Chapter 56

Chapter 56 Is Master pretending to be sick today (6)

His voice.

Extend from the auricle to the brain, floating like a flowing firework.

But exploded on the chest.

The most gentle weapon destroys the ability to think and speech.

Xu Qichen gently opened the distance, left from his shoulders, looking at his eyes, and seemed to be waiting for Song Yiyan's answer, although he felt that the answer was indifferent.

I do n’t know who was infected with the habit of being infected. Looking at Song Yanyan, who was stunned, Xu Qichen suddenly wanted to continue.

He clamped his cane on his elbow, climbed his hands on his chest, and his fingertips were pinched by his deliberately pulling button, and he tied him one by one.

Holding your eyes, the sound is slow, "Don't you like it, don't you like it?"

I do n’t know why, it is obviously a button of a button. In Song Yiyan, it seems that it is more tempting than undressing.

He was probably dizzy.

He grabbed Xu Qichen's hand.

"I like ... Keke! Keke!" Perhaps it was too nervous, or maybe the weather was too cold, and I couldn't help coughing as soon as I spoke.

Can't stop.

Xu Qichen couldn't help laughing, and returned the coat of his body to the original master.

Song Yiyan felt embarrassed. At this time, he should be pressed on the wall and killed him with a fierce life, but he became red because of nervousness.

"I ... Keke! Keke!"

Xu Qichen put his coat for him, hugging his back under his coat, and completed their first hug.

"I know." Gently patting his back, "I know."

Hug is the best calm agent.

Song Yanyan, who slowly stopped the cough, buried his head on Xu Qichen's neck, smelled his taste from him, and had a subtle sense of satisfaction, and couldn't help but sigh.

"You know I still have to say." He kissed the pulse of Xu Qichen's side neck, "I like you."

Even if knew this answer, Xu Qichen still felt excited.

As if thinking of something, Song Yiyan, immersed in the hug, suddenly raised his head, "How about you?"

Xu Qichen tilted his head, "I?"

"You haven't said you like me or not."

Seeing that the people in front of them were naive as if they were fighting for a strong child, Xu Qichen laughed, "I don't like you, what do you do?"

Song Yiyan is still stubborn, "That may be ... etiquette kiss."

Xu Qichen pretended to be angry and pinched Song Yiyan's chin hard. "So have you had such etiquette kisses with others?"

Song Yiyan quickly explained, "No! I didn't, I was talking about those foreigners, they would hug when they met, and the French also liked to kiss. This is their etiquette."

"Oh~" Xu Qichen deliberately lengthened the ending.

I don't know why, but seeing Xu Qichen like this, Song Yuanyan felt that his authority was being challenged, and he wanted to bully him.

Xu Qichen was still immersed in his bad taste, but he was wrapped around his waist without any precaution.

"French people are not as simple as meeting and kissing." Song Yuanyan got closer and raised the corners of his mouth, "I can teach you."

His voice was very low, like the glass of wine that Xu Qichen had just drank, which suddenly ignited the fire in his heart.

Xu Qichen was a little nervous, and the person in front of him seemed to have changed again. He was not the big boy who was so nervous that he was coughing just now. "...Teach what?"

"French kiss."

Before he could react, Song Yuanyan had already kissed him. To be honest, even though Xu Qichen had gotten rid of his cowardice as much as possible, his courage stopped at a touch of kisses.

Unlike Song Yuanyan, he can quickly become a dominant, aggressor.

Song Yuanyan's lips were pressed against his, and the two people's breaths were intertwined, with a faint scent of wine, and the cold perfume had a faint aftertaste, it was a tobacco scent mixed with lemon scent, in the moonlight. Confused under stirring.

The wet tip of his tongue licked Xu Qichen's dry lower lip, dyed it a crystal clear color, and then slid across the smooth teeth, like his slender hands brushing the keys of a piano, dexterous and light.

Fingers entered from the hem of the shirt, along the raised marks along the spine, Xu Qichen was drained of all his strength in an instant, and he could only choose to lean against the cold wall or in his arms. The tip of the tongue took this opportunity to break the barrier and entered the moist and warm mouth, stirring gently and ambiguously, disturbing a pool of still water.

Feeling that the person in his arms lost his strength, he began to slide down. Song Yuanyan's arms tightened, his knees squeezed between Xu Qichen's legs, and the tip of his tongue gently touched his soft upper jaw.

The sound of water was infinitely amplified under the quiet moonlit night.

Xu Qichen grabbed the clothes on his back, feeling that his last breath was about to be taken away by him, so he pushed his shoulders hard, but the other party didn't plan to let it go so easily. He was at a loss, and even picked up the cane in his hand and hit Song Yuanyan's leg hard.

The other party finally let go of him and rubbed his leg painfully, "It hurts... You're too hard."

Xu Qichen leaned his back against the wall, gasping for breath, thinking of his initial flirting, and said angrily, "This is your tuition fee."

Song Yuanyan laughed, "Then I'll check, have you learned it?"

Xu Qichen raised his cane and silently threatened him.

Song Yuanyan raised his eyebrows and raised his hands in surrender, but his mouth couldn't stop.

"You look good when you're angry."

Xu Qichen turned his face away, feeling soft and hot all over his body, and did not want to speak any more.

His chest was pounding and he couldn't calm down.

"We go home."

"Go back so early?"

Song Yuanyan looked unhappy, "Why, do you still want to stay there and flirt with anyone?"

Xu Qichen slowed down, stood up straight, and laughed softly, "Isn't it good? You dance, I flirt."

Song Yuanyan pinched Xu Qichen's face, "You've really grown up recently. I don't want to dance anymore. My heart is on you, and I'm always stepping on other people's feet. Who would dare to dance with me after it spreads."

"You are also not allowed to talk to other women, or I will hide you at home in the future." He grabbed Xu Qichen's hand and said, "Go home with me."

Xu Qichen held back his laughter and let him leave the alley while holding his hand.

It feels all too familiar.

It's like the person in front of me, who obviously hasn't been with him for a long time, but feels like he's been with him for several lifetimes, the last life, the last life...

They met again and held his hand.

Walking out of the dark place, the lights of the banquet broke the ambiguous silence. The two of them let go of their hands in tacit understanding and walked back and forth, but the shadows on the ground were sticking tightly together.

The driver didn't expect the two of them to come out so quickly, "Little Master, the dance isn't over yet..."

Song Yuanyan put his hands in the pockets of his coat, "Well, I'm hungry and want to eat noodles."

Hearing what my young master said, the driver didn't say much, even if there was an explanation from his wife, he opened the door and got into the driver's seat.

Xu Qichen and Song Yuanyan sat in the back, Song Yuanyan's toes couldn't be idle, bumping against his toes one after another, like a bored child, Xu Qichen poked the toe of his leather shoes with his cane to stop him from being bored. the behavior of.

After the window paper was pierced, the relationship between the two people changed wonderfully, and the sneaky little actions became extremely interesting.

"Just stop there, go back first." Song Yuanyan got out of the car, "It's very close to home, we'll walk back by ourselves later."

The two came to a small noodle stall, which often appeared in the original text, and Xu Qichen also had some impressions.

"Sister Liu, two bowls of Yangchun noodles."

The proprietress of the noodle stall burst into laughter when she saw Song Yuanyan, "The young master is here, eh? Today, A Lin is also dressed so nicely. Where did he go?"

Song Yuanyan found an empty table and sat down, "Forget it, I went to a boring banquet and I was starving."

"Okay~ I'll give it to you." The proprietress wiped her hands on the apron, opened another small pot, added two bowls of hot red bean paste from it, and brought it to the two of them, "Drink this first. , to warm up."

Xu Qichen likes to drink red bean paste, it's sweet, and it warms up his stomach immediately.

He suddenly thought of a question and felt a little puzzled.

"Just now... why did you suddenly pretend to be drunk to block me?"

Although he felt that it was not a good question to ask, Song Yuanyan could be said to be the only person he could trust in this world, but he still felt a little strange.

Song Yuanyan glanced at him, "I was looking for you originally. After walking around for a long time, I saw you hiding there from the back of that alley. I wanted to scare you, so I quietly stood behind you."

The proprietress came with her face, Song Yuanyan scooped him a large spoonful of chili oil, and then took the spoon to carefully remove the chopped green onion in her bowl, "Then I heard the conversation between the mother and son of the Liu family, really cruel , the brothers of the same mother can do it, and if I hadn't done that at the time, both of us would have been found out."

"Originally, the guy surnamed Liu didn't like me. If we knew that their scandal was broken by us, I'd probably kill him." He took a big mouthful of noodles. "Nowadays, life is worthless."

Xu Qichen watched his every move silently, with almost no flaws. Feeling a little guilty in my heart, I felt that I should not doubt him, so I lowered my head and ate noodles in peace.

Song Yuanyan only likes plain noodles with clear soup and little water. This setting also originates from Xu Qichen's selfishness.

"Then what..." Song Yuanyan suddenly said in the middle of eating, "You can call me by my name again."

"Song Yuanyan."

"No, it's a word."

Xu Qichen raised his eyes, "No."

"Why?" Song Yuanyan kicked Xu Qichen's foot under the table, "I just called."

Xu Qichen remained silent.

When Song Yiyan saw him pretending to die, he sighed heavily, "Well, why do you say that his father should give me such a watch?"

Xu Qichen looked at Song Yiyan's expression and put down the chopsticks in his hand. "Is this word not good?"

Song Yiyan shook his head, "Why don't you call it?" He put his hands on the table with both hands, laughing and laughing. "The big brother's watch is Made, and the meaning of admiring the morality. Then you said, what is the meaning of my Mu Ru? "

Xu Qichen said seriously, "I don't admire Rongli, Yu Ru Yucheng. Master hopes that you can be polished like Saitama, not chasing the name and benefit, and become the talents of the pillar."

"Oh ~" Song Yanyan smiled, picked up chopsticks and continued to eat noodles. "Your recent literary accomplishment is getting higher and higher, it really makes me ashamed."

Xu Qichen forced to step on his heart and ate the last noodles.

When the two returned to the Song Mansion, the time was too late. Mrs. Song seemed to be guarding in the living room. As soon as Song Yiyan entered the door, he was arrested. "How is it?"

Song Yanyan laughed twice, "It's good, it's good."

"Can you dance with Miss He? How does she impressed you?" Mrs. Song's face was concerned and beckoning Song Yiyan to sit in the past.

"Jump is jumping, but Miss He doesn't like me very much." Song Yiyan said on the sofa.

"This is all you want to take it for granted, can you ask Miss He?"

When Song Yiyan shook his head, when he didn't know how to explain, Master Song came downstairs and glanced at Song Yiyan and Xu Qichen who was standing aside.

"Father," Song Yiyan stood up, Master Song patted his shoulder, "Sit."

"He Lao gave his daughter a return home to the country today, and I asked Xiaoyan to make up for fun, and make friends by the way."

Hearing Mrs. Song said so, Master Song nodded, "Well, it is a good thing to contact more contact." He gave himself a cigar. "Yes, I want to tell you that the foreign businessman Ste in the UK the afternoon the day afternoon Mr. Wen will go to the department store. He intends to invest in us here. I will give it to you. "

Song Yiyan leaned on the sofa again, "Why not hand over to the elder brother? He is much more familiar with the company than me."

Mrs. Song poked Song Yiyan's head with her fingers, "You are not angry."

Master Song vomited cigarettes, "Your elder brother's foreign language is not as good as you. At that time, you have to invite a translation. If you go, you must entertain Mr. Steven, understand?"

Song Xiyan stood up, "It's too cold today, sweat after dancing, and was blown by cold wind again. At this moment, I had a headache. I went up and rest." Stand up after speaking, I stood up and went up. Lou, when he walked to the top of the stairs, he blinked at Xu Qichen. Xu Qichen only asked him without seeing it. He asked Master Song Master Song and left the front house.

On the morning of the third day, Xu Qichen helped the housekeeper and Mother Zhang counted the mansion warehouse. From a distance, the driver Xiaofang, who had been following Song Yiyan, stood at the side door of the front house and threw his hands and walked around, as if he was waiting for whom.

Several guys with New Year's goods entered the warehouse. Xu Qichen ordered a little bit, cut off the name on the bookkeeping book, and glanced at Xiao Fang. Xiaofang had more girls who lost twist braids. The back was familiar. But these girls were wearing uniformly distributed clothing of the Song Gang, Xu Qichen could not distinguish it for a while.

Xiaofang seemed to take a food wrapped in oil paper from the girl's hands, and he saw his teeth without his eyes. He finished eating three or two times.

The girl said a few more words and left in a hurry. The blue flower cloth shoes walked quickly. Xiao Fang looked from a distance and looked at it for a while before leaving.

It seems that it is located in the object.

Xu Qichen looked at it, and didn't care too much.

Before lunch, Xu Qichen went to the front hall to clean up the table. Several little girls were holding tableware and cold weather. The master of the kitchen used the sheep scorpion and stewed the elbow with ginkgo. A little girl was holding a copper pot, her hand was not very stable, and she almost splashed on the tablecloth.

Only then did the girl hold it firmly, put the pot on the table, opened her head and opened her head, "Thank you brother."

Xu Qichen shook her head and glanced at the blue flower cloth shoes on her feet inadvertently, so she said, "The pot is too hot. You little girl is not good. Give it to me, just go to your room. "

"I have done everything about the young master," she grabbed Xu Qichen's cuffs. "Brother Lin, I, I will stay here."

Xu Qichen frowned slightly, and then smiled, "Okay, then you can help me put the chopsticks."

After a while, Song Yiyan went downstairs, "There are so many delicious ones today, I am hungry."

Xu Qichen walked in front of him calmly.

Song Yiyan looked up at Xu Qichen, and the two exchanged their eyes, and Song Yiyan said: "I said that I was hungry, and wait for a while and wait."

Xu Qichen nodded and retreated silently.

Mrs. Song called before the meal. Xu Qichen listened to a while before hearing the wife of the He family.

"That's how, I said that too, let them deal with them by themselves, it is also possible to make friends ... right ...? The first dance? I refused to say yesterday. That's good. We like her very much. These two children receive Western education and have a common topic ... "

Mrs. Song's tone is very diligent, "Okay, then I am waiting for you at home in the afternoon. You have to come over earlier, and my cards are all ready. Okay, goodbye."

Except for Song Yifeng, the family came to Qi, but the only sister who was absent was asking for a mouthful, and others didn't care.

When eating, Mrs. Song said at the dinner table again. Song Yiyan was not willing to listen. When the disk was withdrawn, it was almost time for the time with Mr. Steven. Song Yiyan drank tea and paralyzed on the sofa.

Mrs. Song was wearing a pearl earrings and urged, "Hurry up, Mr. Steven is coming."

Song Yiyan stood up.

At this time, the housekeeper ran in hurriedly, "Mrs., Xiao Fang's diarrhea, then for a while and a half for a while, I am afraid that I can't drive the car anymore."

Mrs. Song cursed, "Unlucky urged."

Coincidentally, the housekeeper just came in, and Song Yifeng also went home. He put his coat on the door of the girl at the door and asked: "The driver is sick?"

The housekeeper bowed his waist, "Yes, the big master."

"Use my car." Song Yifeng waved out outside, his driver trotted up, "I just came back from the dock, just right, you now send the young master to go out."

Song Yiyan responded with a smile, "Thank you, Brother." He was about to wear clothes, but he didn't come to the ground to retider. Xu Qichen immediately stepped forward with the tea, "Little Master, it's okay."

Song Yanyan took a face with a bitter face, took the tea and took a sip, and then patted his chest, "Mother, I want to vomit."

Mrs. Song glanced at him, "I ate so much with a starved ghost at noon, all of them were big, so I was not nauseous."

Looking at Song Yiyan's as soon as he was about to vomit, Mrs. Song was distressed and wanted to scold people. "How can I take a car? Xu Qichen said, "Follow the young master."

"Yes." Xu Qichen's head.

"Eat an oranges and press it to see you eat so much meat next time."

Song Yanyan said, walking out quickly, and a smile when Song Yifeng was around.

"Brother, lunch kitchen for you, sheep scorpion hot pot, delicious."

Song Yuanfeng smiled slightly, "Okay. Go, be careful on the road."

Xu Qichen followed Song Yiyan into a yellow car.

The yellow chartered car shook, Xu Qichen peeled off the oranges, put Huang Chengcheng's orange petals in his mouth, and then stuffed the orange peel into Song Yiyan's hand.

"Hey? I want to eat oranges."

Xu Qichen laughed very happy, "The disgusting words smell the orange peel the most."

Song Yiyan grabbed Xu Qichen's hand secretly by grabbing oranges, and he felt satisfied even if he didn't eat.

When arrived at the department store, Song Yiyan touched several employees of the company at the door. Xu Qichen was inconvenient to follow, so he sat at a cafe opposite the department store and waited for him.

Looking at Song Yiyan into the department store across the glass window, Xu Qichen was relieved, ordered a cup of coffee, a small sip, and frowned, so he opened the sugar jar on the table, clamped two of them, stirred it, stirred it, stirred it, stirred it, stirred it, stirred it, stirred it, stirred it, stirred it. After stirring, took another sip, and it was still bitter.

Just put two more and hear a familiar voice.

"I never thought that Mr. Sun was so sweet."

Xu Qichen raised his head, "Miss He, it's coincident."

Miss He is very direct, "Unfortunately, this is the coffee shop opened by my second brother, I often here."

Xu Qichen nodded and clamped a square sugar, but was stopped by Miss He.

"Eat too much sugar, it's not good for your body."

Xu Qichen put down his hand and smiled slightly at Miss He, "Thank you for concern."

"Mr. Sun also read the book today?"

"No, I'm just waiting for my young master, he is in the department store opposite the road."

Miss He took off the leather gloves and opened the door to see the mountain road. ? "

Xu Qichen took a sip of coffee and looked out the window without answering.

Seeing Xu Qichen like this, Miss He directly picked up, "Song Yiyan ... he has the minds of you beyond the master and servant, do you know this?"

Xu Qichen nodded.

"Are you acquiesced?" Ms. He was a little surprised and frowned slightly. "I don’t believe it, it must be forced ..."

"No." Xu Qichen said softly, "Miss He, he didn't force me."

Miss He leaned against the back of the chair, and her face seemed to be hesitant, and she said after a while.

"Mr. Sun, I like you, I don't need to repeat this. You are a smart person, you must see it." Her fingers pinched the silver coffee spoon and stirred it gently, "So ... my trustee Investigating your background of life. "

Xu Qichen's eyes revealed a trace.

"I know this is not a big and bright approach. But I want to be with you, you must know everything in order to better plan."

"Miss He, you do this ..."

"You listen to me first, your family is very complicated. I believe you know that the Xie family is not much time."

Her hand paused, the spoon and the cup wall made a crisp sound. "If you marry me, we can go abroad and live a real free life. You don't have to be a dog or horse, and you don't have to be in the family dispute."

Miss He's emotions were a little excited. Xu Qichen looked at him quietly and was silent for a while before leaving.

Sound calm and calm: "Miss He, I like Song Yiyan."

He saw Miss He's hands trembling and continued: "You have planned so much, you must not guess, we are happy."

"But ... but you ..." Miss He tried to calm her mood hard. "You will not go smoothly. I have met a similar person abroad, and they live very much ..."

"Yes. I know it is difficult." Xu Qichen's tone was still indifferent, as if he was telling something that had nothing to do with himself.

"But it doesn't matter, because it is the most difficult and difficult thing to meet someone who likes each other."

After saying this, he smiled.

"In contrast, it is not difficult to think of a two -way method in order to be with the loved one."

Miss He's hand was stiff, and she looked at Xu Qichen's smile stunned. At this moment, she suddenly discovered that since the encounter, she saw Xu Qichen's only smile from her heart.

No camouflage.