They are not divorced today

After being drunk until seven o'clock in the morning, Song Xinyan woke up, feeling like she smelled of alcohol all over her body.

He fell asleep under the influence of alcohol last night. Turning around, he saw Qin Mulang sleeping beside him. Fingers gently pressed the lower lip peak on his lips, this man always showed his mature charm inadvertently when he smiled, no wonder Liu Zeyu wanted to turn back.

Such a good man, he wouldn't let him out.

After staring at Qin Mulang's side face for 10 minutes, feeling that her throat was very thirsty, Song Xinyan reluctantly got up from the bed to drink water, took a shower and changed into pajamas, dried her hair, and climbed back to bed to sleep.

The movement was a bit loud, Qin Mulang was woken up by him, he hugged Song Xinyan, who had just washed cleanly, in a daze, with one leg on his legs, one hand on his waist, and his head resting on his left side , Nose sniffed between his neck.

"Well, it's very fragrant." With a deep sleepiness in his voice, he asked Song Xinyan's neck, "What time is it?"

Song Xinyan tilted her head and kissed his forehead: "Seven o'clock, you can continue to sleep."

"Oh." Last night, he was worried that Song Xinyan would vomit and feel uncomfortable, so he fell asleep in the middle of the night. He was indeed still in a state of confusion. He found a suitable position on Song Xinyan's shoulder and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

Song Xinyan is also in a good mood now, kissed on top of Qin Mulang's hair, and then went back to sleep.

When she woke up again, Song Xinyan's shoulders became lighter, and Qin Mulang leaned against the head of the bed and smiled maliciously at him.

Song Xinyan slowly retracted into the bed like an ostrich, pretending that she hadn't woken up yet.

Qin Mulang: "Let's talk about drinking last night."

Song Xinyan continued to crawl under the quilt.

Qin Mulang: "Gao Yunshu said you are in a bad mood."

Song Xinyan washed in the quilt and said in a muffled voice: "No, don't listen to his nonsense, I just see my friend in a better mood."

Song Xinyan, who refused to admit it to death, suddenly felt that she was being hugged tightly. It was Qin Mulang holding him and pulling the quilt off through the quilt.

"We said that we have to say everything. If I am wrong, I will apologize, okay?"

At this time, Song Xinyan had no choice but to face Qin Mulang face to face, leaned forward and touched the tip of his nose, with innocent eyes, said: "I drank on impulse, next time I will definitely let you know in advance."

What else could Qin Mulang do, of course, forgive him for his momentary willfulness, press him down and kiss him hard, Song Xinyan was soon blushed, her eyes were wet, and her heart was beating.

After the kiss, Qin Mulang covered his lips: "It's broken."

The red tide on her face did not subside, Song Xinyan smiled slightly, and said, "I'll get you some medicine to wipe it on." It wasn't the first time that Qin Mulang bit his lips, and there was always anti-inflammatory ointment at home.

Qin Mulang smiled and got out of bed.

Song Xinyan got some ointment and applied it on the wound of Qin Mulang who came out after him.

After applying the ointment, his lips felt cool, Qin Mulang took the opportunity to kiss Song Xinyan again.

Song Xinyan wiped the corner of her mouth with her sleeve: "It smells really bad."

Qin Mulang raised the corner of his mouth and said maliciously: "Then you should drink less alcohol in the future, or you will have to eat once I wipe it on."

Song Xinyan knew he was wrong: "Got it." Regarding this, he felt that he would have an unrepentant attitude, and wanted to bite when he was angry, fearing that he would not be able to change it.

The two got up after nine o'clock and hadn't eaten breakfast yet, so Qin Mulang came out of the sweet atmosphere at this moment.

Suddenly remembered something: "Oops, the aquatic products my mother asked me to bring back last night are still thrown in the trunk of the car."

Song Xinyan said: "Can I still eat it? It stinks."

Qin Mulang said, "I'll go down and have a look, and buy breakfast by the way."

Song Xinyan stopped him: "Let's go down together, I want to eat siu mai."

There is a time-honored tea restaurant near their home, which should have had a place in the past.

"Then let's go." It's a pity that his mother told him not to eat the seafood he brought home, Song Xinyan likes to eat crabs.

After disposing of the seafood in the trunk, Qin Mulang and Song Xinyan went to have breakfast.

It was rare that the weather was fine on the weekend, so they chose to walk there.

Today Song Xinyan is wearing a simple light-colored shirt and a woolen sweater, like a college student.

Qin Mulang wears a jacket and jeans, and his hair is brushed up to reveal his forehead, which can be said to be very handsome.

Not only passers-by will turn their heads for his handsomeness, even Song Xinyan, who has been together for several years, will be fascinated every day.

Song Xinyan pushed up her glasses, and took the initiative to hold Qin Mulang's hand tightly. The latter smiled like a cat stealing.

You know, all along, Song Xinyan has been very low-key, and she doesn't take the initiative to make too intimate gestures with Qin Mulang in front of people. It is rare for her to be held hands while walking on the street, and of course Qin Mulang will shake her back.

As usual, they went home after breakfast. On the way back, the two went into the fruit supermarket to buy some grapes and pears.

Song Xinyan said: "Suddenly I want to eat watermelon again."

The sun fell on his fair face, and it could be seen that he was in a really good mood.

Qin Mulang's hand suddenly went around his back and pressed on his stomach: "I drank wine last night, don't eat watermelon."

"Ah... is it really not allowed, is watermelon juice okay?"

"Neither."

"Can I have a unilateral cold war with you?"

"No."

"Then you won't let me eat watermelon or drink watermelon juice, what kind of fruit should I eat?"

"We bought grapes and Sydney. Anyway, don't even think about eating watermelon these two days, and it's not in season."

"But the ones I just bought have skins on them, and I don't want to peel them off."

"I'll peel it off for you."

"Well, that's about the same."

"I said, if you want me to skin you, you can just say so, without beating around the bush. I will definitely satisfy your request."

"It's up to you to do it voluntarily. It's so boring to say it, it's like ordering someone." And every time he made a request, Qin Mulang would think of various ways to exchange terms with him.

"But we've played the command... um!" game.

"Shut up, you're outside, what if someone overhears you?"

"What's the matter? They are all strangers and won't listen to us. Why are you so shy?" Qin Mulang said in his heart, making himself want to bully him and tease him every day.

Song Xinyan gave him a supercilious look.

The two walked back slowly. The community is always very lively on weekends. There are young parents who take their children out to participate in activities, there are elderly couples who go out for a walk together, and some put their dogs on strollers and push them for a walk. beautiful girl.

As soon as I finished speaking, there were cardboard boxes, furniture, mattresses and so on piled up in front of the building where they lived.

They bypassed the movers and entered the elevator.

As soon as I got out of the elevator door, I saw a pile of dismantled cardboard piled outside.

Song Xinyan said: "This means that a new resident has moved to our floor."

Qin Mulang didn't care too much: "Well, there are quite a lot of things."

The new residents lived right across from them, and their door was almost blocked.

"I remember that there was a family of five living across the street, why did they suddenly sell the house?"

“Probably not bad for the price.”

"What about the school district room? In the future, their children can go to one of the best elementary schools in the city."

"I don't have children, I don't understand."

Just as the two were about to enter the house, a person who seemed to Song Xinyan to be a lingering ghost appeared in front of them.

"Brother Lang."

Qin Mulang also felt that the person on the opposite side was very redundant. He was puzzled by the other party's behavior, and when he asked, his voice was raised a little: "You want to move in? Live across the street?" It's unbelievable, but it seems that Liu Ze Yu can do things.

Song Xinyan pushed the slightly slid glasses, and cursed in her heart: What a fucking dog.

"Yes, what a coincidence, my friend helped me find the house."

Qin Mulang's good mood early in the morning disappeared. He looked at Song Xinyan's face from the corner of his eye, and found that the other party was pressing the password with his head down, and he couldn't see the expression.

"Oh, then you can move."

Song Xinyan opened the door, and before entering, she heard Liu Zeyu say: "Brother Lang, where did you buy your seafood? After eating at your house yesterday, my mother wanted to buy some for relatives."

Qin Mulang now wanted to cover Liu Zeyu's mouth with a piece of paper, but he looked at him very delicately.

Obviously, he did it on purpose.

Song Xinyan looked at Qin Mulang with a half-smile, and then squinted at Liu Zeyu.

Qin Mulang held back his anger: "Ask my mother, I don't know."

Liu Zeyu acted as if he didn't see Qin Mulang's murderous eyes, and smiled brightly: "Okay, you can go shopping with Auntie."

Song Xinyan pushed open the door of the house and sat on the porch to change shoes, not interested in their chat at all.

Qin Mulang had nothing to say about this. He deliberately found trouble for himself, and not answering the words was the best way to deal with it. No matter what he said at this time, it would not end well.

"I still have something to do, you can move slowly."

"My brother and the others will come over in the evening, brother Lang, come over for a drink too?"

"I have something to do in the afternoon, so I won't go." After speaking, Qin Mulang quickly closed the door to prevent Liu Zeyu from continuing to confuse right and wrong.

Liu Zeyu who was blocked outside: "..."

As soon as he turned around, he saw Song Xinyan holding his hands in front of his chest, looking at him with a half-smile, without saying a word.

Qin Mulang raised his hands: "I can explain."

Song Xinyan turned her head and carried the fruit into the kitchen, and stuffed it neatly into the refrigerator.

Qin Mulang quickly changed his shoes, and followed closely behind Song Xinyan: "I went back yesterday afternoon, and my dad told me that their family is coming."

Song Xinyan responded coldly: "Oh."

Going back to the room to get the computer, Song Xinyan sat on the sofa and started surfing the Internet. Qin Mulang is really annoyed by Liu Zeyu now, it took him all morning to coax him back to his original form in a second.

It's all good now, he didn't know how to explain it, he walked around beside Song Xinyan, begging for attention.

"Can you stop walking around? It dazzles me."

"Can you believe me? I really have no idea about Liu Zeyu."

Song Xinyan sat on the computer screen and looked up, as if thinking of something, the corner of her mouth raised and said, "I didn't say I don't believe you."

Qin Mulang did not see that he was angry, but he did not dare to relax. He went to the kitchen to wash grapes and feed him, and waited on him.

After a while, Zhao Yuanxi called him, and he carefully went to the balcony to answer.

Qin Mulang said directly on the phone: "Zhao Yuanxi, what do you mean?"

Zhao Yuanxi: "Brother Lang, what's the matter, why are you so angry?"

Qin Mulang asked angrily, "What's wrong with me, did you tell Liu Zeyu my home address?"

Zhao Yuanxi was very frank: "That's right, I'm doing it for your own good. Can't you explain any misunderstandings?"

Qin Mulang said coldly: "Is there something wrong with you! Is this for my own good? That's just your imagination. I even wonder if you have a crush on Liu Zeyu. Don't you know I'm married? Can I trouble you not to?" Meddling in my affairs, everyone is an adult, what you do will only cause trouble to irrelevant people!"

After finishing speaking, Qin Mulang hung up the phone, and Zhao Yuanxi was so confused by the words that he completely forgot the purpose of his call, because he rarely saw Qin Mulang get so angry.So, does he have feelings for Liu Zeyu, or not?

After a while, he didn't react.

"Fuck, I'm a straight man, how can I have a crush on Zeyu!"