Husband who is five years younger, he flirts again

After Song Li asked Mother Song to call Dr. Wu for help, Dr. Wu came to the door not long after, gave Niannian a general look, and said that he was just a little frightened and nothing serious, at most he had a fever. A little sweat will be fine, children are easily frightened, so don't worry too much about it.

Listening to him say that Song Li put his heart into his stomach, sent Dr. Wu away, but when he wanted to go back to the room, Song's mother stopped him, asked him to sit down with a serious face, and said that he had something to say to him.

Song Li is actually very tired now, and he is not in the mood to chat with her at all, but seeing her firm attitude, he can only sit down and listen to her.

Song's mother poured him a glass of water, and after a moment of silence, she said softly: "Xiao Li, you can't be perfunctory when mom asks you, you have to tell me honestly."

Song Li's slender fingers gently rubbed the water glass, lowered his eyes and nodded slightly.

Seeing his appearance, Song's mother sighed lightly: "Did you and Xiaohe quarrel?"

Song Li was stunned, subconsciously looked up at her, then shook his head lightly: "No."

Mother Song put on a straight face: "I just said to be honest, isn't it disobedient?"

Song Li pursed his lips and turned away from looking at her.

Song's mother tapped on the coffee table with the ruler for measuring clothes beside her: "Song Li, did your father and I teach you to avoid things when you were young?"

Hearing her tone, it seemed that she was about to get angry. Song Li turned around, looked at Song's mother's serious expression, and said helplessly, "Mom, don't ask about this matter. It's about me and him."

"Mom shouldn't ask about the matter of you two." Mother Song put down her ruler and said earnestly, "It's just that Mom knows your temper best. You're a boring gourd. You always keep everything in your heart. That kid Xiaohe doesn't care too much." Unlike someone who likes to express yourself, mom is afraid that the two of you will be head-to-head. If you don’t say what you should say well, you will hurt each other later. If this was the past, it would be right for you to be young. Mom won’t bother I don't care about you, but it's different now, you've already had years, and as fathers, you can't always do things so capriciously, relying entirely on your own impulses, relationships have to be managed, and marriages are even more so, Xiao Li, can you understand what Mom said?"

Song Mama's words fell into his ears word by word, and Song Li's fingers were digging at the bottom of the cup. After a long time, she nodded her head lightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "I see, Mom."

Mother Song knew that he had listened, so she got up and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't be too horny, if you have something to say, it's better to say it as soon as possible."

After Mama Song finished speaking, she got up and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner. Song Li sat on the sofa alone and sat silently for a long, long time.

It may be because I was really frightened, and as Dr. Wu said, Niannian really suddenly developed a low-grade fever at night. Fortunately, Dr. Wu left some medicine before he left. I'm asleep, and I'll be fine once I wake up.

It's just easy to say, it's not so easy to coax a child if he really has a fever, he just keeps making trouble, humming and chirping non-stop, and he doesn't want to lie on the bed, so he has to be hugged and coaxed all the time.

But he still recognizes people every year, not with Song's mother, nor with Song's father, he must be hugged by Song Li, don't look at his eyes closed, as long as he can't smell Song Li, he will definitely leave Xiao Mouth crying loudly.

Song Li was really scared, she didn't do anything all night, she hugged him and dangled around, Mother Song saw him working hard, she came in a few times and wanted to help him, but Niannian was unwilling, Song Li had no choice , I had to let Song's mother go back to rest first.

Once the child got sick, the whole family had to toss and turn. Mother Song and Father Song listened carefully in the master bedroom next door. They didn't know that they had finally fallen asleep until they couldn't hear Nian Nian's crying. , the old couple are in the mood to sleep with them.

It's just that I'm sorry for Song Li, he put Nian Nian on the bed with great difficulty, his waist almost broke together, he broke out in a cold sweat due to the pain, his arms were trembling all the time, he couldn't even lift them with soreness, he never knew how to hug Such a tiring job for such a small child.

He simply turned over and lay on the bed, his limbs spread out from exhaustion, and he didn't want to take off his clothes.

Although the room is very warm, it will still be cold if you lie down without taking off your clothes, but Song Li just doesn't want to move, he closes his eyes and pretends to be dead, so that in the end he doesn't know when he falls asleep from exhaustion up.

Song Li was sleepy and had a very bad dream. He dreamed about the incident in the afternoon. The gangster rushed towards them with the shining fruit knife. In the dream, Song Li couldn't move his hands and feet. With all his strength, he couldn't protect Nian Nian in his arms at all. Seeing that the sharp knife point was about to stab Nian Nian, he yelled miserably, and woke up covered in cold sweat.

The mobile phone next to him kept buzzing. Song Li raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his brow, only to realize that his hand was still shaking non-stop.

Fumbling for the phone, it was the one that He Muyan had owned before he gave it to him, and it had been left here and never taken away.

Seeing the familiar name on the caller ID, all the fear, fear, grievance and exhaustion in his heart surged up at this moment. He couldn't control his emotions at all, although his brain knew that he was still angry with him. He answered the call, but he still pressed the answer button in disbelief.

"Hey……"

Song Li didn't even know that his voice was like this, like a child who had been greatly wronged, he wanted to give himself a comforting hug immediately after hearing it.

"Li Li!" He Muyan's voice was originally a little anxious and anxious, but when he heard his tone, all the panic and eagerness disappeared in an instant, and when he spoke again, there was only gentleness and comfort in his tone: "Li Li , what's the matter, what happened?"

Song Li wondered if everyone couldn't stand others being gentle to him at this time, the more gentle he was, the more he couldn't hold back his emotions, and even faintly cried: "What time is it, what time are you calling?" What are you doing on the phone, I'm still mad at you..."

Seeing that he was still willing to talk to him, He Muyan was obviously relieved, and said in a low voice, "Lili, I apologize to you first, but no matter what it is, we should make it clear in person, don't go to places I don't know , don’t let me lose sight of you, I’ll be scared.”

Even when he was wronged, Song Li sniffled: "Don't come here, it's impossible for you not to know where I am now."

He Muyan gave a low "hmm": "I know, but I can't see you and the baby, so I feel very flustered."

Speaking of the baby, Song Li turned over carefully, and glanced at Nian Nian who was sleeping soundly next to him, the little guy was sleeping peacefully now, like a little angel, but he was not so cute when he was tossing around at night up.

Thinking of this, Song Li couldn't help being a little angry, and cursed at the phone: "You have the nerve to say, I'm about to be tortured by your precious son today, you don't even know how annoying he is when he makes trouble. Like a devil, it doesn't let people rest for a moment."

Hearing what he said, He Muyan immediately asked worriedly, "Niannian feels unwell again?"

The two of them are very familiar with Niannian's personality, the little guy seldom cries, basically he has a good temperament, if one day it is really difficult to coax and cries non-stop, it is probably because of his body Where is it uncomfortable?

Song Li looked sideways at the little guy: "I had a low-grade fever that night, and kept teasing me for almost two hours. I hugged him so much that my arm was almost useless, and I'm useless now."

He Muyan was silent for a while, and tried to ask him in a very low voice: "Li Li, I'll go and see if you are all right."

Song Li couldn't say it well, he was still angry, but he didn't know if it was because he had such a horrible dream just now in the dead of night, He Muyan's voice sounded extremely gentle, Song Li held the phone Wen Tun hesitated for a while, but in the end he was defeated by the deepest desire in his heart.

"Then I'll give you 5 minutes. If I don't come in 5 minutes, I will go to sleep."

He Muyan was still very excited at first, but when he heard what he said later, he called him helplessly: "Li Li..."

Song Li suppressed a smile and hung up the phone.

Knowing that he would definitely not be able to make it in 5 minutes, Song Li simply fell asleep in no hurry, turned on the small lamp by the bedside, and took out the unfinished book from the drawer to continue reading.

After 10 minutes passed, he only read two pages, and from time to time he glanced at the alarm clock next to him, and he didn't even pay attention to what was on these two pages.

Song Li could hardly bear himself, and he didn't know who was tormenting this quarrel.

In the final analysis, Song Li thought about why this fight was a quarrel, and now he thought it was a bit outrageous.

What is he angry with He Muyan? Is he angry with him for installing a location on his phone? Calm down and think about it. Actually, there is nothing wrong with it. Come to think of it, Gao Ming's incident at that time should also be due to this positioning, which allowed He Muyan to find him so quickly and smoothly, and finally saved himself from a disaster.

So in the final analysis, the behavior of pretending to be a position is not completely worthless, but what he can't accept is that He Muyan chooses to do this behind his back. He feels that it is his right to control his whereabouts anytime, anywhere. , and did not intend to tell him at all.

As soon as Song Li thought of this, he felt chills in his heart. He and He Muyan were husband and wife, and their relationship was already so close. Why would there still be such an act of unilaterally thinking that it was for the benefit of the other party, or even completely disrespecting the other party.

He is afraid, afraid that He Muyan is only because he wants to control him, and his feelings for him are also based on his possessive desire. He is not sure how much love mixed with such deformed possessive desire can be regarded as love .

In addition, what happened to Qin Lang has been disturbing him for the past few days. What happened in the exhibition hall in the afternoon almost hurt Niannian. He Muyan appeared in front of him at such a time, and did not give him the hug and comfort he needed most at that time , but asked him where he went so indifferently.

Song Li thinks about it now, even though he has calmed down now, if the same situation happened in the afternoon again, he would still be unable to control his emotions and collapse again.

Thinking about it this way, he couldn't help but get even more angry. Song Li threw the book aside, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, stepped on the carpet and walked around twice. Stop, you must do something to divert your attention.

The phone rang again, Song Li thought, the person who vented his anger had finally come, but he didn't answer it, and went out of the bedroom to open the door.

The living room was very dark, afraid of waking Mama Song and the others in the next room, Song Li didn't turn on the light, and staggered to open the door in the dark.

As soon as the door was opened, a cold white light flashed in front of his eyes, like the light of a mobile phone screen. Song Li looked intently and found that it was He Muyan who was still holding his mobile phone and waiting for him to answer the call.

She couldn't help laughing and said softly to him: "What are you waiting for, idiot."

He Muyan was stunned for a moment, put down his phone and looked at him.

Song Li waited for a while, seeing that he was still in a daze, he was so angry that he wanted to close the door again.

He Muyan seemed to have just reacted, stretched out a foot to block the door, people squeezed in, and directly hugged Song Li with one hand.

Song Li exclaimed in shock, and was afraid that the sound would disturb the people in the room, so he immediately covered his mouth with his hand.

"Li Li." He Muyan felt cold all over his body, his cheeks buried in his neck were also cold and wet, his voice was hoarse and rough, and it was difficult for him to breathe with the arms wrapped around his waist.

Song Li shivered from the icy temperature of his body, but his body was covered with goose bumps from excitement, and he didn't know why he was so excited.

It's just returning to the embrace that he misses day and night, it's really useless.

He Muyan had already lowered his head and kissed him. Song Li was so disturbed by his tongue that he couldn't breathe, and his back was pressed against the wall, which was painful.

"Li Li." He Muyan bit his ear: "I miss you so much."

Song Li panted heavily in his arms, like a dying fish.

He Muyan picked him up again, smelling the sweet milky smell on his body, and couldn't help but smell it a couple more times.

Song Li slowed down, hung his legs around his waist, and urged him softly: "It's cold, go in first."

He Muyan hugged him and walked into the room, kissing him a few more times while walking.

Song Li felt that he was bored to death, so he pushed his head with his hand: "Go in first, go in."

The room was very warm, as soon as Song Li came in, he felt alive again, He Muyan hugged him and walked to the bed, seeing Nian Nian sleeping soundly on the bed under the yellowish light.

The delicate little face was red and pink in sleep, like a delicious glutinous rice dumpling.

He Muyan's eyes softened, and he softly asked the person in his arms: "Has the Niannian fever subsided?"

"Retired." Song Li lay on his shoulders, lazily: "I took his temperature again in the middle of the night, and took the medicine again, and the fever will no longer be present."

He Muyan nodded, carefully sat down on the bed, let Song Li sit on him with his legs apart, raised his head and pecked his lips: "Li Li..."

"……Um?"

"Are you still mad at me?"

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作者有话要说：感谢在2021-06-1418:21:51~2021-06-1519:09:23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 who cast the landmine: Flowers are not flowers, and the curtain is unknown;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 30 bottles of Buer; 7 bottles of Loulan Yuejin;

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