Song Yan was standing by the window on the second floor, holding the phone with his fingertips, as if he had come over for a while, just staring blankly downstairs.
Xia Zhiye, on the other hand, looked up at someone who was stunned by the French windows on the second floor across a garden, and chuckled, "Boyfriend, it's a bit cold at night in the north with minus ten degrees in winter."
While speaking, Song Yan could even clearly see clouds of white mist exhaling from Xia Zhiye's lips and teeth under the dim yellow and trembling street lamps, entangled in the cold winter night in the north.
Only then did he realize that the Xia Zhiye in front of him was a living Xia Zhiye, not the Xia Zhiye in his fantasy.
So he didn't have time to think about anything, turned around and ran downstairs with his slippers on, opened the door, walked through the garden, opened the courtyard door, and ran straight into Xia Zhiye's embrace that he had prepared long ago.
I don't know how fast he ran, but the short distance from the bedroom on the second floor of the villa to the gate of the villa made him out of breath, and white mist was steaming in the air.
Xia Zhiye folded his arms and wrapped him in his arms, feeling his thin body wearing only a silk pajamas, and the circle was tighter, trying to block the wind and snow and pass his body temperature: "Why don't you wear a coat?" One came out?"
Song Yan, who was so excited and forgot everything: "..."
Xia Zhiye watched him suddenly run from the heating room to the outside with the tip of his nose turning red, and laughed in a low voice: "Could it be that Brother Yan misses me and can't wait to throw himself into my arms?"
Song Yan was overwhelmed by his thoughts, and became angry from embarrassment, and stepped on it directly.
As a result, he was wearing slippers, and Xia Zhiye was wearing Martin boots. Xia Zhiye didn't feel anything when he stepped on it, but Song Yan's toes touched the rivets on the shoe. Holding Xia Zhiye's collar, he burrowed into his arms, and hit Xia Zhiye angrily as he did so.
Xia Zhiye could only smile and hug him tighter: "I ran all the way to find a boyfriend, but in the end I was trampled on and hammered. Am I wronged?"
"Did I want you to come?" Song Yan said so, but his body arched into Xia Zhiye's warm embrace, "Why did you come here in the middle of the night?"
A few hours ago he was still posting photos of Xia’s family in Nanwu Tuannian, how could he say that he came to Beijing when he came to Beijing
Xia Zhiye looked down at him, and blinked mysteriously: "Didn't I tell you that Song Xiaoxi is a sacred tree, as long as you make a wish to it, I promise to appear."
"..."
Song Yan turned around and left.
Xia Zhiye hurriedly caught him back, and said with a smile, "Why are you so young? I kissed my brother-in-law's private jet. He accompanied my sister in Nanwu to celebrate the New Year yesterday, and he has to rush back to his home early this morning. , the route was set half a month ago."
"So you planned to come to me half a month ago?"
"Well. Because I missed my boyfriend half a month ago and couldn't sleep, so in order to be able to see my boyfriend on the first day of the new year, I spent half a month doing quizzes during the day and helping my sister get points at night. The abdominal muscles are so thin from hard work, feel it if you don't believe me." Xia Zhiye said, holding Song Yan's hand and strapping it around his waist.
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Song Yan touched it, but Xia Zhiye's abdominal muscles were still firm.
Realizing that Xia Zhiye just wanted to take advantage of him, he said coldly, "Well, that's fine, now that I see it, we can go."
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Xia Zhiye couldn't believe it: "I'm leaving now?"
Song Yan took it for granted: "Otherwise?"
Xia Zhiye: "..."
Song Yan thoughtfully opened Xia Zhiye's stiff arms, adjusted the scarf for him, and explained in a good voice: "Song Lele and his grandparents are here, there are old people and children at home, you come here suddenly , the effect is not good.
Song Yan's rare good-tempered explanation did not sound like he was being arrogant.
After straightening the scarf for him, she kissed him lightly on tiptoe: "They're going to wake up right away. If they don't see well, I'll go back first. You should go back too. See you at the beginning of school."
After speaking, he wrapped himself in his thin pajamas, quickly ran into the gate of the villa, walked through the garden, and ran all the way to the door.
And Xia Zhiye felt the sudden loss of warmth in his arms, and stood there blankly, not knowing what to do for a while.
He really missed Song Yan, thinking that Song Yan would be very happy and touched, they could hug each other and talk, have a good meal together, and then sleep with Song Yan, and he even gave Song Yan I prepared New Year's money, but ⑾旾 handed over the result of Qin Xing.
He ⒂ Chi Song was tired of anger, but a little disappointed.
Standing outside the gate, like a big dog that got lost in a snowy day, he looked dazed and pitiful.
After Song Yan ran up the steps in front of the door, he turned around and saw Xia Zhiye's appearance. Finally, he couldn't hold back anymore and laughed out loud, and then quickly returned to his indifference: "So can you come in? If you don't come in again, They really woke up."
"...?"
Xia Zhiye was slightly stunned, and then realized that Song Yan was pretending to forget that he would come to see him before taking revenge, so he couldn't help but bow his head and laugh angrily.
The little thing has learned to play tricks on people now.
Slowly wandering into the garden, closing the gate, then slowly wandering up to Song Yan, looking down at the past: "Someone's acting skills are getting better and better now."
Song Yan leaned against the door, raised his eyebrows indifferently: "I learned from someone, this is called courtesy."
"Oh, it seems that Brother Yan has learned how to reciprocate." Xia Zhiye slightly bent his eyes, showing a somewhat familiar and dangerous look in his smile.
Song Yan, who originally thought he had the upper hand, heard these four words, and suddenly an alarm bell sounded, and he immediately ran to his bedroom.
Looks like someone knew what to expect.
Xia Zhiye was not in a hurry, and slowly changed into the disposable slippers at the door, and then slowly followed Song Yanhuang into the bedroom, closed the door, and locked it.
Then he grabbed Song Yan who was about to hide in the bathroom, leaned against the wall, and asked, "What are you running for?"
Song Yanyi, who is used to being unreasonable, was also strong, raised his chin, and said coldly: "(1) I just want to go to the bathroom to put hot water for you, otherwise you want to catch a cold tomorrow?"
It was windy and snowy outside, and it was very cold, but the heater inside was fully turned on. Xia Zhiye felt a little hot in a sweater jacket.
And Song Yan was pushed against the wall, his hair was slightly messed up by the running just now, his nose and cheeks were also slightly reddish by the wind, his pajamas were a bit big, but he was thin, revealing a large area of snow-white skin on his neck and a thin and delicate body clavicle.
Xia Zhiye had been tired of Song Yan for a long time, and when he saw Song Yan's irritating and likable appearance again, he couldn't help moving his head, and said in a low voice: "There is ⒂ Xing Yaojun
Song Yan originally wanted to say ⒂ the school, but when he saw Xia Zhiye's snow-covered hair and shoulders, and his eyebrows, eyes and shoulders exhausted from the car, he lowered his eyelashes and let out a soft "hmm".
At the end, he felt that Xia Zhiye should not be too proud, so he added indifferently: "Just a little bit."
Xia Zhiye chuckled, and hugged his waist tighter: "If there's only a little bit, then give me a kiss, okay?"
Song Yan hung her fingertips by her side, curled up slightly, then raised her head, and quickly pecked at the corner of Xia Zhiye's lips. Just as she was about to leave, Xia Zhiye grabbed the back of her head and kissed him deeply and forcefully.
Feeling the familiar atmosphere and that moment, Song Yan closed his eyes, grabbed Xia Zhiye's waist, raised his head, and tiptoed slightly, expressing his love for Xia Zhiye during this brief separation in another earnest way. Missing is definitely not just a little bit.
Young couples in love are the age at which they can't be separated at the first touch.
The overheated heating in the room made the overcoat and sweater on his body look superfluous, and eventually fell to the ground.
And the bathtub that was originally intended to be filled with hot water to drive Xia Zhiye out of the cold eventually became a battlefield for the two of them.
Song Yan leaned against the bathtub wall, tilted his head slightly, his throat rolled up and down unstoppably, his forehead hair and eyes were covered with water vapor, his skin under the water was almost as cold and delicate as the color of the bathtub, except that there were more lines Unusual red seal.
When it finally came to a certain moment, I couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, and when my ten fingers instinctively tightened suddenly and grasped the edge of the bathtub with incomparable force, they were opened bit by bit by another pair of slender and more powerful hands, accompanied by With a low and bewitching sentence: "Let's learn to reciprocate this time."
So this one bath, I took a bath until the sky was about to light up.
Song Yan's arm has been surnamed Xingjimao all his life.
It feels like doing pull-ups for half an hour.
When Xia Zhiye waited on him to wash, wipe, blow it off, put on clean pajamas, and carried him back to the bed to lie down, he mumbled, "Did you hold it back on purpose?"
Xia Zhiye was angry and funny when he heard Song Yan's words: "I'm going to hold back on purpose, I'm afraid you won't even be able to pick up a pen tomorrow, let alone pamper your harem at that desk."
"Sure enough, this is the real purpose of your coming to see me." Song Yan looked indifferently, "You just want to influence my study."
Xia Zhiye sat on the carpet beside the bed, watching him like this, ⑷set. Leaning closer to her head, she kissed Song Yan, who had just taken a shower, and said, "⒋I am here to compete for favor on purpose, our demon concubine wants to monopolize the harem."
"Humph."
Song Yan was so tired that he didn't even have the strength to swear. Xin Zhu could only utter a disdainful sound from his nasal cavity.
Xia Zhiye (4) set. Kissed him again: "The method, the concubine misses His Majesty so much, thinking that he can't sleep at night, can't eat every day, but His Majesty doesn't call the concubine to sleep with him, so the concubine can only come to recommend the pillow mat."
Song Yancai didn't listen to his nonsense, seeing that he was only wearing his own bathrobe, he said lazily, "Your clothes?"
"Yes, but at my sister's place."
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"I can't bring a suitcase to have an affair with you, can I?"
Song Yanxu kicked him: "Who cheated on you?"
Xia Zhiye smiled and stuffed his feet back into the quilt: "Don't you want me to be discovered by them?"
Thinking of his behavior of pressing back to the room just now while his family members were still ⑿training him to be low-key, Song Yan felt that he really planned to hide Xia Zhiye from others.
Song Yan hurriedly explained with a hoarse voice: "I don't think you are shameful, it's mainly ordinary friends who would come to the house in the early hours of the first day of the new year, and Song Lele's grandparents are here again. They are old, and when the time comes to explain trouble getting up."
"What are you thinking?" Xia Zhiye smiled and brushed Song Yan's hair, "I just want to come to see you, not to force a marriage. Let me go, I will come to see you, and when your family members go out, I will come back The hotel will not be discovered by them."
"..."
How come the more you say it, the more it looks like cheating.
And I still took the script of a scumbag who slept with others and didn't want to be responsible. Xia Zhiye is an infatuated and resentful girl who only wants love, doesn't care about her status, and blindly endures sacrifices.
It made Song Yanxing feel uncomfortable: "Then I will accompany you to the hotel tonight."
Taking advantage of Song's guilt and guilt, Xia Zhiye tempted: "How long will I be with you?"
Song Yan is still very easy to deceive: "You can stay with me as long as you stay in Beijing."
"Okay." Xia Zhiye rubbed Song Yan's head with a satisfied smile, turned on the bed, and hugged Song Yan, "Then let's go to bed now, I'm a little tired."
"Well, well, they usually don't come to my room, and they don't care if I stay in bed." Song Yan also closed his eyes, leaning against Xia Zhiye, smelling the soothing smell on his body, and preparing to sleep for a long time⑺ Have a good time Sleep.
He said, "Good night."
Xia Zhiye kissed his forehead: "Good night."
The sky outside the house was coming to an end, the heavy snow had cleared up, it was cold to the bone, the lights inside the house were dimmed, the bed curtains were drawn tightly, and it was as warm as spring. The two embraced each other and slept.
All the years are well.
"But Song Yan." Xia Zhiye said suddenly, "I always feel like I've forgotten something."
Song Yan closed her eyes: "I think so too."
"So what did you forget?"
"let me see."
"..."
"..."
"!"
"Grass! Xia Zhiye, are your shoes still at the door!"
Song Yan sat up in shock, thinking quickly about how to steal Xia Zhiye's shoes back at breakfast without anyone noticing, when there was a "dong dong dong" knock on the door.
Song Lele's crisp voice sounded like an artificial loudspeaker: "Brother!!! Mom, grandma and grandpa are calling you and your friends to get up for breakfast!!! Let you go to sleep together after breakfast!!! Remember to take dirty clothes Give mommy a wash!!!"
"..."
At that moment, Song Yan thought, Song Lele had too little homework for the winter vacation, and at least 69 more math papers could be added.