Husband who is five years younger, he flirts again

Now that the matter has come to this point, Song Li is not in the mood to blame Xue Sang for not keeping the door open, which only makes him annoyed.

Paper can't contain fire. Originally, he didn't intend to keep this matter a secret. It's just that he hasn't sorted out his mood yet, and he hasn't found the right time to tell his family.

It's all right now, thanks to his good brother, there is absolutely nothing to hesitate about now.

Song Li went to work all day with a lot of worries, and drove home with a lot of worries. When he got home, he found that He Muyan was already at home.

He was a little surprised. Looking at the tall man standing in front of the dining table who was arranging the dishes, his undressing hands stopped.

He Muyan turned to look at him: "I'm back, don't be in a daze, wash your hands and come over to eat."

Song Li came back to his senses, said "Oh", hung up his coat by the side, went to the kitchen to wash his hands, and when he came back, He Muyan was already ready, and raised his eyes to signal him: "Let's eat."

Song Li sat down opposite him, looked at the table full of dishes, picked up the chopsticks and didn't know where to start.

He Muyan picked up a shrimp for him: "Try it."

Song Li was flattered and swallowed his saliva watching the oily prawn.

Seeing that he didn't eat, He Muyan asked again: "Shall I peel it for you?"

How can this make it!Song Li hurriedly shook his head and picked up the bowl: "I'll just do it myself."

He Muyan nodded, and served him another bowl of soup: "This soup is also good."

Song Li took a sip, so fresh that he wanted to bite his tongue and gave a thumbs up.

He Muyan smiled and lowered his head to eat.

Song Li was dizzy looking at his elegant appearance even when eating.

His husband is really handsome.

Such a good-looking husband, why should he keep hiding it from others?

Isn't this a waste of money!

Song Li didn't know which tendon was suddenly opened up, and his blood surged up for a while, thinking of his mother's phone call, his brain became hot, and he put the bowl on the table with a "slap".

He Muyan looked up at him with puzzled eyes.

Song Li told himself not to coax him, and it would be over if he coaxed him.

He took a deep breath and looked at the person opposite him firmly: "I have something to tell you."

He Muyan also put down the bowl and made a gesture of listening.

Song Li unconsciously clenched his hand on the table: "Are you free tomorrow?"

He Muyan thought for a while: "I don't think there is any urgent work, I can ask Li Xiu later."

"It's not important." Song Li shook his head: "What I want to say is that I hope you can spare me some time tomorrow. I want to take you to a place."

He Muyan paused: "Are you going to see your parents?"

This person is too perceptive, Song Li nodded lightly, and finally said it, but lost the momentum just now, stopped, and looked at the opposite person uncertainly: "You, if you are not free if……"

"Can."

He Muyan interrupted him with a solemn expression: "I've been too busy with work recently, I didn't think carefully about this matter, I will arrange it tomorrow."

Ah, Song Li didn't expect it to be so simple, so he agreed easily. If he had known that He Muyan was so easy to talk, why would he be struggling.

No matter what, a stone in my heart finally fell to the ground, Song Li exhaled, feeling a little funny.

He Muyan obviously wasn't affected by this incident, so he picked another rib for him: "Let's eat."

When Song Li went to bed at night, he couldn't fall asleep for a long time, and when he thought about bringing He Muyan to meet his parents tomorrow, he became fussy, very irritable and nervous.

After turning around a few times, I suddenly heard He Muyan's voice from the side: "Can't sleep?"

Song Li was stunned: "Did I disturb you? Sorry, I won't move."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt that the mattress next to him was slightly sagging, and He Muyan seemed to turn sideways, facing him.

"What are you thinking?"

Song Li found that when the night was quiet like this, He Muyan seemed to turn on a special switch. Not only would he talk more, but his voice was not as calm and indifferent as usual, and even more gentle.

However, he still likes this kind of thing especially, as soon as He Muyan is gentle, he will break his defense and be very useless.

Song Li simply looked at him from the side. In the darkness, the eyes of the two people shimmered, and they could only vaguely see each other's blurred outlines.

"Thinking about tomorrow, to be honest, I seem a little nervous."

"What are you nervous about?"

Song Li shook his head: "I don't know, this is the first time such a thing happened, just nervous."

After finishing speaking, I also felt a little embarrassed, and scratched my chin with my fingers: "It's obviously a lot of age, isn't it too naive."

He Muyan didn't answer him immediately, after a while he seemed to smile lightly: "No, it's very cute."

"what?"

Song Li blinked, thinking he was hallucinating for a moment.

What's the situation, He Muyan praised him as cute?

God, he must have heard wrong.

Before he could continue to question himself, He Muyan suddenly reached out and touched his face. It was really just a touch, and without stopping for two seconds, he slid down and grabbed his shoulder again, pulling him over with a little force. .

Song Li's face hit his hard chest, his waist and shoulders were firmly clamped, the familiar hot breath spilled from his neck, and he was pushed into one knee between his legs.

The atmosphere was like the rhythm of asking for something every minute. Song Li was in a panic, struggling to lift his face, and clutching the clothes on his chest with both hands.

"Me, I don't need this sleep aid today."

He Muyan paused with his hand on his back: "I won't do it today."

Only then did Song Li realize that he had misunderstood, his face became hot immediately, and he hid in his arms embarrassingly.

No, no, no, if you don't do it, why do you still hug him, still hug him, so ambiguous...

Song Li started to panic again, his tongue was not very sharp: "Then, then, just let me go."

Unexpectedly, after he finished speaking, the arms around him not only did not let go, but tightened a little more.

He Muyan's deep voice rang in his ears: "When I was young, someone once told me that when you were nervous or scared, you could hug someone else, and the body temperature of another person could bring you unexpected energy and warmth. sense of security."

Song Li didn't expect the normally cold He Muyan to say such humane words. While feeling warm in his heart, he was also disappointed for no reason.

You see, they are just kind and simple to comfort you, what's the matter with hugging, and there will be no loss of meat, and they are even calm and don't even beat their heartbeat one more time.

Song Li smiled wryly and pressed his face against his chest in frustration.

They are all big men, with stiff bodies, and it's not very comfortable to hold them, but I don't know if it's because of his psychology. Feeling the warmth of He Muyan's embrace, slowly, the irritability was calmed down a lot.

He Muyan's chest is very generous, and it can completely wrap up his body, which is also a big man.

Song Li really likes this kind of feeling that the whole body and mind are contained, like being cared for carefully, you don't have to think about anything, just curl up in this small world, let him help you block all the outside world Storms and injuries.

Does he have the right to make He Muyan a harbor like himself?

While thinking wildly, he vaguely felt a big hand gently stroking his hair, and He Muyan whispered "Go to sleep" in his ear, his voice sounded distant and unreal.

Song Li slowly closed his heavy eyelids.

I had a good night's sleep, and when I woke up the next day my complexion was much better than usual.

The sun is shining brightly outside, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. It is a rare good weather during this period.

He Muyan still got up earlier than him today, the two of them had a simple breakfast, and Song Li still felt very unreal until they were about to leave.

Sitting in the passenger seat, he stared blankly ahead.

An arm suddenly stretched out and groped around his waist, Song Li was startled and straightened his body violently.

He Muyan's black pupils were only a few centimeters away from him: "Seat belt."

Song Li let out an "oh" and said, "Okay, okay."

He Muyan turned around and started the car: "Where is your address, let me guide you."

Song Li hurriedly said the address of his home, but after thinking about it, he said embarrassedly: "You have work arrangements today, so I wasted your time."

He Muyan stared straight ahead, the line of his jaw was so elegant and beautiful.

"You are more important today."

Song Li was stunned for a moment, and his heartbeat started to beat again.

Turning his head, resting his chin on one hand and looking out of the window, he accidentally saw his face with an extremely unnatural expression on the glass.

He coughed and covered it with his hands.

God, He Muyan is really good at Gu.

The car soon arrived at the neighborhood where his parents lived, found a parking space and parked the car. He Muyan got out of the car and walked to the back, taking out a lot of things from the trunk.

Song Li looked at the gift boxes and bags in his hand in surprise, and he saw that they were expensive imported supplements: "You, when did you prepare these?"

He Muyan's face remained unchanged: "Let Li Xiu buy it and deliver it in the morning."

Song Li didn't know that Li Xiu had come in the morning, and was amazed at their efficiency, but also moved by He Muyan's thoughtfulness and consideration.

Go to him and help him lift a few boxes: "There are too many things, let me carry them with you."

He Muyan did not refuse, but only gave him a few small gift bags that were lighter and easier to carry.

The two went upstairs together. This is a very old-fashioned neighborhood. Whether it is the surrounding facilities passing by, or the old stairs without elevators, even the lights in the corridor are broken every now and then.

Song Li immediately felt that it was condescension for He Muyan to come to this kind of place.

Embarrassedly explained to him: "I'm sorry, the environment here is not that good."

He Muyan walked beside him, the leather shoes on his feet made a crisp and elegant tap sound in the quiet corridor.

"fine."

His voice was still calm, without any displeasure.

Song Li felt relieved, and stopped in front of a familiar door: "Here we are."

After all, he pressed the doorbell.

While waiting for the door to open, he was actually a little nervous. The hand holding the gift box moved left and right, and accidentally touched the arm of the person next to him.

He Muyan looked down at him, and smiled very shallowly.

Song Li was stunned, wondering if he was infected by his rare smile, for a moment he didn't seem as nervous as before.

After a while, the door in front of him was opened. Standing inside was Mother Song, who saw her son and the handsome man standing behind him.

He was so handsome that Mother Song was stunned for two seconds: "Here we come."

Song Li nodded, and was about to call her, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the person next to him standing up one step faster than him.

"Mom, there's a traffic jam on the road. We're a little late, so we've kept you waiting for a long time."

Song Li: ...?

Although, but, isn't this yelling too smooth and natural?