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Chapter: Song Sheng Comes Back

Club activities are a half-truth and half-false excuse, but you can go or not. Chen Xia went honestly on the first day, but he was beaten to death on the second day and refused to go, so he and his roommate Wen Yue went outside for a day, and at night Hook shoulders and go to the bar.

He talked about the experience of raising a baby during this period, Wen Yue was taken aback for a while, and gave him a thumbs up.

"Brother Xiu, let me tell you that you lived in seclusion a few days ago, and you still smell like milk. If we hadn't taken a shower together, I would have thought you were pregnant."

Chen Xia was paralyzed drinking in the booth and didn't bother to talk to him.

"It's not that I said, what's so good about an old man, after a few decades you'll sit on the ground and suck up the soil, he'll lose his strength, if he doesn't do well, he'll be in a middle-aged physical and emotional crisis." Wen Yue persuaded earnestly.

"Get out, you're just sitting on the ground and sucking up dirt." Chen Xia scolded him, even if he was sitting on the ground and sucking up dirt, with Song Sheng's stature and energy, it's impossible for him to be weak.

That's how Chen Xia blindly believes in the person she likes, even though he is an old man.

But the old man didn't want him, he didn't even have a chance to sit on the ground and suck up the dirt.

When returning home, Chen Xia was drunk and insisted on walking in a straight line, but he was so drunk that he staggered and couldn't walk straight. He was so angry that he squatted on the ground and was about to cry, so frightened that Wen Yue squatted in front of him on the spot and carried him back to the dormitory. Uneasy along the way, he grabbed Wen Yue by the ear and asked him to walk in a straight line.

Wen Yuehui's intestines are turning green, and going out to drink with him is like a big pig's hoof!

After finally reaching the downstairs of the dormitory, a person suddenly appeared under the big tree at the door, with a dark face, a cold complexion, and sharp eyes that seemed to kill someone.

Wen Yue was so frightened that he let go of his hands, and threw Chen Xia off his back, squatting down on the ground, screaming in pain, half sober from the wine.

"Fuck, who would dare to murder me?"

The trickster Wen Yue didn't dare to answer the words. He was about to become a gangster because he was so tall and big. He stammered and called to the person opposite: "Song... Teacher Song?"

Mr. Song Shengsong was busy with travel and dust, and his dark face could not conceal the fatigue between his brows. He walked up to Chen Xia, helped Chen Xia who was sitting on the ground whimpering, and then turned his head and said to Wen Yue: "Dorm room It's closing."

"Ah, oh." Wen Yue took a tentative step, wanting to rescue his little friend, "Teacher Song, then I will take Chen Xia back to the dormitory first."

Song Sheng held Chen Xia's hand tightly. He came back early and even An An didn't pick him up, so he ran to find Chen Xia like a demon. Now he found him, but he didn't dare to take him away.

Nodding slightly imperceptibly, Song Sheng let go of Chen Xia and wanted to hand him over to Wen Yue, but Chen Xia had a sudden seizure, not as nimble as a drunk drunk, turned around and threw himself into Song Sheng's arms, circling tightly with both hands Hold Song Sheng's waist, "Old man."

Song Sheng's body froze, his eyes half lowered, his complexion looked a little gloomy.

What the hell!

Holy shit! !

Wen Yue stretched out his hands and froze on the spot, running like a mad dog in a mess, thinking that it would be better to pull Chen Xia and run away, or to knock Song Sheng unconscious and make him lose his memory and forget about it.

Brother, you can't just hug an old man when you see him!

He is a school teacher, so be sober!

"Song... Mr. Song Songsong, he's a bit silly for drinking too much, so I'll take him away."

You must not lose your temper.Wen Yue didn't dare to delay, and stepped forward to pull Chen Xia back.

However, if you can't pull it, if you try harder, it still won't work.

"Okay, you go back to the dormitory." Song Sheng turned sideways indiscriminately, blocking Wen Yue's hand, "I know Chen Xia, I'll take him home today."

Wen Yue was startled, "Really...?" How come he never heard Chen Xia mention it.

Song Sheng nodded, seeing that he didn't look like a liar, Wen Yue was stunned for a long while, then he was suddenly blessed, and looked at Song Sheng with some surprise, seeing that Chen Xia had no intention of letting go, so he walked into the dormitory building .

When the person disappeared, Song Sheng touched the fluffy little curly hair on his chest, "Xia Xia, let go."

Although he didn't want to admit it, Song Sheng, who hadn't eaten well for almost a day and was already hungry, was almost out of breath by him.

Chen Xia moaned in front of his chest, but didn't let go.

"Xia Xia." Song Sheng lowered his voice with annoyance.

"Woo..." Chen Xia raised her pitiful face, her dark eyes were covered with moisture, and a small wail came from her throat.

Song Sheng was taken aback, "What's wrong, headache?"

"Uncle Song..." Chen Xia covered his buttocks with one hand, and his tone was obviously crying, "My tail is broken!"

Song Sheng: "..."

Looks like he's drunk.

Chen Xia cried out in pain dizzily, tears came out, Song Sheng saw that something was wrong, so he had to take him to the hospital first.

Not daring to sit in the car, Chen Xia could only lie on the back seat, with half of her body propped outside. Chen Xia, who was already drunk, felt even more uncomfortable now. Sheng was upset and almost ran a red light.

After checking at the hospital, I found out that the fall had knocked my tailbone. Fortunately, it was not serious. The doctor prescribed some ointment for external application, and told me not to walk too much these few days, and try to recuperate on my stomach.

After a long meal, it was past midnight, Song Sheng took him back to his home, let him lie on the sofa, and went to the kitchen to make some tea and see if there was anything to eat.

"Xia Xia?" Song Sheng, who came out with hangover tea, found that there was no one on the sofa. He searched around the living room but couldn't find it, but saw that the light was on in An'an's room. When he went in, he saw Chen Xia standing with a story book. Beside the bed, she was telling stories affectionately.

Song Sheng came back early and didn't inform anyone, so An An was still at Chen Xia's house, but the drunk Chen Xia didn't care about it.It wasn't long before Chen Xia cried, her nasal voice was very heavy, and she deliberately lowered her voice in order to coax the child, it sounded soft and waxy, just like the milky An An.After reading a few sentences, he paused to sniff his nose, just like a disobedient child being punished to read.

Song Sheng's heart softened when he heard this, and all his thoughts were filled with terrible things.When he raised his eyes, he realized that Chen Xia had already finished reading, and was looking at him in a daze. He hurriedly handed over the hangover tea, his voice was imperceptibly gentle, "You are thirsty, come, drink some water."

Chen Xia held the cup and drank water obediently, and returned the cup to Song Sheng after drinking, hiccupped, "One more bottle!"

Song Sheng: "..."

This little drunk is still drinking himself!

Poured another half glass of water for him, Song Sheng led the people into the guest room, took out the pajamas for him to change.

Chen Xia, a good baby who loves cleanliness, raised her face and stared at him, "I want to wash Xiangxiang."

"Xia Xia, good boy, we won't wash it today, we will do it tomorrow."

Chen Xia is still drunk, Song Sheng really doesn't have the courage to let him take a bath, if he knocks again, it will be miserable.

"I don't." The drunk Chen Xia was extremely rebellious, grabbed her pajamas and covered her buttocks before moving to the bathroom.

"Chen Xia." Song Sheng couldn't bear to hold him back, he was really too tired today, and he really didn't have the energy to continue arguing with Chen Xia.

Chen Xia turned her head, her eyes filled with aggrieved tears, "You are killing me."

That pitiful energy hit Song Sheng's heart, and he immediately lost his anger, gritted his teeth and said, "Wash!"

There was no bathroom in the guest room, so Chen Xia ran to Song Sheng's room very consciously, sober that one wondered if he was drunk or not.Song Sheng pinched the bridge of his tall nose to worry, he didn't dare to let Chen Xia take a bath alone, but he didn't have the guts to bathe Chen Xia, so he had to stand guard at the bathroom door like a pervert, but even so, his The body is too excited.

The sound of water was splashing, the glass door was covered by mist, and Chen Xia's slender figure was looming inside. Song Sheng couldn't restrain the desire in his heart, and his fingertips were trembling.

It took almost a century before Chen Xia came out wearing a bath towel, which couldn't cover much. He raised his hand to wipe his wet hair again, and the white and straight legs underneath were directly exposed to Song Sheng's eyes.

Song Sheng heard his own inhalation, and looked away in embarrassment.

After taking a shower, Chen Xia was much more awake. He was about to go to bed while yawning, but Song Sheng grabbed him quickly, "dry your hair."

Chen Xia pouted, not very happy, "I'm sleepy."

Song Sheng sighed inwardly, "I'll blow it up for you."

Chen Xia's hair is thin and soft, naturally curly, wrapped around Song Sheng's fingertips as soft as fine silk.Chen Xia was blown by the warm air from the hair dryer and nodded straight, as if he was about to fall asleep in the next second, Song Sheng had to stand in front of him and blow it, until finally Chen Xia leaned against Song Sheng's strong chest , and consciously grabbed Song Sheng's clothes with his hands.

Song Sheng turned off the hair dryer, and Chen Xia was already asleep. With her eyes closed, she behaved like a docile cat. Her long eyelashes trembled from time to time, which made Song Sheng's heart itch. cheeks, caressing moist red lips.

Song Sheng took a deep breath as if accepting his fate, buried it in his warm hair, then slowly moved down, and gently kissed the smooth forehead.

Chen Xia was taken back to the guest room to sleep, and Song Sheng went to the bathroom to take a shower. Before that, he wanted to get something to cushion his stomach, but now he wished he could eat Chen Xia. All he could think about was Chen Xia, and he confessed to him with a blushing face. Chen Xia, the one who acted like a baby with her soft voice, even the one who was so bold as to relieve her desire in his room.

He was out of control.

Song Sheng leaned against the cold wall, his hands kept moving underneath, and when he thought of Chen Xia sleeping next door defenseless, he became even more excited.

After a long time, there was a rough growl in the bathroom, followed by a helpless sigh.

The author has something to say: Chen Xia: QAQ's tail is broken

Song Sheng: -_-# That's the tail bone

No.: let's talk

The position of the injury was too embarrassing, Chen Xia had to ask the school for a few days off to lie down at home.When Song Sheng drove him back, he took his son home by the way.The two of them were speechless all the way, Song Sheng wanted to say that he didn't know how to speak, while Chen Xia was happily chatting with others while holding his mobile phone, Song Sheng's heart was even more aroused.

At the time of parting, little friend An An hugged Chen Xia's neck reluctantly and refused to let go, and insisted on bringing Chen Xia home too.The adults coaxed and laughed, Song Sheng rubbed his head to comfort him, "Be good, dad will invite brother to our house to play, okay?"

An An wiped her tears and asked, "Really?"

"Ah."

Song Sheng nodded, glanced at Chen Xia, and was caught straight. Chen Xia chuckled lightly, and pulled out the children's phone hanging around An An's neck, "Did you forget the number stored here?"

He lowered his voice and whispered to An An, who smelled of milk, "Call uncle if you miss him. Uncle will take you out to play. Let's not take dad with us!"

Although the voice was soft, Song Sheng couldn't keep him close, and he could hear it clearly. He had a headache and clicked his tongue. When he saw his son's little face, he smiled instantly, and clapped his hands to say yes.

Song Sheng's head hurt even more.

Chen Xia lay at home for a few days, and her family status declined all the way. From the beloved baby in Chen's mother's mouth to the one that got in the way and took up space, Chen Xia felt distressed in her heart, so she had to pack up her things and go back to the dormitory. Fortunately, the tailbone was much better. , there is no problem with normal operation.

It's just that he was in a bad mood. He didn't contact Song Sheng, and Song Sheng didn't come to contact him. The two had no other contact except that Song Sheng said to treat him to a meal as a thank you gift.

Chen Xia scratched her heart and lungs anxiously, and asked Wen Yue what to do, Wen Yue only felt a little toothache.

Before, he was able to make Chen Xia chase after him boldly, but ever since he knew that the old man was Teacher Song, Wen Yue had no idea, only his deep admiration for Chen Xia.

Thinking of what he said about Teacher Song's lack of power, Wen Yue felt like breaking out in a cold sweat.

"The little rabbit said it's not my skirt, it's from the sheep next door... An An? An An..." Chen Xia yelled a few words, and knew that An An had fallen asleep without hearing the little guy's voice.

During this period of time, An An has become a habit of listening to stories before going to bed, but Song Sheng is busy, and the words are dry and unpleasant, An An is a little bit disgusted, so she holds the children's phone and calls Chen Xia, softly opening her mouth and acting like a baby. Chen Xia tells stories.

Chen Xia couldn't help it when she heard An An act like a baby, but she didn't have a storybook at home, so she turned on the computer and searched online while telling.But what Chen Xia didn't know was that his bedtime story was not only told to An An, but also to Song Sheng who came to eavesdrop in a fair manner.

Song Sheng euphemistically called it learning from the scriptures, and told An An not to talk about it.

After An An fell asleep here, Song Sheng brought the children's phone over, turned off the hands-free and put it next to his ear, silently waiting for Chen Xia to hang up as usual.

These days, not only An An has developed a habit, but even Song Sheng himself has developed a habit of listening to Chen Xia's voice before going to bed so that he can sleep peacefully.

It’s just that before Chen Xia had time to hang up, she said again, “I’m coaxing the children to sleep, who do you look down on, I’m very good at coaxing the children now... okay, next time I’ll tell you a bedtime story too , guaranteed to be more effective than your sleeping pills..."

Song Sheng frowned, years of social etiquette told him that he should hang up the phone at this moment, after all, Chen Xia is not telling stories with children, but chatting with others.

But Song Sheng was indifferent, and even very scheming turned the call volume to the maximum.

"Eh? You're coming back, is it real or not!? That's great...I'm waiting for your big meal, why did you leave suddenly without saying hello...you even lied to me that you were killed by an alien Someone took it away, causing me to drop the piggy bank, just to save you..."

The tone is obviously familiar and intimate, Chen Xia's phone is still on the phone, it can't be chatting on the phone, it means the computer is turned on.

For computers...

Song Sheng's mind suddenly appeared the picture on the surveillance that day, Chen Xia was wearing a T-shirt and nestled on the chair, dangling with one foot on the armrest, and his face was full of satisfaction and joy that he had never seen before.

The hand holding the children's machine gradually tightened, and his expression was rarely tense. Chen Xia continued to say: "Fuck, you are still laughing! Be a human being... Brother Qi, I advise you to be kind, or you will be beaten, for example Say I...don't accept being online, let's go 1V1, lose and let you order. Hey, wait...why didn't I hang up the phone...immediately..."

The sound stopped abruptly. Song Sheng put the children's machine away, tucked An An's quilt, and walked out with the door. He pinched the bridge of his nose, thinking that he must have a good chat with Chen Xia.

He said he wanted to chat, but Chen Xia was not a student under his name, the two of them seldom met each other at school, and when they met, Chen Xia was accompanied by a group of people, and he was fighting with Song Sheng like a normal person Saying hello, Song Sheng could only watch him fight with his classmates and leave.

The treat mentioned before was also politely pushed back by Chen Xia, and Chen Xia seemed to treat him as a friend of his father's.

Just like this, more than half a month has passed.When Song Sheng talked to Chen Xia again, it was almost the end of the period. Chen Xia was holding a book to hide from the rain in the corridor. His curly hair was wet and he was stroking it with his hands when someone handed him a pack of tissues.

Chen Xia looked up, took the tissue and thanked him, "Thank you Uncle Song."

Song Sheng gritted his molars, "Stop calling me brother?"

Chen Xia: "No."

Song Sheng took a step closer, "Why?"

Chen Xia took out a tissue and spread it out, pressed the wet curly hair to absorb water, blinked her black eyes, and her long eyelashes trembled, "After all, I'm still young."

That tone and appearance actually showed a bit of awakening, which made Song Sheng's forehead twitch.

There were some scraps of paper towels on his hair, Song Sheng helped him remove it naturally, his hand slipped back and landed on the back of Chen Xia's slender neck, stroking gently, he wanted to touch this person, he had thought about it from the very beginning .

Chen Xia shivered slightly from the hot palm, frowning and resisting on the face, but the body relaxed honestly, and even gently rubbed it, as comfortable as a cat waking up.

Song Sheng's dark eyes were slightly darkened, and he bent down slightly, the familiar scent of perfume was mixed with strong hormones, Chen Xia was dizzy from being teased, and heard Song Sheng's magnetic voice