Song Yuzhang

Meng Tingjing didn't interfere with Song Yuzhang's trip to Vienna, but when Song Yuzhang came to Meng's house the next day, Meng Tingjing checked him on the bed. Meng Tingjing thought that his investigation was quiet, but he really couldn't hide it from Song Yuzhang, a prodigal son in love—— He has too much experience of being caught and raped.

"What do you mean?" Song Yuzhang raised his eyebrows, "Take care of me?"

Meng Tingjing refused to admit it, "Is it because I look at you that I care about you?"

Song Yuzhang smiled, pulled up his pants and was about to leave, "It's boring if you don't tell the truth."

Meng Tingjing went up and held the person down, "It's your own overthinking, why call me boring?"

"Just look, what are you looking at behind my ears? Are there flowers inside?"

Meng Tingjing smiled, and kissed him hard on the ear, "Yes, I'll show you."

There are many "switches" on Song Yuzhang's body. When kissed in some places, he will laugh, in some places, he will itch, and in some places, he will tremble...Meng Tingjing and Song Yuzhang only found out after they were together again. It was Zhu Bajie who ate ginseng fruit for the first time, and he didn't taste good at all by swallowing jujubes whole, but he had too little experience at that time, thinking that it was already a bliss in the world.

Now that he has seen more about Song Yuzhang, he regrets why he let Song Yuzhang go in the first place, and asked Nie Xueping to take advantage of the loophole in vain.

Fortunately Nie Xueping is dead, otherwise, one day he will also kill Nie Xueping.

After the two had a fling, Meng Tingjing put his arms around Song Yuzhang, touched him from the top of his hair to the end of his hair, and calmly reasoned with him, "Should we be friends now?"

Song Yuzhang was lazy, and after a little thought, he recognized the relationship of "friend".

Friends, it's very safe, even if it's a friend who sleeps together, it doesn't matter if you recognize it.

"As a friend, I have the right to care about you, right?"

Song Yuzhang laughed as soon as he heard it. He raised his eyes, with a half-smile on his face, "Stop it, I know what you're going to say, don't you just want to say that you don't care about me, you just care about me? Ting Jing, don't talk to me. I'm playing with words, you'd better think about what I rely on for a living."

Meng Tingjing's good words of gold and jade died before he left school, and at the same time realized that he had almost forgotten that Song Yuzhang was a liar.

He really thought too much to fool the liar.

Meng Tingjing sighed silently, his face was slightly stern, he stretched out his hand and "snapped" to turn off the bedside light, and said in a resigned voice: "Sleep, sleep, talk so much."

Song Yuzhang was slapped upside down by him, laughed twice in his arms, and suddenly reached out to touch Meng Tingjing's face.

"Don't worry, I don't have the habit of stepping on several boats."

Meng Tingjing's stern face softened slightly in the darkness.

Song Yuzhang's palm touched his lips from his cheek, and Meng Tingjing kissed him lightly on his fingertips.

"Ting Jing, don't think too much, it's good for us to be like this now, isn't it?"

Meng Ting thought what a fart, and kissed Song Yuzhang's fingertips again, "Well, go to sleep."

The two reached a preliminary consensus. Song Yuzhang really kept his promise, and went to Meng's house whenever he had time without stepping on a few boats. Meng Tingjing calculated carefully and found that Song Yuzhang's free time was almost occupied by him, so he was very satisfied.

As time went on, he didn't believe that Song Yuzhang's defenses could not be broken.

It's just one point, which still makes Meng Tingjing feel uncomfortable.

Song Yuzhang would visit Nie Bonian every now and then.

Of course he wouldn't be jealous of a child, but Nie Bonian was Nie Xueping's son, so it was self-evident that Song Yuzhang went to see Nie Bonian for his sake.

Moreover, as soon as Song Yuzhang went to Nie's house, he would inevitably run into Nie Yinbing from time to time. There was also a story between the two of them.

Although Meng Tingjing felt uncomfortable, there was nothing he could do, because Song Yuzhang didn't want him to take care of it, so Meng Tingjing didn't think his relationship with Song Yuzhang was good at all, at least not as good as Song Yuzhang thought, what he wanted was to be qualified to "Take care" of Song Yuzhang's relationship, if Song Yuzhang wants to take care of him, he is very welcome, he has always kept himself clean, and is not afraid to take care of him at all.

Song Yuzhang's visit to Nie Bonian was actually not as complicated as Meng Tingjing thought.

He knew Nie Bonian, liked Nie Bonian, Nie Bonian was an orphan, no matter which two of these three points were picked, it was enough to make him want to care about Nie Bonian.

Besides, Nie Bonian is so sensible, cute and weak, so what's wrong with him caring more about such a rose-like child?

"The drawing is really good."

Song Yuzhang admired the kitten in Nie Bo's New Year's painting, stroked his short hair with his palm, "How long have you been painting today?"

"Over an hour."

"Did you take a break in between?"

"rest."

"good."

Song Yuzhang kissed his little cheek, "Bonian is the most obedient."

Nie Bonian smiled at him, and kissed Song Yuzhang's face, "Brother Yuzhang is the prettiest."

Song Yuzhang couldn't help but hugged him in his arms and turned around. Nie Bonian giggled happily, so Song Yuzhang also felt happy.

Song Yuzhang could feel that he was "growing up" little by little.

Meng Tingjing should be part of the "growth" credit.

Like a gust of wind, Meng Tingjing forcibly pulled him out of the vortex with his own strength.

Of course, without Meng Tingjing, Song Yuzhang could grow well by himself, but with Meng Tingjing, the recovery is indeed a little faster, which is nothing to admit.

Song Yuzhang's gratitude to Meng Tingjing was all fed to the dog after meeting at night.

Today was very special. It was Meng Tingjing who came to see him at Song's house. Song Yuzhang didn't object, and let the kitchen entertain Meng Tingjing with good wine and food.

So far, it's been fine.

Meng Tingjing took a walk with him on the lawn after dinner, except that the night wind was a bit cold, they got along very well.

Then Meng Tingjing didn't want to leave.

Song Yuzhang smiled and said: "Go back, I will go to your place tomorrow."

With her hands behind her back, Meng Tingjing looked at the scenery outside the window of Song Yuzhang's room. It was pitch black outside, and there was a little light on the lake. The scenery was really lacklustre. Meng Tingjing said, "Can't you live here?"

Song Yuzhang made a slight concession, "I'll ask the servant to pack up a guest room for you."

"I'm talking about your place." Meng Tingjing tapped his foot on the ground.

Song Yuzhang's tone lightened slightly, "Go back."

Meng Tingjing turned her face back, her eyes were calm, "Why don't you let me stay?"

"No reason." Song Yuzhang's tone was a little stiff.

Rationally, Meng Tingjing knew that he should leave, but he couldn't move his footsteps. He knew that Song Yuzhang had just returned from Nie's house, "What are you taboo about? Or are you afraid of something?"

"Meng Tingjing," Song Yuzhang said coldly, "It's almost there."

Meng Tingjing's chest heaved slightly, his eyes flickered a few times, and finally he held back his breath and left.

This time, the two did not see each other for three days.

Song Yuzhang went to Shen Chengduo's when he was free. He didn't know that Shen Chengduo's head was full of lewd thoughts when he saw him——Shen Chengduo was surrounded by young and beautiful boys, and he had left the ranks of beautiful boys several years ago. The time can barely be counted. At the age of 13, he began to develop, and he developed in the direction of a handsome man all the way. It is unlikely that he will be soft and pleasant.

As long as Song Yuzhang comes, Shen Chengduo can immediately put down his affairs and entertain him.

Song Yuzhang regards him as a wine and meat friend and a confidant in a certain sense.

Shen Chengduo is very good at finding fun for himself, he was able to do it before, but now he is not as good, but it's okay, because he is slowly "growing up".

"What's wrong?" Shen Chengduo tentatively asked, "Did you quarrel with someone?"

Song Yuzhang glanced at him, "Arguing? With whom?"

"Good friends." Shen Chengduo said casually.

Song Yuzhang smiled and did not deny it.

Shen Chengduo got excited, "Who, you don't know what's good or bad, and I'm making you unhappy."

"It's nothing." Song Yuzhang put down his wine glass and held it in his hand, "I won't be unhappy about this kind of thing."

"admire."

Shen Chengduo gave a thumbs up, "A real man."

Song Yuzhang clinked glasses with him, "Everyone, each other."

Shen Chengduo thought to himself that since they all admit that he is a real man, why don't they consider him?Even a little hint is fine.

Song Yuzhang didn't hint him, but he was very interested in his domestic cigars. The cigars were of good quality and had a faint fruity aroma.

"It's over, you like it, I'll get some more when I buy next time."

"Thank you."

Shen Chengduo patted him on the shoulder, "We brothers still need to thank you."

Song Yuzhang's shoulders are broad and straight, not soft at all when photographed, but still arouse Shen Chengduo's imagination. It's strange, Song Yuzhang does have a unique charm, which can be enjoyed by both men and women, and can be enjoyed by both refined and popular tastes.

The feeling of the cold war was uncomfortable, so Meng Tingjing passed the steps first and asked the Meng family's car to pick up Song Yuzhang, but Song Yuzhang didn't take Joe either. It is a behavior only between lovers. They are "friends". After a quarrel, they are still two heroes.

The cook of Meng's family received important instructions and used [-] kinds of martial arts to make Song Yuzhang dizzy and full. The two entered Meng Tingjing's yard logically, and started working without saying a word.

Meng Tingjing got along with Song Yuzhang for a while, and gradually figured out some of Song Yuzhang's nature.

Song Yuzhang has a good body, good-looking and easy-to-use everywhere, and he is very energetic. He doesn't have the slightest habit in bed, and he can kill people from the inside out.

Such a person can't be idle, and he has to squeeze out all his energy.

The two of them "a little farewell is better than a newlywed". From morning to night, Meng Tingjing didn't mention the unhappiness between the two of them in the Song family, and Song Yuzhang didn't mention it either. He just patted Meng Tingjing's chest, "Do you have any cigars?"

Meng Ting said quietly, "I owe you the goddammit!"

"Have."

Song Yuzhang leaned against his arms and smoked a cigar, and he said slowly, "It's better to be your cook."

"Is there nothing else but the cook?"

"Smoke is also good."

"anything else?"

Song Yuzhang had a cigar in his mouth, thinking, forget it, be happy, and say a few nice words, and you won't lose a piece of meat. He used to be not stingy with sweet words to the people on the bed.

However, after all, he was still a bit different from the past, and those words seemed not suitable for Meng Tingjing, which made him feel weird, Song Yuzhang said vaguely: "People are okay."

Meng Tingjing clasped his palm weakly around his neck, "Is it okay?"

Song Yuzhang's Adam's apple is a bit sensitive, and it makes him want to laugh when he is held down, and it also affects his smoking, "Not bad."

"good?"

"Okay—okay——"

Song Yuzhang coughed and pushed Meng Tingjing away, "Don't bother me, you are smoking, this is very good."

Meng Tingjing pressed his shoulders, "Is cigarettes better or people better?"

Song Yuzhang looked at him with a half-smile, "Is this also a comparison?"

"Do not say?"

Meng Tingjing made a gesture to scratch him.

Song Yuzhang took a big puff of cigarette, turned around and hugged Meng Tingjing, and gave the whole puff of cigar to Meng Tingjing. Meng Tingjing stopped asking, grabbed Song Yuzhang's palm, rolled over and pressed down.

As long as you don't delve into how many things can support this happiness, the relationship between the two is indeed very sweet.

Song Yuzhang's visits to Nie's house also decreased a little because he was having fun, not because he was afraid that Meng Tingjing would pester him again and ask questions, so it naturally decreased.

This may be part of his "growth".

But it's not to the point of forgetting.

Therefore, when Meng Tingjing once again proposed to spend the night with Song Yuzhang in the Song residence, Song Yuzhang refused again.

Meng Tingjing didn't force him to ask this time, he just mentioned it once when he thought of it, when he mentioned that Song Yuzhang answered him impatiently, it is estimated that Song Yuzhang has almost walked out of that incident.

Meng Tingjing had "good intentions", but Song Yuzhang was disappointed by him from time to time.

After coming and going, the two quarreled again.

Song Yuzhang didn't get angry for a long time, but when he got angry, he really wanted to do it, because he felt that Meng Tingjing really deserved a beating.

Meng Tingjing also wanted to do something, but she had a principle in her heart - men don't beat their wives.

Song Yuzhang punched Meng Tingjing's desk with his fist, then turned and left.

Seeing that they were about to break up after a bad fight, Meng Tingjing rushed up and grabbed Song Yuzhang's arm, and said nothing, just go to bed first.

Sure enough, the man's anger was vented either by fighting or by something on the bed. The two had a "fight" on the bed, and they both calmed down a lot.

Meng Tingjing behaved herself, and took the initiative to light a cigarette for Song Yuzhang and put it near his lips.

Song Yuzhang smoked for a while, then suddenly said: "It seems like we have been together for more than a month."

Meng Tingjing felt vigilant, hugged his waist secretly, and brushed the palm of Song Yuzhang's cheek, "Why, do you want a full moon wine?"

Song Yuzhang coughed twice, turned his head and sprayed the smoke from his mouth on Meng Tingjing's face. Meng Tingjing closed her eyes and took a puff of his smoke, then lowered her head and kissed again.

The two messed around on the bed again, and Song Yuzhang got off the bed resolutely and prepared to go back. The relationship between the two seems to have crossed the line recently, and it's time to take it back.

Meng Tingjing didn't stop him, and after he finished washing, Meng Tingjing also got dressed, "I'll see you off."

"No need."

"I'll see you off," Meng Tingjing said in a low tone, "you go, I won't stop you, if I want to see you off, don't stop me either."

The two agreed not to interfere with each other, and this was indeed the reason. Song Yuzhang couldn't refute it, and asked Meng Tingjing to send him back to Song's house in the middle of the night.

When they arrived at the Song residence, Meng Tingjing said that he was thirsty, and Song Yuzhang didn't want to wake up the servant, so he poured him tea himself. Meng Tingjing only took a sip of the tea, and then carried Song Yuzhang to the sofa with his arms around him.

Song Yuzhang has fully recovered now, and he will never turn into a weak young man after being fucked twice. Seeing that Meng Tingjing is not a thing, then he will not be polite - beat him up.

Meng Tingjing was punched in the stomach, smiled instead of angry, grabbed his hand and bit the back of his hand, "That's right, it's very strong, so it's all just pretending to cry 'I can't do it' on the bed."

Song Yuzhang bent his knees against him, "Ting Jing, I advise you not to mess around."

Meng Tingjing hugged him tightly, "Can't I stay?"

"You can stay, you can choose the guest room upstairs."

"What if I want to sleep in the master's room?"

"Then please feel free," Song Yuzhang said indifferently, "Song Zhenqiao's room has not been cleaned for a long time, if you don't mind, please go to sleep as much as you want."

Seeing that he refused to let go, Meng Tingjing understood that it was not the time yet.

The man just opened up to him and was stingy with the rest.

Meng Tingjing didn't mind.

The more Song Yuzhang watched his heart tightly, the more satisfied he was, which showed that Song Yuzhang had never really loved anyone, and still kept his true love hidden like a treasure.

If you want to get a baby, you must go through hardships and obstacles, so what is this small setback?

Meng Tingjing let go of her arms, retreated and said, "Sleep together, I won't move you."

"No."

Faced with such a firm rejection, Meng Tingjing didn't get angry, probably because her anger had already been vented on the bed, "Okay, then I'll go back."

He let go of his hand completely, walked two steps and then turned around, with a faint smile on his face, "It's really you who drive people away in the middle of the night."

Song Yuzhang put his hands in his pockets and put on an indifferent look.

Meng Tingjing looked at him deeply, "I'll come back next time."

Song Yuzhang's eyes flickered, wondering if the crystal chandelier hit his pupils.

Just as Meng Ting took two steps, he heard the sound of a car outside. He was stunned for a moment, thinking that someone would come to Song's house in the middle of the night, and he moved down, not intending to dodge.

The car came in, and as soon as the door opened, Nie Qingyun, who was wearing a long coat and a long skirt, got out.

Nie Qingyun stood on the gravel road, Meng Tingjing stood on the steps, the two met in the dark night, Nie Qingyun was startled, but Meng Tingjing was very calm, "Nie Qingyun?"

Nie Qingyun gathered herself together, only to find out who the other party was. She was upset, and hurriedly nodded to Meng Tingjing, and stepped on her high heels without paying attention.

Meng Tingjing hesitated for a long time on the steps, the two options of returning or leaving kept beating in his mind, and finally he chose to leave.

Don't push too hard. Recently, Song Yuzhang has started to alienate the relationship between the two of them. Anyway, Nie Qingyun is a woman, and she will never come to Song Yuzhang for a tryst.

Nie Qingyun never imagined that she would come to Song Yuzhang on her own initiative one day, but she really had no choice.

Song Yuzhang was packing the tea set by himself, and when he heard the sound of high heels, he almost suspected that he had heard it wrong.

He also heard the sound of the car. He thought it was Meng Tingjing who had left, but he didn't expect that it was Nie Qingyun who came.

Nie Qingyun's face was pale and flustered under the bright crystal chandelier.

Song Yuzhang's heart skipped a beat, and he hurried forward to greet her, "Sister Qingyun, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing him, Nie Qingyun completely lost the resentment and pain he felt a few months ago, instead he felt a strange and reliable kindness, "Go and persuade the second brother, the second brother wants to deliver the goods himself, I really want to I can't persuade him anymore!