pajamas, just this one, it has a button that can be undone, and the light and thin cotton material is easy to tear, the price is not expensive, and it doesn't feel bad if it is torn.

No, no, Song Zhi's mind went into an electric shock. According to his previous experience, should he find a pair of the other party's pajamas to wear?

This should be more emotional?

Also, is that thing enough? Although it seems that the feeling is stronger if you don't wear it, if it gets everywhere like last time, it would be too embarrassing to ask Brother Yan Huai to wash the sheets in the morning.

But he has never bought this kind of thing, can he just take it and pay?Do I need an ID card?It seems to be sold in the supermarket downstairs, or is it a takeaway?

No, the takeaway might be slow, so I'd better take it easy on my own.Worried that Yan Huai would come back early, Song Zhi hurriedly changed clothes and went out.

Just after changing his shirt, Song Zhi suddenly realized something. His legs were weak, and the heat wave rushed from the back of his neck to his cheeks. He simply crouched on the ground with his head in his arms.

What the hell is he thinking!

Who said that going to sleep in his room is to do that kind of thing, Song Zhi, are you a sperm bug?Can you look like a normal person!

Five minutes later, Song Zhi supported the wardrobe and got up slowly from the floor. Finally, she changed into the cotton plaid pajamas, and went to the bathroom to wash her face to cool down.After finishing everything, he gently opened the door, tiptoed downstairs, and stood at the door of Yan Huai's bedroom.

Even knowing that there was no one in the room at this time, he was still nervous for no reason.

The door was unlocked, he pressed his palm on the doorknob, and slowly pushed it open.

Song Zhi fumbled for a long time, and finally found the light switch on the wall. The bright white fluorescent lamps sprinkled the spacious bedroom.

Yan Huai didn't come back to sleep for more than a month, and the room was still clean and tidy. Aunt Lan would come to clean it every day and change the sheets and quilts every week.

On the left side of the bedroom is a gray desk close to the wall, on which are several economic magazines and a Chinese dictionary with a red cover.

The side pages of the thick paper dictionary were mottled and yellowed with time. In Song Zhi's impression, before they got married and moved here, this book was once placed on the writing desk of Yan Huai's brother's house.

In the past, when Song Zhi was studying homework at Yan Huai's house, she wanted to open this book out of boredom, but was strictly stopped by the other party.

At least with Song Zhi, curiosity does not decrease with age.

Song Zhi's Adam's apple rolled around, and he turned to look at the door. The lights were not turned on outside, and there was no sound.

He pressed his fingers on the thick Chinese dictionary and opened it along the inner pages.

There are many things mixed between the thick pages.

The first layer is a [-]-point physics test paper, with the examiner's name and class written on the header of the yellowed test paper.

Song Zhi.

Class 11 of the third grade.

He once used this test paper to exchange a limited edition mountain bike from Yan Huai.

The second layer is two sheets of Ferrero bright gold chocolate wrapping paper.The paper is neat and intact, obviously it was deliberately stuffed in after being carefully unfolded.

If Song Zhi remembered correctly, it was the chocolate he bought secretly after school, but he couldn't finish it when he got home. When he took it back, he was afraid of being scolded by his parents, so he slipped two chocolates for Yan Huai.

The third layer is the check written by him.In order to play football, Song Zhi skipped the tutoring class every Saturday with Yan Huai, and was asked by the other party to write an 400-character test.But in fact, he pretended to be stupid, and in the end he only wrote more than [-] words.

On the fourth floor, there are two movie ticket stubs. In her sophomore year of high school, in order to refuse the invitation of a girl she likes, Song Zhi entrusted Yan Huai's brother to watch a boring love movie with him.

The fifth floor is a small figure he drew on the Chinese test paper.

In the third year of high school, Song Zhi was sleeping in the examination room. When he was about to hand in the paper, he remembered that the Chinese teacher asked that the paper should never be handed in blank, so Song Zhi drew a villain on the answer sheet.

The Chinese teacher was outraged by high blood pressure, and called Song Zhi to the office to invite the parents.He really had nothing to do, so he called Yan Huai, who was already in college, to pretend to be a parent.

But Song Zhi forgot one most important thing back then. He and brother Yan Huai were in the same school. Even though the other party had graduated three years ago, his honorary photos could still be seen everywhere in the school exhibition room.

Song Zhi didn't bother to ask how the matter was settled in the end. Yan Huai only stayed in the office for half an hour at that time, and he was exempted from the penalty of writing an inspection and suspending classes.

Song Zhi turned page by page, and the last layer was a thin booklet with a red cover, which was the marriage certificate of two people.

It turned out that he still kept all these past events.

He never forgot those pasts.

The thick curtains block the bright moon from the night, and there is no trace of light in the dark room.

Song Zhi lay on Yan Huai's bed tossing and turning. After turning over countless times, he took out his phone to check the time again.

It was already 12:30 in the morning, and brother Yan Huai had no intention of coming back.

Song Zhi checked the chat records of the two of them again. Between the lines, Brother Yan Huai never said that he would come back.Maybe I just think his bed is bigger and more comfortable, so I invite him to try it on my bed for one night?

Once a certain conclusion is confirmed, people will fall into the vicious circle of thinking designed by themselves, and all objective reasons point to that side, which is indestructible.

Song Zhi stuffed herself into the pillows and rolled all over the bed, who wants to sleep in your bed, I don't want to sleep in your bed.

Forget it, I'd better go back to my own place and sleep well.

Song Zhi got up from the bed and was about to turn on the bedroom light when there was movement outside.

He held his breath, it seemed to be the sound of footsteps, he was flustered, and hurriedly turned over and rolled into the quilt to pretend to be asleep.

The door was pushed open, Song Zhi turned her back to the door, curled up and closed her eyes tightly.

There was a sunken feeling of palms supporting the bed behind him, and then someone rearranged the quilt on him.

The footsteps disappeared again, Song Zhi turned around, and he was still the only one in the room.

He had another bold idea, Brother Yan Huai wouldn't want to change beds with him, would he?

Is it really so free? What's the point?

Now that there is someone in the family, Song Zhi doesn't dare to pretend, and can only speculate on the purpose of the other party's behavior under the quilt.He himself didn't know how long it had been before the door was pushed open again, with a damp and warm breath.

The quilt behind him was lifted, with a touch of warmth, and a few seconds later, another person lay down.

Song Zhi put her hands in her bosom, her heart was beating wildly out through her chest, and she was almost unable to hold it back by relying on willpower alone.

Yan Huai didn't touch him directly, but the breath sprayed on the back of his neck was enough to kill him, and the clusters of hot air lasted for several minutes without any intention of stopping.

Song Zhi secretly gritted her teeth, forget it, this is not the way to go, he rubbed his neck and turned around, directly into the opponent's arms.

His behavior obviously alarmed the other person, Yan Huai touched the back of his neck, his palm was extremely hot.

"Wake you up?"

Song Zhi slowly opened his eyes and looked at him. The latter's eyes were reddish, his heart beat faster and his body temperature was higher.

"Drink, drink?"

There was a strong smell of alcohol in the opponent's breath.

Yan Huai subconsciously turned his head to his side, "Sorry, I caught you."

"No." Song Zhi quickly grabbed his collar, not wanting him to leave, "No, Xun."

Yan Huai approached him again, and the fingertips retracted from the back of his neck lingered on his jaw and lips. His actions were straightforward and obvious, but his mouth was tightly seamed.

"What are you thinking?" Song Zhi was so intoxicated by the alcohol in the air, he asked bravely.

"I want you to take the initiative to kiss me."

The author has something to say:

Xiao Song, who changed her pajamas in front of the mirror, looked like a peacock.

There is another update at night, around nine o'clock~