Husband who is five years younger, he flirts again

He Muyan hadn't tasted the hangover feeling for a long time. He didn't wake up naturally, but was woken up by nausea.

The headache was about to burst, and the throat was dry and uncomfortable. I stretched out my hand and subconsciously hugged it to the side, but it was empty.

Turning over, I saw that the bedding next to me was empty, and it was already completely cold.

He Muyan blinked, and an indescribable feeling suddenly surged in his heart, empty and panicked.

He had never felt this way before, like when he was dreaming, he reached out and wanted to grab something, but in the end he only grabbed the air with his hand, that kind of powerless feeling of worrying about gains and losses.

He simply lay on the bed with his limbs spread out, and closed his eyes in disgust.

After relieving the nausea of ​​a hangover for a while, He Muyan got up and went to the bathroom to wash up. When he came out, he happened to see Song Li coming in from outside.

He seemed surprised to see him wake up, with wide eyes: "You're already awake."

He Muyan had just finished washing his face with cold water, and there were still drops of water dripping from the ends of his hair. His face was colder than the autumn water in November. He didn't speak, but glanced at the thing in Song Li's hand.

Song Li noticed his gaze, and held up the things for him to see: "Drawing up, I've been making it for a long time, it's the first time I'm doing it, and I don't know how it tastes."

After finishing speaking, he scratched his chin with his fingers embarrassingly.

He Muyan saw that the finger had turned red a lot, and it seemed that there was a blister.

His complexion immediately became uglier. He grabbed his hand and examined it carefully: "I made a hangover soup, why did I hurt my hand?"

Although the words were concerned about him, the tone sounded like genuine anger and reproach. Song Li felt that he seemed to be angry, but he didn't know where he got angry so early in the morning.

I've never seen him get angry before.

Although I feel inexplicable, but I also know that he is concerned about himself, carefully looked at his face, and said softly: "I haven't been in the kitchen for a long time, and I accidentally burned it. It didn't hurt that much. I have used cold compresses. Really, Do not be angry."

Song Li said, don't be angry, the voice is soft, with these flattering softness.

He Muyan looked at his cautious eyes, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart. He didn't like Song Li looking at him with such eyes.

Covering his eyes with big hands, he sighed softly: "I'm not angry."

Song Li let out a "hmm", struggled to take his hand away, and picked up the bowl again: "Then you drink this, the shirt taught me how to do it, it is very effective."

He Muyan glanced at the contents in the bowl, reached out to take it, put it up to his nose and smelled it, and frowned unconsciously: "What does it smell like?"

"I put tangerine peel, mung beans, a little ginseng and salt water. It tastes a bit weird, but it should be useful. Good medicine tastes bitter."

He Muyan still seemed to be a little resistant, but seeing Song Li's expectant face, he really couldn't bear to refuse him, so he finally endured it, held his breath and drank it all in one gulp.

The taste is a bit astringent, but the entrance does not seem to be so unacceptable.

"How about it, it doesn't taste as bad as it looks." He secretly tried it in the kitchen just now, and it looked like a traditional Chinese medicine, but it actually tasted good.

He Muyan wiped his mouth and nodded slightly.

Song Li was upset, took the bowl, turned around and was about to leave when He Muyan grabbed an arm.

Song Li looked back at him strangely.

"Where did you go?"

Song Li raised the bowl in his hand: "Send this down."

Of course He Muyan knew that he was going to deliver the bowl, but for some reason, seeing him turn his back to her, he couldn't help but hold him back.

Song Li took a look at his expression, put the bowl in his hand aside, walked over, grabbed his arm from top to bottom, carefully wrapped it around his waist, stretched out his hands to hug him, and lay on his back in his arms. At first, she blinked at him like a small animal: "What's wrong with you, you've been acting weird since you woke up this morning, aren't you happy?"

He Muyan looked at his little face so close, it was white, obedient and tender, and his gloomy expression was clearly reflected in a pair of clear pupils.

You can kiss his lips with a slight bow, soft and sweet, and ask him softly: "What did you eat just now?"

Song Li stuck out his tongue for him to play with, and when he answered him, his voice was vague: "Mom sent someone to give you the sweet-scented osmanthus cake yesterday. She said that your aunt made it with sweet-scented osmanthus from the yard. Rice wine, I can’t drink it, I opened it and smelled it, it’s very sweet, you can try it later, um…”

He Muyan didn't let him speak anymore, and sucked his tongue to turn him upside down, as if to use this to scour all the sweetness in his mouth.

Song Li was almost driven to death by him, his eyes were covered with mist, and the root of his tongue was numb when he let go.

He Muyan kissed his forehead again, smiled in his ear and said, "I've already tasted it."

Song Li didn't even have the time to blush, so he relaxed in his arms.

Aunt Chen had already prepared breakfast, and after waiting for a long time, no one came down, so she knew that they might not come down to eat for a while, so she covered everything up and left a note, Let them warm up on their own for a while.

Because of the hangover, He Muyan didn't go to the company today, and Li Xiu thoughtfully called him and told him to rest at home today.

He Muyan was always at ease with him, so he casually confessed a few words to him, and then hung up the phone.

Song Li was arranging the pillows on the sofa beside him, and couldn't help but smile and said to him, "I think Li Xiu is very capable. With his right-hand man, it can save you a lot of trouble."

He Muyan leaned halfway on the sofa, with one arm resting on the back of the chair, and lightly squeezed his fingers on his temples, "Yeah" said: "He has been following me since I came out, he understands my temper very well, and he has also cultivated the temperament that should be There is a tacit understanding."

Song Li nodded, seeing that he still seemed uncomfortable with his eyes closed, walked behind him and rubbed his temples: "Why don't you go to sleep, anyway, you're fine at home today."

He Muyan held his hand and looked up at him: "Li Li, I always leave early and come back late recently. I haven't been at home with you for a long time."

"Is there?" Song Li thought for a while: "It's okay."

He Muyan reminded him: "Counting last weekend I went on a business trip, I haven't been with you properly for almost nineteen days."

Song Li blinked, as if surprised: "It's been so long, I don't feel anything, but you are busy with work, it's understandable."

Knowing that he would have this attitude a long time ago, He Muyan's face slowly sank: "You don't have to always understand me like this. If you have any unhappy things, you can just say it."

Song Li shook his head: "No, I think it's really good now, although it's boring to be alone at home, but sometimes I let Xiaosang come over to accompany me, and occasionally I go to his shop to play, It won't be hard."

He spoke casually, as if he was really satisfied with his current state, He Muyan fell silent, and let go of his hand.

Song Li thought he was getting better, so he came over and sat beside him.

Who knew that just as he sat down, He Muyan stood up suddenly.

Song Li was startled, looked at him and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Go out."

Song Li was a little confused: "Didn't you say that you won't go anywhere at home today?"

He Muyan looked down at him, and twitched the corner of his mouth: "Suddenly thought of something to do."

Song Li said "Oh", with disappointment flashing deep in his eyes, he still forced himself to smile and asked, "Then where are you going? How long are you going to go out? Are you coming back for lunch?"

"I'm not coming back." He Muyan took off his nightgown, turned around and walked upstairs: "Lian Jiu asked me to go out for a drink. I haven't played with him for a long time, and it may be very late before I come back."

Song Li watched his back as he went upstairs, but didn't speak.

He Muyan came down from upstairs in a short while, and had already changed his clothes. Since he was not going to work, he was rarely dressed casually and young, and his hair was not combed back rigidly. The eyebrows and eyes have a faint seductive aura of a young man, really, breathtakingly good-looking.

Song Li's heart hasn't been beating so fast for a long time. If he had seen his husband so handsome in the past, he might have been unable to help but rush forward, but now He Muyan's whole body is full of cold distance, which makes people momentarily Don't dare to approach him.

He Muyan put his hands in his pockets, walked over and looked at him: "I'm leaving."

Song Li looked at him, hesitated for a while, then nodded slightly.

He Muyan gave him another deep look, but still didn't say anything, turned around and walked out with the car keys.

After stopping for a while, there was the sound of a car starting outside. Song Li sat on the sofa in a daze for a while, but he still couldn't help standing up and walking to the window.

He Muyan's car was so far away that only a small black butt was left.

Song Li stared at the small rear of the car for a long time until he couldn't see anything.

Why did you leave?

Didn't you say you want to stay at home with him for a day?

Didn't he himself say that he hasn't been at home with him for nineteen days?

Then how do you go and go again?

Although Song Li still doesn't know what's going on, he can't help but get angry!

He went back to the sofa and sat down again, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, he couldn't help but picked up the pillow that He Muyan was leaning on just now and threw it out forcefully.

pissed him off!

Aunt Chen came over to cook at noon, and saw that the things she prepared in the morning were almost untouched. She thought it was something that didn't suit their appetite. When she asked nervously, Song Li said lazily that there was no need to make lunch. He has no appetite.

Aunt Chen was nervous, afraid that something was wrong with his stomach, so she kept persuading him to ask the doctor to come and have a look.

Song Li nestled on the sofa, not wanting to move lazily, and took some remote controls in his hand to change the channel: "I'm really fine, Aunt Chen, don't worry, look, my stomach is fine, but I'm not hungry, I really don't want to eat."

Aunt Chen is also a person who has given birth to three children. She knelt down and checked the condition of his stomach carefully. After confirming that there was nothing unusual, she was relieved, but she still persuaded him earnestly: "Of course it's better to be fine, but no matter what You must eat all kinds of meals. You are young and don’t understand the dangers of not eating three meals on time. What’s more, you are still pregnant with your baby. Even if you don’t eat, you shouldn’t starve your baby. Be obedient, I’ll cook some later You like to drink fish porridge, how many bowls do you have, ah."

Aunt Chen is too gentle, her tone of patient persuasion is the same as when Song's mother talked to him and coaxed him to eat every time he was sick, Song Li's nose felt a little sore when he heard it, and he looked at her with red eyes, gently Nod lightly.

Aunt Chen reached out and stroked his hair: "Xiao Lier is good."

It may be because she is used to calling her own children. Aunt Chen sometimes calls him Xiaolier suddenly, which sounds quite intimate, like an elder in the family, and Song Li didn't let her change it.

Song Li drank porridge at noon, went for a walk in the yard, and went back upstairs to take a firm nap. When he woke up, it was already dark outside.

After waking up, the first reaction was to touch his phone near the pillow, and he couldn't wait to unlock it to check it. After looking through everything, he didn't find a single message from He Muyan.

It's been a whole day!

Song Li looked at the phone in disbelief, angry and sad, what was going on with this man, in the past even when he was very busy at work, he would try his best to spare time to send him a few messages.

Even if it's just asking him if he has eaten on time, etc. these meaningless daily topics.

But today he wasn't busy with business, he was just drinking and having fun with his friends, and he didn't even have time to send him a message.

Or, he simply forgot himself completely, and forgot that there was such a person in the family as him.

After Song Li got angry, he felt a little cold again, threw the phone back, and stared at the ceiling above his head.

When a person was eating dinner, he suddenly received a video call from his mother. Song Li was listlessly rolling the pasta on the plate with a fork, and he was startled when the video call suddenly rang.

Subconsciously, she pressed the green call button. Mama Song's happy smiling face filled the entire screen, and she called him loudly: "Baby Xiaoli, guess where Mom and Dad are now and what are they doing?"

Her face filled the screen, and Song Li couldn't see the background at all.I just feel that the background sound over there is very noisy, and there is a vague sound of animals calling.

Song Li smiled and said, "You two are old bones, so take it easy and be careful."

"Don't worry, your father and I are stronger, and riding an elephant is no problem."

Papa Song's voice suddenly came from outside the screen, and Song Li asked curiously, "You guys are riding an elephant."

As soon as I finished speaking, I saw the afterimage of a big nose thrown past on the screen, and it seemed that a lot of water was sprayed out. Mother Song screamed excitedly, and hurriedly said to Song Li: "Look, Xiao Li, this elephant How big."

Seeing them having so much fun, Song Li's mood improved a lot, and he held his face together and said, "I see, I see."

Mother Song was forced to take a bath, and she still didn't forget to turn her head and ask him loudly: "Why are you alone, son-in-law, let me have a word with my precious son-in-law."

Hearing her mention of He Muyan, the smile on Song Li's face froze, and he said unnaturally: "He, he is busy with work in the study, you guys play first, as long as he knows you are happy."

Song's mother said "oh", it was too lively there, and she really didn't have the energy to care about his side, so she hung up the phone in a hurry after saying a few words.

As soon as the phone was hung up, the huge living room was silent for an instant. Song Li stared at the phone for a while, and was not in the mood to eat anymore. Seal it and put it in the refrigerator.

A person really has nothing to do, just nestled on the sofa and watched TV for a while, his left ear went in and out of his right ear, and his eyes were not focused all the time. The bell suddenly rang in his ears.

Song Li was so startled that he regained consciousness, and reached out to find his cell phone in a daze.

It turned out to be He Muyan's number.

Song Li's heart skipped a beat for a moment, while thinking in his heart for a whole day, you still know how to make a phone call!One hand pressed the answer button faster than the brain.

"Hey……"

"Sister-in-law!!! Help!!!"

Before he finished his final note, the other party roared louder than him.

Song Li was stunned, this familiar voice was not He Muyan.

"Little Nine?"

"It's me! Sister-in-law, where are you, come and save me! If you don't come, I will be fucked and killed by brother Yan!!!"

Song Li was at a loss, but he was completely refreshed. He sat up from the sofa and asked on the phone: "What's wrong with He Muyan? Don't worry, just talk about it."

Lian Jiu seemed to be cursing for a while, and then shouted into the phone after a while: "It's too late to explain, brother Yan is crazy today, sister-in-law, I know it's so late and I'm bothering you, but now there is nothing but you I really can't think that others can save me, can you come here now."

Hearing his voice, it seemed that he was really forced to the point of no choice, and Song Li also became nervous: "Where are you now, don't worry, I'll go there right away."

Lian Jiu hung up the phone and immediately sent him the location.

Song Li searched for the route with a map, and it wasn't very far. He immediately went upstairs to change his clothes, and hurried out the door.

It's really not suitable for him to drive now, so he had to wear looser clothes as much as possible and go out to take a taxi.

Burning with anxiety along the way, he rushed to the location Lian Jiu had sent him, only to find that it was a bar. Looking at the familiar sign above his head, he couldn't hide his turmoil.

This is the bar where he and He Muyan met for the first time.

Come back after a few months, already things are different.

This point was when the bar business was bustling. Song Li had already wrapped himself up like this, and several people came to strike up a conversation with him along the way.

After finally finding the private room that Lian Jiu had told him about, when he opened the door, he could smell a strong smell of alcohol.

The private room was dimly lit, and the table and the floor were covered with empty wine bottles.

There were several people inside, all of them were sleeping staggeringly. For a moment, Song Li couldn't tell who was who, so he just stood in the middle and shouted, "He Muyan!"

This voice woke most people up, and several people looked up to him in a daze.

Lian Jiu was also woken up by his roar, got up and retched twice, and walked towards him with heavy steps.

"Sister-in-law, you are here."

Song Li saw his face clearly, frowned and said, "Why are you all drinking like this, He Muyan?"

Lian Jiu supported the table and waved at him: "Don't, don't mention it, we drink like this, and it's all thanks to Brother Yan, vomit, Brother Yan."

Song Li didn't want to hear his nonsense, so he continued to look around: "Where's He Muyan?"

"Brother Yan, Brother Yan is over there..." Lian Jiu stretched out his finger in a direction, the light over there was darker, from him, he could only see a figure lying half-lying on the sofa, but his face could not be seen.

Song Li walked straight over, and almost tripped over the road full of wine bottles.

In fact, his temper was already on the rise, and he walked over and snatched the wine bottle from the man on the sofa.

"Have you had enough?"

There was a lot of alcohol around the sofa, and He Muyan didn't know how much he had drunk, and his consciousness was still not clear, so he raised his eyes to look at Song Li, turned his head and smiled and said, "Do you want to drink with me too?"

Song Li looked at him in disbelief, he didn't even recognize himself.

The hand holding the wine bottle trembled violently, Song Li closed his eyes, and said patiently, "I'll count to three, you go back with me, if you don't leave after three times, you won't be able to see me from tomorrow on." .”

He Muyan didn't know if he understood what he said, but looked up at him with confusion in his black pupils.

Song Li watched him start counting: "One..."

He uttered every word slowly and indifferently, and the other people in the private room felt the unusual atmosphere here, and they all turned aside one after another.

One of the drunk people asked him inexplicably: "Brother Jiu, what's the situation with this guy? He looks good, but how dare he talk to Brother Yan like that, is he going to die?"

Lian Jiu raised his hand and gave him a brain blow: "I don't think you want to live anymore, do you know who this person is? It's the sister-in-law that your brother Yan has been thinking about since he was drunk."

This person became sober after being hit by him, and nodded "Oh": "So he is sister-in-law, he looks so good-looking, if I were Brother Yan, I would talk about it like a baby every day."

Lian Jiu didn't bother to pay attention to him, seeing that Song Li was about to count to three, she hurriedly wiped the cold sweat off her brow and walked over: "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, don't be angry, you don't even know, Brother Yan has been talking to you before you came I'm calling your name, keep calling, keep calling, he won't listen to anyone talking to him, I'm really afraid that something will happen if he drinks it, otherwise I wouldn't call you in the middle of the night."

Song Li ignored him, and slowly counted to the last "three".

Glancing at the person on the sofa again, he turned around and was about to walk away.

Lian Jiu tried to persuade him anxiously, but a hand grabbed his wrist from behind fiercely, with such force that it hurt him a lot.

"Li Li." He Muyan's voice was painful and fragile, and seemed to be trembling imperceptibly: "Li Li, don't go..."

Song Lihan's expression loosened slightly, he looked back at him, and sighed softly: "Wouldn't you be able to recognize me well?"

He Muyan shook his head, pulled him to his side, put his hands around his waist, buried his face in his chest, and gently rubbed against him like a child.

"Lili, Lili, I miss you so much..."

Song Li looked down at him, and his eyes gradually softened: "I don't think I'll go home yet, messing around here."

He Muyan didn't seem to be able to hear what he said, he just followed his heart and kept repeating what he wanted to say, "Li Li, I miss you, don't go" and so on, over and over again, tirelessly.

Lian Jiu said next to him: "Look, sister-in-law, Brother Yan has been like this all the time before you came here, like a repeater, who can't listen to anyone talking to him, and drinks from bottle to bottle, what about the people in our house? , let him lie down."

Song Li turned to look at him: "Then why don't you call me earlier."

Lian Jiu timidly: "It's not like you've been taking Brother Yan so seriously recently. We asked him to come out several times and he didn't agree. It's so easy to have an opportunity, and I don't want to just miss it."

Song Li glared at him, feeling as if he had heard some joke: "I think he is watching closely?"

Lian Jiu was afraid that he would get angry, so she quickly waved her hands and smiled: "No, no, I'm talking nonsense, I drank too much and my tongue doesn't work, don't take it wrong, sister-in-law."

Song Li wanted to scold him a few more words, but the hand around his waist suddenly tightened tightly.

His stomach ached a bit, and he looked down strangely.

He Muyan was still buried in his arms, his voice muffled, a little aggrieved: "Li Li, don't talk to others."

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-05-3118:53:12~2021-06-0113:12:11期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of spicy hot pot fragrance; 10 bottles of dyldylqyl; let me die of fat! 5 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!