The Fragrant Romance of the Abandoned House

"Alright." Qi Jingzhi handed the pillow to him, "Hold it, and give me your phone."

"What else to do?"

"Give me your contact information, otherwise how would you give it to me?"

Song Yi felt that his blood pressure should be so high now that he was almost 30 years old, and he had never seen such a virtuous bird egg.It's a pity that a humble person is invincible, so he had no choice but to take out his mobile phone.

Qi Jingzhi took the mobile phone, and the screen of the mobile phone was a little boy wearing a knitted hat. If you say that this person doesn't look very old, he already has such a big son?He was quite cute, and he smiled while holding his phone.

"This is my WeChat. Remember to find me after washing it. If you don't do what I say, I'll squat at the door of your company every day."

Song Yi gritted his teeth and said with a gritted smile, "Got it."

"Let's go." Qi Jingzhi waved his hand and left, leaving behind a back that looked like he didn't clean up.

"Rogue." Song Yi cursed softly.

After walking away, Qi Jingzhi took out his mobile phone and looked at it, "Rabbit?" The WeChat name was quite similar to his own, and then he looked at the profile picture, "Oh my god, what kind of middle-aged profile picture is this?" He looked at Zhan A big red Chinese knot covering the entire frame of the profile picture is full of disgust.

Song Yi hugged the pillow and stood on the spot, not knowing what to do. If he took such a thing back to the office, his face would be rubbed against the ground by everyone in the office.He turned the pillow over, only to find that the pillow had two sides, and no matter which way he turned it, there was a beautiful woman in a bikini hanging naked on his chest.

Just when he was so entangled that he almost wanted to throw the "beautiful bikini girl" into the trash can, a soft female voice sounded from behind: "Song Yi?"

Song Yi was taken aback, and hurriedly hugged the "beauty in bikini", he turned around and hid the pillow behind him.Standing in front of her was Lou Jia from the research department. He nodded and smiled politely at her.

Lou Jia had seen the things in Song Yi's hands a long time ago, she frowned slightly, and said in an inexplicable strange tone: "Minister Song, I didn't expect you to have such a hobby."

"It's not mine." Song Yi took out the pillow from behind, "I just keep it for others."

Hearing his words, Lou Jia seemed to be relieved, and her tone became lighter, "Well, let me tell you why you like this kind of thing."

Song Yi didn't speak, just stared at the pillow in a daze, he was thinking for a while how to bring this shameful body pillow into the company.

"Are you off work yet?" Lou Jia asked.

"No, work overtime today."

"Well, I wanted to ask you out for dinner. You went back late, can Xiaowei be alone at home? Would you like me to go and see him for you?"

Song Yi frowned slightly, and gently pinched a corner of the pillow.Lou Jia was interested in him, and everyone on the floor he was on knew that she was close to him intentionally or unintentionally, and everyone noticed that she was close to him, but the window paper had not been pierced.He didn't like this feeling very much, especially when Lou Jia mentioned Song Wei, he didn't feel that his relationship with this woman was close enough to talk about his family at will.

"I hired a nanny, and she will take care of him when I'm not around." Song Yi was afraid that Lou Jia would answer endlessly, so he said before she could speak: "I still have things to do, so I'll go up first. "

"Well, good. See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

Song Yi stopped when he reached the door, hugged the pillow and found a place where there were few people. He put the "beautiful girl in bikini" upright in front of him, and then took off the pillowcase.

"Why didn't I think of it earlier." Song Yi murmured while holding the pillowcase that had been removed, and then rolled up the pillowcase into a ball. If it wasn't for the fear that the crazy man would go crazy running out of the company's door, he really wanted a torch. The cloth was burned.

When Song Yi joined the company, although there was no "beautiful bikini girl" to increase his return rate, the pillow as tall as a person still attracted the attention of many people.Xu Xiaotian has been staring at the things in Song Yi's hands since he entered the office, "Boss, where did you get such a big pillow?"

"Pick it up."

"Ah? Don't bring such a fool."

"Go do your job, there's so much nonsense." Song Yi threw the pillowcase into his bag, and stood in front of the desk with the pillow, not knowing what to do.Where can I put such a big thing?If it gets dirty by throwing it on the ground, that psychopath might go to his office and cry for mourning.

"Oh shit."

The office was very quiet, and his low-pitched swearing was still heard by other employees.Everyone raised their heads tacitly, looked at each other, and passed gossip.After all, there are very few situations where Minister Song can swear.

Song Yi stood in front of the desk, with the appearance of about [-] grass-mud horses running through his mind, and finally threw the pillow across the chair and sat down.

When Song Yi got home, Song Wei was already asleep. He opened Song Wei's room door lightly. The little guy didn't sleep well, and the quilt was kicked to his feet.Song Yi helped him cover the quilt again, and stretched out his hand to gently stroke the curly hair on his forehead.

He walked back to the living room and saw the pillow on the sofa, and his heart, which had just been healed by the cutie, was immediately turned into dregs.He tore off his tie, took out the cloth from his bag, and looked at the big brown stain on the chest of the beautiful girl in bikini, Song Yi frowned.

How can this be cleaned?It's even more impossible to give it to Aunt Zhang. If she sees this kind of thing, where will his old face be left?Of course, this thing can't be seen by Song Wei, isn't this poisoning children's mental health?

"Dead otaku." Song Yi looked at the stain and cursed softly.

No matter what, this matter still has to be dealt with, otherwise the dead house might do something shameless again.Song Yi searched the Internet, then moved the small bench into the bathroom.He sat on the bench with two long legs arched, rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, and started washing the pillowcases following the online washing tutorial.

After rubbing for a long time, the hands are almost soaked, and the color of the coffee is slightly lighter.Song Yi propped his hands on his knees to pant, his back was covered with sweat, and his shirt was soaked. He usually went to the gym and was not tired of working out.Holding the pillowcase, he rubbed it more and more and became more and more angry, and then he didn't know whether it was intentional or his hand was disabled, when he heard a "stab".

The cloth was torn.

Torn apart by him.

The bathroom suddenly became quiet, and Song Yi stopped the movement of his hands, holding the pillowcase awkwardly in place, feeling that even the air he breathed in was covered with small burrs.

Now it's no longer a question of whether to wash cleanly, but now the integrity of the bikini girl's body is threatened.Song Yi slowly lifted the pillowcase in his hand, the bathroom light shone on his face through the big hole in the girl's chest.

"What kind of bad luck have I suffered in eight lifetimes?" Song Yi lamented bitterly, threw the pillowcase into the basin angrily, then took off his clothes and began to take a bath.

Let's leave the unlucky thing to tomorrow. His energy has reached its peak today, and there is nothing more.

In the morning, just after dawn, Song Wei rubbed his eyes and entered Song Yi's room. He knew that Song Yi was resting today, so he lifted the quilt and slipped in skillfully.Song Yi's eyes were still closed, but he consciously moved aside, leaving an empty seat for Song Wei.

This is the tacit understanding that has been developed between the two for a long time. Every weekend morning, when Song Yi doesn't have to go to work, Song Wei will go to his room and sleep on his bed again.He usually wants to sleep with Song Yi, but Song Yi refuses, so he only allows him to go to bed on weekend mornings to sleep for a while.

Song Yi held Song Wei in his arms, picked up the remote control and turned up the temperature of the air conditioner.The two fell asleep again in a daze.

The glare of the sun shines through the curtains and wakes up the father and two sleeping on the bed. Song Yi sat up and began to get dressed. Song Wei's head was still buried in the quilt, revealing a handful of pale yellow curly hair. The silk is almost transparent.

"Don't sleep, you can get up." Song Yi put on a T-shirt and said to the person on the bed.

Song Wei hummed twice, and shrank his head a few centimeters into the quilt.

Seeing that he was still lying on the bed, Song Yi threatened: "I'm sorry, and you are not allowed to sleep in my room."

The person under the quilt wrinkled his face and slowly lifted the quilt.Song Yi picked up Song Wei and walked to his room, and Da Qiu followed behind him, wagging his tail.Song Wei sat on the bed and let Song Yi help him get dressed, "Dad..." he called out.

Song Yi lowered his head to help him button the button, without raising his head, he said, "Xiao Wei, how many times have I told you, don't call me daddy, call me uncle."

"dad……"

Song Yi looked up at him.

Song Wei immediately changed his words: "Uncle..." He paused for a while, and then asked in a low voice: "Can I go out to play next weekend?" He glanced at Song Yi, then quickly looked away, he hesitated with his fingers hooked Openly said: "Just a little while."

Song Yi stared at his feet without saying a word. After a while, he gently grabbed Song Wei's shoulders, looked into his eyes and said, "Xiao Wei, it's not that uncle doesn't want to take you out, I just don't want to take you out." I hope there is any condition in your body, please be obedient, and when you are fully recovered, uncle will take you out to have fun."

Song Wei looked at Song Yi, although there was no expression on his face, but the disappointment in his eyes couldn't be hidden. Song Yi looked at his pale face, and his heart hurt as much as being stabbed.He loves Xiao Wei, but he is even more unwilling to aggravate his condition because of the momentary enjoyment. Song Wei's body is really not something he can take casually to take risks.

After a long time, Song Wei nodded, "Yes."

Song Yi stood up and patted his head.

"I'm going to wash my face." Song Wei said.

"Well... okay." Song Wei was about to walk out of the room, and Song Yi realized something, and hurriedly pulled him back, "Wait! What, uncle has a stomachache and wants to go to the bathroom, can you let him heal first?"

Song Wei looked at him suspiciously, then nodded, "Okay."

Song Yi ran into the bathroom, and quickly picked up the basin on the floor, which still had a pillowcase in it.He was holding the basin and didn't know where to put it. After thinking about it, he finally slipped the pillowcase and water into the washing machine.