The married husband is a grandfather

"What's wrong?" Song Qingye saw Chu Yu come back aggressively, propped himself up on the bed and sat up.

Chu Yu stepped forward and handed him a note, which said: A nobleman will arrive soon, please stay safe.

"Master sent it?" Song Qingye frowned, and turned to look at Chu Yu.

"Ah."

Song Qingye thought for a while, and said, "According to the identity of the master, the nobleman he wrote about is probably either a saint or a prince."

Chu Yu's eyes darkened when he heard the words, Song Qingye patted him and said, "Master has his own thoughts, let's just wait and see how things change."

They really had nothing to do but wait, Chu Yu nodded, and the two of them were still living ordinary lives as usual.

Song Qingye took the time to draw a face for Prince Yu, and then personally delivered it to Prince Yu's mansion, but unfortunately, Prince Yu actually had guests there that day.

"If that's the case, then I'll come back another day." Song Qingye was about to leave when a young servant ran out and stopped him.

"Boss Song, our master invites you in."

Song Qingye's handsome eyebrows raised, "Will you disturb Prince Yu's hospitality?"

The boy grinned and said, "It's all right."

Only then did Song Qingye follow the boy in. They went around the courtyard and went to Prince Yu's residence. From a distance, Song Qingye saw Prince Yu talking and joking with a man. Just judging from Prince Yu's behavior, it seems that he is very close to him.

"Qingye, you are here, come and sit down quickly." Prince Yu greeted Song Qingye with a smile, but did not ask him to salute. Only when he approached Song Qingye did he realize that he was a handsome man, probably in his early twenties, Wearing bright yellow clothes, wearing a jade crown.

Seeming to have noticed Song Qingye's gaze, the other party turned his head and smiled modestly at him.

"I didn't know there was a guest in your house today, so I'm bothering you." Song Qingye said apologetically.

Prince Yu waved his hand, "It's okay, this is my nephew, Ming Ji. This is the Song Qingye I told you about."

The man stood up, his stature was about the same as Song Qingye's, and he had the air of a gentleman, "I've heard about Boss Song's name from my uncle for a long time, and it really is better to meet him than to be famous. Boss Song is really young and promising. , with a dignified appearance."

Song Qingye didn't know who was in Prince Yu's family, let alone what kind of nephew Prince Yu's nephew was, whether he was relative or someone else, but seeing how close Prince Yu was to his nephew, he should be very fond of it. .

"Thanks to Prince Yu's love, I dare not be, I dare not be."

Lin Qiusheng waved his hand, "Okay, you don't have to be humble anymore, my nephew comes here rarely, if you are free, take him out to play."

"If your nephew doesn't dislike him, Qingye will naturally be willing."

"Boss Song can just call me Ming Ji, there is no need to be polite."

Song Qingye looked at Lin Qiusheng, and Lin Qiusheng told him to sit down, "You two are similar in age, so don't be too formal."

Now that Lin Qiusheng has spoken, Song Qingye will naturally not refuse, "Then Mingji can call me Qingye as well."

"It's so good." Ming Ji smiled at Song Qingye, his smile was not deep, neither too enthusiastic nor too cold.

"Oh, by the way, my drawing is ready, Prince Yu wants to see it now?" Song Qingye took out the drawing and handed it to Lin Qiusheng.

"So fast? Let me see." Lin Qiusheng took it and opened the tile directly on the table.

"Wonderful, wonderful, Mingji, take a look, will your grandmother like it?" Lin Qiusheng showed Mingji the blueprint.

The more Ming Ji looked at it, the brighter his eyes became, "Grandmother will definitely like it."

It turns out that the person Lin Qiusheng wants to give the gift to is Mingji's grandmother, so what is Mingji's identity?

Song Qingye thought to himself, but didn't show it on his face, "Both of you, is there anything that needs to be revised?"

"I think it's very good, Mingji, what do you think?" Lin Qiusheng threw the question to Mingji.

Mingji looked at the drawings, discussed a few words with Song Qingye, and proposed a few revisions, and Song Qingye hit it off with him.

After seeing off Song Qingye, Lin Qiusheng turned to look at Mingji, "What does Your Highness think of this person?"

Mingji smiled slightly, "It's interesting."

Then he paused for a moment, his eyes fixed, "It would be best if you can use it for yourself, but if you can't..."

When Song Qingye came out of Lin Qiusheng's place, he thought about going to see Chu Yu.

When he went, Chu Yu was training. In the winter, he was wearing a thin shirt, and his back was wet with sweat, which outlined his excellent figure.

Some brothers who were doing writing work on the side had their eyes fixed on Chu Yu, and they were talking to each other.

"Second Master, why are you here?" As soon as Song Qingye appeared, someone greeted him immediately.

Song Qingye waved his hand, "Don't worry about me, you do your own thing, I'll see for myself."

"Yes." The man went back to work again.

At this time, the buddies who had been staring at Chu Yu saw Song Qingye, and their attention was immediately sucked away by Song Qingye.

"What a handsome son, are you here to discuss business with our bodyguard?"

"I've seen it before, it seems that the head of the escort knows someone." A brother who has stayed here for a long time said.

In fact, Song Qingye rarely came to Chu Yu's side. After all, he was very busy every day, and he usually only saw Chu Yu when he returned home.

It was rare for him to come here today, and seeing such a grand occasion, tsk tsk tsk, why didn't he know when he added so many brothers.

Song Qingye saw from behind that Chu Yu was teaching them moves, he glanced at the weapon next to him, took out a long spear, and attacked Chu Yu straight.

The onlookers suddenly gasped, but Chu Yu seemed to have eyes behind him, grabbed the spear, and kicked Song Qingye, Song Qingye quickly dodged, Chu Yu fixed his eyes, it turned out to be Song Qingye, before he had time to ask him why he came, Song Qingye attacked again.

He knew that Song Qingye wanted to practice with him, so he simply made gestures with him.

The two of them were masters, and it was dizzying to watch. In the end, Song Qingye was grabbed by his ankle by Chu Yu and fell out. He knew that he would not fall, but Chu Yu hurried over and put his arms around his waist, and helped him up. live.

Song Qingye didn't feel ashamed of losing, instead he put his arms around Chu Yu's neck, "Chu Yu is very powerful."

Chu Yu's eyes suddenly softened, he helped Song Qingye steady and straightened his clothes, "Why do you think you're coming here? Are you not busy?"

"Well, I just came over to take a look today when I have free time. I don't know if I don't look at it. Chu's escort is very lucky." He looked at the group of brothers meaningfully, and those brothers saw Song Qingye. He actually looked at them and smiled at them, all of them were very excited.

Seeing the reactions of those brothers, Chu Yu's face immediately turned dark, "Don't laugh."

After speaking, he took Song Qingye's hand and walked into the room, "You guys continue to practice."

He said in a cold voice to those bodyguards who only knew how to watch the fun.

"Huang Chong, come out and take it with you."

"Yes." Huang Chong stood up and told the spectators to look away with righteous words.

"What to look at, if you look at it for a while and annoy the boss, you will be miserable."

"Hey, brother Chong, who is that? Why is the boss holding his hand?" The newcomer asked curiously.

Those buddies instantly pricked up their ears, the head of the bodyguard actually has such a handsome and noble friend.

Huang Chong coughed, pointed at them and said, "You all remember clearly, if you mess with the boss, don't mess with that one, he is our boss's husband, the boss' heart."

As soon as he said this, the eyes of those who didn't know widened immediately, "What?! Brother Chong, are you kidding me? That's a man!"

"That's right, Brother Chong, you can't make such a joke with us."

"Hey, what's wrong with the man? Didn't our Tianjin Dynasty allow men to marry men? Besides, the relationship between the second master and our boss is good." Huang Chong and the others didn't believe that the two men could be together for a long time at first.

As a result, the two of them just slapped their faces, and their relationship was so good that it was sweet, and they often made their old men feel numb to death, and they were all capable masters.

As soon as those brothers heard it, it was over, and they lost two excellent dream lovers at the same time.

Chu Yu asked someone to bring hot water to take a bath. He was covered in stinky sweat, and he didn't want Song Qingye to get it on.

However, Song Qingye jumped on his back as soon as he entered the room, and wrapped his arms around his neck, "Say, how long has the golden house been hiding your beauty?"

"I'm covered in sweat, you come down first."

As Chu Yu was talking, a bead of sweat rolled down the back of his wheat-colored neck. Song Qingye not only did not let him go, but stuck out his tongue and licked Chu Yu's skin, "Your smell, I like very much."

Chu Yu swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty. His body was covered in sweat, but the heat on the surface of his skin rushed to his heart.

"Take it seriously, or I will torture and serve you severely." Song Qingye said next to Chu Yu's ear, his voice got closer and closer, his teeth bit on Chu Yu's ear, and they rubbed each other carefully.

For Chu Yu, this was undoubtedly torture.

Beads of sweat kept rolling down his forehead, "I haven't talked to the clerical staff, they were recruited by the old bears."

"So good?" Song Qingye whispered in his ear suspiciously.

With his back behind his back, Chu Yu groped back along his thigh with his hands, and kneaded his buttocks hard.

"Yeah!" Song Qingye raised his waist abruptly, and Chu Yu took advantage of this gap to tear him off his back, and then pressed him on the table.

"You are so nice, there is no room for others in my eyes." Chu Yu lowered his head and kissed Song Qingye's lips.

Song Qingye raised the corners of his mouth, and opened his lips and teeth to let Chu Yu's intrusion. He hugged Chu Yu's back, wrapped his legs around Chu Yu's waist skillfully, and even pushed his hips out of nowhere.

"Hmm~" Song Qingye's voice immediately made Chu Yu's stomach feel hot, and his brows were tightly knit together.

"What are you waiting for?"

"I haven't showered yet..." Chu Yu said hesitantly.

Song Qingye grabbed his collar, forced his neck down, and kissed him heavily.

Song Qingye was short of breath, with a smile in his eyes, "What to wash, I like the smell of you, wash it together when you're done."

His hand slid down Chu Yu's waist and grasped Chu Yu's vitals. Chu Yu's eyes suddenly seemed to be covered by a cloud of ink, "You asked for it, don't stop again."

Song Qingye smiled provocatively, "Then it depends on the skills of Chu's escort."