Chapter 108

After a circle, Cheng Yan didn't remember who Li Xu was.

He and Song Yu walked back. Father Song was sitting on a rattan chair. Several men in suits and leather shoes were talking to him. There were young juniors, and there were peers who were about the same age as Father Song. The man smiled and said, "Song Yu, long time no see."

"Uncle Li." Song Yu called out politely.

The man exclaimed in surprise: "He's been running wild in the past two years, so tall, and life is good?"

"Eat well, only grow taller," Song Yu joked, then raised his hand and said, "Dad."

"Have you learned?" Father Song went to ask Cheng Yan. After Cheng Yan nodded, Father Song asked them to play a game, saying that he wanted to watch the fun.

Song Yu was protecting the person: "He can't do polo. You can't just take a gun and ask him to go to the battlefield. If you want to watch the fun, I'll go."

After Song Yu finished speaking, he looked at Cheng Yan and explained, "I'm going to fight, you are waiting for me here."

Cheng Yan said, "Go, I want to see it too."

He had never seen Song Yu play this, and he wanted to feast his eyes today. Cheng Yan sat down beside Song's father and watched the wonderful polo match with a group of people.

"His skills are pretty good," Father Song asked Cheng Yan, folding his legs and leaning halfway, "Have you ever seen him fight?"

"No, this is the first time." Cheng Yan saw Song Yu put on protective gear, jumped on a horse skillfully, and joined the polo fight.

"Visual feast." Father Song said with relief, "Watch this scene well."

Cheng Yan kept his eyes fixed, and watched the visual feast brought by Song Yu with the elders.

After Song Yu got on the horse, he soon joined a group of people in the struggle. Although he was tall and long and had long legs, it was easy to grab the ball, but there were still many riding skills worth paying attention to. Song Yu touched the ball and became a group of people. The target of siege, polo can be attacked personally and has certain dangers, so there are not many people who play it, but some people like fierce battles, this project can be passed on forever, Song Yu was besieged by several people, he Leaning back, or sideways to avoid the siege, even though someone grabbed the corner of his clothes, he slammed the reins and broke free.

Someone was thrown off the horse when he broke free and hit the ground. Cheng Yan had never been exposed to this sport, but it would hurt to watch it, but Song's father and others were calm, so he couldn't make it too exaggerated. action, try to treat it as normal.

"Song Yu is still fierce," said one of the elders, "I've always thought he can do this kid since I was a child."

Father Song said without modesty: "You don't even think who his son is."

"Yo! I caught it!" Someone was shocked: "Li Xu."

Cheng Yan looked over and saw that the new round of the ball was in Li Xu's hands. He was dragged off his horse by Song Yu and fell to the ground, while Song Yu rode his horse to the ball frame and hit the ball with precision.

He seems to be very good at playing this kind of ball game, Cheng Yan couldn't help but be proud of him.

On the field, Song Yu became the target of a group attack, but he was skilled in horse riding, fierce in grabbing the ball, and had a high hit rate. Several people could not stop him, and he allowed one person and one horse to be arrogant in the pasture.

Cheng Yan smiled and felt that Song Yu on horseback had the style of a charge general in the TV series, which was quite compelling.

Fortunately, he was not his opponent, otherwise he would fall off the horse like that, and he would suffer a great sin.

"Song Yu! You are so cruel to me!" Li Xu roared while standing on the grass.

Song Yu arrogantly shook the ball in his hand, and asked righteously, "You're not my boyfriend, what kind of love do I have for you?"

Li Xu pointed at him and was about to explode with anger.

The onlookers reacted now. The elders laughed. They didn't know the grievances and grievances between the two, they just thought it was the anger between the boys.

Cheng Yan didn't explain, he enjoyed this feeling, enjoyed his boyfriend abusing others on the grass field, but pity him that he would fall and not even let him on the field.

Indeed, he has just learned to ride a horse now, so if he can't play polo, he will be tossed very badly, so what's the point of sitting on the sidelines and watching his boyfriend in high spirits? It was a visual feast.

While watching polo, Cheng Yan had nothing to do. He looked at Song Yu's figure and thought of one thing. He picked up his mobile phone and called his mother.

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It was seven o'clock in the evening when they came back from the grassland. Song Yu took a shower. There was a class tomorrow. It was reasonable to say that they should go back, but Song Yu wanted Cheng Yan to stay at his house for one night.

Cheng Yan agreed.

Song Yu changed clothes in the room, because there was still an appointment to go, so it was rare to wear formal clothes once.

"Should I change it?" Cheng Yan looked at the black suit on Song Yu's body, which matched his temperament. This was the first time he saw Song Yu's suit. thinking.

"No, you are like this," Song Yu rolled up his sleeves, "I like your outfit today."

Cheng Yan looked down and said, "But if you dress so formally, will I look too perfunctory?"

They are going to a family appointment. It is Song Yu's family. To be precise, it is the most solemn meeting dinner given to him by Song Yu's father. He took him to the hotel for dinner, and arranged for Song Yu's relatives. This is for him. Great treatment, he is only in love with Song Yu now, his parents gave him such a scene ceremony, Cheng Yan was a little scared.

"My parents agree, who can have an opinion?" Song Yu cleaned himself up in front of the mirror. This was the first time he had dressed himself up so solemnly. The mirror reflected a deep facial features, and his hair was combed. Go up, leave a few strands of hair on the forehead, an impeccable facial features make people's heart rippling.

"Then why are you so formal?" Cheng Yan asked.

Song Yu walked to Cheng Yan and touched his lips: "I'm not for them, it's for you, this is a dinner party for you, of course I have to be more formal, let's go."

He took Cheng Yan out, but Cheng Yan simply gave up, hoping that Song Yu's parents and uncles would understand why he didn't wear formal clothes.

Song Yu brought Cheng Yan into the car. Song's father and Song's mother had already gone out. Instead of sharing a car with them, Song Yu brought Cheng Yan to the garage and picked up a GTR that had not been driven for a long time.

Cheng Yan looked at the garage left and right, and said in surprise, "Why did your family buy so many cars?"

"Not many, just four or five," Song Yu held the steering wheel, drove the car out, and explained, "My dad bought them all. He is a director and pays attention to face."

What kind of car do you drive when you go out? It's strange that the rich seem to be like this, do they get ridiculed for driving bad cars? If he is a wealthy businessman himself, others will think he is low-key when he drives a low-priced car. Cheng Yan can understand it, but he always feels that it is a bit extravagant and wasteful. Just like the current GTR, such a good car, no one has been driving it. Isn't it a waste of resources?

This may be a matter of face. What they care about is face, and it is no longer their pursuit or concern for money.

"Did you tell your mother about us?" Song Yu remembered the chat in the room just now.

Cheng Yan nodded and said, "Yes."

Song Yu asked, "What was her reaction?"

Cheng Yan sighed, thinking about the situation when he reported this to his mother at noon, "She was a little unacceptable, she said that I was admitted to such a good school, and my life would be much better in the future, so I just waited for me to marry a wife.

give birth

. "

"I'm very disappointed." Song Yu could imagine.

"No, but fortunately it's you," Cheng Yan said, "my mother likes you very much, I wonder if you can feel that if the name I said wasn't you, she would come and kick me now."

Song Yu sighed deeply: "It's difficult."

Cheng Yan said helplessly: "It doesn't make sense to talk about it, I don't want to have a conflict with my family, so if my mother tells you something later, don't care, give her time to digest this matter, she should be able to accept it of."

Cheng Yan's voice was flimsy, and he didn't know if his mother could accept it. It only depended on time. He couldn't hide it from his family for the rest of his life. Song Yu did it all. It doesn't look like it, it's not an explanation.

"Don't worry, I'll suffer whatever your mother says, and I'll suffer when you beat me," Song Yu looked at Cheng Yan, "Who told me to kidnap her only child who was pregnant in October."

Cheng Yan was laughing, but there was still worry in his eyes, he didn't want to hurt his mother at all, but he just fell in love with Song Yu, and it was hopeless.

When they arrived at the hotel, the closest people in Song Yu's family were all there. Relatives didn't come. There were about ten people. A few people talked for a while, and then went to the table to eat.

Dinner with strangers is always a lot of restraint. Cheng Yan doesn't dare to talk nonsense, but responds from time to time. His table manners are also very conservative. He knows how to take care of others, so he is very active, but because Song Yu is next to him, he Song Yu took over everything that he couldn't do. Mom was right. Song Yu was very sensible, including table manners and communication with elders.

Cheng Yan, who was a little restrained in front of Song's father and Song's mother, was even more frightened when faced with these seven aunts and eight aunts. Fortunately, Song Yu stayed with him and did not leave him alone to deal with this situation.

A child from a relative's family was obediently painting on the side. The little girl moved a stool and lay beside Song Yu. Behind Cheng Yan, she painted a little sun and a rainbow, and then painted a house and two villains.

"What did Jiaojiao draw?" Song Yu communicated with the girl in a childish tone.

"The house, the sun, the grass, my brother." The little girl pointed at the painting book with her hand full of water-pen paint.

"Me, who is this next to me?" Song Yu pointed to the braided figure.

The little girl said shyly, "Me, my brother and me."

After he finished speaking, he picked up the painting book and covered his face, revealing only a pair of innocent eyes smiling.

Cheng Yan was infected by this warm scene and couldn't help but laugh.

Cheng Yan bent down and asked, "Jiaojiao, will my brother draw you a princess?"

"You can draw princesses?" The girl's voice was surprised, "Which princess?"

"Which princess do you like?"

Jiaojiao thought for a while: "Can you draw Aisha?"

Cheng Yan walked away from the chair. There were children in this dinner, so it was no longer embarrassing. Cheng Yan squatted down, lay in front of the chair, took the pen in Jiaojiao's hand, and said, "Then Jiaojiao, look at me. Is it Elsa?"

Song Yu was also watching, not to mention, Cheng Yan has painting skills, he painted very delicately, the color of Aisha's hair, the strands of hair, and a pair of big eyes that are unique to anime characters, except for Aisha who thought that Cheng Yan also painted Xuebao in the same movie.

Song Yu looked at his strokes and said without hesitation, "It's fine to paint."

Cheng Yan said: "It is necessary, I still have a place in the art class."

Song Yu smiled.

"Is it Aisha?" Cheng Yan asked the girl after painting.

The girl nodded madly, it was so simple to capture a girl's heart, and then she was entangled by Jiaojiao and continued to paint. This is also considered to have solved Cheng Yan's meal. Embarrassing words.

"Where are the others?" Father Song asked.

Song Yu raised her head and glanced, "I'm playing with Jiaojiao outside."

"What do you think?" Father Song raised his eyes, and a room full of people sat together, and neither of them moved their plates.

"What do you think?" Song Yu looked over.

Father Song said, "What did you plan with him? What about after graduation?"

Song Yu smiled and said, "What's the hurry, where are you going? You plan to let someone pass by when you first meet?"

They all said that they couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry, but Song Yu was very happy to hear what his father meant. At least everyone in their family recognized their feelings. No matter what other people thought, his parents' feelings were the best. important.

"You're heartbroken. I originally wanted you to study abroad. Your grades are promising for Harvard, but you don't even look at them. The financial circle eats schools."

Song Yu didn't care: "Where should I study? Do I have to go abroad to study? Fudan's finance department is not bad."

"There is definitely a gap. It's not that I want to belittle the schools in our own country, but I just want to say these two. Of course, Haval is the first choice. There are really a few brushes from Haval's financial majors. In my company, an employee from Haval, That's really excellent, if you want to get involved in this circle, try your best to go up," Father Song said, "and your uncle is there, so it's convenient for you to study."

Song Yu shook his head: "Okay Dad, the time has passed. I just want to study in our own country's school. I really can't stop you from learning anywhere. I don't regret choosing Fudan."

Father Song said sharply, "Are you because of him?"

Song Yudao: "No."

"Would you go without him?"

"Maybe."

"What if he was there?"

"You have to pass the exam even if you die." Song Yudao.

Father Song's face darkened and he warned him with his eyes. Song Yu smiled at his father and said, "I'll go out and have a look."

"Wait a minute." Father Song stopped him, "Give this to him."

Cheng Yan painted with Jiaojiao outside. He had painted several pictures. He painted one, Jiaojiao painted another, and the painting book was full of colorful animals.

"Jiaojiao, mother called you." Song Yu said to the girl lying on her stomach after she came out.

Jiaojiao stood up and asked, "Where?"

Song Yu pointed: "Inside, let's go."

Jiaojiao left with her painting book in her arms. Cheng Yan's time with the baby was over, and he stood up.

"finished?"

Song Yu said, "It will take a while."

Cheng Yan snorted, Song Yu was sitting on the armrest of the sofa in the hall, what he was wearing was really good-looking, it was so eye-catching, Cheng Yan had been studying and couldn't understand how a person could look so delicate.

Although he has been praised for being handsome since he was a child, he is really not on the same level as Song Yu. Song Yu's facial features are so outstanding that so-called good-looking people can easily be killed in front of him.

"Come here." Song Yu raised his hand.

Cheng Yan walked out, he was hugged by Song Yu, and there were still people in the hall. He was embarrassed and reminded: "Pay attention to the influence."

Song Yu turned a deaf ear and insisted on sitting on his lap. He handed Cheng Yan the key, "My dad gave it to you."

"For me?" Cheng Yan lowered his head to look at the set of keys, "Open what?"

Song Yu pretended to be mysterious: "Guess."

Cheng Yan studied it and said, "It can't be a car, can it?"

Song Yu said perfunctorily: "Congratulations on guessing correctly."

Cheng Yan didn't know what car it was, but he didn't care about it and asked, "Why did you send me the car?"

"He understands cars, and he doesn't know what to give you. That's his idea." Song Yu explained.

"I don't know how to drive." That's the problem. Where did Cheng Yan get his driver's license?

"Sooner or later, I will be able to use it in the future. This greeting is okay," Song Yu took the key and put it in his pocket: "Keep it."

Cheng Yan pressed Song Yu's wrist and wanted to say something, but Song Yu stole it, "I know what you want to say, don't reject his heart, you must have something to say when you come to our house for the first time."

"The car is too expensive," Cheng Yan thought about it and knew that this car was definitely not a cheap thing. The few cars he saw in the garage were all good cars, and he didn't know how to drive now and was still in school. , He really couldn't hold this gift, "Don't give it to me yet, I really don't need it."

"It can be used," Song Yu said: "Don't worry, this car will definitely be usable. If you don't drive me, I will drive it. After graduation, I will definitely be short of funds when I just work. If I don't have money to buy a car, I will use this car. In case we are poor. In the center of the earth, if you can’t pay the rent, you can still sell the car, right?”

"What nonsense are you talking about."

Song Yu smiled and patted Cheng Yan's pocket, "Keep it, I don't want to talk about the second reason."

Cheng Yan felt that his pockets were heavy, and he was really flattered this time, "The people in your family are a little too nice to me..."

"Is it not good?"

"Okay, but they're so nice to me, I'm quite stressed."

"Do you know why they are nice to you?" Song Yu asked, Cheng Yan said he didn't know, Song Yu explained, "Because I was afraid you would run away, I would kill you with money first."

"It's a coincidence, I'm on the top of my heart, a man who worships money. I'm relying on you, the young master. I won't run away if I die." Cheng Yan said.

Song Yu pinched his chin, "Yes, you have to be so arrogant, I like your arrogant appearance."

Cheng Yan lowered his head and smiled, the two were too tired and crooked, no matter who looked at them.

Song Yu wrapped both hands around Cheng Yan's waist. Cheng Yan sat on his lap, and he looked at him with every frown and smile. Song Yu said with warm eyes, "Are you still nervous before coming here?"

He could remember what a coward had done before.

Cheng Yan said truthfully, "No more."

Song Yu said, "I told you not to be afraid a long time ago. They don't eat people. You are very attractive, so be confident."

"I'm not unconfident," Cheng Yan said, "then don't be nervous when you see my mother in the future."

"That won't work, you should be nervous."

"Then you're talking about me."

"I want to talk about you."

The two were bickering.

Half an hour later, the bureau disbanded, and a group of people parted ways at the entrance of the hotel. Song Yu saw off a few relatives and friends, and finally his parents. He himself had no plans to go back. He took Cheng Yan to a new place.

"Who else did you see?" Cheng Yan asked, tired enough today.

"My friend." Song Yu said: "Some you have seen."

The friends who had appeared in Cheng Yan's mind appeared. Apart from those, Cheng Yan didn't know about Song Yu's other old friends in Shanghai.

Today was an opportunity, he accompanied Song Yu to go there.

It turned out that Song Yu had greeted his friends long ago, and they gathered in a club where drinks and billiards were mixed.

When Song Yu brought Cheng Yan over, his friends had already opened several dishes, two of which Cheng Yan had met, Lin Can and Yao Shun, the tall one.

"Wow, bright and blind dog's eyes." A boy with a loud voice holding a club said to Song Yu, who was in a formal suit.

Lin Can reacted the same way, clapping his hands and saying, "Master Song has a fan today."

The other boys around the table and holding wine bottles all looked over, and their eyes were full of jokes. Cheng Yan was treated kindly for a day, and it was not easy to get nervous. He calmly joined Song Yu's group of friends. He didn't know if he was wrong, they seemed to like him, maybe for Song Yu's sake.

A true friend won't make a face on the person you like, Cheng Yan thinks this is justified.

"Song Yu, isn't he a little champion? Is he from the province?" Lin Can was speaking, holding a ball in his hand, with conspiracy in his eyes.

Song Yu asked, "How did you know that?"

Lin Can said: "On the sports channel."

Song Yu said proudly: "Well, what do you want to do?"

Lin Can didn't hesitate, and said bluntly: "Everyone is here today, and everyone is gathered together, so let's have an exciting game."

Cheng Yan waited.

Lin Can said: "Before you came, we have already arranged for you to form a team to play the game, one person to one stroke relay, and the losing side will take care of those."

The direction Lin Can pointed was the prepared spirits. The whole pool table was filled with it. The pressure was not covered. It was really exciting. The amount of an entire table is also terrifying.

But the gamble is the excitement.

"Let's talk about it first, the two of you must not be on the same team. We don't care how much we linger in private. We will lead the team separately today, and one of you and him will always lose."

Song Yu laughed: "Wow, you have so many bad ideas, do you think I have a chance to win?"

Lin Can said: "Then we don't care, you ask your partner to release water."

Song Yu looked at Cheng Yan, this table is not a place where he can show off his strength, Lin Can and the group made it clear that they want to support Cheng Yan to deal with his relatives and friends.

Song Yu was not tenacious either, so he asked, "Cheng Yan, be nice to your husband."

Cheng Yan yelled at him in public: "Don't yell."

Song Yu is shameless, Cheng Yan has no way to do anything, his group of friends really want to make trouble with him, and this idea hurts Song Yu, because they know that Cheng Yan will not lose, but looking at so many bottles of wine, Song Yuxing ?

Cheng Yan is going to have a hard time.

Several people even divided the team, one person and one shot began to play the relay, Cheng Yan was the last shot, Song Yu was also the last shot, this group of people deliberately wanted to see them embarrassing each other.

If Cheng Yan didn't come up, he gave him a horse. He was gentle enough to Song Yu, and anyone could hit that shot.

"Yes, just keep it like this." Song Yu stood in front of him, bent over, and said knowingly, "I will lose myself."

He has to lose, Song Yu knows that this result cannot be changed, Cheng Yan has the ability to clear one shot, even if they are about to win, he can break the game with one shot and turn defeat into victory.

Song Yu didn't hold out hope for this game at all, but his friends wanted to show their affection to Cheng Yan and give him a boost. , he would rather his happiness be based on his face, those are not important to Song Yu, and now the most important thing in his heart is the little boy who is bent over and has sharp eyes.

While waiting, Song Yu held the wine bottle and pinned his eyes on Cheng Yan's waist like a wolf. Even his fingers on the table could arouse his excitement.

During the process, Cheng Yan looked up and saw Song Yu staring at him, his eyes were too hot, he was embarrassed to face it, turned his head away, and continued to watch the situation on the table.

"Can I apply for a pole change?" Lin Can said, "I let him solve this shot, but I really can't figure it out."

Yao Shun clasped his hands and said, "Aren't you kidding me?"

Lin Can came up with an idea: "Then you can also have the right to change poles later."

Lin Can gave Cheng Yan the shot. He was stumped and couldn't solve it. Cheng Yan took his shot and hit it smoothly. After dropping the pocket, he leaned over and continued to hit the ball. It was the other person's turn. While watching, and then looking at Song Yu, he was burned by the fiery gaze, he hurriedly lowered his head, and Song Yu smiled maliciously.

When Song Yu hit the ball, he took off his suit jacket, inside was a white shirt, his sleeves rolled up, revealing his strong forearms, he leaned down, everything was ready, the buttons on his chest were slightly opened, Showing a small piece of skin seems to be intentional, Song Yu suddenly raised his eyes and bumped into a pair of cramped eyes.

Cheng Yan knew that he had bad intentions for a long time, how could he know that he would still act like this, why did he suddenly raise his eyes? He watched Song Yu's small movements showing his chest muscles were all seen, Cheng Yan's eyes became hot and he looked away.

He especially doesn't like to meet Song Yu's eyes, sometimes it's very hot, you can see what he's thinking at a glance, how can Cheng Yan stand up when he thinks of that kind of thing.

"Papa." The ball fell into the hole.

Song Yu straightened up and continued to hit the ball. The two were fiery and flirting with each other, like strangers who fell in love at first sight and secretly ambiguous.

No one cared about the result of this game, and neither Song Yu nor Cheng Yan accepted the punishment.

The two had mutual intentions, and midfielder Song Yu took them away. In the unlit ball room, there was only a faint light from the window, which could not illuminate the greedy faces of the two.

They kissed in the dark, so intense that they melted each other into their own blood.

"Do you know why I chose this place?" Song Yu asked in a hoarse voice, full of emotions.

Cheng Yan's breathing disorder: "I don't know."

Song Yu pressed the back of his head, kissed and said, "I like watching you play billiards, it makes me want to fuck you."

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At eleven o'clock in the evening, Song Yu's room was in full swing.

Cheng Yan was disheveled and they didn't turn on the lights, so they groped in the dark like this. Cheng Yan couldn't unbutton Song Yu's buttons. He was wearing formal clothes today, and to be honest, it really tempted him.

But he also hates formal clothes, because it is so troublesome! Can't get it out, can't get it out...

He frantically messed up his hands and could only cry aggrievedly: "Give me..."

"What do you want?" Song Yu hung the person, holding the person's chin at night, "Speak clearly."

"You," Cheng Yan was embarrassed by the buttons and wanted to cry anxiously, "I want you."

Song Yu held his face with satisfaction: "Be quiet, my parents are asleep."

...

I don't know what time it is late at night. Do you still have the energy to go to class tomorrow? Dangerous.

But how can they think so much, they are insatiable, making a heartbeat and panic in the middle of the night.

Cheng Yan was strangled, and Song Yu's arm was sweaty and fell on his neck, soaking the pillow.

The identical tattoos collided on the ankles, and the black letters were not obvious enough at night, but they still remembered the pain engraved in their hearts.

Song Yu crouched between Cheng Yan's neck, pressed against his ear, and said something confusing from the bottom of his heart:

"My sweet heart."