Blame him for being too pretty

Song Guanxing's eyes fell on the Snow Island card again, and the ominous premonition became more and more serious.

Before Song Yuhe was only dependent on Bo Qiao, Song Guanxing could still convince himself that it was because Bo Qiao was the first to be nice to the good cub, and he was so clingy to Bo Qiao when he had a baby bird complex.

but now……

Song Guanxing could no longer deceive himself and others.

Song Guanxing gently stroked Song Yuhe's head, and said softly, "Xiao Zhi."

Song Yuhe was still playing cards, he noticed that Song Guanxing's tone was very strange, and looked up at him suspiciously: "Huh?"

"You asked me before that you can fall in love when you are an adult..." Song Guanxing forced himself to smile, and hesitated for a long time before saying the name, "Is it because of Bao Qiao?"

Song Yuhe froze, his first reaction was to stretch out his arms to hug Song Guanxing's waist, bump his head into his arms, and let out a soft whimper.

Song Guanxing almost got a mouthful of old blood from being knocked out by a small cannonball, and forced himself to stabilize his body. Feeling Song Yuhe rubbing against his waist, he whimpered but didn't speak, and said with difficulty: "My dear boy, you were stabbed!" Mind, do you want to kill your brother to silence him?"

Song Yuhe grabbed the clothes on Song Guanxing's waist back and forth, ripping the ironed suit material into wrinkles.

He rubbed his head for a while, then carefully raised his head, and said timidly: "I, I don't know, this question seems very strange, I don't know how to answer, I want to find a place to hide."

Song Guanxing: "..."

Song Guanxing couldn't understand his younger brother's brain circuit: "What's so strange?"

Song Yuhe had seen a lot of dating and chasing two hundred articles before, and he was in a state of ignorance about love and love, so he didn't think there was anything to be ashamed about.

But now that Song Guanxing poked it out so directly, he felt his heart beating inexplicably, his face turned red, and he could have found a place to hide.

——It seems that he can't see or hear, so he doesn't have to face this kind of problem that makes him so strange.

Song Yuhe put his forehead on his waist, still dragging his hands there, muttering, "I don't know, I don't know."

The more he said he didn't know, the more scared Song Guanxing felt.

——When Song Yuhe bluntly said that he wanted to fall in love with Bo Qiao before, Song Guanxing had never been so frightened.

Song Guanxing pulled his hand away, squatted down, and said earnestly: "Xiaozhi, you heard from my brother..."

Song Yuhe didn't want to hear it, so he rushed forward and hooked his neck with his hands, and started tossing the fabric on Song Guanxing's back with his fingers, and muttered: "Don't say it, it's too strange."

Song Guanxing was out of breath: "Xiaozhi..."

At this moment, someone knocked on the door outside, and Bao Qiao's voice came.

"I'm ready."

If it was normal, Song Yuhe would have abandoned his elder brother without conscience, and ran towards Bao Qiao's embrace happily, but this time Song Yuhe froze all over, hugging Song Guanxing even more fiercely, and desperately pressed his face into Song Guanxing's neck Buried, looking like he wanted to hide himself again.

Song Guanxing: "..."

Song Guanxing had no choice but to get angry at him, so he could only hug Song Yuhe and put him on the chair.

Song Guanxing was about to open the door when Song Yuhe grabbed him and said nervously, "Where are you going?"

Song Guanxing glared at him angrily: "My clothes are all wrinkled by you, will it make people laugh if I don't change them?"

Song Yuhe's kung fu has ruined two sets of clothes, he withdrew his hand in embarrassment, and watched Song Guanxing go to open the door.

Bo Qiao had already changed her clothes, leaned on the door frame and looked at Song Yuhe, wondering, "What's wrong? Aren't you going to play?"

As soon as Song Yuhe saw him, he thought of the phrase he said just now, "If I grow up healthy", his face burned up again.

What he didn't say later probably made him too ashamed, Song Yuhe got up from the chair and ran a few steps, plunged into the soft big bed, rolled his body a few times, and rolled himself into the quilt.

—hidden.

Bo Qiao: "?"

What's wrong?

Song Guanxing was ashamed, he didn't know how to deal with this matter for a while, he could only give Bao Qiao a fierce look, and went to change his clothes angrily.

Bo Qiao was not polite, walked into the room, grabbed a corner of the quilt and shook it, Song Yuhe spun around a few times, and rolled out of the quilt.

Song Yuhe's hair was all messed up, he curled up into a ball and still hid.

"What's the matter?" Bo Qiao poked him, raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't you like the gift? Then I'll change it for you?"

Song Yuhe just turned over and said in a low voice, "I like it, there's no need to change it."

Bo Qiao asked, "Then did I do something wrong?"

Otherwise, why did he suddenly not want to see himself?

Song Yuhe said sullenly, "No."

At this time, a message came from his optical brain, Song Yuhe glanced at it, and found that it was him.

Bo Qiao raised his eyebrows slightly, but he didn't expect Song Guanxing to apply for an interstellar ID for him.

[He he: I'm here. 】

Song Yuhe was afraid that others would be unfavorable to him, so he hurriedly brushed his hair, packed up the embarrassment just now and kept it in his heart, and dragged Bao Qiao out.

Seeing Song Yuhe's eagerness, Bo Qiao suddenly felt a little sore for some reason, and even began to think in his heart, should he add some modal particles like "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" to save him from watching It looks cold.

The two soon found him.

He looked at Song Yuhe with a smile, then looked at Bo Qiao thoughtfully, and said softly to Song Yuhe: "Just now I detected abnormal fluctuations in your heart rate, have you encountered any strange things? ?”

Bo Qiao: "Huh?"

Song Yuhe was startled, and immediately tiptoed to cover his mouth, and dragged him aside: "Don't talk nonsense!"

He transferred the data to him and said, "Look, really..."

It was rare for Song Yuhe to become angry from embarrassment, and said: "Shut up!"

He laughed so hard that his eyes rolled up: "Master, you didn't install a mute program for me, may I take the initiative to download it from the star network database?"

Song Yuhe: "..."

Song Yuhe randomly took out a candy from his pocket, and coquettishly discussed with him: "Shut up, shut up."

He was bought by a candy, and he was "muted" obediently.

After arguing for a long time, the sky finally darkened a little bit.

Song Yuhe changed his crumpled sweater into a formal suit, and was led into the banquet hall by Song Guanxing.

Song Liuzhi has always been a very mysterious name in the upper circles of Nanhuai. Some people say that he is sick, some people say that he is dead. There has never been a single word, but this time the Song family suddenly publicized it to everyone, saying that A birthday party for the young master.

Almost everyone wanted to see what the legendary Song Liuzhi looked like, who had been hidden by the Song family like a treasure for so many years.

When Song Guanxing brought Song Yuhe in, the huge banquet hall was chatting in groups of three or four. I don’t know who saw Song Guanxing and whispered to his companions. From the direction of Song Guanxing.

Song Yuhe had never experienced so many people looking at him together, holding Song Guanxing's hand slightly, looking up at him uneasily.

Song Guanxing was able to deal with this kind of situation with ease, and said to him with a smile: "This is our home, what are you afraid of?"

Song Yuhe thought about it too, and he was so determined that he no longer cared about the eyes of the people around him.

It's just that he and Bo Qiao separated just now, but he couldn't help it after not seeing him for a while. He glanced around the huge banquet hall, and finally saw Bao Qiao on the sofa next to the balcony.

Bo Qiao smiled faintly at him, and Song Yuhe immediately laughed too.

He almost put all his thoughts on Bo Qiao, and Song Guanxing didn't care when he brought him in front of Song Yan and Xiang Jiu. He didn't know what Song Yan said, and the quiet hall suddenly burst into echoing laughter.

All eyes fell on Song Yuhe, but he only wanted to look at Bo Qiao.

After a while, someone came to greet Song Yan with a wine glass, people coming and going blocked Song Yuhe's view, he instinctively moved aside to look at Bao Qiao, but Xiang Jiu grabbed his wrist.

It was the first time for Xiang Jiu to attend this kind of banquet in ten years. She was well-mannered, and her every move was full of pampered elegance. She took Song Yuhe's hand and said softly to the person who came to greet her: "This is My youngest son, Xiaozhi."

Song Yuhe didn't run around, and followed Xiang Jiu obediently. When someone came to say hello, he followed Xiang Jiu's words and called someone.

In the end, when Bai Shao and Bao Mu brought Bo Qiao over, Song Yuhe's eyes, who had been perfunctorily exchanging pleasantries, suddenly lit up, and his face was full of obvious happiness.

Bai Shao smiled and introduced to Xiang Jiu, then pulled Bo Qiao over: "This is my son Bo Qiao, he seems to be the same age as Guan Xing."

Xiang Jiu tilted her head slightly, said "ah", and said, "Bo Qiao, I remember."

Bai Shao was a little surprised. Xiang Jiu hadn't communicated with other people for too long, and his memory was not very good after being ill for so long. He might not even remember a few relatives. How could he remember Bo Qiao?

Xiang Jiu looked at Bao Qiao tenderly and said, "I remember, this is Xiao Zhi's friend."

Xiao Zhi only mentioned one thing to her, but Xiang Jiu, who was delirious and had some memory confusion, remembered it clearly.

Song Yuhe nodded: "Yes, yes, it's my boyfriend."

As soon as these words came out, all five people looked at him. Song Guanxing and Lu Jing, who had just come to join in the fun, almost tripped and coughed in embarrassment.

Or Xiang Jiu asked first: "Boyfriend?"

Song Yuhe didn't think it was wrong, and said, "Yes."

Bai Shao, Bo Mu and Song Yan looked at Bo Qiao with strange expressions.

Bo Qiao forced himself to maintain a calm and calm manner, and said flatly: "Xiao Zhi is still young, so he doesn't know much about these things. He means male friends."

After he finished speaking, he asked Song Yuhe without changing his face: "Really?"

Song Yuhe didn't hear what he was saying at all, his mind was full of the phrase "Xiaozhi".

This was the first time that Bo Qiao called him by that name, and it made the tips of his ears go numb.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Bo Qiao gave a dry cough: "Xiao Zhi?"

Song Yuhe just woke up like a dream, and hurriedly said: "Yes, yes."

what's going on?

Only then did Bo Qiao breathe a sigh of relief, not noticing that the four people were looking at each other with strange eyes.

Song Yuhe saw too many people, his head hurt a little, he shook Xiangjiu's hand: "Mom, I'm tired, can I sit next to you?"

Xiang Jiu hurriedly said, "Okay, let's go."

Song Yuhe hugged her happily, and then skillfully pulled Bao Qiao to run to the balcony.

Four people: "..."

Bo Qiao: "..."

Lu Jing hugged Song Guanxing's waist, suppressed his voice and tried to dissuade him: "Brother! Brother, calm down, brother! It is against the law to kill someone!"

Song Guanxing wrote "I want to kill him" all over his face, wishing he could break free from Lu Jing's obstruction and rush forward to kill Bao Qiao.

Bo Qiao was dragged to the small balcony in a daze, and Song Yuhe closed the glass door of the balcony like a thief.

There was a small table on the balcony, and a dim lamp was on, slightly illuminating the faces of the two of them.

Song Yuhe took a step forward, wishing he could stick to Bo Qiao's body: "Sir!"

As if Bao Qiao was frightened, he couldn't help taking a few steps back, leaning his back against the wall, but Song Yuhe pressed on every step of the way, staring at Bao Qiao with almost glowing eyes, the inside was full of heat.

Bo Qiao is tall, and it is the first time that he is so powerfully "bidong" by someone who is just up to his chin. He doesn't dare to look around, and the hands hidden behind his waist are tightly clenched into fists, but he dare not Go push the thin person in front of you, let him touch you.

His heart was beating like a drum, and his breathing was a little short.

The light fell on the moonlight rose, adding a little tenderness, like a soft kiss.

Song Yuhe looked up at him, the heat in his eyes remained unchanged, and he called out again: "Sir."

The clear and clear voice reminded Bo Qiao of what happened to Song Yuhe today, and that sentence...

"Boy friend."

Bo Qiao's eardrum even began to vibrate violently, and he was so nervous that he dared not breathe.

At this moment, Song Yuhe finally spoke.

The beautiful little rose under the moonlight was delicate and gentle, her lips seemed to be stained with dew, she tiptoed slightly to Bo Qiao's ear, and spoke softly.

"Can you call me by my name again?"

Bo Qiao: "..."

Bo Qiao: "???"