Husband who is five years younger, he flirts again

Although Song Li's physique is not very strong, he can't be called weak at all. He has never been to a large hospital a few times since he was a child, so it is really serious for him to fall directly to the ground like this time. up.

Perhaps it was because of the drowsy dreams he had been dreaming during the period of unconsciousness, or those nightmares where he was suddenly found out to have some terminal illness. Song Li woke up in a cold sweat, and his first reaction was to ask the people next to him what was wrong.

His hand was grasped by a big one, and someone comforted him gently in his ear: "You are fine, don't be nervous."

Song Li panted heavily, and the dazzling white around him made him blink uncomfortably. When he opened it again, he noticed who the person next to him was, and asked in surprise, "He Muyan?"

He Muyan bent down to look at him, gently stroked his hair with one hand, his eyes could almost be described as tender as water.

"it's me."

Song Li was terrified, he must still be in a dream, otherwise how could he see He Muyan showing such a nasty expression.

He stretched out his hand and patted his face hard, it hurt so much, it wasn't a dream!

He Muyan grabbed his hand to prevent him from moving, and said in a helpless and doting tone, "What nonsense?"

He didn't mess around, it was you, Mr. He!

Song Li blinked frantically, trying to see clearly what kind of monster possessed Mr. He, otherwise why would he be so disgusting, so gross, return him to Mr. He who is as cold as ice, evil and crazy!

"You, you, me, what's wrong with me?"

"You suddenly passed out at school, and your colleague sent you here."

faint?Song Li recalled the memory before he fainted a little bit. He seemed to be dizzy and nauseous suddenly. He went to the toilet and vomited dryly for a long time, and then his eyes went dark and he lost consciousness completely.

Looking up at the person next to the bed, I was too shocked to look at him just now, but after a closer look, I realized that He Muyan seemed very tired, his complexion was not very good, there was a ring of stubble on his chin, and his face was full of dust. Servant.

"Aren't you still on a business trip abroad? Why did you come back suddenly?"

He Muyan touched his cheek, and the slap that Song Li slapped himself just now had imprinted on his face: "Things have been handled very smoothly. I originally booked a plane ticket for tomorrow morning. In the evening, your colleague Mr. Xu You suddenly called me on your mobile phone, saying that you had passed out at school, and I didn't think much about it, so I immediately asked Li to change the flight."

Although He Muyan said it lightly, he knew that this must have been a toss, and looked at him apologetically: "I'm fine, maybe it's just that I haven't had a good rest recently, you don't need to make such a fuss because of it."

But He Muyan shook his head: "On the contrary, I'm glad I made it back in time."

Song Li thumped in his heart, and subconsciously asked: "Why, what's the matter, is there something wrong with my body?"

He Muyan touched his hand, paused, and smiled: "There is a problem, but there are no bad problems, but there are good problems."

Good or bad, Song Li didn't know what tongue twister He Muyan was talking about, but when he heard the three words "there is a problem", his heart almost stopped suddenly, and he looked up at him with a pale face.

"You, tell me frankly. At my age, I can still bear it mentally. Tell me, I can bear any cancer."

He Muyan looked at him inexplicably: "What cancer?"

Seeing his reaction, Song Li breathed a sigh of relief: "It's not cancer, it's okay, it's okay, if it's not cancer, there is still hope."

Hearing what he was muttering clearly, He Muyan was a little helpless, and gently stroked his stomach with his big hand through the quilt: "Don't worry, it's not a disease, but you might be scared if you say it, so I don't know what to do." Speak."

His stroking movements were too gentle and cautious. Song Li felt that it must be a symptom related to the stomach. It is true that he has a perennial stomach problem, and he would hurt every now and then, but he never felt like today It was so painful that I passed out.

He Muyan didn't keep him confused for too long, and continued in a sinking tone: "Song Li, what I'm going to tell you next is the truth, you know my character, I'm not a person who likes to joke and talk nonsense, so I'll say it out In the end, you have to control your emotions, don't get too excited, you can't have too violent ups and downs in your current situation."

Song Li blinked, his nervous heart was about to vomit.

God, what rare and intractable disease did he suffer from that made He Muyan so serious to give him psychological support.

Song Li stretched out his hand to hold his wrist, and let out a long breath: "Say it, I can bear it."

He Muyan held his hand instead, staring closely at his eyes: "Song Li, you are pregnant."

Song Li said "Ah", but didn't understand.

Before Homeuyan spoke, he thought about several acute diseases related to the stomach, such as duodenum, gastric ulcer, gastric perforation, and appendicitis, but none of them was the correct answer.

He had to ask again: "What did you just say?"

He Muyan squeezed his hand tightly: "You are pregnant."

Song Li's body trembled, he wanted to say "He Muyan, are you kidding me", but thinking of what He Muyan said just now, he fell silent again.

He Muyan is not a person who is so boring that he would make such a bad joke with him, and today is not an unscrupulous day like April Fool's Day, just now I confirmed that it is not a dream.

Then why did He Muyan say such things to him?

"Song Li." He Muyan saw that his eyes were straight and there was no reaction, and squeezed his palm worriedly: "Did you hear what I said?"

Song Li turned his head and looked at his nervous and cautious expression, he had never seen He Muyan like this.

"He Muyan, I'm a man."

He Muyan said "Yes", "I know."

"I'm dizzy and nauseous, not because I have an upset stomach, but because, I, I'm pregnant?"

He Muyan continued to nod.

Song Li took a breath: "I don't believe it, there is something to prove it."

As if he had expected this situation a long time ago, He Muyan let go of his hand, took out a stack of papers from the table next to him and handed it to him.

Song Li glanced at him, took it over and flipped through it hastily.

He once helped a female colleague in the office to read the pregnancy test report, and knew a little bit about some iconic indicator terms. After flipping through it, all the indicators in it did show that the owner of the report was a expectant mother. .

But the premise is that this must be a report from a pregnant mother.

Turn back to the first page of the report and look at the two words in the name column above: Song Li.

It was obviously his name that had been called for more than thirty years, but at this moment it was so unfamiliar that it made his hair stand on end.

Song Li's hands were shaking badly, he looked up at He Muyan,

"He Muyan, am I a monster?"

He Muyan's heart ached, and he stretched out his hands to hold his face: "You're not."

Song Li burst into tears, as if he could no longer hold back the emotion that was about to break the embankment, crying out of breath: "But, but how could I get pregnant, I'm a man..."

He Muyan held him in his arms, and gently patted his back: "This is a gift from God to you, which shows that you are special."

Song Li grabbed his clothes tightly and shook his head vigorously in front of his chest: "I don't want, I don't want such a gift, I don't like it, He Muyan, I'm afraid..."

He Muyan kissed the top of his hair: "Don't be afraid, the doctor said you shouldn't be emotional right now, Song Li, let's calm down first, and we can discuss it in the long run."

Song Li cried in his arms for a while, then suddenly thought of something, sat up abruptly, and hurriedly looked for the report next to him.

"Time, time... eight and a half weeks, two months!" Song Li looked up at him, with a strange gleam in his eyes: "He Muyan, it's only been more than two months, and it's not stable yet. It can be destroyed!"

He Muyan's hand on the quilt paused, and lightly clenched it.

"Song Li, you don't want this child."

Song Li replied without thinking: "Of course, I'm a man. What's the matter with a child in my stomach? It's just been found out now. It's completely okay to do it, and it won't do anything to my body." Influence."

He was so excited that he didn't even notice the gray shadows in He Muyan's eyes when he said these words. After a while, He Muyan said with a shy voice: "This is not a trivial matter. You are too stimulated now, and you can't think about things." Calm down, wait for you to think about it, and it won't be too late for us to decide what to do."

He paused and looked into Song Li's eyes: "Song Li, no matter what your final decision is, I will support you."

Song Li looked at him, pursed his mouth and nodded slightly.

After observing in the hospital for a long time, after the infusion, the doctor told them to go home first. Song Li felt that he was a monster now, except for He Muyan, it seemed that everyone in the world looked at him strangely. When the nurse came in, he was so frightened that he hid in He Muyan's arms, not even daring to raise his head.

He Muyan stroked his hair and comforted him in a low voice like a child: "Don't worry, I have already informed the doctor in advance, this matter is only known to the relevant people who will examine you, they will not, and dare not go casually." Said outside."

Song Li lay in his arms, frowning, with a sleepy look, not even wanting to say anything.

Until returning home, Song Li still didn't feel anything real. He Muyan led him to sit on the sofa, squatted down and looked at him: "How do you feel now? Is there any discomfort? Are you hungry? What do you want to eat? I'll help you." Get someone to bring you food."

Song Li turned his eyes and looked down at him. On the way back, He Muyan greeted him many times like this, but he was too depressed to respond.

Thinking about it now, with He Muyan's character, it was really wronged him to make him do this.

It is a lie to say that there is no touch in his heart, Song Li tried his best to bend his lips and smile, and reached out to touch his chin: "I'm fine, but you, with a scruffy beard, go take a bath."

He Muyan took his hand and squeezed it tightly: "Song Li, don't put pressure on yourself, let's just let nature take its course."

Let nature take its course.

Looking at the back of He Muyan getting up and walking away, Song Li was still in a daze.

If it comes naturally, do you want him to give birth to this child?

Song Li lowered his head and looked at his stomach. It was flat and flat, and there were thin and hard muscles in the lower abdomen. It didn't look like she was pregnant.

But when the nausea came and made him retch uncontrollably, he still had to admit the fact that he had a deformed body.

Considering the particularity of Song Li's body now, He Muyan didn't dare to order takeaway, and asked Aunt Chen Babaili to rush over and cook for them.

After the previous experience, he could see that Aunt Chen's craftsmanship was quite similar to Song Li's.

It's just that he still underestimated the various physiological reactions of pregnant people, Song Li ran to the toilet and vomited without eating two bites of food.

Hearing the sound of retching, He Muyan's heart tightened, and he wanted to follow him in to see how he was doing, but Song Li locked the door to prevent him from entering.

"Song Li." He Muyan knocked on the door outside, but the people inside had no intention of opening the door for him except for the occasional retching sound.

He Muyan had no choice but to wait outside, while waiting, he sent a message to Li Xiu, asking him what to do if the morning sickness was particularly severe.

In the middle of the night, Li Xiu looked at his boss's question and woke up immediately. If he was not afraid of being fired, he really wanted to send a screen full of question marks.

Baidu sent a bunch of seemingly reasonable methods to the boss, silently os what happened to their boss, which woman's belly was enlarged?

No, based on his understanding of He Muyan, he is not such a person with a messy private life, not to mention that he is now a married person, and his "beautiful wife" is at home, so there is no reason to fool around outside.

Li Xiu was really puzzled.

He Muyan looked at the things Li Xiu sent him, and probably memorized some methods that he thought were reliable.

While studying, I heard a "click", and the door in front of me was gently opened.

Song Li was standing opposite him, his eyes were red, his face was frighteningly white, standing there precariously, his whole body had a very thin and broken feeling, and he looked really pitiful.

He Muyan put away his phone and went to help him: "Is it better?"

Song Li shook his head, looked up at him, his eyes were full of panic: "He Muyan, why am I feeling so uncomfortable? Is this normal? Is there something wrong with my body? It's against nature for a man to get pregnant. I, I won't die."

He Muyan tightly held his arm, sighed and pulled him into his arms: "Don't think too much, these are all normal pregnancy reactions, women are pregnant as well, and some of them are more serious than your current situation. .”

Song Li couldn't listen to these comforting words, shook his head, and reached out to grab the clothes on his back.

He Muyan kissed the top of his hair: "Would you like to go eat some more?"

Song Li felt nauseous at the thought of eating, and shook his head in resistance: "I won't eat, I'm so tired, I want to go to sleep."

But he obviously didn't even eat two mouthfuls just now, and he vomited for a long time. He Muyan was very worried that he would break his body like this, but seeing him like this, he couldn't bear to force him anymore, so he wiped the corner of his red eye with his finger .

"Then don't eat, I will accompany you to bed."

After speaking, she bent down and picked him up.

Song Li huddled in his arms, the eyelashes hanging down were covered with crystal water droplets.

This day's tossing really took a lot of energy, Song Li was probably very tired, and fell asleep shortly after touching the pillow.

He Muyan looked sideways at his sleeping face, rubbing his fingers lightly on his cheek.

In the middle of the night, He Muyan was awakened by some slight movements. He opened his eyes, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch the side.

No one was there, and the bedding was cold.

He Muyan was startled, sat up hurriedly, saw the yellowish light in the bathroom, and then exhaled lightly.

I got out of bed, put on my slippers and walked to the bathroom door. The door was ajar, but it was not locked. I was about to push the door open, but heard some faint voices from inside.

He stopped and listened carefully.

Song Li seemed to be crying, a very suppressed sob.

He Muyan had heard this kind of crying before. When he was a child, his grandmother was diagnosed with lung cancer. In order not to worry her family, she forced a smile in front of everyone during the day, but at night, when everyone was quiet, she secretly hid in the toilet and cried. Fear of helplessness and panic, the sense of despair that half of the body has fallen into the abyss but cannot break free.

It was the same feeling that Song Li gave him now.

He Muyan lowered his eyelashes, and gently pushed the door open.

Song Li huddled in the corner by the toilet, hugged his knees with his hands, buried his face deeply between his legs, his whole body was trembling slightly because he tried his best to suppress the crying.

He Muyan walked over, squatted beside him, and stretched out his hands to hold his bare feet on the floor.

"Why don't you wear a pair of shoes, the floor is so cold, what should you do if you freeze your body?"

Song Li shook his head, trying to avoid his hand.

He Muyan didn't let him move around, grabbed those two feet and let them step on his legs, stretched out his hand and gently opened Song Li's embraced arms, and called him softly: "Li Li."

Song Li let out a "huh" and turned his face away: "You, you go out..."

The voice was hoarse from crying a lot.

He Muyan pinched his chin, looked at his messy crying face under the light, felt a dull pain in his heart, and rubbed his fingers on his whitened lips: "Don't cry."

Song Li raised his head, looked at him wronged and confused: "It's all your fault."

He Muyan kissed his wet eyelashes: "I'm sorry."

Carrying the person to the bed and putting him down gently, Song Li lay on his back, subconsciously placing both hands on his lower abdomen.

He Muyan lay on his side beside him, brushing away the sweat-drenched hair on his forehead with his fingers: "Go to sleep for a while."

Song Li shook his head: "I can't sleep."

He Muyan patted his body lightly, with a deep and mellow voice: "Do you want me to tell you a sleep aid story?"

Song Li smiled and said, "You can tell stories."

"Always heard one or two."

"for example."

He Muyan thought for a while, then said uncertainly: "The little match girl, and something like Outlaws of the Marsh."

Song Li was so happy that he squinted his eyes and smiled: "Mr. He, you are so old-fashioned."

Looking at his smiling face, He Muyan felt much lighter in his heart, pinching his ears with his fingers: "What did you call me just now?"

Song Li was stunned, but suddenly came to his senses, stuck out his tongue and turned over: "It's nothing, you heard it wrong."

How could He Muyan let him go, he wrapped his arms around his shoulders and turned him over: "I didn't hear wrong, why did you call me just now?"

Song Li was under his ya, and couldn't bear his aura, blushing and burning, begging for mercy with a smile: "It's nothing, just the nickname I gave you in private, I think you are very suitable for this title .”

He Muyan put on a straight face: "Everyone in the company calls me that, you are not allowed to call me that."

Song Li nodded perfunctorily: "Okay, okay, then I'll change it."

"Changed to what."

No way, Song Li is helpless, must he be so aggressive? He thought for a while, but he really didn't know how to call it.

The pot broke and said, "I'll just call you He Muyan."

Anyway, since I am older, it is not too impolite to call him by his first name directly.

He Muyan was obviously dissatisfied, and shook his head: "Not good."

Song Li blinked, and suddenly reached out to pull the quilt: "I'm sleepy, I want to sleep, um..."

One suddenly pinched his face, Song Li stared and protested inarticulately: "What are you doing?"

He Muyan actually rubbed his cheek twice with his hand, with a smile in his eyes: "I feel better now."

Song Li was stunned, looking at He Muyan's rare tender and caring eyes, he also felt a slight warmth in his heart.

She turned her face to his palm and gently rubbed it: "He Muyan, can you not be so gentle to me sometimes."

The current Song Li is like a baby bird that has just hatched, he is soft and defenseless wherever you touch him, obedient and lovable.

He Muyan said hoarsely: "Many people around me say that I am cold and indifferent, but you are the only one who can say that I am gentle."

Song Li blinked, he was very gentle, he was like the same as when he first met, a gentle group, okay?

He Muyan asked him again: "Is it not good for me to treat you like this?"

Song Li was stopped by his question, how could he answer this question with the nerve, if he said yes, wouldn't it be clear that he had expressed his heart to him, and if he said it was okay, it would be very embarrassing for President He, President He would be very embarrassed Not happy.

He thought for a long time, and then he threw himself into the embrace in front of him: "Anyway, don't just do this casually, it will cause me to misunderstand."

He Muyan was puzzled: "What is the misunderstanding?"

Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, misunderstanding you like me.

Song Li naturally didn't dare to say this to He Muyan, because he wasn't sure how He Muyan would respond when he heard such words.

Maybe it was silent and laughed it off, maybe it was a dangerous word that directly pierced his mind.

No matter which one is enough to make Song Li feel ashamed, he doesn't want to take the risk, and there is no need for it.

After all, he and He Muyan are fine as they are now, they respect each other as guests, they are harmonious husband and wife, they each have their own life and work, they are just living together as a partner, and they can go on well without emotional maintenance.

Between two people, the one who falls in love first must be the loser. This is a famous saying by a great man, and I have to say it is really very reasonable.

Song Li didn't know when he fell in love with He Muyan, whether it was the surprise when he saw him for the first time under the moonlight that night, or the serious and rigid manner of He Muyan on the day he went to get the certificate, or the way they got along during this time All sorts of little things.

He Muyan may have been subjugated unconsciously, but he himself was actually sinking step by step.

If you like it, you will have weaknesses, and you will have weaknesses. If you didn't have such weaknesses, you would not be so painful and entangled in today's situation.

Song Li put his hand on his stomach unconsciously, what should he do with this weakness.

Considering that Song Li's physical condition is quite special during this period, He Muyan actually brought all his work home. Song Li went downstairs to pour water, and when he passed by the study, he heard him having a video conference in it, and took a curious look.

He Muyan seemed to have installed radar on him, and immediately detected his breath, and looked up.

Song Li was startled, pointed to the water glass in his hand and waved his hand, signaling that he was fine.

He Muyan still used the mouse to turn off the microphone, got up and walked over.

He basically wore simple home clothes at home, and his hair was not brushed up with pomade. His forehead hair hung down to half cover his sharp eyebrows, and he didn't look so unkind as usual.

Song Li looked up at him: "I'm really fine. Does this disturb your work? Go back to the meeting."

He Muyan glanced at him, didn't speak, reached out to touch the mug in his hand, frowned: "It's cold."

Song Li said "ah": "It's not cold, it's at room temperature."

He Muyan took away the cup and said seriously: "You can only drink warm water now, I'll pour it for you again."

Song Li looked at his back, a little helpless.

Here it is again, it has been like this for the past few days, He Muyan saw that he looked like a prisoner, not only the temperature of the drinking water, but even every dish cooked by Aunt Chen, he had to go through it one by one, what's more, Sometimes when he stayed in the toilet for a little longer, he would knock on the door and ask.

Being considerate is considerate, but it is really unnecessary to be so meticulous.

There is one thing to say that Song Li is really stressed by what he has done like this. He has only stayed at home for two or three days, and he is already a little out of breath.

At noon, Aunt Chen made Song Li's favorite tomato stew. Aunt Chen's cooking skills were really good. Even though he still had no appetite, he still ate half a bowl of rice. He ate less and vomited more these days. I have lost a lot of weight, and I feel a little overwhelmed after eating like today, which I haven't felt for a long time.

He Muyan looked very happy. After eating, he took him to sit on the sofa, stretched out his hand and gently circled his slightly swollen belly after eating.

Song Li looked at his side face, his black eyelashes drooped down, making the tenderness in his eyes even more intense.

Song Li looked at it for a while, but still looked away. He Muyan looked like this, how could he have the heart to say something like killing the child at this time.

It's just that the time drags on like this day by day, and when the child grows up in his stomach, it's really too late.

Song Li has been struggling violently for the past few days. Although he doesn't know why he became pregnant, he is an out-and-out man after all. Pointing and pointing is not tolerated by society.

Song Li didn't think he was a mentally strong person. If something like that really happened, he didn't know what he would become in the end, maybe he might really go crazy because of it.

Fortunately, everything is just beginning now. As long as he can make a decision and cut the mess quickly, he can avoid all tragedies that may happen in the future.

He really thought about things like this a lot, a lot, so much determination and courage, but they all collapsed when He Muyan looked at him with a look.

He Muyan was looking forward to this little life in his stomach, whether it was due to a sense of freshness or a sense of responsibility in his heart, even if he didn't say anything, Song Li could feel that he didn't want him to kill this child.

Song Li thought, if he didn't like He Muyan, he wouldn't care so much about his thoughts, and wouldn't have so many worries and troubles.

It's just that there's no point in assuming so much now. If he likes it, he likes it. He likes to see He Muyan at work, and listens to him talking.

It was the first time he had grown up to experience liking someone, and he didn't want to lose his qualification to like He Muyan because of this matter.

I don't know if it's because of her pregnancy. Song Li has been lethargic lately. He just ate a full meal, and after a while on the sofa, his eyelids began to fight.

When his head fell down, he was lightly blocked by a big hand. He Muyan fiddled with his earlobe with his thumb, and asked in a low voice, "Are you sleepy again?"

Song Liqiang raised his eyelids and rubbed his face against his palm: "Sleepy."

He Muyan reached into the crook of his leg and gently hugged him up: "I'll take you to sleep."

Song Li leaned against his chest and said in a daze, "I've been asleep for a long time, why am I still sleepy?"

He Muyan smiled lowly on top of his head: "Sleep when you are sleepy, what you are doing now is a normal reaction during pregnancy."

Several days have passed, and Song Li is still not used to applying words like "pregnancy" and "pregnancy" to herself, it's very awkward.

He didn't want to protest with He Muyan, so he just closed his eyes and slept on him.

He felt drowsy this time, and felt itchy on his face in his sleep, as if something wet and soft was making trouble on his face.

Song Li stretched out his hand, opened his eyes impatiently, and saw a pair of black pupils close at hand.

It was so close that he was a little scared.

He Muyan lowered his head, his hair almost brushed over the tip of his nose, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm awake."

Song Li blinked: "Well, what's the matter, did I sleep for too long?"

He Muyan shook his head: "Not long, only two hours."

Song Li said "Oh", that's okay, yesterday he slept for eight hours at a stretch during the day, and couldn't wake up even when he cried out, and even scared He Muyan quite badly.

He Muyan had already sat up and returned to a normal distance from him.

Song Li yawned, and stretched out his hand to scratch his face. There was a small area on the left side of his face that was wet. I don't know if he was thinking too much. He felt that He Muyan was secretly kissing him.

If you want to kiss, just kiss directly, why do you want to kiss secretly while you are asleep, so you don't see outsiders.

Song Li blushed, his body was still a little lazy after waking up, and he didn't want to get up, so he turned sideways under the quilt, grabbed a pillow and hugged him, and looked at the person sitting by the bed.

"Have you finished your work yet?"

He Muyan turned around and saw that half of his face was buried on the pillow, only one eye was exposed, clean and clear, like an innocent and ignorant child.

I couldn't help but reached out and rubbed his hair: "Not yet, it's just something happened suddenly, I might have to go out later"

He Muyan's fingertips were covered with thin calluses, pressing on the scalp, making Song Li's body soften half comfortably.

He half-closed his eyes in enjoyment, and didn't pay much attention to He Muyan's strange expression when he said these words.

"Okay, if you have something to do, go and deal with it quickly."

He Muyan stared at him for a while, then put his big hand on his face again, and squeezed it lightly: "Wait for me at home."

Song Li nodded.

He Muyan's dark eyes were stained with a smile: "Good boy."

Song Li is already so obedient that he couldn't be more obedient. I'm afraid he didn't even hear what his parents said when he was a child.

After He Muyan left, he really didn't have much to do by himself. He lay on the sofa and watched TV for a while, and when he was falling asleep, he suddenly heard the doorbell.

He woke up suddenly, wondering if He Muyan had returned, but then he thought that it was impossible for He Muyan to ring the doorbell.

He has lived in this house for a while since he got married, except for He Muyan and him, secretary Li Xiu, and Aunt Chen who cooks, he has never seen anyone else come here.

Oh no, his sister-in-law also came.

Thinking about it this way, it must be her who is ringing the doorbell now, but no matter who it is, it should be someone related to He Muyan, otherwise the security guards would not let him in.

With doubts in his stomach, Song Li wrapped the blanket around his body and went out to open the door.

As soon as the door was opened, a very elegant and pleasant fragrance wafted through the nostrils. The clear woody fragrance was very similar to the perfume He Muyan usually likes to use.

It smells as good as the perfume, and there is a beautiful young man standing at the door.

She is really beautiful. Her short brown hair is soft and slightly curly. Her eyes are also light brown, like two pools of honey-colored amber. Her face is only the size of a palm. Her porcelain-white skin is sickly and pale. She wears a light-colored thick checked sweater that is loose. , exposing most of the collarbone, making the whole personality look extraordinarily thin and slender.

It was Song Li's first time seeing such a slender and beautiful boy. It was different from Xue Sang's cold and gorgeous good looks. This man made people want to protect him at first sight.

While Song Li was observing him, the young man was also looking at him calmly, his beautiful brown pupils turned up and down, and after a while, he bent his lips and smiled: "Hello, is Mu Yan at home?"

Song Li came back to his senses, feeling that he couldn't turn his head around: "You're talking about Mu Yan, is that He Muyan?"

The young man nodded: "Yes, isn't this Mu Yan's home? I haven't been back for a long time. I finally returned to my country recently. I came here as soon as the plane landed. Isn't Mu Yan at home now?"

Listening to his "Mu Yan" one by one, and this kind of familiar tone intentionally or unintentionally, Song Li frowned unconsciously, and smiled dryly: "He has something to go out, I don't know when he will come back, do you have something urgent to see him?" , If you are in a hurry, you can give him a call."

"Going out." The young man nodded, lowered his head in thought for a moment, his thick eyelashes drooped, and there was a circle of light golden soft light in the afterglow of the setting sun. After a while, he smiled and raised his head: "Then I can go in and wait for him." ."

Although the man's tone was inquiring, the look in his eyes and attitude clearly did not mean to ask for his opinion. Song Li was silent for two seconds, before stepping aside: "Of course, please come in."

"Thank you."

The young man nodded and walked straight past him.

Song Li looked at his back, not knowing why his body suddenly felt cold, so he tightened the thin blanket on his body, closed the door and walked in.

The young man walked into the living room, saw the sofa in front of the TV, and walked over in surprise: "This set of sofas is still in use. Really, Mu Yan, when I chose this set of sofas, he said he didn't like it. Now it seems that it is not true at all. Well."

Song Li looked at the hand he was stroking on the back of the sofa, and thought that he had been nestling on it watching TV until just now, and couldn't help feeling awkward.

The young man walked to the side again and looked up at an oil painting on the wall: "I also chose this painting. I like the artistic conception of this painting very much. It has a very lonely beauty."

"There's also this ornament, ah, is that a model of xx, socool!"

The young man evaluated and watched almost all the iconic objects in the living room, and then, as if suddenly realizing something, he looked back at Song Li behind him, and apologized to him in embarrassment: "I'm sorry, I haven't been back for a long time I didn't expect to see things I was familiar with before after such a long time, and I was a little excited for a while, so you won't be angry."

Song Li looked at him as if he was genuinely sorry, and raised the corners of his mouth stiffly: "It's okay."

The young man smiled softly again, and walked over to look at him: "Sorry, I haven't introduced myself to you yet, my name is Pei Yuan, how about you?"

Pei Yuan?Pei Yuan, Xiao Yuan.

It turned out to be like this, Song Li sneered knowingly in his heart: "Song Li."

Pei Yuan nodded, pretending to be in deep thought: "Mr. Song, it seems like I haven't heard Mu Yan mention this name before."

Song Li looked at him coldly: "Of course you haven't heard of it. We've only known each other for less than three months. We just got our marriage certificate two weeks ago."

Pei Yuan's eyes changed slightly when he said "I got the marriage certificate", but overall he didn't seem very surprised, he smiled and said: "So that's the case, then I wish you a happy wedding first. "

Song Li nodded politely: "Thank you."

Both fell silent, staring at each other faintly through the air.

After a while, Pei Yuan smiled and said, "Won't you invite me to sit down and have a cup of tea?"

Song Li shrugged and pulled the blanket on his body: "I believe you can also see that I am not feeling well right now, and it is not convenient for me to receive guests."

This is an obvious order to chase away guests. Pei Yuan didn't seem to expect him to be so direct, so he smiled helplessly: