Song Yuzhang

Song Yuzhang arrived at the mansion where he agreed to meet just after five o'clock. Last time he was here to entertain Nie Xueping. The place is very safe and reliable.

He came early, and enjoyed the sunset in the rocking chair in the garden. It was the same as the day when Song Zhenqiao was sent up the mountain. The setting sun was like blood, but Song Yuzhang's state of mind was completely different, and the setting sun could also see the taste of prosperity.

When Nie Xueping came, Song Yuzhang was sitting on a rocking chair with one long leg raised. The ginger-yellow rocking chair, navy blue trousers, endless long legs, and dark leather shoes on his feet. With a shake, the sunset was at his toes Followed by a flash.

Song Yuzhang was humming, when he turned around and saw Nie Xueping, he smiled and said, "Mr. Nie, you came so early."

Nie Xueping walked towards him, and stopped by the rocking chair, "I'll come over earlier when I'm done with the matter."

Song Yuzhang said: "It should be, Liao Tiandong has had enough of being useless at Meng's house, let's give him a compliment and let him have a good time."

Nie Xueping felt emotional when he heard him speak, thinking that he was only 20 years old, he always spoke old-fashioned, and he was always considering the balance of interests. At 20 years old, he was still a sophomore in college, so it is reasonable to say that he should be playing tennis on campus with him. Female students fall in love to earn credits and scold the professor's age.

Song Yuzhang asked someone to bring another rocking chair and asked Nie Xueping to sit with him.

Nie Xueping sat down, not quite used to the swaying rocking chairs, thinking that Song Yuzhang liked swings and rocking chairs, which was a bit childish.

"Mr. Nie."

"Ok?"

"Thank you."

Nie Xueping turned her face away.

Song Yuzhang folded his hands, shaking leisurely, with a normal expression on his face, "I'm just a matchmaker and a middleman for speculation. In the future, I still have to rely on Mr. Nie, you and Director Liao. Don't get rid of me as a middleman, I believe Mr. Nie is a man, so thank you in advance."

Nie Xueping nodded slightly after hearing this, "It should."

Song Yuzhang knew that what he said was unfamiliar, but for Nie Xueping, and even for any of his lovers, he has always been like this, money belongs to money, love belongs to love, and they are clearly distinguished, so as to avoid confusion when they separate. It's not a little boy who eats soft food. He used to rely on his ability to make a living, and his ability to cheat is also his ability. Is it easy to be a liar?

Nie Xueping is also in her thirties, so she must have figured it out, and she is more sensible than those little white faces. Song Yuzhang really has to wait a while before he dares to touch someone as young and vigorous as Meng Tingjing.

The two sat side by side on rocking chairs, watching the sunset quietly. When Liao Tiandong came, he thought this scene was very interesting. He felt that the two of them were like a pair of polite father and son. Of course, Nie Xueping was not that old, but Nie Xueping's status was not high enough. Consciously dwarfs those around him.

The master chef in Guangdong was appreciated by Song Yuzhang, and he was very grateful. He used eighteen martial arts, and the dishes were cooked more slowly than last time.

Song Yuzhang not only sent two local masters to do some interludes, but also invited Liao Tiandong's favorite little phoenix to sing for fun. Liao Tiandong was surprised, "Little phoenix never sings in halls."

Xiaofengxian is dressed as Yuji today, and she has a heroic figure amidst all kinds of charms, and said with a smile: "Of course I don't care about other people, but Fifth Master's meeting is still important."

"Why?" Liao Tiandong glanced at Song Yuzhang, and swiped his finger between the two, "Could it be that I can't afford the price offered by Song Wuye?"

Xiao Fengxian giggled, "Fifth Master is so handsome, I am happy to go to Fifth Master's appointment."

Liao Tiandong was speechless, but also convinced.

Regarding yesterday's rush to Song's bank, Liao Tiandong just forgot about it after feeling guilty. He has been in the officialdom for so many years, and his skin is so thick that a sword can't pierce it. Besides, he saw the golden mountain. He didn't have any worries anymore, being so oppressed by the Meng family was enough for him, he didn't believe that the Song and Nie families could not fight against a Meng family together? !

Liao Tiandong made up his mind to change his family, so he chatted and laughed at the dinner table. Later, seeing that Nie Xueping and Song Yuzhang were very gentle, he gradually lowered his voice and meowed like a big civet cat.

A good meal, a few reassurances, everything that needs to be settled has been settled, Liao Tiandong is satisfied, Song Yuzhang is also satisfied, Nie Xueping still has a gentle smile as usual, and is probably very satisfied.

After Liao Tiandong left, Song Yuzhang sent someone to send Xiaofengxian back to Xiaobailou, and at the same time thanked him for his kindness.

Xiao Fengxian pursed her lips and smiled, "Fifth Master, will you show me your face?"

Song Yuzhang said: "Tomorrow I will come to support you."

Xiao Fengxian's watery eyes dangled with a smile, "Don't want tomorrow," he had already removed his makeup, his face was fair and clean, he was a very delicate and good-looking young man, he raised his face and said with a smile, "Fifth Master, what are you doing today?" Just give me a hug and give me a kiss."

Song Yuzhang was a little surprised, because although Xiaofengxian was pretty and cute, she didn't have the aura of a rabbit on her body. He heard that Xiaofengxian liked women.

Although he was surprised, Song Yuzhang didn't think his lips were valuable, and also thought that Xiaofengxian was good-looking and worthy of a kiss, so he calmly kissed Xiaofengxian's clean cheek.

Xiao Fengxian was overjoyed, and said up and down, "I won't wash my face tonight."

Song Yuzhang laughed.

Xiao Fengxian smiled and said: "People in the garden said that when Xiao Yuxian was popular, you loved him very much, Lord Wu, now I can say that you have loved him too much, and you will never lose to him!"

Song Yuzhang never thought that Xiaofengxian was for this reason, and it was cute to see him pinching the tip to be strong, so he waved his hand and said, "Tomorrow I will come to praise you."

Nie Xueping was in the Liujiao Pavilion, watching Song Yuzhang come back through the glass window. Song Yuzhang talked and laughed as he walked, "This little Fengxian is really interesting."

Nie Xueping smiled without saying a word. He drank a lot of wine at the banquet today, and his smile became a little lazy.

Song Yuzhang stood in front of him, first observed his face carefully, and felt that there was only warmth and gentleness on his face, without the slightest hint of anger, and he liked it more and more in his heart - being old still has its advantages ,sensible!

If it was Meng Tingjing, she would definitely be screaming and killing at this moment.

Song Yuzhang was not drunk, he was massive, and it was difficult to get drunk easily, but he was only slightly drunk. In this slight drunkenness, he lowered his head and held Nie Xueping's face, and kissed him lively and happily.

Nie Xueping is like a very ordinary middle-aged gentleman who has no temper at all. To say that middle age is actually a bit too much, he is only 32 years old, there is no wrinkle on his face, and his face is handsome and upright. "old.

Song Yuzhang held his face and said in a low voice, "Don't go back tonight."

Nie Xueping's eyes were half-opened and half-closed. He patted Song Yuzhang's back lightly, "Wake up the bar first."

The master poured the hangover tea quickly, and there was a cool breeze outside. Song Yuzhang drank and ate meat all night, and was busy socializing. The wind, looking at the colorful flowers, felt a little sad in my heart.

In life, no one can tell whether the next moment will be high or low, and he never thought that he has been wandering for the past few years, wobbling, and when he settles down, he will definitely grasp something in his hands.

A half dead bank.

A few brothers who are hard to say good or bad.

Haha, he actually has brothers.

Song Yuzhang took a sip of the hangover tea, shook his head and closed his eyes, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, his eyes shot out from the gap between his eyelashes and his eyes, and looked at Nie Xueping who was quietly and peacefully beside him.

There is also a lover who is 12 years older than him.

If Nie Xueping was four or five years older, she could be his father.

Song Yuzhang reached out to hold Nie Xueping's hand, "Don't leave tonight."

His tone was purely announcing, to Nie Xueping's ears, it was a bit domineering, but to Nie Xueping, this domineering also had a certain childish color, so he just smiled, "Okay."

The entourage of the Nie family was in turmoil, and they didn't expect Nie Xueping to sleep out at all. After prying up the floor of this small mansion and checking it, they finally retreated with peace of mind.

Seeing this posture, Song Yuzhang couldn't help but find it funny, but he immediately restrained his smile, guessing that Nie Xueping might have suffered some kind of secret loss, so he shouldn't laugh at it.

The bed in the small mansion is clean, it was dried in the sun yesterday, exuding the good smell of sunshine.

Song Yuzhang stroked the fluffy quilt, feeling very embarrassed.

In fact, he hadn't done it for a long time.

It's strange to say that such a romantic person like him often has to abstain from sex for various reasons.

A Fu Mian and a Meng Tingjing, although they are different, they have really made him a long-time lover.

It can be seen that although youth has its advantages, there is no doubt that it also has great disadvantages.

From this point of view, Nie Xueping's maturity and stability are very rare.

Song Yuzhang reflected on himself, thinking that his vision was too narrow in the past, and he could not be blamed for it. With little experience, his vision was naturally not broad. Now he has let go a lot and decided to give it a try.

Song Yuzhang went up and kissed Nie Xueping habitually.

Both of them had the sweet smell of tea and a hint of wine. It was natural to kiss each other very well. Song Yuzhang took Nie Xueping's hand and walked towards the bed. The change of footsteps was like dancing. He originally wanted to fall on the bed naturally. On the bed, however, Nie Xueping's footsteps stopped at the edge of the bed.

Song Yuzhang's face was full of spring, Nie Xueping smiled lightly, his eyes were soft, Song Yuzhang said directly: "You don't want to?"

Nie Xueping didn't speak, and Song Yuzhang suddenly realized, "You have never slept with a man."

Nie Xueping put one hand on his waist, but remained silent.

"Is it not? Still uncomfortable?" Song Yuzhang humbly asked for advice. If Nie Xueping really can't do it, then forget it. He likes Nie Xueping very much, but it hasn't reached the point where he is absolutely necessary. The relationship between the two of them is more important, and there is no reason to Such a little fun is not happy.

Song Yuzhang let go of his hand, but Nie Xueping grabbed it again when he loosened it to the end, and the hand around his waist also exerted some strength. Nie Xueping hugged him in his arms, touched his temples with his lips, and said in a low voice Low, "I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it."

Song Yuzhang's body suddenly became hot, and the alcohol he drank ignited little by little in his blood, especially the words Nie Xueping said, which almost immediately set off fantasies in his mind.

Now that everything is settled, he is in a state of striding forward, and when he is relaxed, he is particularly excited.

He needs Nie Xueping, and he needs to vent!

Song Yuzhang pushed Nie Xueping down on the bed.

As soon as Nie Xueping lay down, her shoulders were wide, her tie was tilted to one side, and her chest under her white shirt was stretched tightly, but also very wide. Song Yuzhang put his face on it, and he heard Nie Xueping's heartbeat.

Nie Xueping's heart beat fast.

Bang bang bang, my heart beat like a drum.

Song Yuzhang raised his eyes in surprise again.

Nie Xueping's face was gentle, but she still couldn't see it at all, but the light in her eyes was subtle and deep, dark, which completely attracted Song Yuzhang's gaze.

Nie Xueping's character, until this moment, Song Yuzhang still dare not say that he has figured it out 100%, and can draw any conclusions about his temperament. He only thinks that gentleness is the surface layer of Nie Xueping's personality, what is hidden underneath?I don't know, people need to explore, expose, and take risks.

Song Yuzhang, on the other hand, likes to take risks.