Rebirth of the Wealthy Fakes

Pang Yi couldn't bear it anymore, and stabbed, "They asked where you are?"

Song Feile was silent for a few seconds, and then resumed his usual expression, "Let's go!" Obviously ignoring Uncle Pang's unreasonable trouble, he just inserted the car key and started to go on.

Uncle Pang leaned on the driver's seat and refused to let go, "You haven't said where you are going? Let me tell you first, don't go to my villa, no one cleans, no one cooks, nothing!"

Song Feile was speechless to Pang Yi, pulled him up to sit upright, and continued, "Go to my house today."

Pang Yi got excited right away!After knowing him for so long, why hasn't he been to Song Feile's house?But which one?

"Wang family?"

"No." The car drove slowly on the road. It was already night and there were not many people on the road.He has an apartment not far from the school, which is actually the place he goes back to the most, plus he has to go to school tomorrow, Song Feile decided to get Pang Yi somewhere to rest for a night before talking.

Pang Yi hadn't been to Song Feile's house yet, and it was just what he wanted, so he couldn't help but look forward to it.

As a result, within a few steps, the car stopped and turned off.

The two looked at each other, wide-eyed and small-eyed, Song Feile glanced at Bai Pang, very contemptuous, "What kind of broken car are you?"

Pang Yi refused to accept it, "It's not long since maintenance was done, you can start it again."

So Song Feile started it, but it wouldn't ignite, and then started it again, but it still wouldn't ignite. He had no choice but to roll up his sleeves, get out of the car, and open the hood to check.Pang Yi was full of energy now, and stared at Song Feile's movements curiously, "Eh? You can repair cars?" He didn't bother to do it, and if he had something to do, he just threw it at the 4S shop and it was over.

"It's still a little far away from the urban area. If it can't be repaired, I'll see how you go back." The implication is that you can only rely on your legs.

"What!!?" Uncle Pang finally realized the seriousness of the problem and jumped up in shock.Even if I call 4s to call a tow truck, I don't know how long it will take. Why are there so many things going on tonight?

Song Feile is not a talkative person. Ever since he met Pang Yi, he felt that the possibility of becoming a chatterbox has risen linearly. Seeing Pang Yi's startled look, he couldn't help but stab him.Thinking back to Pang Yi's shirt and suit, he looked like a social elite, and instantly felt that the other party was quite pretentious after living a long time, so he took off his coat and threw it directly on Pang Yi's head, then bent down to check if he could rely on it. Existing tool processing.

The jacket staggered Pang Yi in an instant, "Take it easy!!" Pang Yi yelled.

At this moment, there is no village in the front, no shop in the back, only Song Feile can repair the car, but at this moment, Young Master Song takes off his coat, rolls up his sleeves, and concentrates on checking his appearance. Although he is still handsome like a model, Pang Yi thinks of the two of them The previously distant distance suddenly became very close.

This guy Song Feile is also very active, it seems that he was always pretending to be aggressive.

Therefore, the two people who slandered each other in their hearts, after about 10 minutes of rush repairs, began to feel the malice of God's tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick.

"Is it raining?" Song Feile looked up at the sky.

"It's still young." Pang Yi felt that the rain would not stop.

5 minutes later...

"You're still young?" Song Feile sarcastically satirized Pang Yi. The sky was already pouring with rain, and the two of them ran wildly on the road with their clothes on their hands. Unfortunately, the rain was so heavy that their trouser legs were all killed.It is only a matter of minutes to visually detect that the clothes are completely wet.

"Damn it! It's raining so hard!" Pang Yi was also pulling out his girl and running wildly, his head was covered with water!

After finally finding the eaves of a closed business on the side of the road, I could go in to shelter from the rain, but my body was already mostly wet.The two big men ran wildly in the rain, their pants were splashed with a leg of mud, completely ruining their appearance.Pang Yi had just had a fight with Tang Yan today, and there were bruises on his waist and back. After such a toss, he must have felt that half of his life had been wiped out, so he leaned on the door frame while panting and said:

"Song Feile, you'd better go home tonight and let Uncle lie down, otherwise I'll be in the bad luck of eight lifetimes and come to this birthday party." Your sister, it's so cold.

Song Feile's whole body was soaked, water could be wrung out from his coat, and his shirt was so sticky that his skin felt so wet and greasy.Turning his head to look at Pang Yi, Pang Yi had already taken off his shirt, first shook the water off his head, and then began to wring the water out of his shirt.

The water stain rolled down his honey-coloured back, over his spine, and down his fat-free waistline, before slipping down his crotch and into his pants.But Pang Yi didn't think there was anything wrong, because his whole body was wet, which was not bad!

Song Feile's eyes followed the water drop all the way down, his heart agitated.Just a few hours ago, he was crazy in the bathroom with Pang Yi, the tight and fiery feeling, like a cat's paw, tickled his heart every now and then.

As a stinky gay guy, Uncle Pang naturally knew that his current image was a dog in the water, so he repeated to Song Feile rather dissatisfied, "Lie down, do you understand?"

"Why are you so shameless?" Song Feile continued to stare at his waist and said slowly, but the moment Pang Yi turned sideways, his eyes stopped.

There's a bruise there.

"You haven't given up yet? I advise you to give up first in this life." Even though Song Feile and Pang Yi have had several substantive contacts, he still can't imagine himself accepting another man under his body.

I can't fucking understand the brain circuits of straight men.

"Is your butt made of gold? So expensive?" Pang Yi was about to be laughed out of anger. Why can he be below, but Song Feile can't be below?

Seeing that Pang Yi was about to lose his temper again, Song Feile decisively changed the subject, "What's the matter with that bruise on your waist?"

ah?Pang Yi was stunned for a moment, and turned his head to look at it, but he was not strong enough, his neck was almost twisted, and he still couldn't see his waist.He scratched his hair, and said casually, "It must have been pinched by that idiot Tang Yan, isn't it green? Your sister, at such a young age, is so fucking hard!"

After complaining angrily, Pang Yi continued to grit his teeth, "I said, don't change the subject, didn't you attend your friend's birthday party, how could you make such a moth like today?"

In Pang Yi's mind, he had already automatically assigned Tang Yan to Song Feile's group of friends, and felt that he was implicated.

Squinting his eyes slightly, Song Feile spoke slowly, "I remember his invitation letter was directly written in your name to you, have you seen it before?"

With such a question, Pang Yi found himself in a difficult situation.How did he know that the young man watching their tongue kiss was Tang Yan, or someone Song Feile knew?And Tang Yan is too young to be able to pretend. Now it seems that he and Song Feile have known each other for a long time, but when he said those words to him at that time, he didn't have any rebuttals, and he didn't show that he and Song Feile knew each other.

Looking at it this way, I am simply a fool.

Feeling ashamed and thrown into the Pacific Ocean, Uncle Pang resolutely covered up this dark history.

"No, how could I have met him?" Pang Yi said it sounded like that.

Song Feile frowned slightly. In his memory, Tang Yan could only be seen at family gatherings in the past.The Tang family loves such a son very much. When Tang's father was alive, the servant brought the child over once or twice. In his impression, Tang Yan was not such an easy-going person.

"Why did he burn you with a cigarette? Did you say something?"

"Why should I kiss a kid, crazy!" Pang Yi replied reflexively.

"He asked you to kiss him?!" Song Feile was taken aback. As far as he knew, although Tang Yan was three years younger than him and grew up walking sideways, all the girls around him were girls, and he never had any tendency to do so.

He couldn't help but grabbed Pang Yi's wrist, pulled him over, and asked in a low voice, "Did you go to tease him?"

Pang Yi was stunned for a moment, and then instantly understood Song Feile's meaning, angrily threw off the other party's hand and shouted, "In your heart, I am such a person??? Tang Yan is so fucking old!! I am bigger than him A whole big round! Do you think I am a pedophile!?"

Hearing these bad words, it only takes a few minutes to die of anger.

"I..." Song Feile was speechless for a moment. "Sorry..." Released his hand, Song Feile continued, "Maybe I misunderstood, because I am only three years older than him."

"I..." This time it was Pang Yi's turn to be speechless. He couldn't tell Song Feile that when my uncle saw you, he missed you. This is the second generation of uncle.

Pang Yi's arrogance dropped a little, and he found a reason, "It is estimated that the child was affected somewhere, and he became curious, and just happened to meet me. You must know that at his age, he is most likely to go astray." It's like that... Song Feile temporarily accepted this reason.

Pang Yi breathed a sigh of relief.But after thinking about it, oh my god, seeing him and Song Feile didn't affect his growth and development, right?

Tongue kissing in the car on the street, this stimulation is big enough!

Pang Yi suddenly felt that maybe he had done a little too much, so he should make sure the child doesn't grow up.

Finally, when the ambulance trailer arrived, the one who should sign the signature, and the one who should leave the phone number, the two went back to Song Feile's home step by step.When Song Feile took out the key and was about to open the door, Pang Yi shouted:

"and many more!!"

Song Feile didn't know what he was up to, so he could only raise his eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Is your dog here?"

In view of the enthusiasm of the hunting dog last time, Pang Yi felt that he needed to make some preparations in advance!He doesn't want to be licked by dogs!

Song Feile didn't bother to pay attention to him, so he opened the door directly, and pushed the naked Pang Yi in by the way.

"Ah!!" Pang Yi shouted!Sure enough, the big dog had already pounced fiercely. At first, he thought it was a stranger, and his posture was slightly fierce. When he pounced and found that it was Pang Yi, he drooled and began to wag his tail!

"It's your honor to like you. I've never seen my pet show kindness to a person like this."

Pang Yi was so upset by being licked, he hid left and right and yelled, "I'm going to take a bath! I was licked by a dog! I'm going to take a bath!!!" Then he didn't care what was going on at Song Feile's house. Run to the bathroom!Then slam the bathroom door shut!Didn't think it was someone else's home at all.

Seeing that the master had brought a new person back, Xue Song was extremely excited, and while circling Song Feile, he frantically wagged his tail.

Song Feile slowly took off his shoes at the entrance and walked into the house, then took off his wet clothes and replaced them with dry ones, then touched Xue Song's head and said, "Are you hungry? I'll prepare food for you."

Xuesong seemed to understand what his master said, and Sa Yazi ran to his food plate, waiting for Song Feile to put out the dog food.

Song Feile walked to the cabinet opposite the bathroom, opened the cabinet door to get food for Cedar, the dim light in the bathroom came on, and then there was the sound of splashing water, even with his back to the glass door, Song Feile still seemed to feel When he got to the dense water vapor inside, Pang Yi's bent figure showed an indistinct arc inside.

With his long and narrow eyelids slightly lowered, he tore open the bag calmly, dumped the contents on a plate, then bent down and put it in front of Cedar.

Then Cedar barked in protest.

"Why don't you eat?" Is it wrong?Young Master Song looked down.

Nima, this is not a bitch, this is a little raccoon who just dumped a plate of noodles!

Young Master Song took a deep breath, and calmly replaced the food, covering up this dark history.