Substitute unspoken rules

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In the early morning of the next day, Xin Shangzhi climbed down from the crowded hospital bed lightly with two dark circles under his eyes.

He lowered his head and kissed Song Yike who was still asleep, and the corners of his mouth curled up in relief.

After working hard all night, I finally put him to sleep with peace of mind.

Xin Shangzhi opened the memo on his mobile phone, sent the recipe to the nutritionist, and then went to the doctor to discuss the surgery in his coat.

The bodyguard outside the door guarded the ward vigilantly, for fear that a fly would fly in.

Xin Shangzhi was worried and left Song Yike alone in the ward, and came back soon.

Not surprisingly, the person on the bed has already woken up, and after getting up, no one can be found, lying on the hospital bed, playing with his fingers boredly.

Xin Shangzhi stepped lightly, walked over and scratched his face, the more he looked, the more he looked like a kitten clinging to people all the time.

Song Yike curled his lips, looking very unhappy, and asked, "What time is it?"

Xin Shangzhi raised his hand and glanced at the watch on his wrist, and replied with a smile, "Eight o'clock!"

"Sleep a little longer and get up for breakfast."

Song Yike sat up, rubbed his eyes, raised his head and asked, "So early, where did you go?"

The tiredness in Xin Shangzhi's eyes turned into pampering. He went to sit by the bed, kissed Song Yike's eyes, and said, "Go ask the doctor what you should eat recently!"

Song Yike sneezed and said in a nasal voice, "Oh!"

"That long?"

"I woke up and waited for you for a long time before you came back!"

While explaining, Xin Shangzhi frowned and reached out to touch Song Yike's forehead: "Well, I won't leave next time!"

"If you wake up, you can see me!"

Xin Shangzhi withdrew his hand and didn't feel any abnormal body temperature. He cupped Song Yike's face and took a deep breath, asking, "What's uncomfortable?"

"Did you have a cold?"

Song Yike stretched out his hand and pushed away Xin Shangzhi's face that was still rubbing against his face, and said in disgust:

"Well……"

"You haven't shaved, it's so prickly!"

Xin Shangzhi touched the stubble on his chin in astonishment, and suddenly felt a sense of crisis.

Xin Shangzhi thought that Song Yike always liked to call him "old". Could it be that he really disliked him?

He suddenly said seriously: "Baby, do you dislike me?"

Song Yike bent his eyes and nodded: "Yeah!"

"It's so greasy, uncle!"

"I can't see you for a few days, you won't be bald already!"

"Isn't that ugly?"

"Sloppy, don't shave and don't sleep, you think you're young?"

The corner of Xin Shangzhi's mouth twitched, and his intuition told him that the stinky cat on the bed was trying to annoy him on purpose.

He leaned over viciously and blocked the mouth that wanted to say something that he didn't want to hear and was angry with him, and deliberately rubbed his chin against the fair face all over.

He threatened: "Don't want to eat anymore? Are you too used to you?"

"You're getting more and more disobedient, you really want to piss me off, don't you?"

Song Yike smiled smugly, and Xin Shangzhi felt a mouthful of old blood stuck in his throat, neither rising nor falling.

He asked again seriously: "Do you really dislike me for being old?"

"Ok?"

Song Yike suppressed a smile, and nodded like he was pounding garlic. He could already imagine Xin Shangzhi's face with black lines and a little doubt.

He continued: "It's just an uncle who knows how to match."

"It's pretty good-looking, it doesn't affect your charm."

Xin Shang wanted to pull his ear angrily, but he couldn't really do this, so he stretched out his hand and gently pinched the earlobe, saying in a bad tone:

"I'm 25, old?"

"Greasy?

"Sloppy?

He reached out to find the sensitive spot on Song Yike's waist, and scratched it vigorously.

Song Yi accepted it when he saw it was good, and hurriedly said: "I lied to you!"

"Hmm, stop scratching, I was wrong!"

Xin Shangzhi raised his eyebrows and said with a smirk:

"Oh!"

"What's wrong?"

"tell me the story?"

Song Yike held the hand that was groping around his waist, and flattered him: "You are not old~ not at all, and I like everything you look like!"

"It's a pity that it's a little late?"

"Let the uncle check the young man's physical strength!" Xin Shangzhi deliberately emphasized his tone, and put his hand into Song Yike's loose waistband.

Song Yike said anxiously: "No!"

"Ah, no!"

Xin Shangzhi pinched his buttocks hard, and said with a smile, "It's not bad, you can make up more! It's too thin!"

Song Yike was taken advantage of early in the morning, and he was very unconvinced, but he had to continue to be subdued, "Oh...don't do it, don't do it!"

"Husband, I'm hungry!"

"Don't be angry, you will lose weight if you don't eat anymore."

Xin Shangzhi laughed and said, "Hungry?"

Song Yike nodded seriously, not noticing Xin Shangzhi's indecent smile at all.

Xin Shangzhi said in a tone of beating, "Baby, I'll feed you now!"

Song Yi could feel a chill in his waist, and the silk pajama pants were easily pulled down by Xin Shangzhi.

He begged, "Don't... um..."

Xin Shangzhi whispered in his ear, "Hush!"

"Let's be quiet. The sound insulation here is not very good. There are several bodyguards and doctors who are making rounds outside the door!"

Song Yike suddenly regretted provoking Xin Shangzhi early in the morning, causing him to get angry.

But he didn't dare to shout, so he could only cover his mouth and let Xin Shangzhi vent on him.

Xin Shangzhi said deliberately: "Baby, call me husband!"

"You haven't barked at this time before, it's rare to be so quiet today, can you bark!"

Song Yi could feel that his face was burning through. He was extremely glad that this was a VIP ward, and even more fortunate that Xin Shangzhi thought the bed was too small and changed it on purpose.

He tried his best to restrain himself from making a sound, but the overly stimulating environment amplified all the senses in his body. He grabbed Xin Shangzhi's shoulder and took a bite at random.

He whispered: "My husband..."

Xin Shangzhi was dissatisfied and said, "Too quiet!"

Song Yi yelled angrily several times in a row, and then put his arms around his neck and bit him.

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Xin Shangzhi hugged Song Yike contentedly and lay on the bed for a while before getting up to clean up the battlefield as if nothing had happened.

He glanced at Song Yike whose clothes were messy on the bed, couldn't help but hugged her tightly in his arms, and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Song Yi didn't even bother to raise his hands, he could only stare, and shook his head stubbornly.

Xin Shangzhi couldn't help laughing, stretched out his hand to mess up his clothes even more, and said:

"I don't need to clean up."

"Those who belong to the dog, take a picture and post it on Weibo now, let them all know that there is a shrewd wife at home!"

Song Yi didn't even want to lift his tired eyelids, and secretly scolded Xin Shangzhi as a dog in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it out.

"Dong dong dong dong!" The door of the ward was knocked hard, and the bodyguard asked outside: "Master, the aunt at home is here to deliver food!"

Xin Shangzhi didn't respond, but whispered in Song Yike's ear: "You said if I call him in now, will he be scared and run away when he sees us?"

Song Yike felt aggrieved and said, "How dare you, shameless!"

"Hmph! Dog man!"

Xin Shangzhi cleared his throat on purpose, and said, "Come in..."

"Well……"

Song Yike jumped up suddenly, but before Xin Shangzhi could react, he bumped into his forehead.