Self-cultivation with a plate of tomato scrambled eggs

When Song Xiaowu got up, he felt no discomfort except his calf was still a little sore.He sat up, took advantage of Li Tianqi's absence, and turned the whole bed over again, without any suspicious traces, he finally had to accept the fact that he was so tired that he fell asleep straight away last night, and let down the fact that the bed was full of bright red .

That sullen guy, Da Lizi, will definitely change all the sheets and quilt covers in a hurry.Song Xiaowu thought dejectedly.

"Wake up and stay in bed?" Li Tianqi stood at the door and said, "Hurry up and wash your face and brush your teeth, come down to eat."

"Then what do we eat for the first breakfast in our new house?" Song Xiaowu showed his two straight long legs, his smooth skin was a color whiter than his face, and put them on the red quilt. The underpants I bought during the big sale are indeed somewhat attractive.

Li Tianqi couldn't help but slapped those two legs: "When is it, let's have lunch directly." After urging, he turned and went out again.Song Xiaowu was left behind aggrievedly wearing a slipper to wash up, and took out his mobile phone to check the time: [-]:[-], just in time for lunch.

Before returning to Yao's house, he wandered around the restaurant again, so that when Song Xiaowu stepped into the double yellow rosewood gate again, the clock in the living room had already pointed to [-]:[-].

Fortunately, the old man is not in the living room.Just as Song Xiaowu was thinking this way, he ran into Aunt Lin who was feeding some mynahs on the balcony. She immediately lowered her head, as if obediently admitting her mistake.

Aunt Lin cast a reproachful look at him, and pointed to the dim sum plate on the tea table: "You can eat the white cloud cake that was just delivered, and take it to your father's study when the tea is ready."

No one in the Yao family likes to eat sweets. When Song Xiaowu didn't come, no one would keep such sweet snacks.Song Xiaowu was a little ashamed, nodded to Aunt Lin's words, and was about to sit down when Yao Jian came out of his room, stood at the stairs and said to Song Xiaowu, "Come with me."

"The house in Shouchun Hutong..." Yao Jian's study was between his and Song Xiaowu's bedrooms. Song Xiaowu stood upright when he entered the door, as if he was ready to receive education.

Seeing him like this, Yao Jian couldn't bear to blame him anymore. After thinking about it for a while, she decided to be more tactful.But he noticed Song Xiaowu's face was incomprehensible, and he guessed that he must have collected the real estate certificate and hadn't even looked at it, so he explained: "It's your birthday present from Dad. The property over there is one I can trust. It’s from an acquaintance, so Dad paid the money, and I let people go through the specific procedures—why do you already have a house under your name?”

Because Song Xiaowu knew about himself and Li Tianqi, he felt that there was nothing to hide, so he nodded and admitted: "Li Tianqi bought it and wrote my name."

Yao Jian couldn't help frowning, and then asked again: "Is it with his money?"

Song Xiaowu thought it was easy to hide something from his father, but it was not easy to hide it from his elder brother, he just smiled and said: "How can it be so clear, the money earned by the restaurant has always been used by the two of us... . " Seeing that Yao Jian's expression was wrong, he realized that the focus of this conversation was not on the house.

Sure enough, Yao Jian said: "Xiao Wu, Dad doesn't like this kind of atmosphere, so I have been covering up the matter between you and Li Tianqi for you. But don't be too high-profile, when you get married in the future, the bride's family will always save face Gu Quan."

"Who... am I going to marry?" Song Xiaowu suddenly felt that he couldn't understand what he said.

"Don't you like Yuan Ke?" Yao Jian glanced at him, "You can marry her."

"Brother..." Song Xiaowu felt unbelievable. He had too many things to refute, and he couldn't say anything at the moment. In the end, he could only say: "My liking for her is not the same as liking for Li Tianqi at all." thing."

"But you are going to get married after all." Several days later, Song Xiaowu heard the exact same words as Yao Jian said again, this time it was Yuan Ke.

Seeing that they had just reconciled, Song Xiaowu was not in a hurry to say no.Unknowingly influenced by Yuan Ke's movements, he also began to poke the mango halberd in front of him one after another, and then found that he could not wrap the mango halberd with the fork and the belt stuffing like she did. stand up.Yuan Ke put the halberd into his mouth, and then began to laugh at him unrestrainedly, the corners of his eyes and brows were full of smiles.

Song Xiaowu suddenly felt that this was quite good, and he laughed unknowingly.When Yuan Ke said on the phone, "Do you know that you hurt my fragile heart", his tone was actually [-] points free and easy. As for how much part of the free and easy is pretending, it would be cruel to care about it seriously—— At least she cherishes this friendship as much as herself, Song Xiaowu thought, knowing this is enough.

But Yuan Ke also thought that he would get married. "I know that Li Tianqi is your boyfriend, so you don't need to show it off." Yuan Ke gave him a white look: "But your father will only let you marry a girl, so don't think that there is any room for you to play tricks on this."

Song Xiaowu didn't want to continue this unpleasant topic, but he couldn't help but retort after hearing this sentence: "But he can't stop me from coming out publicly, I don't believe there are girls willing to marry me."

"It's not possible." Yuan Ke stayed in the capital for a long time, and his son's voice came out naturally: "Anyway, I don't mind marrying you."

"Ah?" Song Xiaowu looked at her in surprise, but saw the other party drinking juice indifferently, while pointing to the brochure of the new stage play: "See this next time."

Such words can be used to amuse me.Song Xiaowu thought.

On the way to send Yuan Ke back to her friend's house, Song Xiaowu suddenly heard her say: "When I was a child, the business at home was not as busy as it is now. My mother took me everywhere to do manicures all day long. I saw those manicurists did it for me a few times. I have learned it, and I can paint more beautifully and uniquely than them, but so what? My dad still let me go to Beijing Normal University to study for a master’s degree in ancient literature. As for now, I don’t do nail art The store doesn't study ancient books, at most it's idle and boring, practicing hands with Sun Yao and the others' nails."

She got out of the car, handed all kinds of bags containing bottles and cans to the aunt who came to open the door, and then turned to Song Xiaowu and said: "You are my real good friend, so I will tell you this." She rushed to him casually He waved his hand and walked into the house, "I'll keep the show tickets for you."