The married husband is a grandfather

When he saw Song Qingye and Yan Shuokun hooking their shoulders together, he felt a low air pressure all over his body. He pulled Song Qingye and hugged him in his arms. Song Qingye felt his face hit something hard. When he looked carefully, it was Chu Yu's chest.

"Chu Yu...hehe, why do you have one, two, three, five? There are so many of you..."

Song Qingye grabbed it blindly, and threw himself into Chu Yu's arms.

"Hey, I got you, baby~"

Chu Yu suddenly picked up Song Qingye by the waist, and walked steadily into the room. Liu Yunniang blushed and told them to be careful, and told Chu Yu not to drop Song Qingye.

"It's really embarrassing." But Liu Yuniang was also happy to see that Chu Yu and Song Qingye had such a good relationship.

Chu Yu hugged Song Qingye and lay down on the bed. Song Qingye looked at the roof in a daze. It was not the scene he was familiar with in the past, and his brain that was almost on strike slowly turned.

Only then did I remember that they were in the village now. Song Qingye suddenly reached out and hugged Chu Yu's neck and rolled. Before Chu Yu could react, the surrounding scenery changed. The moment it entered the lungs, the brains of the two became much clearer.

Song Qingye looked up at Chu Yu's face, his hand touched Chu Yu's red and hot ear, Song Qingye suddenly tightened his hand, forcing Chu Yu to lower his head, and opened his mouth to bite Chu Yu's hot ear ear.

"It's so hot." His voice was slightly drunk.

The air was filled with the smell of grass and soil and the fragrance of flowers. Chu Yu hugged Song Qingye and rolled around on the grass twice, his clothes and hair were covered with flowers and plants.

"Hahaha..." Song Qingye couldn't stop laughing, and the two of them rolled around in the grass like two children.

The petals were blown down on Song Qingye's face by the wind, Chu Yu turned to look at him, leaned over and kissed his lips through a piece of soft petals.

Song Qingye felt his heart beating rapidly, as if his blood circulation was intensified by alcohol.

Song Qingye opened his mouth subconsciously, the tip of Chu Yu's tongue curled the petal into his mouth, Song Qingye tasted the bitterness of the flower juice during the kiss.

Taking advantage of the alcohol, Chu Yu tore off his belt, and before Song Qingye could react, he tied him with his backhand. Chu Yu's hot breath fell on Song Qingye's neck, and Song Qingye was in a daze. Looking at Chu Yu, he thought Chu Yu was playing a game with him.

"You are a gangster, I am a hostage, I want to escape, you come and catch me." Song Qingye also carefully assigned roles to Chu Yu and himself.

Regardless of whether Chu Yu understood or not, he staggered up to his feet, even though his hands were tied behind his back, it did not affect his performance at all.

Song Qingye probably drank too much, so his nature was released. He really staggered away like a hostage fleeing in a hurry, and looked back from time to time. Unexpectedly, when he turned around, he saw Chu Yu close at hand Face.

"Ah! Don't kill me, don't kill me...I'll give you money, I'll give you money..." He fell to the ground trembling, cowardly begging for mercy.

Chu Yu looked at him calmly, he didn't seem to be drunk at all, in fact, he was really drunk, after all, most of the wine tonight went into his and Yan Shuokun's stomachs.

Probably he had never seen Song Qingye look so weak, this aroused his curiosity, he squatted down, and stepped on the extra belt that bound Song Qingye's hands.

"I don't want money." Chu Yu's indifferent voice sounded, and Song Qingye looked at him in panic, "Only... as long as... as long as you don't kill me...you can tell me to do anything..."

He looked like a frightened little rabbit, looking very pitiful, his clothes and hair were messed up because of his hasty escape, his usually arrogant and handsome face at this moment inexplicably made Chu Yu very sadistic .

Chu Yu stood up suddenly, untied his belt, and said to Song Qingye with cold eyes: "Lick it for me, it feels comfortable...you can say anything."

His icy eyes carried a frightening bloodliness. Song Qingye looked up at Chu Yu, and suddenly felt his heart beating faster. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and poked his head over.

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When Song Qingye woke up, there was a stabbing pain in his head. He rubbed his temples with his hands, and when he sat up, he touched the soft grass and realized that he was actually in the space.

He slowly remembered what happened yesterday, it was crazy...

He played a role-playing game with Chu Yu, and they were still in the open field, and then rolled into the water. Song Qingye looked down and saw the red marks and hickey marks on his body, and his knees were kneeling on the grass. It was worn red, and there are still traces now.

Song Qingye coughed twice, the hoarse and unpleasant voice made him stiff, he even made his throat hoarse, how intense was last night.

He rubbed his sore waist, and when he stood up, the coat that covered him fell to the ground. It was Chu Yu's coat. Song Qingye picked up the coat with trembling legs. Where is Chu Yu?

Song Qingye looked around, and then saw Chu Yu, who climbed down from a tree not far away, with agility, he seemed to have seen himself, and ran over with a fruit in his arms.

"Is there a serious health problem?" Chu Yu was overwhelmed by alcohol last night. When he recalled what he did to Song Qingye last night, he felt extremely guilty.

He actually pulled Song Qingye's hair, pressed his head and made Song Qingye kneel on the grass and give him a mouthful.

Song Qingye shook his head, "It's okay."

As soon as he opened his mouth, the hoarse and unpleasant voice made Chu Yu frowned. Song Qingye touched his face and kissed him, "It's okay, just drink some Lingquan."

Song Qingye saw the fruit in Chu Yu's arms, and took one over. The fruit in this space also has healing effects. He ate one and soon his throat became much more comfortable. Song Qingye walked to the edge of the Lingquan, holding the Lingquan Quan took a sip, and when he squatted down, he almost fell into the water because of his sore waist.

Fortunately, he supported the ground and stabilized his body.

"Ha..." After drinking the Lingquan, Song Qingye could feel that his body was gradually healing.

He saw the red marks on his hands, and remembered that at the beginning of last night, he said he was playing a game with Chu Yu that you are a gangster and I am a hostage, but he ended up playing himself into it.

"How is it?" Chu Yu looked at him worriedly.

Song Qingye didn't like seeing Chu Yu like this, so he held Chu Yu's face and kissed him, "I'm really fine, you don't need to feel guilty, not to mention, you were so handsome last night, which made my blood boil."

Song Qingye smiled and licked his lips, this sexy expression made Chu Yu almost unable to hold back.

To be honest, it was the first time he saw Chu Yu who was so crazy last night. Several times he thought that Chu Yu was going to play him to death, but he didn't. The extreme pleasure made every inch of his body firm. He firmly remembered the heat that Chu Yu brought him.

The two of them went out of space. After all, it is quite suspicious that two living people disappeared out of thin air.

When the two of them went out, it was already broad daylight, Liu Yuniang had already cooked hangover soup, Yan Shuokun and Chu Da were drinking, Chu Da looked a little depressed, but Yan Shuokun was in good spirits, it seemed that he often Drunk too much and got used to it.

"Why do you two young people wake up later than us old people?" Yan Shuokun beckoned them both to come and sit down.

Liu Yuniang served two bowls of hangover soup for the two of them.

"It's less drowsy when you're old." Chu Yu said lightly.

Yan Shuokun was blocked for a while, and felt that his apprentice was really bad.

After a few people drank hangover soup and had breakfast, Chu Yu and Song Qingye took Yan Shuokun to the tofu factory and the mountains.

"Isn't this Chu Yu? You're back?"

Many people in the village saw Chu Yu at this time and looked at him in surprise. Chu Yu had changed so much. Those who didn't know this handsome appearance thought he was a son of a family. Some people gradually became active in their hearts. Both Chu Yu and Song Qingye are men of the right age, capable and handsome, even though they live together, it is impossible not to have children.

The two of them have three wives and four concubines in their current family background. As for men, who doesn't want to hug left and right.

After the three of Song Qingye left the tofu workshop, some women started discussing it.

"After Chu Yu didn't come back these years, I thought they would look down on poor parents because they were developed."

"Why don't you like it? Didn't Chu Da and Liu Yuniang both live in a brick house? They also have servants to serve them. Chu Yu and Song Qingye are very filial."

"He's a filial person. Chu Yu is 21 and [-], and Song Qingye is almost [-]. It's time to think about having a child, right?"

"Don't think that I don't know what you're up to. Don't you just want to tell others about your Yingying family? How can people like the girls in our village if they have money?"

"That's not necessarily true. What happened to the girls in the village? Isn't Chu Yu from the village?"

Chu Yu and Song Qingye didn't know about these women's remarks for the time being. They went up the mountain, and when Yan Shuokun saw the fruit trees and red peppers all over the field, he was really shocked.

"This...these trees are growing really well..." It was the first time Yan Shuokun saw a place where even a piece of land was growing gratifyingly.

Logically speaking, the soil here should be very barren, but Yan Shuokun stepped on the land under his feet, and it was very fertile. He heard that this place used to be a barren hill, so he really couldn't tell.

This is simply impossible.

"Googoo..." A few free-range chickens ran over.

"Then... is that a chicken?" Yan Shuokun's eyes widened.

"Well, I was raised by someone." Song Qingye nodded and said.

It was the first time Yan Shuokun saw such fat free-range chickens, and they could fly?

There are many rare treasures in this mountain. Yan Shuokun went for a walk and saw several wild ginseng plants tied with red threads, which means that someone has reserved them.

"Aren't you afraid of being pecked by chickens?" Yan Shuokun asked.

Song Qingye shook his head, "They dare not."

These chickens have been raised on the mountain for a long time, and they drank the spiritual spring. They are somewhat wise, knowing that these things belong to the owner of this mountain, and they dare not eat them indiscriminately, otherwise they will be the ones who will be eaten, and there will be no spiritual spring to drink .

After Yan Shuokun came down from the mountain, he was amazed, "You really don't want to be a high official?"

Song Qingye smiled and rejected Yan Shuokun, "I don't want to."