Husband who is five years younger, he flirts again

It has been more than half a month since he came back from He Muyan's house. During this period, he often received calls from He Muyan, who kept asking him about his health, and he was more considerate and considerate than his own mother.

Speaking of his own mother, Song Li found a photo of his mother and father traveling on a certain island that he had just received in WeChat. The two together were more than 100 years old, and they were still playing with water guns there, wearing Hawaiian clothes. The flamboyant floral shirt, he couldn't bear to look at it even though he was childish.

Speaking of which, He Muyan asked them to go on this trip. I went to his mother's for a meal last week. Song's mother was very concerned about Song Li's belly. According to her pregnancy experience at the time and the information she collected on the Internet , Customized a pregnancy guidebook for him in all aspects.

It includes three meals a day, as well as exercises suitable for pregnant women. The key is to make a very specific schedule for each item. What's even more exaggerated is that Song's mother will come over regularly to supervise the work and ask him to clock in. If Xiang didn't do it, she would be nagging and educating her for at least half an hour.

Really devilish.

After a week, Song Li really couldn't take it anymore, his face looked so tortured that it became smaller. When He Muyan came back from get off work, he saw him lying on the sofa, looking like he was dying.

He Muyan took off his coat, bent down and picked up his little wife: "What did the baby do at home today?"

Song Li shook his body in his arms, but without raising his face, he stretched out a finger in grief and anger to point to the shift schedule on the table next to him.

"I just did a set of warm-up yoga under the supervision of my mother. I'm so tired. I'm going to die."

He Muyan picked up the schedule, and frowned slightly, "The schedule is so full, you'll be doing these at home all day."

Song Li let out a weak "Hmm" and nodded pitifully.

He Muyan stroked his hair distressedly, did not speak any more, and stared at the shift schedule thoughtfully.

So when they went to Song Li's house for dinner the next day, He Muyan suddenly took out two air tickets from somewhere and said that the two elders had worked too hard recently and asked them to go out and relax.

Song's mother originally said that traveling was too tiring and she was not interested, but when she saw that the destination was the island where her good sister had been giving her all her life, she couldn't help being a little bit excited. Song's father also wanted to go, and the two old people combined After a while, I took the ticket readily.

He Muyan strikes while the iron is hot, saying that they have already arranged airport pick-up services and hotels, and they only need to go somewhere to play, and don't have to worry about anything else.

Let Song's mother be happy, and praise his good son-in-law who loves others.

Seeing his father and mother eagerly going to the room to pack their luggage, Song Li reacted for a while, and then suddenly understood the intention of He Muyan's move, and secretly gave him a thumbs up from the side.

Now Mother Song and the others have been out to play for two days, and they are so happy that they can't think of leaving every day, so they can't remember to torture Song Li again.

Song Li lay on the big bed with his limbs spread out, kicking his legs comfortably.

Happy days when no one cares.

When He Muyan came out of the shower, he happened to see him dancing on the bed.

It seemed that he accidentally twisted his stomach, and he stretched out his hands to hold it and let out a soft cry.

He Muyan was so frightened that he immediately dropped the towel in his hand and walked over: "What's the matter, did you touch your stomach, show me."

Song Li's belly has gotten bigger and bigger recently, like a blown up balloon, but he has the kind of physique that only has a big belly but not fat. With such a thin body and such a big belly, it makes people look like he is always there for him. He sweated.

Song Li slowed down for a while, seeing that he was so nervous, he smiled and patted his chubby belly lightly: "It's okay, it's just that I was so excited just now, and the cub moved along with it."

He Muyan patted his stomach to make sure that nothing would happen, then he felt relieved, and flicked his finger on his forehead: "The nearest is more and more like a child, messing around."

Song Li chuckled, looked up at his dripping hair, sat up carefully holding his stomach.

"Let me brush your hair."

He Muyan looked into his bright eyes and said "OK".

To make it easier for him to wipe, He Muyan also took off his shoes and sat on the bed. Song Li moved to face him. He originally wanted to kneel down and wipe for him, but now that his stomach is too big, he felt really uncomfortable after trying it, so he didn't do it.

When he was hesitating which relaxed and convenient posture to choose, He Muyan reached out and patted his tui: "Come here, Lili."

Song Li took a look, understood what he meant, and walked over carefully holding his belly.

He Muyan wrapped his arms around his waist, and lowered his head so that he could wipe it.

Song Li looked at the clean and white hair on the top of his head, and suddenly felt that He Muyan was so obedient now.

Can't help but stretch out a finger and tap it lightly.

He Muyan's voice came up from below, a little puzzled: "Li Li?"

Song Li suppressed a smile, put a dry towel on top of his head and wiped it gently.

He Muyan's hair is very black, but soft, and it doesn't resemble his stone-like personality at all.

After wiping for a while, the movements of Song Li's hands couldn't go on any longer, and the hand holding the towel trembled slightly. I stopped writing, and the light blue blood vessels on the back of the fair hand were also trembling slowly.

In the end Song Li couldn't bear it anymore, bowed his back, hugged He Muyan's head with both hands, and I stopped writing: "You, don't mess around."

I don't blame him for being like this all of a sudden, it's just that this person is too much, relying on the fact that I'm brushing his hair now, I don't have the time to stop him, so I start doing nonsense, I won't write.

After his belly got bigger and bigger, Song Li often wore loose and easy-to-move clothes. Although the weather was cold, there was heating at home all day long. After taking a shower today, he only wore a big shirt. He Muyan's is two sizes bigger than his own, I won't write about it, it doesn't feel restrained at all, it's very comfortable.

I stopped writing, Song Li struggled for a while, I stopped writing, simply covered He Muyan's face with a towel, and kissed him, I stopped writing.

Song Li just thinks that He Muyan is going too far, I won't write anymore...

He just likes to say some sao words, not only by himself, but also to tease Song Li.

He knew that Song Li was thin-skinned, so he deliberately tortured him.

………………

And so on.

Song Li would die a hundred times in shame every time he woke up.

Really, it's too embarrassing, and it's becoming more and more bottomless.

There was too much noise at night, and Song Li really couldn't raise his spirits the next day. He was also tired when eating breakfast, and his hand holding the fork was so weak that he didn't have much strength.

He Muyan poured him a glass of milk, and pinched his face to wake him up: "Eat first, and then go back to sleep after eating, good boy."

Song Li nodded "Oh", but his hands didn't move, his face was buried in the milk glass.

Seeing this, He Muyan had no choice but to sit over, helped him into his arms, held the cup to his mouth, and fed him mouthful, it took a while for the milk in the cup to bottom out.

Song Li burped a little, full of milky gas.

He Muyan wiped his mouth with a tissue, looked at his red and moist lips, couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed him again, one kiss wasn't enough, he had to stick his tongue in.

It took a while to raise her head satisfied, and wiped off the silver wire at the corner of Song Li's mouth with her fingers: "The baby is so sweet, it smells like milk."

Song Li hummed twice, he was really sleepy, wrapped his hands around him, buried his face in his arms and didn't want to move.

He Muyan carried him upstairs, and as soon as he put him on the bed, Song Li rolled to the side and hugged He Muyan's pillow.

He Muyan bent down and whispered in his ear, "Baby, I'm going to work."

Although Song Li was already so sleepy that he was about to fall asleep, his body still started to move spontaneously. He put his arms around He Muyan's neck and kissed the corner of his mouth: "Old man, be careful on the road."

The eyes are closed from beginning to end.

He Muyan suppressed a smile and rubbed his hair: "Li Li is so good."

Really, so good.

Li Xiu was driving in front, and he couldn't help but glance at the rearview mirror next to him from time to time.

Take a look, look again.

It's no wonder that he has no professional ethics and is not serious about driving. In fact, their boss is too weird today.

He seems to be in a good mood. It's only been 5 minutes since he got in the car, and he has laughed three times.

three times!

What is the probability.

It was the frequency of smiles on his face in a month in the past!

Li Xiu endured it no matter how much he endured, but he was still defeated by the thirst for knowledge in his heart: "Boss, is there anything happy this morning?"

He Muyan propped his face sideways, looked up at him: "Why?"

"It's okay." Li Xiu hurriedly shook his head: "It's just that you seem to be in a good mood."

He Muyan nodded, and the smile on the corner of his mouth enlarged again: "It's very good."

Damn, Li Xiu didn't dare to ask anymore, he felt that their boss was possessed by evil spirits today.

But fortunately, He Muyan quickly regained his composure, and suddenly asked him: "Is there any important matter in the company this month that I need to be present to deal with?"

Li Xiu recalled his schedule and shook his head: "Except for the opening ribbon-cutting of a new project, nothing else is particularly important."

"Just cut the ribbon and show your face."

Li Xiu nodded: "Does the boss have any other arrangements?"

He Muyan pondered for a while: "Take some time these two days to look at wedding companies with good reputations. If there is no suitable one in China, you can also consider going abroad, but don't be too busy, try to shorten the cycle as much as possible."

Li Xiu was a little confused, his first reaction was that their boss was planning to enter the wedding market.

It took him a while to understand, and he looked at him in surprise: "The boss is planning, planning to talk to Mr. Song..."

He Muyan nodded and asked him, "Why are you so surprised, shouldn't you be?"

Li Xiu shook his head, shaking his head vigorously: "It should be, it should be!"

Rather, it's high time!

Li Xiu didn't know why he was so excited, and asked again: "Does Mr. Song know about this?"

He Muyan shook his head: "I haven't told him yet, it's his birthday next month, so it's a present for him."

Li Xiu almost wanted to gasp. Is this the cold-faced workaholic he knew, the dull boss who would ask him "what is love" with a confused look on his face?

Why did it suddenly become so good.

Mr. He, who is very good at it, continued to talk to him: "Do you think he will be happy if I give him a wedding ring?"

Li Xiu said "huh?": "Boss, didn't you buy a ring for Mr. Song?"

He Muyan glanced at him.

Li Xiu was ashamed, well, why did he forget, their boss just met now suddenly, the one who didn't know before, it is impossible for him to have such romantic cells to buy rings for others.

Even if that person is still the wife he has poked and brought home.

Thinking about it this way, Mr. Song seems to have a bit of a problem. You are all married. Don’t you understand what marriage means? Why won’t your husband buy you a ring even though you have all the certificates?

Instead, it was delayed until now that the child was about to fall to the ground before starting to talk about it.

What the hell were these two doing before?

Naturally, Li Xiu didn't dare to ask his boss this question, so he calmed down and said to him: "Boss, I think the wedding ring is of great significance. A suitable and beautiful marriage, in addition to going through the legal process of compliance, spiritually The symbol is also very important, and the wedding ring is a very important symbol."

He Muyan rubbed his fingers: "Since the wedding ring is so important, why has he never asked for it from me?"

Li Xiu carefully asked him: "Is the boss talking about Mr. Song?"

He Muyan didn't answer him, but was still immersed in his own emotions, as if he was asking and answering: "Or, he doesn't think the wedding ring is necessary, he thinks our marriage doesn't need such a symbol at all, or he doesn't need it at all. Think our marriage is beautiful and fitting."

He Muyan's voice was not too loud, but the carriage was so quiet, Li Xiu still listened to everything he muttered.

What's going on, why does it feel like every time what I say is always interpreted by their boss to the extreme deviation.

Li Xiu was about to break out in a cold sweat, and felt that he had to quickly pull his boss back before he got into the horns, otherwise he wouldn't be a shit-stirring stick that destroyed the marriage between the boss and the boss's wife.

Just as Li Xiu was about to speak, He Muyan's cell phone rang suddenly. It was still a work call.

Li Xiu had no choice but to shut up and wait for their boss to finish.

Unexpectedly, it took half an hour to answer the call. After hanging up, they went directly to the company upstairs for a meeting. After the meeting, they went to train new employees. After a busy morning, they finally had time to sit down and have a good drink. cup of coffee.

He thought belatedly, although he was busy with the matter, why did he always feel that there was a more important matter that had not been dealt with.

Li Xiu thought about the time for a whole cup of coffee, but he still couldn't come up with an idea. At noon, the manager of the sales department asked him to have dinner with him, and Li Xiu went there happily, officially leaving the matter behind the back of the head.

That night, He Muyan had another dinner. It was some inspection officials from the government. He Muyan, the CEO, had to be with him the whole time.

After nine o'clock, he couldn't sit still anymore, and he had to raise his hand to check the time from time to time.

To say that for a dinner like tonight, he would have had to deal with hundreds if not thousands, and there are many people who are later than this and even stay with them all night.

I've never been so restless like tonight, and it's only before ten o'clock now.

It's not the first time this kind of mood has appeared today, not only at the dinner party, Lian Jiu asked him to go out for a drink before, but he also refused, and he refused several times in a row.

Because of this, Lian Jiu also complained that he valued sex and despised friends, saying that he would go home on time after get off work, that he would never be shaken, that he would forget about his brothers when he had a wife, that he could not go out for a drink, and called him a strict wife.

Strictly speaking, this word cannot be regarded as a commendatory adjective for most men, but now it is applied to him, but he does not seem to feel disgusted.

Li Xiu is better at talking than Lian Jiu, saying that his mood is a good quality that a married man should have, called love home.

He Muyan likes this word very much. Strictly speaking, he is not really in love with his family, but the person in his family.

No, it's two people.

But what troubled him was that the person at home didn't seem to share the same mood as him.

For example, after knowing that there might be a dinner party today, he immediately sent a message to his baby at home. As a result, the message seemed to disappear, and he didn't receive a reply of "Yes, I got it" until two hours later. .

He Muyan stared at this WeChat reply, his eyes almost pierced the phone screen.

He remembered that he had seen a post in the circle of friends before, which said that after a couple got married, the husband was busy socializing every day and ignored the feelings of the newlywed wife. As a result, the relationship broke down, and the young wife chose to leave with her unborn child. his husband.

The blogger who posted that post also defended women at the end, saying that men should cherish the full-time wives who are willing to sacrifice their lives for them and choose to stay at home, and pay more attention to the psychological state of wives during pregnancy. Pregnancy is far more than they imagined. It's a million times harder, don't think that their demands are all vexatious, and so on a series of chicken soup.

After reading it, He Muyan carefully recalled the way he and Song Li got along. Because it was a male pregnancy, in order to avoid unnecessary troubles, Song Li is indeed no different from staying at home full-time now.

But I didn't go out to socialize often and didn't go home. Even if I came home late occasionally, I didn't see Song Li showing any dissatisfaction with it. It's better to say that he was too calm, so calm that he was even a little indifferent.

Here lies the problem. He Muyan feels that Song Li seems to be too independent and doesn't depend on him at all. Usually at home, he can't help but cling to him first. Song Li spends most of his time either reading or busy with him. As for his own business, if he hadn't taken the initiative, Song Li might not have had much physical contact with him for a whole day.

He couldn't help thinking about the topic of wedding rings that Li Xiu discussed with him in the car this morning.

He Muyan was silent. He suddenly felt that in this marriage, he was the only one who was hot from the beginning to the end.

Marriage was first proposed by him, and pregnancy was because he insisted on keeping the child. Song Li seemed to have been just following his arrangement and drifting with the crowd.

What is his own true wish, but he has never asked him.

Even the wedding he is planning now, in the garden of my family, even if that little bastard He Mingtang said that, Song Li didn't have any big reaction.

On the contrary, he himself, afraid of wronging Song Li for a second, immediately couldn't hold back and said in front of everyone that he wanted to give Song Li a wedding.

But at that time, he never thought about whether Song Li wanted his wedding or not.

The more He Muyan thought about it, the more he drank. The government leader next to him was stunned, and he patted him on the shoulder and praised him for his drinking capacity.

Li Xiu was also watching from the side, feeling terrified.

He could see that their boss seemed to be in a bad mood, but he didn't know why.

It was midnight in the first half of the morning, and the drinking party was finally over. Li Xiu helped He Muyan, who couldn't walk by himself, into the car, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and after following He Muyan for so long, this was the first time he saw him drinking so well sense of proportion.

It was too unlike the usual He Muyan.

Considering that it would be uncomfortable for drinkers to turn on the hot air conditioner, Li Xiu directly opened the window so that he could blow some cold air for comfort.

He Muyan stretched out his hand and pulled off the tie, still murmuring unconsciously.

Li Xiu listened carefully for a while before he heard him say "Li Li, Li Li" or something.

Li Xiu smiled. In the past, they always said that their boss can't love people and is aloof and witty. Seeing him like this now, doesn't he love very passionately?

Halfway through the car, He Muyan suddenly called him from behind, his speech was rare and clear.

Li Xiu hurriedly pulled over the car and stopped, turned around and asked him what was wrong.

He Muyan seemed to be suffering, his brows were tightly furrowed, and his face was also very pale. He reached out and groped around for a while, then gave Li Xiu his cell phone.

Li Xiu took it, not knowing what he was going to do.

"Boss, do you want to call someone?"

He Muyan seemed to have fallen asleep again, and it took him a while to answer him again: "Look..."

Li Xiu leaned closer to listen: "What are you looking at?"

"Look, is there any news..."

Li Xiu hurriedly turned on his mobile phone, checked all the call records, short messages, WeChat and mailboxes, and confirmed that there were no unread messages, and then answered him: "No one has sent you a message."

He Muyan didn't know if he heard his answer, but he closed his eyes again and turned his head to the side.

Li Xiu waited for a while, but he didn't see any more orders from him, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and went to the front to drive again.

It was almost one o'clock in the morning when He Muyan was sent home, and Song Li must have already fallen asleep by this time, Li Xiu followed the usual practice and tried his best to send him upstairs.

When I walked to the bedroom, I found that the light inside was still on.

Li Xiu wiped the sweat off his brow, knocked on the door lightly and whispered, "Mr. Song?"

Song Li also stayed up all the time, and immediately got off the bed as soon as he heard the movement outside, came over and opened the door after a while, looked at him and He Muyan who was on top of him, and smiled: "Thank you for sending him off so late. Come back, thank you so much."

Because it was too late, only one wall lamp was turned on in the room, and the light orange light shrouded Song Li's body, as if covering his whole body with a soft honey-colored halo.

Li Xiu was stunned for a moment, and Song Li called him twice before he finally recovered.

Seeing Song Li's puzzled eyes, Li Xiu blushed and hurriedly handed him the He Muyan on his body.

Song Li looked at him, pointed at his stomach, and smiled apologetically: "I can't hold him like this now, so please help me to help him in."

If he still had a free hand now, Li Xiu would wish to punch his own head with his fist, why is he so confused.

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