Venomous tongue top stream is a small stutter [rebirth]

Early in the morning, Song Zhi rarely stayed in bed, and without Yan Huai calling, she got up, dressed and went downstairs.

After breakfast, the two got into the car together.

Song Zhi sat on the inner side of the car, the windshield could block the wind, but it couldn't hide the light.

Spots of light projected along the branches and landed on Song Zhi's dark trousers, and there was a warm smell in the air.

"What are you thinking?" Yan Huai sat side by side with him in the back seat of the car, gently took his hand and interlocked his fingers.

Song Zhi turned her head and looked at the man beside her. Even though they had known each other for so long, whenever she saw him, her heart would still throb.

This man belongs to him completely.

Seeing that he was silent, Yan Huai leaned over and rubbed the tip of his nose with him, "Haven't seen enough?"

Song Zhi withdrew her gaze and moved to the light spot, muttering softly, "I can't even look at it."

"Okay, your husband, you can look at it as you like." Yan Huai's palm slipped from between his fingers, and slid along the blood vessels to the inside of the forearm, and his teeth seemed to hit Song Zhi's upper lip, "Are you still nervous? "

"A little bit." Subconsciously, the tip of Song Zhi's tongue just slipped on Yan Huai's teeth, and was sucked into the mouth the next second.

Considering that there was a driver in front of him, Song Zhi put her palm on Yan Huai's chest and escaped from his mouth.

Yan Huai didn't continue to kiss back, but put his arms around the back of his neck and forehead, "Don't worry, they are still the same as before."

Song Zhi put her arms around Yan Huai's neck and nodded.

It is said that rich families do not want celebrities to enter the house, what if uncles and aunts don't like it either.

In less than half an hour, the car stopped in front of the courtyard of a luxury villa, and it was Song Zhi's first visit to his uncle and aunt's new home.

The housekeeper Chen Bo came up from a long distance, "Young Master, Young Master Xiao Song, you are finally back."

Chen Bo stayed in Yan's family for 20 years and watched Song Zhi and Yan Huai grow up with his own eyes.

"Long time no see, Uncle Chen." Song Zhi got out of the car and looked at the old man with white hair and a strong body.

Uncle Chen liked Song Zhi very much, and loved to tease him since he was a child.When Song Zhi was a child, she couldn't learn anymore, and would secretly come to play with Chen Bo while Yan Huai was away, although Yan Huai would catch him back to do the questions every time after playing for a short time.

Standing in front of Song Zhi, Chen Bo was clearly half a head shorter than Song Zhi, but he compared them as if measuring a child's height, "Well, I'm taller, this time it's definitely 1.8 meters."

Song Zhi, who understood the other party's intentions, was not convinced, "I am 17 years old and I am 1.8 meters long."

"That's right, our Young Master Song is amazing." Uncle Chen deliberately teased him, "It seems that the hard work in childhood was not in vain."

"Why did it rise to 1.8 meters?" Seeing that the two seemed to have something to say, Yan Huai asked casually.

"Hey, he doesn't want to be with..."

The shame made Song Zhi's scalp tingle, he hurriedly interrupted, "Let's go in quickly."

Song Zhi was only 16 meters 1.7 when he was 1.9 years old, and Yan Huai, who was [-] meters [-], was half a head taller than him.

He accidentally heard a girl in the class say that the perfect height difference for a couple is twelve centimeters.At that time, Song Zhi was fourteen centimeters shorter than Yan Huai, and Song Zhi worked hard for those two centimeters.

"Hey, you see I forgot the business." Uncle Chen said as he invited the two inside, "Master and Madam have been looking forward to you for a long time."

Yan Huai didn't stick to the topic just now, he hugged Song Zhi and walked towards the door of the villa.

The door opens, revealing a spacious and bright front hall.The interior decoration is in a simple and fresh style, and there are flowers on the table, all of which are Aunt Yan's favorite varieties.

In Song Zhi's impression, Aunt Yan was a kind and cheerful person.When he was criticized by his adoptive parents before, he often went to Aunt Yan for comfort.

In Song Zhi's eyes, Aunt Yan is more like a mother than an adoptive mother.

"The little bastards are finally here." The woman in a white dress had long black hair, and there was no trace of time on her face, and she walked towards the two with a full smile.

"Auntie, long time no see." Feeling happy after meeting relatives, Song Zhi smiled at the woman in the white skirt.

The woman in the middle of the walk stopped suddenly, her enthusiastic eyes turned cold, she turned around and sat back on the sofa for no reason, hugging her shoulders with a stern face.

Originally, Song Zhi was ready to go up and hug her, but her mood was chilled by the other party's change.

Obviously, Yan Huai did not expect this situation, and the two looked at each other.

"Still at the door?" The woman sat on the edge of the sofa with a straight face, "What's the matter, if I, an aunt, don't invite you, I won't know I'm in?"

Listening to the other party's deliberately emphasized words, Song Zhi seemed to understand something, but she didn't seem to understand.

"Let's go, let's go in." Yan Huai gently held his waist.

The two came side by side to the woman.

Song Zhi knew very well that relying on brother Yan Huai was useless in this situation, but she couldn't continue like this.

I had no choice but to bite the bullet, and Song Zhi gritted her teeth, "Ah..."

As soon as he uttered the words for the first time, Song Zhi could easily feel the angry eyes of the other party, and he hurriedly changed his words, "Mom."

The woman's tight lips instantly loosened and curved into an arc. She immediately stood up, stepped forward to grab Song Zhi's hand, and sat down next to her, "Hey, let mom see, we haven't seen each other for two years, why is our Xiaozhi so skinny?" Already?"

"Is that kid not raising you well?" The woman gave Yan Huai a blank look.

Song Zhi firmly believed that Yan's mother must be a woman spoiled by her father, otherwise how could she be so outspoken in middle age, often acting like a young girl.

"No, it's because I'm a picky eater and don't gain weight."

In the middle of the conversation, Song Zhi remembered that Yan Huai was still standing beside her.He went up to grab the other party, but was stopped by Yan's mother, "Our family has rules, you have to call someone before you can sit down."

At this point, Song Zhi finally understood the woman's intentions today, and he looked up in Yan Huai's direction.

After returning to Yan's house and living in these years, Yan Huai has always called Mrs. Yan her aunt.

Yan Huai thinks that his heart is not made of iron, even if he is not drawn by blood, he can still feel Madam Yan's sincerity towards him.In his heart, this woman is closer than his biological mother.

"Xiao Huai, Auntie doesn't force you, if you really think that Auntie has been..."

"mom."

To really change his mind, all he needs is an opportunity.

The familiar voice spoke the title Mrs. Yan heard for the first time, and the bright smile couldn't be hidden at all.Even if she can't bear children, she can still have a husband who loves him the most, and the two best sons in the world.

"Hey." The woman stepped forward and pulled Yan Huai to Song Zhi's side.

The three exchanged pleasantries for a few minutes.

"All right, all right, go upstairs and find your dad, we have plenty of time to chat." Before leaving, Mrs. Yan specially told, "Be careful what you say, your dad is holding back fire."

Song Zhi followed Yan Huai to the study on the second floor, every step of his was extremely heavy.

Yan's father is not as easy to talk to as his mother. Song Zhi has been afraid of him since she was a child, and she is timid every time she sees him.

In the past, Father Yan was busy with work and was away most of the time. Song Zhi saw him only a handful of times, and because of this, he survived a lot of frightening opportunities.

Father Yan and Yan Huai are [-]% similar in appearance, and the level of cruelty is simply an upgraded version of Brother Yan Huai.

Song Zhi's brain was spinning desperately, what method should he use to communicate with this kind of man?Does it work to be coquettish and cute?

Song Zhi was frightened into a cold sweat by his own thoughts. If he dared to do this, he would not be kicked out of the house, and he would never even think about going in for the rest of his life.

When the two came to the door of the study, Yan Huai held his cold hand, "Are you ready?"

Song Zhi took her hand away from Yan Huai, seeing such a rigid parent, it's better to be more formal, it's too shameful to be coy.

Song Zhi nodded, with an expression of going to death.

Yan Huai was amused by him, and scratched the bridge of his nose, "Little fool, it's fine."

How can it be all right?Don't you people who are equally cruel look kind and amiable when you look at the same kind?

But we don't, it's human nature to be afraid.

At this time, Song Zhi didn't have the heart to entangle with Yan Huai's brother this and that, and he had to come sooner or later, so he had to bite the bullet.

Yan Huai knocked on the door.

"Come in." The cold and stern voice that had accumulated over the years came from the crack of the door, it was simply a super invincible copy of Brother Yan Huai.

After all, he was even more nervous.

The door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man with gray temples came into Song Zhi's eyes.Perhaps because of his illness in the past few years, Yan's father is much older than two years ago, but he still maintains his former demeanor.

"Dad, here we are."

"Ah."

As soon as Yan Huai finished speaking, Song Zhi hurriedly followed, "Uncle Yan..."

The alarming sound of coughing interrupted Song Zhi's words, his back was cold, and he almost committed another big taboo.

"Father." Song Zhi changed her words in horror.

"Yeah." Yan's father sat in front of the office chair, looking like a big boss signing a contract, "Finally know how to go home?"

"I'm sorry Dad, you were in poor health back then, so I didn't have time to tell you."

"Don't bring up those excuses with me, I just want to know how to solve this matter." Father Yan said in a cold and serious tone.

Song Zhi bowed his head and stood in front of the solid wood desk, his head was heavy and his ears were buzzing.What kind of family gathering is this? It's a round table meeting between two big bosses.

But the boss is in a meeting, why does he still need to accompany him? Wouldn’t it be good to let him go out to drink with his mother, drink tea and enjoy the flowers?

"Listen to your opinion." Yan Huai said.

"Have you ever held a wedding?" Yan's father said with a straight face.

"Not yet."

"Is that why you wronged Xiaozhi?" Dad Yan's eyes were cold, "We got married without telling us, and didn't even give us a wedding?"

"Dad, it's not..." Seeing that Yan's father seemed about to lose his temper, Song Zhi hurried forward to plead for mercy.

Just as he opened his mouth, the man beside him hugged his shoulders and suppressed his words, "Dad, I was wrong before, and I will never do it again in the future."

"?" Song Zhi blinked.

Why did things start to get weird, but brother Yan Huai's attitude of admitting his mistakes is too sincere, it's not your fault at all.

"Any ideas?" Father Yan pressed his back against the office chair.

"Listen to you." Yan Huai said.

The old man shifted his gaze to Song Zhi, "Where is Xiao Zhi?"

"Ah? No." Song Zhi shook his head hastily. What can he say now? His scalp is still numb. Being able to live well is a gift from heaven.

He had never thought about holding a wedding before.

"I will invite business friends tonight, and I will announce your marriage first."

"The time of the wedding can be discussed again, but the marriage of our two sons must not be worse than others."

The author has something to say:

Father Yan: It's okay for our son to be wronged a little bit, but not for us childish ones.

The wedding is on the agenda hee hee...

Today is the day to become the group favorite Xiao Song.