Husband who is five years younger, he flirts again

The above conversation sounds boring and naive at first, but Song Li didn't think so at all before asking.

After all, he and He Muyan had only met each other a few times, and even though they had hurriedly obtained the certificate, it was a legal cohabitation relationship, but it didn't mean that the two of them could accept each other and sleep together in the same bed.

Even if he didn't mind, then He Muyan, who seemed so noble, would probably mind a little bit.

It turned out that He Muyan didn't mind at all.

It's better to say that he has no feeling at all about this matter, not only about the fact that they share a room and a bed, but even the matter of their obtaining the certificate itself, he has never shown too much from the beginning to the end. obvious emotions.

He is too bland, too calm, like an AI without emotion.

Judging from his actions and mood swings so far, Song Li has every reason to believe that this person obtained the certificate from him to cope with their family's urging marriage, and just to complete a task.

So what is he, a piece of data that helps AI complete deduction tasks.

There are tens of thousands of this data in the world, and he is just one who happened to be selected.

If the subsequent deduction process finds that he is not effective, it is entirely possible to delete it at any time.

Completely erased from his life trajectory, leaving no trace.

That was so tragic.

Song Li couldn't help but let his brain expand for a while, and entered the master bedroom that He Muyan had told him about. Compared with the luxury of the living room, the bedroom was much simpler and more elegant, with a European-style decoration style. The feeling is quite similar.

Song Li put his luggage in an inconspicuous corner. Without He Muyan's permission, he didn't want to destroy this private space that should only belong to him.

There is a bathroom in the bedroom, and He Muyan seems to be busy with something outside, so Song Li plans to take a shower at this time.

In fact, he has already washed it once at home, but after all, he drank with Xue Sang, and he was afraid that he still smelled of alcohol.

On the way here by car, He Muyan never asked to close the window, Song Li felt that he didn't like the smell of alcohol.

After taking a shower, He Muyan was already in the bedroom. He seemed to have taken a shower outside. He was wearing silk pajamas and was half lying on the bed reading a book. A few strands of wet hair hung down from his forehead. His side face was covered with a furry warm light.

This kind of He Muyan suddenly became full of life, which is another kind of style.

Song Li was a little nervous for no reason, holding on to the towel to dry his hair, he stood there without moving.

He Muyan also raised his head, put down his book and looked at him.

He looked at Song Li from top to bottom, licking his body undisguisedly like a tongue of fire.

After taking a bath, Song Li changed into his vest and shorts, which seemed to be a new set, and the color was different from the one he wore in his own home just now.

His skin is fair, and this kind of clothes reveals a lot. The pink neck and chest that have been steamed in hot water can be clearly seen. His two arms are slender and slender, and his waist is also thin. She was very beautiful, but she was too thin, and looked a little fragile.

Such a thin body gradually overlapped with the memory of that night.

He Muyan lowered his eyelashes, his voice was hoarse: "Are you all in this kind of pajamas?"

"Ah?" Song Li looked down and tugged at the hem of his clothes: "Yes, it's summer, I'm afraid of the heat, so it's comfortable to wear."

He Muyan said "um", "Come and sleep, it's getting late."

Song Li nodded, threw a dry towel on his head and wiped it casually a few times, it was almost half dry, then put down the towel and walked carefully towards the bed.

Press the mattress as lightly as possible to climb up, lifted the corner of the quilt and got inside, just as the back of the head touched the pillow, there was a "snap" next to it, the small orange light by the bed was turned off, and the whole room fell into silence instantly in the darkness.

Song Li opened his eyes, trying to ignore the breathing of another man beside him.

He hasn't slept in the same bed with anyone for a long time, and although Xue Sang often went to live with him, he never let that kid climb into his bed.

So he was really afraid that he would suffer from insomnia tonight because he couldn't get used to it.

He Muyan slept very quietly, and even the sound of breathing was steady and soft. Song Li was afraid that the sound of his breathing would be too rough, and he would be kicked out of bed.

His worry was obviously unfounded, he was too nervous, his breathing was several times lighter than usual, and he could even go directly to cosplay dead bodies, definitely a hundred times stronger than those unprofessional group performers in Hengdian.

He kept lying in this position for a long time, but Song Li still didn't fall asleep. He even felt that the nerves in his brain became more and more hypersensitive, and he could hear every slight movement in the darkness clearly.

Just like when he felt the person next to him move slightly, Song Li immediately tightened his body, and after a while he found that he didn't make any further movements, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, before she could relax for a second, He Muyan suddenly said, "Are you asleep?"

Song Li's heart went up and down and he almost lost his strength. After a while, he replied in a low voice: "I can't sleep, maybe I'm a little sleepy."

He Muyan let out a "hmm" and his voice was a little hoarse: "It's easy to suffer from insomnia in bed, you need to do other things that help you sleep to divert your attention."

He spoke seriously, Song Li was aroused and asked, "What's the matter?"

The quilt next to him moved, and He Muyan might have turned over slightly. When he spoke again, his voice sounded hoarse: "Do .ai, is it okay?"

Song Li's hands under the quilt froze, and subconsciously turned his head to look to the side.

As expected, He Muyan had already turned to his side, his eyes were astonishingly bright in the darkness.

Song Li swallowed hard.

He swore he hadn't thought about it at all, not at all.

But in such a quiet night, in such an ambiguous atmosphere, after He Muyan said that again, he suddenly felt his body start to heat up a little.

Seeing that he didn't respond for a long time, He Muyan said again: "If you don't want to..."

"Okay."

Song Li wanted to bite off his tongue, why was he so impatient, as if he was afraid that He Muyan would regret it and would not do it with him.

Doesn't it seem that he is very anxious!

He didn't know if He Muyan thought of him that way, but he knew that when he turned over and leaned over him, his face was so hot that it was almost on fire.

Suddenly he was very glad that the light was not turned on, otherwise He Muyan must have found it funny when he saw his blushing face.

His hands fumbled for a while, as if looking for something, he paused.

Song Li couldn't help shaking, thinking about He Muyan's actions just now, and suddenly realized that he should be looking for buttons.

But I was wearing a big vest.

He Muyan lowered his head and pressed it against his ear, breathing scaldingly hot.

Song Li trembled, and heard He Muyan whisper in his ear: "Don't wear this kind of clothes in the future, it's too erotic."

Um?Is the big vest still sexy?Do you have to wear long-sleeved clothes with buttons to be lustful?

Unexpectedly, He Muyan had such a face, and he was still an old feudalist at heart.

Song Li snapped back to his senses, suddenly a little scared, and subconsciously reached out to grab the clothes of the person on his body.

Embarrassed and whispered: "You, take it easy, I don't have much experience."

He Muyan seemed to be taken aback, and asked him in a low voice: "Is this the first time last time?"

Song Li's ears felt hot, and he muttered "uh".

He Muyan paused for a few seconds. Although it was in the dark, Song Li felt that he smiled slightly.

It was only for such a short moment, and before he could take a second look to confirm it carefully, He Muyan tore off his shirt, and the action was obviously much rougher than before.

In the following time, Song Li completely lost his initiative. He Muyan's actions were not gentle, but he could feel his restraint.

The long first half of the night passed, and he was almost unconscious when he was taken to the bathroom for cleaning.

He slept very soundly in the second half of the night.

He Muyan didn't lie to him, this method could successfully solve the problem of insomnia.

After sleeping soundly all night, I still opened my eyes on time the next morning when the biological clock was up.

He Muyan got up earlier than him, and the other half of the bed was already completely cold.

Song Li got up to put on his clothes, his body felt fine, his waist was a little sore, and there was a little pain in that area, and there was nothing particularly unbearable about it.

Wash up first, it’s still early to leave for work. Generally, if there is enough time, he will choose to make breakfast at home, and then eat while watching the news. I feel very happy.

It's just that he's not in his own home after all, and he doesn't know He Muyan's habits, so he shouldn't be too casual. He walked to the living room, looked around, and decided to visit the kitchen first.

The windows in the kitchen are bright and clean, not a speck of dust can be seen on the glazed table, and the kitchen utensils are also shiny and brand new. At first glance, it looks like a decoration.

He opened the refrigerator without hope, and unexpectedly saw a box of eggs and two packs of toast inside, as well as some vacuum-packed ham and canned beer. Angry.

He was thinking about what good things he could make with these simple ingredients, when he heard some slight movements from outside.