At Che Shaoqi and Song Yan's wedding, it was already ten o'clock when all the guests were sent away, but this was not the end, they still had to pack some dishes from the banquet to take back.
Wang Lian liked the desserts at night very much. There were many tables full of people who didn't move at all. She picked them one by one and asked them to put them in boxes and take them home.
The rest of the dishes were packed by Mica and a few hotel staff. Some of them simply didn't want to drink half a bottle of wine, but they packed the unopened bottles and put them back on the car.
Che Shaoqi drank a lot of wine at night, he was not a very good drinker, and now he is a little dizzy.
Seeing that something was wrong with him, Song Yan blushed and helped him to sit on a chair beside him: "Sit here for a while, I'll pack it up and take you back."
"Okay." Che Shaoqi saw that the things in front of him were a little blurry, he finally nodded and leaned on the chair in a daze.
Song Yan was busy finishing the wedding banquet, Che Shaoqi stared at his busy back, wherever the other party walked, his eyes followed.
When everything was cleaned up, Song Yan turned his head and met Che Shaoqi's unfocused but inexplicably serious eyes.With a soft heart, he stepped forward, and put his palm lightly against Che Shaoqi's side face, and the other party seemed to be comforted immediately, rubbing against his warm palm, like a cat being patted down.
Song Yan leaned down, and kissed the soft lips of Che Shaoqi, who also smelled of wine, with lips that smelled of wine, before asking him: "Shall we go back?"
"Yeah." Che Shaoqi replied softly, it seemed that it was caused by alcohol, and with Song Yan by his side, he relaxed all of a sudden.
Song Yan grabbed him with his backhand and led him away from the hotel.Their cars were all decorated to look like wedding cars and parked outside. These cars are Song Yan's private collection, but they are not as obvious as the sports cars left at Uncle Zeng's place, they are just ordinary private cars.
The front of the car was the one that Song Yan often drove. He took the car Shaoqi into the co-pilot and himself into the driver's seat.
Just as Che Shaoqi fastened his seat belt, he remembered that Song Yan was in a state of drunk driving, so he quickly put his hands on the steering wheel: "Stop driving, let Mica come over."
"He's still busy." Song Yan said helplessly.
But Che Shaoqi resolutely refused: "Don't break the law knowing the law."
"Okay." Song Yan quickly obeyed, got out of the car and sat in the back seat.
Che Shaoqi also followed him into the back seat, and then called Mica, who answered almost instantly: "Master, hello."
"Is it convenient now? Come out and see us off."
"Okay, wait a moment." After Mica finished speaking, she immediately hung up the phone, quickly explained what she was doing, and trotted out of the hotel.
He found the car where Che Shaoqi and the others were, sat in the driver's seat, and asked politely: "Master, Mr. Song, where is the destination?"
"Go to my house." Song Yan said, and handed the mobile phone with navigation settings to Mica.
Mica, who has lived in Windsor for a long time, is very grateful: "Thank you, Mr. Song."
Put the mobile phone away, Mica starts the car, and drives smoothly on the inner ring highway.About 15 minutes later, the car stopped in front of Song Yan's house.
Mica got out of the car and helped them open the car door, and then helped Song Yan give Che Shaoqi a little support, who was drunk.
"Go back first, you've worked hard today." Song Yan pointed to his car, "Just drive this car back, and I'll pick it up later when I have time."
"Okay." Mica bowed and said goodbye, watched the two enter the corridor before driving away.
Song Yan helped Che Shaoqi back home, placed him on the sofa, and made him a hangover soup: "Drink this, or you will have a headache when you wake up tomorrow morning."
"...I don't want to drink it." Smelling the unique smell of hangover soup, Che Shaoqi played a childish temper uncharacteristically.
Song Yan was amused by him, hugged him into his arms, held his chin to feed him, drank half of it, and the remaining half ended up in his stomach.
Che Shaoqi leaned on Song Yan's shoulder, half-closed his eyes in a daze, and refused to let go of Song Yan's suit.
Song Yan never expected that the drunk Che Shaoqi would be so clingy and cute, and the trouble made Song Yan a little distracted, but thinking that Che Shaoqi was already very tired today, he wanted to be considerate of him.
But Che Shaoqi was completely provocative and didn't know it, and his hands were very restless. He was holding Song Yan's clothes at first, but then he directly grabbed Song Yan's hand behind him, having a great time playing.
Song Yan smiled and asked him, "Is it fun?"
"...not fun." After a while, he added, "It's okay."
Song Yan had a thin layer of calluses on the palms of his hands, which was left by him when he was a soldier. In addition, Song Yan often worked out later, these calluses would naturally not disappear.
Che Shaoqi's fingertips gently caressed the old calluses, and he couldn't help muttering: "Our father has worked hard."
Song Yan was moved in his heart, and kissed his side lightly: "Professor Che is too cute today?"
"Really?" Che Shaoqi avoided his kiss and looked up at him, "What happened before?"
"It was cute before." Song Yan replied with a smile.
Che Shaoqi couldn't say he was satisfied with the answer, but he couldn't say he was dissatisfied either. The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he returned to his expressionless face.
Song Yan smoothed his hair, and sat quietly holding him like this for almost half an hour.
Che Shaoqi didn't sleep all the time, after playing with Song Yan's fingers, he stared at the white wall in a daze.
"Are you going to sleep?" Seeing that he seemed a little sleepy, Song Yan asked.
Hearing this, Che Shaoqi was stunned for a moment, then turned to stare at him: "We just finished our wedding today."
"Ah."
"Then you have nothing to do?" Che Shaoqi thought that Song Yan would be too impatient to bear it.
"Yes." Song Yan answered him dryly, "Then what do you want me to do?"
"... up to you." Che Shaoqi finished in a low voice, before he could react, he was picked up by Song Yan and walked into the bedroom with a few big strides.
——×
"Angel baby, mangel baby."
"When you are near me, my heart gets to beat."
Song Yan sang a lullaby in bass, although it was very pleasant to hear, Che Shaoqi always felt that something was wrong.
After a long time, he raised his head and looked at Song Yan seriously: "I'm not a child."
"I know." Song Yan was amused by him, "Then are you sleepy?"
"……Sleepy."
"I was sleepy but I didn't fall asleep after lying down for a long time. The only possibility is that I didn't work too hard." Song Yan said with a smile, "So I'll sing you a lullaby as compensation."
"...I don't want it." It's not that Che Shaoqi is dissatisfied with the benefit given to him by idols, but he is ashamed of his first sentence.
Until now, the waist and legs are still aching, so Che Shaoqi doesn't believe Song Yan's first half of the nonsense.He would keep falling asleep, most likely because of the alcohol.
He couldn't tell whether he was sober or not, but he was indeed not sleepy at all, and he was even too sober.
Song Yan stroked his hair lightly, and said something to him: "Today I am consummated."
Che Shaoqi didn't understand what he meant and looked up at him.
"The wedding is also held, and the people are also held. What a beautiful day."
After hearing this, Che Shaoqi resisted the urge to kick him, and muffled in his arms: "I heard from Sister Hui that you put off your recent schedule."
"Well, newlywed Yan Er, shouldn't she accompany you?" Song Yan asked with a smile.
Che Shaoqi pursed his lips and didn't answer.
Yue Shida has been very busy recently, or it could be said that he is relatively busy at work.After he took the physics team to participate in the national competition in May and won the championship, everything was considered over, but some time ago, the school just informed him that this project needs to be sent abroad to participate.
In this way, Che Shaoqi naturally started to keep his feet on the ground again, busy working with the students to perfect the competition items at that time. If he can win an international award, it will be a higher level.
On the other hand, Song Yan pushed the announcement just to accompany him through the wedding period.
Che Shaoqi recalled the number of days of vacation he still had in the teaching system in his mind, and finally buried himself in Song Yan's arms and said, "Otherwise, I will go to school tomorrow to arrange follow-up tasks and ask Lu Shang to take care of it for me, and then Please take a week off the day after tomorrow, let's go out... go out and have fun?"
Originally, he wanted to say "honeymoon", but he was too ashamed to say it.
Song Yan picked it up for him: "Okay, let's go on our honeymoon."
"...I didn't say honeymoon, I just went out to have fun." Che Shaoqi retorted with a red face.
"Well, I mean honeymoon."
"……Um."
"Then where are we going?" Song Yan asked him.
Che Shaoqi shook his head, did not answer this question, but added: "It's okay to go on honeymoon."
"Really?" Song Yan pretended to be pleasantly surprised, "That's the honeymoon, it's decided and can't be changed."
"……it is good."
"Where do you want to go?"
"I also can."
"Hot springs, gliding, rock climbing, if it's not possible, I still have several racing cars. Let's drive out and take you for a ride."
As soon as Che Shaoqi heard the word "car", he realized that he had never seen Song Yan's racing cars until now.He had only seen it through game videos before, but now it has completely aroused his interest.
"The car... I want to see the car."
Song Yan lowered his head slightly, and saw Che Shaoqi's expectant face, he nodded with a smile: "Okay, it happens that Uncle Zeng's place is at the foot of the mountain, and he still has a few vacant houses, we can go to the farmhouse for fun."
"Okay." Che Shaoqi was very satisfied with this.
"Then what do you want to eat?"
"Anything is fine." After Che Shaoqi finished speaking, he remembered the chicken soup he drank at the hotel last time, "Is the old hen soup okay? That's delicious."
"Yes, it's very nourishing." Song Yan said, "There is also pig's trotter soup, which is beautifying and nourishing."
Che Shaoqi always felt that there was something wrong in these two sentences, but seeing Song Yan's serious look, he thought it was because he was thinking too much: "Okay, I can also make scrambled eggs with tomatoes."
"Then I'm lucky."
"Then I'll do more."
"it is good."
Wang Lian liked the desserts at night very much. There were many tables full of people who didn't move at all. She picked them one by one and asked them to put them in boxes and take them home.
The rest of the dishes were packed by Mica and a few hotel staff. Some of them simply didn't want to drink half a bottle of wine, but they packed the unopened bottles and put them back on the car.
Che Shaoqi drank a lot of wine at night, he was not a very good drinker, and now he is a little dizzy.
Seeing that something was wrong with him, Song Yan blushed and helped him to sit on a chair beside him: "Sit here for a while, I'll pack it up and take you back."
"Okay." Che Shaoqi saw that the things in front of him were a little blurry, he finally nodded and leaned on the chair in a daze.
Song Yan was busy finishing the wedding banquet, Che Shaoqi stared at his busy back, wherever the other party walked, his eyes followed.
When everything was cleaned up, Song Yan turned his head and met Che Shaoqi's unfocused but inexplicably serious eyes.With a soft heart, he stepped forward, and put his palm lightly against Che Shaoqi's side face, and the other party seemed to be comforted immediately, rubbing against his warm palm, like a cat being patted down.
Song Yan leaned down, and kissed the soft lips of Che Shaoqi, who also smelled of wine, with lips that smelled of wine, before asking him: "Shall we go back?"
"Yeah." Che Shaoqi replied softly, it seemed that it was caused by alcohol, and with Song Yan by his side, he relaxed all of a sudden.
Song Yan grabbed him with his backhand and led him away from the hotel.Their cars were all decorated to look like wedding cars and parked outside. These cars are Song Yan's private collection, but they are not as obvious as the sports cars left at Uncle Zeng's place, they are just ordinary private cars.
The front of the car was the one that Song Yan often drove. He took the car Shaoqi into the co-pilot and himself into the driver's seat.
Just as Che Shaoqi fastened his seat belt, he remembered that Song Yan was in a state of drunk driving, so he quickly put his hands on the steering wheel: "Stop driving, let Mica come over."
"He's still busy." Song Yan said helplessly.
But Che Shaoqi resolutely refused: "Don't break the law knowing the law."
"Okay." Song Yan quickly obeyed, got out of the car and sat in the back seat.
Che Shaoqi also followed him into the back seat, and then called Mica, who answered almost instantly: "Master, hello."
"Is it convenient now? Come out and see us off."
"Okay, wait a moment." After Mica finished speaking, she immediately hung up the phone, quickly explained what she was doing, and trotted out of the hotel.
He found the car where Che Shaoqi and the others were, sat in the driver's seat, and asked politely: "Master, Mr. Song, where is the destination?"
"Go to my house." Song Yan said, and handed the mobile phone with navigation settings to Mica.
Mica, who has lived in Windsor for a long time, is very grateful: "Thank you, Mr. Song."
Put the mobile phone away, Mica starts the car, and drives smoothly on the inner ring highway.About 15 minutes later, the car stopped in front of Song Yan's house.
Mica got out of the car and helped them open the car door, and then helped Song Yan give Che Shaoqi a little support, who was drunk.
"Go back first, you've worked hard today." Song Yan pointed to his car, "Just drive this car back, and I'll pick it up later when I have time."
"Okay." Mica bowed and said goodbye, watched the two enter the corridor before driving away.
Song Yan helped Che Shaoqi back home, placed him on the sofa, and made him a hangover soup: "Drink this, or you will have a headache when you wake up tomorrow morning."
"...I don't want to drink it." Smelling the unique smell of hangover soup, Che Shaoqi played a childish temper uncharacteristically.
Song Yan was amused by him, hugged him into his arms, held his chin to feed him, drank half of it, and the remaining half ended up in his stomach.
Che Shaoqi leaned on Song Yan's shoulder, half-closed his eyes in a daze, and refused to let go of Song Yan's suit.
Song Yan never expected that the drunk Che Shaoqi would be so clingy and cute, and the trouble made Song Yan a little distracted, but thinking that Che Shaoqi was already very tired today, he wanted to be considerate of him.
But Che Shaoqi was completely provocative and didn't know it, and his hands were very restless. He was holding Song Yan's clothes at first, but then he directly grabbed Song Yan's hand behind him, having a great time playing.
Song Yan smiled and asked him, "Is it fun?"
"...not fun." After a while, he added, "It's okay."
Song Yan had a thin layer of calluses on the palms of his hands, which was left by him when he was a soldier. In addition, Song Yan often worked out later, these calluses would naturally not disappear.
Che Shaoqi's fingertips gently caressed the old calluses, and he couldn't help muttering: "Our father has worked hard."
Song Yan was moved in his heart, and kissed his side lightly: "Professor Che is too cute today?"
"Really?" Che Shaoqi avoided his kiss and looked up at him, "What happened before?"
"It was cute before." Song Yan replied with a smile.
Che Shaoqi couldn't say he was satisfied with the answer, but he couldn't say he was dissatisfied either. The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he returned to his expressionless face.
Song Yan smoothed his hair, and sat quietly holding him like this for almost half an hour.
Che Shaoqi didn't sleep all the time, after playing with Song Yan's fingers, he stared at the white wall in a daze.
"Are you going to sleep?" Seeing that he seemed a little sleepy, Song Yan asked.
Hearing this, Che Shaoqi was stunned for a moment, then turned to stare at him: "We just finished our wedding today."
"Ah."
"Then you have nothing to do?" Che Shaoqi thought that Song Yan would be too impatient to bear it.
"Yes." Song Yan answered him dryly, "Then what do you want me to do?"
"... up to you." Che Shaoqi finished in a low voice, before he could react, he was picked up by Song Yan and walked into the bedroom with a few big strides.
——×
"Angel baby, mangel baby."
"When you are near me, my heart gets to beat."
Song Yan sang a lullaby in bass, although it was very pleasant to hear, Che Shaoqi always felt that something was wrong.
After a long time, he raised his head and looked at Song Yan seriously: "I'm not a child."
"I know." Song Yan was amused by him, "Then are you sleepy?"
"……Sleepy."
"I was sleepy but I didn't fall asleep after lying down for a long time. The only possibility is that I didn't work too hard." Song Yan said with a smile, "So I'll sing you a lullaby as compensation."
"...I don't want it." It's not that Che Shaoqi is dissatisfied with the benefit given to him by idols, but he is ashamed of his first sentence.
Until now, the waist and legs are still aching, so Che Shaoqi doesn't believe Song Yan's first half of the nonsense.He would keep falling asleep, most likely because of the alcohol.
He couldn't tell whether he was sober or not, but he was indeed not sleepy at all, and he was even too sober.
Song Yan stroked his hair lightly, and said something to him: "Today I am consummated."
Che Shaoqi didn't understand what he meant and looked up at him.
"The wedding is also held, and the people are also held. What a beautiful day."
After hearing this, Che Shaoqi resisted the urge to kick him, and muffled in his arms: "I heard from Sister Hui that you put off your recent schedule."
"Well, newlywed Yan Er, shouldn't she accompany you?" Song Yan asked with a smile.
Che Shaoqi pursed his lips and didn't answer.
Yue Shida has been very busy recently, or it could be said that he is relatively busy at work.After he took the physics team to participate in the national competition in May and won the championship, everything was considered over, but some time ago, the school just informed him that this project needs to be sent abroad to participate.
In this way, Che Shaoqi naturally started to keep his feet on the ground again, busy working with the students to perfect the competition items at that time. If he can win an international award, it will be a higher level.
On the other hand, Song Yan pushed the announcement just to accompany him through the wedding period.
Che Shaoqi recalled the number of days of vacation he still had in the teaching system in his mind, and finally buried himself in Song Yan's arms and said, "Otherwise, I will go to school tomorrow to arrange follow-up tasks and ask Lu Shang to take care of it for me, and then Please take a week off the day after tomorrow, let's go out... go out and have fun?"
Originally, he wanted to say "honeymoon", but he was too ashamed to say it.
Song Yan picked it up for him: "Okay, let's go on our honeymoon."
"...I didn't say honeymoon, I just went out to have fun." Che Shaoqi retorted with a red face.
"Well, I mean honeymoon."
"……Um."
"Then where are we going?" Song Yan asked him.
Che Shaoqi shook his head, did not answer this question, but added: "It's okay to go on honeymoon."
"Really?" Song Yan pretended to be pleasantly surprised, "That's the honeymoon, it's decided and can't be changed."
"……it is good."
"Where do you want to go?"
"I also can."
"Hot springs, gliding, rock climbing, if it's not possible, I still have several racing cars. Let's drive out and take you for a ride."
As soon as Che Shaoqi heard the word "car", he realized that he had never seen Song Yan's racing cars until now.He had only seen it through game videos before, but now it has completely aroused his interest.
"The car... I want to see the car."
Song Yan lowered his head slightly, and saw Che Shaoqi's expectant face, he nodded with a smile: "Okay, it happens that Uncle Zeng's place is at the foot of the mountain, and he still has a few vacant houses, we can go to the farmhouse for fun."
"Okay." Che Shaoqi was very satisfied with this.
"Then what do you want to eat?"
"Anything is fine." After Che Shaoqi finished speaking, he remembered the chicken soup he drank at the hotel last time, "Is the old hen soup okay? That's delicious."
"Yes, it's very nourishing." Song Yan said, "There is also pig's trotter soup, which is beautifying and nourishing."
Che Shaoqi always felt that there was something wrong in these two sentences, but seeing Song Yan's serious look, he thought it was because he was thinking too much: "Okay, I can also make scrambled eggs with tomatoes."
"Then I'm lucky."
"Then I'll do more."
"it is good."
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