Song Yuzhang

"gone?"

"Yes, out of town."

"Did you see it with your own eyes?"

"That's not true. The brothers outside the city saw it. We dare not follow, for fear of being discovered."

"Okay, I understand, you go down."

Song Yuzhang waved his hand, and the newspaper in his hand lost its support and fell to his knees.

Nie Yinbing left the city.

I don't know what the reason is, but it is indeed out of the city. If I leave the city at 7 o'clock in the morning, there must be something important.

Although Nie Yinbing was born in a military academy, his family was reluctant to give him his life on the battlefield, so they ordered him not to join the army. Since he couldn't really fight on the front line, Nie Yinbing took up another hobby-suppressing bandits.

Song Yuzhang glanced at the information in the newspaper and wondered if Nie Yinbing had gone out to fight bandits.

Fighting bandits can take a lot of time.

This is a good opportunity, he doesn't have to count the time to avoid Nie Yinbing, he can have a good relationship with Nie Xueping.

Song Yuzhang held the newspaper in both hands, still feeling a little confused.

The debate with Song Qiyuan the day before yesterday has been causing waves in his heart.

He had had many lovers, and for those lovers, after careful consideration, he was sure that he did not mean to despise them.

Seriously, those people are all noble sons, even if Chen Hanmin's family is poor and can go to France to live, in fact, in this world, he is not weak at all, and it is not his turn to look down on him.

So, why are you so unhappy if you don't look down upon it?

Of course, Meng Tingjing was obviously humiliating him, whoever liked it was cheap.

What if this person is not Meng Tingjing?

Song Yuzhang made a little imagination.

The scene of being thrown down by Nie Xueping under the flower tree that night once again came to his mind.

Nie Xueping's aura and smell were purely masculine, and her arms were very strong, when she fell down with her arms around him, she almost wrapped him in her arms.

Song Yuzhang closed his eyes slightly, and found that he didn't feel disgusted either at the time or in retrospect.

Perhaps it was because Nie Xueping was not out of oppression, but out of protection.

I don't know why, but Song Yuzhang didn't have the slightest intention of using Nie Xueping as a "little boy".

Nie Xueping is half a head taller than him, and 12 years older than him, with a handsome and steady appearance. It is really difficult to bring Nie Xueping into the role of "little boy".

And he himself is not a badass.

Maybe... Nie Xueping just likes him?

Song Yuzhang closed the newspaper, thinking that the soldiers would come and cover him up. Could it be that just because he suspected that Nie Xueping liked him a little bit, he gave up going that way without doing anything?

Things haven't reached that point yet, not at all.

Nie Xueping neither forced him to take off his pants with a gun, nor sternly told him to kneel down, but only gave him some moonlight hints.

So, not at all.

It's all about his feelings after all.

Even if he is a seasoned love expert, sometimes he will inevitably have illusions. He has not had close contact with people like Nie Xueping. Maybe Nie Xueping treats him the same as he treats Nie Bonian?

In all fairness, if Song Yuzhang really had such a father, then he would be quite happy.

In the evening, Song Yuzhang went to visit Nie's house, and Nie Yinbing didn't come back all day, Song Yuzhang was sure that he wouldn't be able to come back for a while.

"Don't come to be a lobbyist, I won't listen."

Nie Qingyun ran inside as soon as he saw the Song family coming, Song Yuzhang smiled and said: "Sister Qingyun, you misunderstood, I came to see Bonian."

Nie Qingyun stopped in the corridor. She likes to wear dresses and skirts. Although it's autumn, she still wears a turmeric dress, which shakes like flowers blooming. She turned around and said with a smile: "Bonian is in the hospital, don't you?" Lie to me, if you lie to me, I won't dare to talk to you in the future."

After the separation of the Song family brothers, Song Yekang only had two things in mind. One was to divide the money quickly, and the other was to get married quickly. It was best to get married after the money was distributed.

He didn't dare to force Song Qiyuan to share the money, for fear that Song Qiyuan would whip him, so he stared at Nie Qingyun urgently, hinting to her that he had long been yearning for the position of door-to-door son-in-law.

Nie Qingyun was pushed hard by him, so he dumped him mercilessly.

fiancé?What happened to the fiancé?She is Nie Qingyun, she can still be dumped if she says so!Even if it is her husband who gets married in the future, she will be the same, if she doesn't like it, kick her!

"I'm almost annoyed by him," Nie Qingyun took a sip of coffee, and then complained, "There is only one can of Darjeeling black tea left in the house, and I lost it all if I didn't pay attention. Who did you give it to?"

Song Yuzhang paused while holding the coffee, and said slowly: "No, can't I just buy it again?"

"Brother Yuzhang, are you kidding me? Now it's gone everywhere in the market, and the British embassy can't drink it."

Nie Qingyun supported the coffee cup and leaned on the sofa, "Hey, war, I really hate war."

Song Yuzhang took a sip of his coffee, he thought a little bit about it, he wanted to test it out, but it was obvious that Nie Qingyun was not a casual person, if he tried it, he might be self-defeating, so forget it.

Nie Qingyun had a good impression of him, and asked Song Mingzhao how he was, "I heard that he often loses his temper for no reason at school, and the students are afraid of him."

Song Mingzhao is staying at the university as a teaching assistant. Song Yuzhang feels that this career is very suitable for him. He does not need communication and has guidance. People like Song Mingzhao will have accidents without good guidance.

"Really? Fourth brother is fine at home."

"He is a person who wants to save face. Maybe he can't bear to go home and tell you," Nie Qingyun said with a smile. Forget it."

Song Yuzhang agreed, but at the same time, he also realized that this kind of heartless behavior seemed a bit of a jerk, but after thinking about it, he didn't have a playful attitude when he was with those lovers, and he didn't seem to be such a jerk either.

"Hey, actually, I really like your second brother, but he's too obsessive. Once he's pestering, he's not cute anymore."

Song Yuzhang put down the teacup slowly, and suddenly found a feminine self, he was really shocked.

Nie Qingyun looked at Song Yuzhang as beautiful as a picture and was very quiet at the same time, so she was very happy to talk to him, and the content of her talk was nothing more than discussing with Song Yuzhang some issues related to life, life, love, hate, life and death. Nie Qingyun studied abroad. Philosophy, unconstrained insights, quite opened Song Yuzhang's horizons.

"Excellent men can possess many women, why can't excellent women possess many men? It's not fair at all," Song Yuzhang suspected that what was in Nie Qingyun's cup was either coffee or wine, but Nie Qingyun's face was indeed not drunk, " Brother Yuzhang, what do you think?"

Song Yuzhang said: "Monogamy is advocated now..."

"No," Nie Qingyun shook his fingers, "We should return to being a matriarchal society."

Song Yuzhang didn't understand what a matrilineal society was, but he guessed it seven or eight points based on Nie Qingyun's attitude. He smiled and neither agreed nor objected.

Nie Qingyun talked about the benefits of a matrilineal society, saying that if it is a matrilineal society now, then those boyfriends she has dated don’t have to be sad, they can all marry her, and although she has lost love for them, she can still keep a share. The friendship of the past, maybe there is a possibility of rekindling the old relationship.

Song Yuzhang drank coffee slowly, and at the same time, he was also shocked by the image of Nie Qingyun, which was completely different from the women he had known in the past, and his thoughts diverged along with it...

The servant announced that the uncle was back, Nie Qingyun finished his lecture, and told Song Yuzhang, "You must not tell my elder brother what I told you."

Song Yuzhang smiled and nodded, "Okay."

Nie Qingyun put down her coffee and slipped away. Although Nie Xueping left it up to her to resign her engagement, she also knew that in front of her elder brother, this kind of behavior of treating marriage like a joke was one thing and not the other. She still honestly avoided the wind Let's talk about it.

Nie Xueping stayed in the mine for a while, and frowned slightly when the servant said that Miss San was entertaining Song Yuzhang, "Tell him to wait for me at Bonian."

Nie Bonian's courtyard was beautifully decorated, and Song Yuzhang stood alone at the door, looking up at the tiles under the eaves. It was autumn, and it seemed to be foggy in the evening.

Nie Xueping saw Song Yuzhang's slender and tall figure from a distance on the winding corridor, and her steps slowed down involuntarily.

Song Yuzhang seemed to have a sense, and from a distance, he had already turned his face to look in Nie Xueping's direction.

From a distance, Nie Xueping couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, but he guessed that Song Yuzhang must be smiling. When he got closer, he saw a faint smile on Song Yuzhang's face.

"Mr. Nie, why is Bonian sick again?" Song Yuzhang asked first.

"The weather has turned cold, and his lungs are feeling a little uncomfortable. He coughed all day yesterday."

There was undisguised worry on Nie Xueping's face, Song Yuzhang said: "Mr. Nie, don't worry too much, Bonian's health is still good."

Nie Xueping nodded, "Are you coming to see Bonian?"

Song Yuzhang said this to Nie Qingyun, but smiled at Nie Xueping, "No."

Not in the future, he didn't say anything, just looked at Nie Xueping and observed Nie Xueping's face, Nie Xueping's face naturally didn't change - he turned his face to the yard, "The pomegranates are all bearing fruit."

Song Yuzhang also looked towards the yard, "I can smell the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus everywhere I go, but here is the fragrance of pomegranate, which is really special."

The two were silent for a while again, Song Yuzhang lowered his eyes and noticed that Nie Xueping's sleeve was stained with dust, he reached out to pat it off, but when he reached out, he was caught nimbly, the movement was too fast, as fast as It's completely instinctive.

Nie Xueping's hand was very hot. He grabbed Song Yuzhang's wrist and let it go immediately. He lowered his head and noticed the dust on his sleeve, patted it twice, and said, "I just came back from the mine and it was covered with some dust. excuse me."

Song Yuzhang put his hands behind his back, "Mr. Nie, what kind of disrespect is this? You are just in a hurry to entertain guests."

The frequency of Nie Xueping's hands patting his sleeves gradually decreased, and after slowly stopping, he looked up at Song Yuzhang.

Song Yuzhang was trying boldly. After being stared at by Nie Xueping's gentle eyes, he felt that his intentions seemed to be seen through by the other party. However, Nie Xueping's eyes were only soft, without the slightest intention to compete with him. Song Yuzhang even felt tolerant , as if Song Yuzhang's temptation was a child's joke, and Nie Xueping just laughed it off.

When children were joking, they would feel ashamed if they met such gazes, but Song Yuzhang was not a child, and he looked at Nie Xueping with a slight smile, and the sense of probing was still very strong.

Nie Xueping didn't move his eyes, he just watched Song Yuzhang quietly.

That dimness, those moonlights, returned to the eyes of the two of them again, and that night, they were divided as soon as they touched each other, and the unexplained feelings faintly permeated the air with the fragrance of plants and trees.

The fog on the eaves of the corridor condensed into water, the water condensed into frost, and the frost rolled into beads, which fell along the tiles with a "tick".

When Nie Xueping leaned over, her eyes kept looking at Song Yuzhang, there was no pressure in her eyes, she just looked at Song Yuzhang simply, with a gentle light in her pupils, Song Yuzhang kept hesitating in his heart, but he still didn't avoid it after all.

Nie Xueping's lips were the same as his own, making people feel very gentle. They just pressed against Song Yuzhang's lips gently. Song Yuzhang still didn't feel any disgust. Neither of them closed their eyes, and they looked at each other so closely. , there is nothing else in sight.

It's just that it's so close, it's so close that people can't stand it... Nie Xueping's eyes just stared at him like that, it's a good thing... Song Yuzhang lowered his long curly eyelashes, blocking Nie Xueping's sight.

Song Yuzhang has never experienced such a kiss in his life, no, this is not a kiss at all, it is just a touch.

So, Nie Xueping... really likes him?

Song Yuzhang's heart moved, his lips moved up and down slightly, and the beads of his lips were embedded in Nie Xueping's lips and sucked.

The soft touch was in particular contrast to Nie Xueping's usual calm and steady temperament. Song Yuzhang's lips moved up and down again, and between opening and closing, Nie Xueping's lips finally embraced him as if responding.

The next thing seems to be very logical.

The grinding between the lips gradually deepened, tentatively brought out a little moisture, from shallow to deep, gradually opened each other, but after a little entanglement, they retreated quietly, but they were reluctant to separate completely, as if they were attracted close to each other.

Gradually, Song Yuzhang forgot who he was kissing and what the purpose of his visit was. The kiss between his lips was wet, and a little swallowing sound filled his ears. Then, feeling Nie Xueping's hand embedded in his hair, he opened his eyes slightly, and Nie Xueping also opened his eyes slightly to look at him. When the four eyes met, there was a flash of sparks, and he said nothing, his eyes dodged Finally, the lips stick together spontaneously again...