Husband who is five years younger, he flirts again

Song Li entered the living room, the living room was in a mess, with a lot of clothes scattered around the sofa.

One of them was a trendy brand sweater he just bought last month. God damn it, he bought this dress with a thousand dollars.

When passing by the kitchen, I picked up a rolling pin from inside.

Grandma's, the world is clear, the society is ruled by law, and you have the guts to break into the house and steal, see if I don't want to beat you up, you son of a bitch.

He stood there and listened carefully for a while, and vaguely discerned some very faint movements from the guest room next to him.

Song Li turned around and raised the rolling pin in his hand, it seemed that he was in this room.

As they got closer and closer, they were about to reach the door, Song Xin beat faster and planned to kick the door with his feet.

Before he could raise his legs, the door in front of him was suddenly pushed open from the inside. He was startled, and subconsciously raised the rolling pin and swung it up vigorously.

"Grandson!"

"Ah yo!"

Accompanied by the blunt feeling of the rolling pin hitting something, and a "scream" immediately after, Song Li saw the person in front of him clutching his arms, his face twisted and straight down on the ground.

He was so frightened that he saw the face of the man on the ground clearly, and shouted in surprise: "Xue Sang?!"

"Why are you!"

Xue Sang rolled on the ground, blushing and scolding him: "Why can't it be me! Fuck! Song Li, you murdered relatives and friends!"

Song Li hurriedly threw away the rolling pin in his hand, and knelt down to help him: "I thought a thief had broken into the house, but who knew it was you, what's the matter, it didn't hurt."

"You broke my arm, what do you think!"

"Stop making trouble." Song Li couldn't laugh or cry: "Show me quickly."

Help him to sit in the living room, take off his clothes and give him a rough check.

"It's a little red, move it and see, if you can move it, you shouldn't have hurt your bones."

Xue Sang pushed his hand away, and said impatiently: "Okay, let's go, don't be mad at me."

It seems that there should be nothing serious, Song Li felt relieved, sat down beside him, looked at him and smiled: "Tell me, what are you doing in my house, make me look like a bandit's den?" It’s the same, making me really think that a thief has broken into the house.”

Xue Sang was rubbing his arms, and his legs were crossed on the sofa. He was only wearing a long T-shirt now, the neckline was cut too wide, revealing a large snow-white chest, the two small spots were also looming, and his legs were bare. It was thin and white, and she should only be wearing a pair of panties underneath.

Song Li pulled a blanket and threw it on him: "It's not hot anymore, you can die if you wear more clothes."

Xue Sang pulled down the blanket, and said with a "tch": "I am happy, but I didn't show it to you, why, just for the sake of it."

"It's intention, killing intention."

Song Li sighed, with a hint of hatred that iron can't be made into steel.

He and Xue Sang have known each other since childhood, and they are actually about the same age, but this kid has a thin frame and a baby face, and when he is not working, he is milky and obedient, so he looks much younger than his actual age.

It is a completely different type from the wise and mature He Muyan.

"You haven't answered me yet." Song Li got up to clean up the mess around him: "Why are you staying with me? I don't remember giving you a spare key."

"You still have the nerve to say it." Xue Sang tore open a bag of potato chips, and accidentally pulled his injured arm again, causing him to "hiss" and shake his head in pain.

"I haven't asked you yet. We had a good drink that night. Why did you just leave? When I opened my eyes in the morning, I was alone at home. I just had a fight with my boyfriend. I knew that at that moment, my young boy How empty and lonely is your heart?"

Song Licai recalled what happened a few days ago when he said this, and smiled embarrassedly: "It was a special situation that night, and I was too busy to forget it later."

Xue Sang raised his eyelids and glanced at him: "What's the special situation, Song Li, are you hiding something from me?"

Song Li looked at his small face and hesitated for a while: "I didn't intend to hide this from you, I told you not to be scared."

"Girls are chirping, tell me quickly."

Song Li put the folded clothes aside, sat down and looked at him: "Xiao Sang, I'm married."

Xue Sang said "Oh", and was coughed by the potato chips in the next second. Song Li thoughtfully brought him a glass of water.

Xue Sang raised his hand and waved him away, his face flushed with coughing: "What, you got married after something, with whom, which blind date?"

Song's mother has been trying to get Song Li to go on a blind date recently, and Xue Sang has met several of her partners.

Song Li waved his hand: "No, it's not those people. Speaking of which, you should also have an impression, just the one who came to my place when we were drinking together a few nights ago."

Xue Sang tried his best to recall, and widened his eyes: "That handsome guy with long legs!"

Song Li nodded.

Xue Sang said "grass", and raised his hand to pat him: "Yes, you boy, if you don't sing, you will become a blockbuster! How did you catch such a top-notch handsome guy?"

"If you're fishing or not, don't speak so harshly."

Song Li blocked his hand and smiled: "Actually, the bottom line of this matter is thanks to you. Didn't you take me to a bar on my birthday before? It happened that night."

Xue Sang took a deep breath: "Just that night?"

"Just one night."

"One night stand."

"Ah."

Xue Sang took another breath: "I didn't see it, it turns out that you are the wildest kid."

Song Li didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I didn't expect it myself, so when people are impulsive, it's not surprising to do anything."

Xue Sang glanced at him, leaned over and asked him: "Then it's been so long, you shouldn't be impulsive, do you regret it?"

regret?Song Li raised his head to think about it, thought of He Muyan's cold face, and smiled: "Don't regret it, it feels good."

Xue Sang rubbed his arm: "Xiu, but Jinxiu."

Song Li tilted his head to look at him: "What did I show off?"

Xue Sang snorted, with a strange tinge of yin and yang: "You are also considered to be an iron tree blooming. It is not easy for a leftover man to marry."

Song Li yelled at him: "We are about the same age, and you are no better than me."

"Then can I be the same as you, a ten-thousand-year-old virgin?" Xue Sang flicked her hair and winked at him: "There are hundreds of flowers blooming outside me, and it's not a matter of minutes to pick one."

"Then you should pick it." Song Li couldn't bear his smugness, saw him flicking his bangs from time to time, and stretched out his hand to fiddle with him.

"Your hair should be trimmed, it covers your eyes."

"I think it's pretty good." Xue Sang turned around, cupped her face and winked at him: "I think I look good with long hair, and I look young. Do you think I have it now?"

"I think you are just an old goblin."

"Just envy and hate." Xue Sang pouted, and continued to pluck his bangs: "I think it's very good, I plan to try to grow long hair."

Song Li didn't know what he was doing again, and didn't bother to care about him, so he got up and continued to tidy up.

Xue Sang lay on the sofa and looked at him: "Seriously, brother, do your aunt and uncle know about this?"

Xue Sang occasionally calls him brother like this, it all depends on his mood.

Song Li froze his hands as he folded the clothes, and replied softly: "I haven't told them yet, and my mother hasn't bothered to urge me to go on a blind date recently. When she remembers my son next time, I won't tell her again." Late."

Xue Sang clapped her hands "papa": "You really have a big heart."

Song Li shrugged, what should we do then, He Muyan didn't intend to meet his parents with him, and he was too embarrassed to raise it rashly.

In matters related to He Muyan, he is really timid.

Song Li packed up for a while, and packed two suitcases. Before leaving, he looked at Xue Sang who was still playing games on the sofa, and walked over to ask him.

"How long do you plan to stay with me? It doesn't matter if it's always like this. Do you want me to call your boyfriend and ask him to pick you up?"

"You dare." Xue Sang held a lollipop in his mouth, and while frantically pressing the handle, he answered him inarticulately: "If you dare to hit, I will dare to tear down your house. Believe it or not."

Song Li was helpless, looking at his back, he was too thin, the bones under his T-shirt could be seen clearly, did he eat well these days?

After struggling again and again, he put down the suitcase, turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

Xue Sang glanced at him out of the corner of his eye: "What are you doing, aren't you in a hurry to go home and see your husband?"

Song Li opened the refrigerator to have a look, rolled up his sleeves and started to work: "My husband can't run away, but if he doesn't feed someone, he might be gone."

Xue Sang paused when he pressed the handle, looked back, and smiled with curved lips.

It was almost 12:30 when Song Li finished cooking. He turned off the smoking machine and wiped his sweat with his hand.

Xue Sang sneaked in like a cat looking for Caixiang, squeezed a piece of beef and threw it into his mouth, sticking out his tongue so fresh.

"Brother, I haven't eaten your cooking for a long time, it's delicious."

Song Li knocked on him: "Wash your hands first."

After bringing all the dishes to the table outside, Xue Sang washed his hands and came out, eager to start eating.

Song Li took off the apron: "You eat, I'm going back."

Xue Sang had a chicken leg in his mouth, and looked up at him when he heard the words: "Brother, don't you eat with me, everything is done, with such a table, do you have the heart to let me eat here alone?"

Song Li was a little embarrassed: "But..."

"But what? But, sit down, it's been a long time since we had a good meal together."

Seeing him like this, Song Li couldn't bear to refuse for a while, and took out his phone after thinking about it.

He wanted to send a message to He Muyan.

He clearly promised to go back to eat, but now it seems that he can't do it.

Within a minute after sending out the WeChat message, He Muyan replied with three simple words: Got it.

Cold and indifferent, without emotion.

Song Li stared at these three words for a while, and suddenly felt a little funny.

Hey, he really takes himself too seriously, isn't it just a meal? In the morning, He Muyan might just say it casually, but he is fine, thinking about it like a big welfare.

It's worthless.

He didn't leave immediately after eating, and played games with Xue Sang for a long time, and when he came back to his senses, it was almost 05:30 in the afternoon.

Song Li rubbed his neck: "Stop beating, my eyes are dazzled."

Xue Sang also threw the controller away, lying on the sofa and yawning: "I'm so sleepy, brother, let's go to sleep."

In fact, Song Li was also sleepy. In the past, he could have rolled on the bed with this kid and slept in the dark, but now he can't.

He has a family now.

I can no longer hang out with other people so casually for a whole day.

Although the family member may not care where he went, who he was with, and what he did.

Thinking of this, Song Li was suddenly troubled, why did he feel that he was living so humblely in this marriage.

Why!Obviously he was the one who was proposed!

Thinking of this, Song Li was overwhelmed with rebellion. He also wanted to be indifferent to the family member. He wanted to let He Muyan know that in this equal marriage, he was not the only one who would always shine unconditionally.

The more he thought about it, the more rebellious he became in his heart, Song Li became vicious, and slapped his thigh directly: "Xiao Sang, I will sleep with you tonight!"