Husband who is five years younger, he flirts again

Song Li was in a bad mood, and his whole body was filled with a heavy low air pressure all day long.

The teachers in the office saw him sleepy, and tried to adjust the atmosphere to divert his attention, but after seeing that he was really not interested, they stopped forcing him.

Xu Shanshan had a pair of discerning eyes, and concluded that he had quarreled with her boyfriend, so let it go.

Hey, these cqls who are in the blessing and don't know the blessing, she is so sour.

When school was over in the afternoon, Tian Fu went to the bureau and said that today's salary was a good day, and several people went out to get together.

Xu Shanshan was the first to jump up and agree. It's rare that Mr. Tian, ​​a strict wife, is willing to use her small treasury to serve everyone, so he shouldn't be slaughtered.

Song Li saw that they were all in high spirits. He was not in the mood at first, but thinking about getting off work so early today, he didn't seem to have much to do when he went back.

And even if he went back, what he had to face was still a big house with only him alone, it was deserted, it was miserable to think about it.

The place to drink was chosen by Xu Shanshan, she is still a little girl, young people are always sensitive to this kind of place of drinking and pleasure, so she just thought of an izakaya she had been to before, a few people asked for a private room, and the door opened Close, just get up.

Even people's teachers have to allow others to properly liberate their restless souls.

Among the teachers, Xu Shanshan and another female teacher, Li Yunqiang, can still drink. Tian Fukong has a beer belly, and his face turns red and his neck thick after drinking two glasses.

Song Li is not considered to be able to drink, but he is also restrained when drinking. Others drink half a glass, leisurely, eat more and drink less, so it is not easy to get drunk.

In time for dinner, the izakaya's business was booming, and it was bustling outside, and their private room was also not quiet. Li Yunqiang got drunk, and dragged other people to complain about the trifles of her family.

Most of them are people with families. This kind of topic is most likely to resonate, and they can't stop talking about it.

Song Li didn't interfere, just sat beside him and listened silently, occasionally picking up a side dish with chopsticks.

Xu Shanshan came up to him while eating, and touched him with a wine glass: "Mr. Song, do you know that you and their ordinary people are not from the same world at all. I just turned around to see you sitting Here, a word pops into my mind, do you know what?"

From this tone, it was clear that she had drunk too much, Song Li smiled cooperatively and asked, "What word?"

Xu Shan shook his fingers, and his small face showed a gorgeous blush: "Banxian, really, you sit here and just smile like this, without any vulgarity, just want people to hold you up, afraid of those Something dirty you."

Song Li didn't expect her to hold back such a word, and shook his head with a smile: "Mr. Xu, you drank too much."

Xu Xing shook his head, lying on the table, dizzy, but still forced to look at him with one eye: "Really, Teacher Song, you, you are different from them, you are different from everyone else. , you, you are very clean and look good..."

All incoherent, Song Li shook his head, took off the wine glass in her hand, and patted her on the head: "Little girl, please drink less outside."

The private room was in a mess, and if the voice was quieter when speaking, Song Li might not be able to hear clearly. Song Li only cared about appeasing Xu Shining, and didn't notice the vibrating mobile phone on the table at all.

When the third ring rang and ended automatically, the person who made the call finally lost his patience. He put down his phone and stared at the screen for a while, raising his hand to pinch the space between his eyebrows.

Li Xiu glanced at him through the rearview mirror, and asked cautiously, "Has Mr. Song not picked up yet?"

He Muyan lowered his eyes and didn't speak.

Li Xiu stopped talking and asked again: "Then where are we going now?"

"go home."

They went home, black and white.

Li Xiu could feel the cold air coming from the side.

He moved quietly.

He Muyan walked to the sofa, sat down, stretched out his hands to pull on his tie, his movements were fidgety and disorganized.

"Where is he going?"

Li Xiu replied on the side: "You can call and ask."

He Muyan raised his eyes and glanced at him: "He doesn't answer the phone."

Li Xiu dripped sweat and closed his mouth, he forgot about it.

After another moment of silence, He Muyan pinched the phone, looking very tired.

After all, Li Xiu couldn't bear to see their boss like this. After thinking about it, he tried to speak: "Boss, Mr. Song probably won't stay home for no reason. When did you meet last time? Did you say anything?"

He Muyan looked at him: "The last time we met was this morning, and we talked a few words."

There were only two sentences, Li Xiumo smiled and said nothing, it really was their boss's style.

"Then... did Mr. Song look different at that time?"

He Muyan leaned on the sofa, put one hand on his forehead, and thought for a while: "He seems to be angry?"

If you are angry, you will be angry, and you still need to use interrogative sentences?

Li Xiu was puzzled: "Mr. Song seems to have a very gentle and humble personality, he doesn't seem like someone who would lose his temper for no reason."

Gentle and humble?He Muyan remembered the way he slammed the door in the morning, and smiled: "Don't be fooled by his appearance, he has a big temper."

Oh, is that right? That's the little love between you husband and wife. Li Xiu didn't dare to ask, didn't dare to ask.

He Muyan was more puzzled than him, and frowned: "Why is he angry?"

Good question, Li Xiu also really wants to know, Song Li's seemingly harmless little white rabbit, how their boss pissed him off.

"Is it because I asked him to make breakfast." On the other side, He Muyan has already started to self-examine: "But it's obvious that he himself said that he wants someone to accompany him to have breakfast."

"It's because I went home too late last night, but I have a job, so I can't have so much time to come back to accompany him."

After talking about this, He Muyan's expression obviously became impatient, he looked up at Li Xiu, and said solemnly, "Does he ask for too much?"

Li Xiu gasped, with a stiff professional smile on his face.

How could he subtly wake up their boss, "I hope that my husband will go home early every day to spend more time with his family, which is the most basic and common demand of new wives all over the world" without losing his own Decent job yet.

He thought for a while, and felt that it was better for him not to take this risk lightly. He looked around and wisely changed the subject first.

"Boss, let me get you something to drink."

He Muyan ignored him, and Li Xiu went to the kitchen on his own initiative.

As He Muyan's personal assistant and secretary driver, he may be more familiar with every corner of He Muyan's house than He Muyan himself.

For example, he was afraid that their boss would not care about his body, and would only drink alcohol or eat some unhealthy fast food instead of taking in other nutrients. He would occasionally stuff some simple and nutritious things like milk, bread and eggs into the refrigerator.

Of course, he didn't expect He Muyan to cook these ingredients himself, but he could come over and cook them occasionally when he was free.

Li Xiu remembered that when he came to send the boss home a few days ago, he just bought some eggs and ham and put them in the refrigerator.

It's just that all of them are gone now, replaced by plates full of metal covers.

He came out in surprise: "Boss, has Miss Conch come to your house?"

Don't blame him for being so surprised. He Muyan has a strong sense of private domain. Except for the aunt who comes to clean regularly, he usually doesn't let anyone he doesn't know well enter his home.

It's even more impossible for him to cook such a refrigerator dish and cover it so delicately.

He Muyan reprimanded him: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Li Xiu didn't know where the courage came from, and pointed to the refrigerator to defend himself: "There are all vegetables in it, and it looks like it has been carefully prepared. Have you hired a babysitter these two days?"

"How is it possible..." He Muyan didn't finish his sentence, as if he had thought of something, he got up and walked towards the kitchen.

Li Xiu didn't lie to him, this refrigerator was full, it was completely different from the one he usually used to hold wine, it really looked like a virtuous conch girl came here.

He Muyan's frowning brows slowly relaxed, and he said in a deep voice, "I know why he's angry."

Li Xiu "hmm", looked at the refrigerator, then looked at He Muyan's face, and suddenly understood.

"The boss means that these dishes are all from Mr. Song..."

He Muyan nodded, took another look at the plates, and turned to leave the kitchen.

Li Xiu closed the refrigerator, sighed that Mr. Song was really capable, and followed him out.

He Muyan sat back on the sofa again, this time his face was no longer gloomy, but his brows were slightly furrowed, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Naturally, Li Xiu didn't dare to speculate on the boss's thoughts, but he couldn't control his mouth and sighed: "Mr. Song must have been waiting for a long time last night by himself. It's really hard to prepare such a sumptuous dinner for him."

Hearing this, He Muyan's expression seemed to loosen a bit, and he tapped his fingers on the back of the sofa: "I'm working, I don't know he did these things."

After a pause, he continued: "Since you have done everything, you can call me..."

He stopped suddenly in the middle of speaking.

Li Xiu glanced at his expression, and probably guessed it: "Boss, you haven't exchanged mobile phone numbers with Mr. Song, have you?"

He Muyan pursed his lips and remained silent.

"Then, have you added WeChat?"

He Muyan pursed his lips even tighter, with a bad expression on his face.

Well, Li Xiu was ashamed, the disease was settled.

"Li Xiu." He Muyan called him suddenly.

"Boss, please tell me." Li Xiu immediately cheered up.

"what time is it now."

Li Xiu raised his wrist: "A quarter past eleven."

He Muyan pondered for a moment before speaking softly: "He must have been in the same mood last night."

Li Xiu remained silent. As a qualified personal secretary, at this time he should be loyal and responsible to say some nice words to comfort the boss, but at this moment he didn't want to do that at all.

After following He Muyan for so many years, this is the first time I saw such an expression on his face.

How should I put it, the current He Muyan is very much like a person, a person who has joys and sorrows, making people feel that he is also a normal person who can express his emotions.