Ordinary but not simple

In the master bedroom, it was dark, the windows were not opened, and the curtains were not drawn. It was a quiet atmosphere. Song Wenxi and Liao Xiaojiang were lying down, but no one could sleep. Song Wenxi's mind kept turning around Song Qinuo The sentence I said to myself.

As the saying goes, when a child grows up and his wings harden, he is no longer a doll that can be easily controlled, and it is inevitable to leave home for a new home.

Song Wenxi seemed to be tired of looking at the ceiling, turned over, and when she was lying on her side, she happened to meet her lover, "Xiao Jiang, are you still asleep?"

"Aren't you still awake?" Liao Xiaojiang moved his body and got into his arms, "Would Xiao Nuo be too direct and hurtful like this?"

"It's already very tactful." Song Wenxi didn't have the guts of her son, but she still had the measure. "This little clever ghost scolds people around the corner. I'm not afraid that if there is a first time, there will be a second time." Following myself, I haven't experienced any hardships, and with a high IQ, I am even more defiant.

"Well," Liao Xiaojiang didn't know what to say, so he could only chat with him here, "Xiao Nuo has something to do."

"Don't worry," Song Wenxi patted him on the back, "he can talk now."

Liao Xiaojiang understood what he said, "That's right."

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It was another fine weather. For the first time, Song Wenxi's sister and Song Wenxi's ex-wife's sister didn't sleep late. They got up early, sat in the living room and watched TV, and waited for Song Wenxi, who was making breakfast in the kitchen, to come out to order dinner. Liao Xiaojiang had a guest today who needed an interview, so Wearing a change from the usual casual, formal suit and leather shoes, he looks like a different person.Seeing that Song Wenxi felt a little embarrassed, and asked Liao Xiaojiang to help her, Song Qinuo came in from the outside, wearing sweaty sportswear.

The wet clothes, with the front chest attached to the back, highlighted Song Qinuo's lean muscles, "I'm so hot," poured a glass of boiled water, and drank wildly.

"I woke up really early today," Song Wenxi's sister looked at her nephew drinking water to the point of her mouth, "I don't get up until eight o'clock on weekdays."

"Oh, that's when I'm done and come back from a run." Song Qinuo didn't know if she was looking for something to say, "I went for a run today without doing anything." Jokingly, "Do you want to be together tomorrow? Aunt."

My God, do you have any shame? "You young people are so energetic, I can't compare them," Song Wenxi's sister smiled wryly, "Where's Xiaoyun?" The child still hasn't forgotten what happened yesterday, "Isn't he with you?"

"He has very strenuous exercise every day. As for the morning run, he can forget about it." Song Qinuo poured himself another glass of water, "By the way, when I'm not at home, please don't disturb my brother's rest. Not sleeping well has a direct impact on me."

"..." Song Wenxi's elder sister didn't know if she was too angry to respond, or if she was too ashamed to go back with his outspoken words. For a while, she was speechless and furious.

Song Wen cherished seeing her son come back from running with a bag of things, "Xiao Nuo, are you back from your morning run again?"

"Dad, I bought deep-fried dough sticks when I came back." Song Qinuo put the bought things on the dining table, "My math research group said that I would go out to participate in some math competitions, and I will take my brother with me then," at home It's a day when wars are raging at any time, and now I take a chance to escape from home. If I don't take my wife with me, wouldn't I become a post-modern scumbag? "Dad, you get it."

"Oh," Song Wenxi agreed, "Be careful."

"Okay," Song Qinuo said, then went upstairs to pick up his clothes and came down to take a shower, ignoring the people sitting in the living room, coming and going freely.

The quiet breakfast time was the most tormenting. After 20 minutes, Song Qinuo and Li Yun went out holding hands.

"It's too dangerous to leave my parents at home to deal with those two women," Song Qinuo couldn't bear it, but he couldn't be a hero. "But I always come forward to fight against the enemy. In terms of face, the two mothers can't stand it."

Li Yun still remembers how unbearable she was said before, "Being urged to find a partner of the opposite sex every day, who can bear it." Maybe it was because of fear and no shyness, so I held his hand a little harder, " It's unbearable to be a straight man, let alone someone with a partner."

"Are you admitting that you're my object?" Song Qinuo went out with him until now, but he didn't let go of his hand, "I thought you only wanted to have an affair with me."

"Nonsense," Li Yun was afraid now, how could he have the heart to joke with him, "Do I look like someone who can marry a wife?"

"It's not like when you're lying on the bed," Song Qinuo was glared at by him, "Okay, you're sure to eat me," the corner of his mouth smiled.

"I don't have one," Li Yun twitched.

Song Qinuo couldn't hold back, raised the hand he was holding, and kissed the back of his hand, "No matter how many times you flinch, I will hold you tightly."

Li Yun blushed, lowered her head, and smiled extremely sweetly.

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This is not the first time that Liao Xiaojiang and Zhang Chen, the director, went outside the company to meet clients, talk about business, go to the construction site, and then accompany them to eat, drink, and sing. No, Liao Xiaojiang, who can’t eat well, has a few glasses of wine, let alone singing. Liao Xiaojiang washes his hands more times than he talks to customers. Zhang Chen also noticed this. , followed Liao Xiaojiang to the bathroom.

"Xiao Jiang, you don't look very well," Zhang Chen looked at his exhausted appearance, "Go home and rest." If you stand for a while longer, you may fall down.

"I don't want to go home," Liao Xiaojiang washed his face.

Zhang Chen waited for him to wash his face, "What happened at home?"

Liao Xiaojiang didn't want to trouble him, "It's nothing." After sorting it out, "I will finish this project report as soon as possible." To prove that he is fine, he gave him a smile. Yes, I will change it and hand it over to you as soon as possible."

"If you really have nothing to do, you can report to me earlier," Zhang Chen led the way.

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