Song Qiao and Yan Zhuo had mentioned the reason why the little eagle was not adopted, and he knew it. And what he just said was just a joke, but he didn't expect Song Yan's reaction to be so big.
Yan Zhuo took a deep breath: "Sorry, I was wrong, I shouldn't be talking nonsense."
Song Xiaoying's giggling voice came not far away, Song Yan didn't say any more, but his still cold face let Yan Zhuo know that he was angry.
"Is wolfberry soaked in water good to drink?" Yan Zhuo had nothing to say, trying to get Song Yan to calm down quickly.
A gust of wind hit Song Yan's hair, and he said flatly, "It's not smelly."
Yan Zhuo said: "To be honest, when I was young, my family had a wolfberry tree. I used it as a snack every three and five days. As a result, I ate too much and got nosebleeds all over my body. I was beaten by my grandma that night. After one meal, I never ate again."
His tone is exaggerated, and people can imagine his mischievous appearance when he was a child even in the distant years.
Song Yan tilted his head and couldn't help a laugh from his throat.
Yan Zhuo poked his neck and glanced at it.
call…
He sighed in his heart, Song Yan smiled, he laughed!
If you laugh, you should be angry.
Yan Zhuo continued to work hard: "Godberry is for nourishing the kidneys, you should drink more."
Song Yan suppressed his smile, gave a light snort in a neutral manner, and took a sip of the "kidney tonic water" without expression.
…
After a while, the two children were out of play, and Song Yaya suddenly wanted to reach the icicles hanging from the eaves, but she was too short. So she asked Song Xiaoying to help her, and Song Xiaoying made her call her brother, and then stretched out her one arm to carry Song Yaya on her back. Song Yaya slowly straightened up from his back and stretched out his arm to reach for the ice.
But the height of the two of them together is still not enough. Song Yaya touched it several times, but couldn't even touch the ice tail.
Yan Zhuo looked anxious, and with a flash of the spirit gate, he took a picture of a beautiful man who was in a quiet daze, and said, "The two of them are too short to reach the ice. Carry me on your back, and I will reach it."
Song Yancai didn't want to participate in their childish games, so he said coldly, "How old are you?"
"Five years old," Yan Zhuo said boldly, "I'm only five years old this year."
He opened his mouth to talk nonsense, made Song Yan laugh angrily, and snorted and didn't bother to talk to him anymore.
Yan Zhuo said, "Huh? You... how come you lost all your childlike innocence when you grow up?"
Hearing this, Song Qiao came to the courtyard after washing the dishes, and said, "Then you really wronged him, childlike innocence..." He paused, and then laughed loudly: "He hasn't had haha since he was a child." Ha ha."
"I think so too."
Song Yan watched them come and go with a sad face, wishing that the tape would seal their mouths.
He shouldn't have brought Yan Zhuo here, Yan Zhuo was more noisy than the two of them.
Song Qiao couldn't understand Song Yan's old man's demeanor since he was a child, so he patted Yan Zhuo and gave him a look of "you understand" with a shy expression, Yan Zhuo instantly understood. He cleared his throat, pulled Song Yan's arm and said coquettishly, "Ah, brother Song Yan, carry me on your back, carry me on your back."
…
Song Yan felt a chill.
Yan Zhuo was still yelling, which meant that Song Yan would not stop talking if he disagreed.
Song Yan was helpless, annoyed by his noise, took a step forward, stretched out his arms, and said, "I'll give you ten seconds, ten, nine..."
Yan Zhuo's heart felt hot, he raised his leg and jumped onto Song Yan's back.
"drive-"
Song Yan patted his butt lightly, and reprimanded: "Don't shake around."
"Oh." Yan Zhuo put his arms around his neck, and An An lay flat on his back.
He was sweating all over the game and didn't take a break, just after noon Song Yan proposed to leave, Song Qiao insisted on keeping him and Yan Zhuo to sleep at home for one night, but he declined.
He said: "I haven't been back to Lanwan for a long time, so I won't live here."
Lanwan is a house that Song Yan bought two years ago. It has three bedrooms and two living rooms, and it is about 100 square meters. It is not far from Xinqiao, and it takes only ten minutes by taxi, and it will arrive in a short while.
After getting out of the car, Song Yan said to Yan Zhuo, "Wait here for a while, I'll go shopping nearby."
Yan Zhuo said: "What are you buying, I'll go with you."
Song Yan's expression was a bit strange, he paused, and refused: "No need, you just wait here obediently."
Be good if you say good, Yan Zhuo's heart trembled, he refused to admit it, he said: "What is mysterious, then you go."
"Yeah." Song Yan said, "Don't run around, I won't find you if you lose it."
In ten minutes, Song Yan came back, giving Yan Zhuo every chance to run around. He was carrying a bag of things in his hand, Yan Zhuo glanced, only saw the word pharmacy.
"Are you sick?" Yan Zhuo asked, he thought Song Yan had gone to buy medicine.
In fact, Song Yan did go to buy medicine, but...
Song Yan said: "For you."
"Me?" Yan Zhuo was surprised, "I'm in good health, what medicine can I take."
Song Yan raised his eyebrows: "Think about it carefully."
No matter how I think about it, I will—Yan Zhuo suddenly stopped, he glanced under him, and coughed awkwardly: "My... yours... did you buy it for smear?"
Seeing that he finally came to his senses, Song Yan hummed.
Really.
Yan Zhuo's face turned red instantly, and the blood gradually rose to his ears.
How to wipe this...
He entered Song Yan's house with the heart of going to his own grave, and soon he knew how to wipe it off.
The decoration style of Song Yan's home is very similar to his personality, mainly black and white, giving people a tough and dull feeling, very much like his cold face when he is not talking.
Song Yan let him lie on the sofa, took out a tube of ointment from the bag and said, "Do you come by yourself or do you want me to help?"
Yan Zhuo was a little confused, swallowed and said: "I, I will do it myself." How dare you trouble Song Tianxian to do such a vulgar thing, he took the ointment silently.
"hiss-"
After a while, Yan Zhuo let out a wail, and he asked, "You, you... did you buy mint flavor?" There was a chill between his buttocks.
"I don't know." Song Yan said honestly, "The pharmacy staff took it, maybe it was."
"..."
possible
Yan Zhuo closed his eyes and had no choice but to admit it. Anyway, it's all wiped off.
He lay on the sofa for a while, and struggled to sit up until the coolness under his body dissipated slowly.
He raised his eyelids and looked around, and asked, "Tonight...where am I going to sleep?"
Song Yan was boiling water in the kitchen, he was taken aback when he heard the words, to be honest, he didn't think about letting Yan Zhuo stay overnight. It's just that Yan Zhuo said that the downside hurts, and he provoked this matter, so he brought Yan Zhuo here temporarily.
"Don't you need to go back to the nursing home?" Song Yan asked, "Aren't you going to be on duty?"
Yan Zhuo got nervous, and said bye-bye: "I don't need it, there are guards on duty."
Song Yan didn't speak any more.
A few seconds later, Yan Zhuo connected the severed brain nerve, and asked cautiously: "You... don't you want me to stay?"
The water happened to be boiled at this time, and the room was suddenly silent, and the breath could be heard clearly in an instant, making the atmosphere even more embarrassing.
For a moment no one spoke.
Yan Zhuo lowered his eyes, waiting for the answer in silence.
After a while, after waiting for the embarrassment, Song Yan said: "If you want, you can stay."
Yan Zhuo glanced over his head, stared at his expression and asked, "What about you? Do you want me to stay?"
Automatically ignoring things that both parties knew well, Song Yan unhurriedly took out two cups from the cabinet: "Is there a difference?"
Why is there no difference. Yan Zhuo laughed at himself: "I want to stay, but I have to have a reason." He pulled the sofa cover, "Can't you give me that reason?"
"No," Song Yan said simply, "I have no reason to give it to you."
In fact, there is nothing wrong with this sentence coming out of his mouth. He really has no reason to keep Yan Zhuo. It would be unrealistic to insist on fabricating one on the spot.
Yan Zhuo also realized this, and felt that he was making trouble out of no reason. Anyway, they were not in love yet, it was a one-night stand at best, so what right did he have to ask Song Yan to keep him.
Yan Zhuo felt uncomfortable, and insisted on pretending nothing happened, he said: "Can you let me stay overnight, I will leave tomorrow morning." He found an excuse and said: "The restaurants around the nursing home are closed, and I can't find one. Go to the place to eat, just take care of me a few more meals today."