Husband who is five years younger, he flirts again

Song Li rebelliously stayed at his own home, took a shower and lay on the bed, suddenly feeling idle.

What did he do at home alone before.

He turned over and felt under him the pillow he had used for several years.

Before moving to He Muyan's house, he had just changed the quilt cover and sheets, and now he could still faintly smell a little softener on them.

There is no good news from He Muyan's family.

Wait, Song Li was shocked, what did he think about just now, what smells good and what doesn't, when did he become a good at distinguishing the scent of softener.

It's too damn bitch chirping.

He shook his head, trying to drive away this terrifying thought, and just as he wanted to get up and read a book to pass the time, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open, and Xue Sang poked his head in.

"Brother, you haven't slept yet."

Song Li turned off the light with a "snap": "Sleeping."

Xue Sang didn't listen to his tricks, ran in barefoot, and turned on the light with a "snap".

Jumped on the bed and got into his bed: "Don't sleep yet, let's chat."

Song Li was pushed aside by him, and said amusedly, "You're not playing your game next door, why are you running away from me?"

"Isn't it because you are afraid that you will be lonely in spring, and I will chat with you through this long night?"

"It's you who is lonely."

"Nonsense, I have a brother, what kind of loneliness can find me."

Song Li kicked him under the quilt: "Slick tongue."

Xue Sang hugged his arm, put his chin into the hollow of his neck, and looked up at him.

Song Li smiled slightly, and the side face was covered with a thin halo of light by the warm orange light, which was too gentle and beautiful.

Xue Sang pierced him into his arms with a "wow" voice: "Brother, my fairy-like brother, isn't it beautiful to be alone? How come you have become someone else's housewife!"

Song Li smiled and pressed his head: "What are you crazy about?"

Xue Sang grabbed his collar, looked up and asked him: "Brother, tell me the truth, is your husband treating you well?"

Is this the first of the ten classic must-ask questions of girlfriends' night talk?

Although childish and funny, Song Li still answered him seriously: "It's pretty good."

At least since they received the certificate, they have been treating each other with respect and harmony, haven't they?

Xue Sang watched him smile from the bottom of his heart, lay down again, and sighed: "It's good to be married, it's great to have a family, don't say it, I'm quite envious of you."

Song Li rubbed his soft hair: "If you put down the butcher's knife and take back your playful nature, you won't find any good husband."

"I don't want a husband."

Xue Sang stuck out her tongue, let go of her hands and rolled to the side: "They don't deserve it."

Here it is again, just as Song Li was about to educate him, the phone next to the pillow suddenly vibrated twice.

Picking it up and unlocking it for a look, he immediately bounced off the bed in shock.

It turned out to be a WeChat message from He Muyan.

Mr. He: Have you finished your stuff? Do you want me to pick you up?

Mr. He: Going home.

Song Li read and read the two simple messages, his hands shaking the phone.

Xue Sang was shocked by his reaction, and looked at him strangely: "Who sent the news, so excited."

Song Li came back to his senses, coughed, and put down the phone.

"Am I excited?"

"I'm not excited yet, my mouth is grinning behind my ears." Xue Sang said while hooking the corner of his mouth with his hands to demonstrate.

Song Li didn't hold back, and shook his phone: "My husband said he would come to pick me up."

Xue Sang was stunned, kicking his legs and shouting: "I'm going to die! The dog is being abused! Be careful, I will call the police!"

Song Li chuckled, and glanced at the two messages again. The smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't hold back anymore, and he typed back to him: No, I'm ready to reply.

Xue Sang saw his worthless appearance, snorted and sneered, "Song Li, it's only been a few days, you won't like him."

Song Li paused while typing, and looked up at him.

Xue Sang raised his eyebrows: "Really?"

Song Li blinked: "I can't."

He likes He Muyan?How can it be?They've only known each other for a few days.

Xue Sang reached out and tapped his forehead: "It's sinking in, you're definitely sinking in, it's so deceiving."

Song Li was noncommittal, shaking his head and said: "You don't understand, this can't be summed up in a simple sentence of liking, this is the fetters between family members, fetters, understand."

Xue Sang curled his lips straight, his eyes saw through his intention to conceal: "Tough mouth."

Song Li got out of bed to change his clothes. He paused when he raised his hand to take off his vest. He walked to the closet next to him and searched for a long time before he found a set of long-sleeved trousers and slightly more conservative pajamas.

Xue Sang lay on the bed and looked at him: "It's such a hot day, what are you doing with such thick clothes?"

Song Li folded his clothes and planned to stuff them into the suitcase later.

"I will wear this kind of clothes in the future, and I will buy two more sets for replacement when I have time."

Xue Sang looked at him unbearably: "Nervous."

Both suitcases were put away, making sure nothing was missing that could be used daily, Song Li turned around and looked at the person on the bed: "Then I'm leaving."

Xue Sang was in the dark, and he didn't even have time to shake hands with him: "The water splashed by the married brother can't help but keep it."

Song Li was funny: "Don't talk to me, you can't live here forever, go back if you want to."

Xue Sang perfunctorily murmured.

The phone vibrated twice again, Song Li took it out to check, it was from He Muyan.

Mr. He: I have arrived at the place where you live, is it 16 on the 302th floor?open the door.

Song Li:!

what's the situation?Didn't you just tell him not to come and pick him up?

Before he had time to think about it, Song Li immediately put away his phone and went out to open the door.

As expected, He Muyan was standing outside the door in a suit and leather shoes, which inexplicably coincided with the night when he first came here a week ago.

Song Li swallowed his saliva: "You, didn't I say I'll go back soon? Why did you come here on purpose?"

He Muyan glanced sideways behind him: "It's very late."

What's late?time?It's only 09:30, not too late.

Song Li didn't know what he meant, but he still turned sideways to let him in first.

"Li Li, who is it at night?"

Xue Sang came out of the room, scratching his belly with one hand, covering his eyes with messy hair.

He Muyan frowned when he saw him.

Song Li's heart skipped a beat for some reason, and he wanted to explain to him with a dry smile, but Xue Sang had already shot towards him like a small cannonball.

With an expression of discovering the new continent: "Wow! Handsome guy, Lili, where did you meet such a stunning handsome guy, and you didn't even introduce him to me, it's too disrespectful!"

Song Li no longer dared to look at He Muyan's expression now, and turned his head to wink at Xue Sang desperately.

Xue Sang reacted for a while, came to understand, pointed at He Muyan: "Could this handsome guy be your husband?"

Song Li nodded.

Xue Sang "tsk tsk" twice, then suddenly put his arms around Song Li, and smiled sweetly sticking to his body: "Hello, handsome guy, I'm Li Li's ex-boyfriend, don't get me wrong, we don't want an old relationship The meaning of resurgence is that I've been too lonely recently, and I just want Lili to accompany me."

Song Li was suffering from a headache, so he stretched out his hand and pushed his head hard, and explained to He Muyan with a wry smile: "Don't listen to this kid's nonsense, this is my little Xue Sang, we have known each other for many years."

He Muyan stared at their arms that were still stuck together, his black pupils were as cold as pools of cold.

"Have you packed your things, and you're going home."

Song Li was stunned, nodded hurriedly, walked to the side and pushed out the box: "Pack it up, pack it up, you can go."

He Muyan walked over, took the box in his hand naturally, ignored Song Li's astonished eyes, and said softly, "Let's go."

Song Li looked at his back, raised his hand to touch the position of his heart, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"elder brother."

Xue Sang called him from behind, Song Li turned his head and saw him blowing a kiss to himself in a very angry manner: "The spring night is so short, so cherish yourself."

Song Li wished he could strangle this goblin to death.

When they got downstairs, He Muyan stuffed all the suitcases into the trunk.

Song Li stood beside him and asked him: "You came here by car too, my car is still in the garage, otherwise we will drive back separately..."

Before he could say "right", He Muyan turned his head and gave him a cold look: "Take this car."

Song Li shut his mouth, well, if Mr. He said to sit, let's sit. As for the car he drove, he can only come back and drive back when he is free.

Song Li could feel that He Muyan was in a bad mood. Although he didn't know the reason, it must have something to do with him.

The two were sitting in the same car now, and He Muyan just drove his car with a cold face, not intending to talk at all.

Song Li didn't like this kind of atmosphere very much. After thinking about it, he was older, so it should reflect the generosity and demeanor he should have.

After pondering over and over again, he smiled sideways and said, "Isn't today the weekend, why are you still wearing formal clothes?"

The green light in front turned on, and He Muyan stepped on the accelerator: "I went to the company this afternoon, and I came back to drop by your side, so I'll drop by to pick you up."

That's it, Song Li nodded, so he didn't come here to pick him up on purpose.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile a little, it's okay to be sentimental, it's okay.

After returning home, Song Li tidied up the clothes he just brought back in the room, and He Muyan went directly to the bathroom to take a shower.

When Song Li packed up and planned to take a bath, Mr. He was already lying on the bed and reading before going to bed.

He was actually wearing a nightgown today, his hair was still a little wet, hanging on his forehead, his chest was barely exposed, looming under the light.

Just, lust.

Song Li glanced at him and went to the bathroom with his pajamas in his arms.

He simply took a shower, and deliberately put on the long pajamas he just brought back today. I don't know if He Muyan will be satisfied when he sees him wearing it like this.

He walked out of the bathroom with some anticipation and a little shyness. Before he could look up at He Muyan who was on the bed, he heard a "snap", and his vision suddenly plunged into darkness.

He Muyan's voice sounded in the darkness: "Sleep."

Song Li stood there in a daze.

The shyness and nervousness in my heart disappeared immediately, good guy, just wait for him to come out of the shower and turn off the lights after co-authoring, right?

Since she dislikes him so much as being an eyesore here, why did she pick him up tonight.

Song Li was a little angry, feeling that He Muyan's actions were disrespectful.

He walked to the bed in the dark, lifted the quilt and lay down.

Because of some small emotions, he pulled the quilt and lay down a little violently, and he didn't care if He Muyan would mind, so what, he did it on purpose, just to let He Muyan know that he also has a temper, right? It can be rounded and flattened arbitrarily.

Song Li hummed angrily, and couldn't fall asleep for a while, staring at the ceiling.

Neither of them spoke, and the surrounding darkness was thick and silent.

After a while, just when Song Li thought that He Muyan had fallen asleep, he suddenly heard his voice next to him.

"That friend of yours usually calls you that?"

Song Li was frightened by Xiao Xiao, took a moment, and answered him: "You mean Xiao Sang, he has that personality, very skinny, he has given me many nicknames, what he wants to call depends on his mood."

He Muyan seemed to snort softly, paused for a while, then said in a hoarse voice: "Li Li?"

Song Li's heart speeded up, thinking he had heard it wrong.

He smiled dryly: "Why, how can you follow Xiaosang's way..."

He didn't have a chance to finish the following words, so he was held by his arms and dragged to the middle of the big bed.

He Muyan leaned over him, raised his chin and kissed him.

Song Li let out a "huh", his lower lip was bitten and rubbed sorely, so he had to open his mouth to let He Muyan in.

I don't know if he himself is too sensitive, or He Muyan is too good at it. Judging from the experience of these few times, He Muyan is a veteran at all.

That's right, it's nothing new for a man as good as him to have several exes.

Thinking of this, the unknown fire in his chest burned even more in an instant, he turned his face away forcefully, and said in a muffled voice: "I don't want to do it today."