old time

Every family in the north is different during Chinese New Year. Xiao Yang’s family eats New Year’s Eve dinner around four or five in the afternoon, makes dumplings while watching the Spring Festival Gala, and eats dumplings together at eleven or twelve in the middle of the night.

It was already afternoon when Xiao Yang and the others got home, and the old couple didn't let them help with the cooking.After having lunch together, Liu Hui drove the two of them back to the house to sleep, and waited until they got enough sleep to celebrate the new year together.

Xiao Yang dragged Wei Song into the bedroom, and Wei Song still looked angry and unreasonable.

"It's almost done." Xiao Yang gave a warning.

Wei Song was still waiting for Xiao Yang to coax him, who knew that the other party had no patience.

He turned his head stubbornly, "Hmph."

Xiao Yang laughed angrily, and stretched out his hand to touch Wei Song's short hair that he had just trimmed a few days ago. His palm was itchy from the cross-section pushed by the razor, and his heart was also itchy. He said softly, "Good boy."

Wei Song was taken aback when he heard the tone, and then threw Xiao Yang on the bed like a beast, he just couldn't resist Xiao Yang's ever-changing behavior.

"Don't make trouble." Before Xiao Yang could react, he hurriedly refused.

"It's not messing around, I'm doing business." Wei Song's hand speed has been trained very fast, and he took off a few pieces of clothes in two or three strokes.

"Aren't you not looking forward to it?" Xiao Yang asked while dealing with Wei Song's hands and mouth.

"It's not night." Wei Song argued.

"There is no way at home." Xiao Yang made a big move.

Wei Song was taken aback for a moment, and just about to say something, then Xiao Yang added, "I didn't wash inside either."

Wei Song regained his composure and got up from Xiao Yang.

"I'll help you," Xiao Yang was happy, stretched out his hand, and added as soon as he touched it, "By hand?"

Wei Song was already content, but Xiao Yang deliberately added such a sentence, his thoughts became active in an instant, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Xiao Yang looked amused at his perverted upper body, "You have to help me too."

So the two used their hands and mouth together, and challenged the flat 69 and the three-dimensional 69. The scene was dirty and messy.

After the end, the two of them didn't dare to go out of the bedroom to rinse their mouths. Xiao Yang suddenly remembered that there was still a travel-sized mouthwash in the suitcase, so they rinsed their mouths together. While rinsing, they looked at each other and smiled, like a primary school student for some reason Skipping class is a bit guilty but also very happy.

Anyway, after tossing and releasing again, the two of them fell asleep quickly, and fell asleep after a while.

"Yangzi, Xiao Song, wake up and come out to make dumplings." At about 9 o'clock, the Spring Festival Gala had performed two language programs, and Xiao Yang and Wei Song were finally woken up mercilessly.

Although the two didn't sleep for a few hours, they also felt like a homeless person. Liu Hui couldn't stand it anymore and pushed them into the toilet for them to wash.

"I brush my teeth, my throat is still salty." Wei Song said to Xiao Yang in the toilet.

"I didn't let you swallow it, you swallowed it yourself." Xiao Yang rolled his eyes.

Wei Song was overjoyed when he heard this, pulled Xiao Yang away, and looked at him questioningly, "Really?"

Xiao Yang turned around forcefully, "I don't know what you're talking about."

Wei Song didn't continue talking, and brushed his teeth lying on Xiao Yang's back.

He can understand Xiao Yang, Xiao Yang is always more enthusiastic and dedicated when it comes to bed affairs, it seems to give people a feeling that Wei Song doesn't love him, but Wei Song knows that he needs to save a part of reason to ensure safety , just like his obsession with condoms all the time.Of course he loves, even more, so much that he can't accept a little damage from him.

"You don't know how to make dumplings?" Xiao Yang was very surprised when he saw the strange shape in Wei Song's hand.

"Is it strange? I don't usually eat dumplings." Wei Song was a little embarrassed. His family didn't eat dumplings during the Chinese New Year, and they basically didn't eat them in normal times.

"It's okay, it's easy to learn, just pinch it like this." Liu Hui directed and helped.

"Hey, why are you so stupid, put less traps, you pinch the middle first, eh, no, isn't it leaking again?" Xiao Yang was anxious at the side, his tone inadvertently carrying a bit of blame.

Wei Song looked up at him with dissatisfaction and aggrievedness. A few hours ago, he was still the king and hegemony, why is he being rejected again now.

When Xiao Yang saw Wei Song's puppy's eyes, his heart felt weak, and he reached out to help him wrap it up.

Wei Song looked up to see that the elders were concentrating on making dumplings, and quickly kissed Xiao Yang on the side of his cheek.

Xiao Jun who happened to lift his head to pick up the dumpling wrapper: ...

Wei Song, who found himself discovered, and Xiao Yang, who witnessed his father's strange expression: ...

Xiao Jun calmed down, pretended nothing happened, and continued making dumplings.

Fortunately, Wei Song has a good learning ability, and under Xiao Yang's personal guidance, he can also stand alone.Xiao Yang found that his bag was not bad, so he ran to the side to hide, washed his hands, and poured himself a glass of orange juice to drink.

"Pour me a glass too." Wei Song asked aloud.

Xiao Yang obediently poured another cup of peach-flavored ones, brought them to Wei Song together, and fed him a sip each, "Which one to drink?"

Wei Song smacked his lips, "Orange juice."

Xiao Yang fed him another sip of orange juice, and he took a sip of peach juice from Wei Song's cup.When he left, he didn't forget to wipe the corners of Wei Song's mouth casually.

The old couple really didn't see it.

Fortunately, after that, Xiao Yang sat on the sofa to watch the Spring Festival Gala in a fake manner, forgetting about the people who were still busy in the restaurant.

Sitting at the table, Wei Song looked at the old man who was making dumplings with him, his mother posted photos of the two of them having a carnival in the United States on his phone, and looked at the quiet and pleasant side faces on the sofa. Nothing can shake his happiness at the moment, just like the sweetness of fruit juice left in his mouth, leisurely aftertaste.

"Songzi, you have changed your name to Mom and Dad, so this red envelope will be regarded as a change fee." During the dinner, Liu Hui took out a slightly thicker red envelope and handed it to Wei Song.

Wei Song was kind and kind, and said with a smirk, "Thank you, Mom and Dad."

Xiao Yang was also happy in his heart, completely forgetting that he was thinking about breaking up not long ago, "I don't have any red envelopes."

"Yes, why not." Then he took out another red envelope.

Looking at the red envelope as thin as cicada's wings, it formed a stark contrast with Wei Song's, "Mom, you are partial."

"How much do you expect from me for the water that your married son poured out." Liu Hui launched another complaint attack.

Xiao Yang was taken aback, and Wei Song beside him started laughing, Xiao Yang blushed, and kicked Wei Song, "Who will marry whom."

"I'll marry you, I'll marry you." Wei Song coaxed his daughter-in-law with a smile.

After laughing enough, Wei Song felt sad again, if he could pull such a legal piece of paper, it would make no difference who married whom.

As soon as midnight arrives, with the colorful bells ringing on the screen of the Spring Festival Gala, the four of them raise their glasses to wish a happy new year together. After that, this festival year will pass like this, and the next step is to wash up and get ready for bed. up.

What is the meaning of this bell? Life will not be different because of this bell, but everyone is waiting. The reason can only be that the happiness at this moment is unparalleled. , Sharing a family relationship, that's all.

Wei Song helped tidy up the kitchen and went into the bedroom, and found that Xiao Yang was covered with a quilt, staring at him with round eyes, it could be seen that he had a good sleep in the afternoon.

"What's the matter?" Wei Song looked into Xiao Yang's eyes, feeling inexplicably nervous.

Xiao Yang didn't say a word, and stretched out a smooth hand, holding an aluminum film packaging object in it.

Wei Song took a look, and his eyes flickered.

Walked over to take it, and used it to pick Xiao Yang's chin, "When did you buy it?"

Xiao Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, "When I was buying juice just now."

Because one hand has already been stretched out, and half of the shoulder has been exposed, Xiao Yang is playing the temptation of the half-exposed shoulder again.

Wei Song's hand followed Xiao Yang's chin to his collarbone, shoulders, and chest, all the way down.

Touching the bottom, the eyes suddenly opened.Wearing nothing.

Xiao Yang suddenly pushed away his hand, and wrapped the quilt tightly again.

Wei Song was overjoyed, and began to take off his clothes.

"Wait," Xiao Yang arched himself up, leaning against the head of the bed, and then said, "Let me see a striptease."

Wei Song was also in good spirits, he cast a wink at Xiao Yang, pretended to twist a few times, and when he was about to take it off, he still felt intoxicated with his hands from the chest muscle to the bottom.

Xiao Yang smiled first, and then the smile froze on his face.Wei Song observed this, and knew that Xiao Yang couldn't bear to be teased and reacted.

Wei Song knew the interest and walked over with only a pair of underwear left, waiting for Xiao Yang's action.

Xiao Yang straightened up, and the quilt could still cover the place that should be covered.Xiao Yang's hand has already touched Wei Song's chest one step ahead. It seems that Wei Song's figure has gotten better recently, and he can't put it down when he touches it.

Xiao Yang's hand also moved down gradually, but it was through that layer of cloth that Wei Song couldn't bear to tease him, and finally his head protruded from the top of the cloth.

Xiao Yang leaned forward, kissed Wei Song's neck, chest and abdominal muscles, and finally stopped at the protruding head, and kissed him a few times forcefully.

Fortunately, I vented once in the afternoon, otherwise Wei Song would not be able to withstand such teasing.

After flirting, Xiao Yang seemed tired, pulled the quilt and lay back without saying a word, and threw the things Wei Song put on the bedside towards Wei Song.

Wei Song smiled knowingly, and slowly and seductively took off the only piece of fabric, the murder weapon Xiao Yang just kissed swayed with his movements.He tore off the aluminum film packaging casually, and put it on his murder weapon, as if sharpening the blade.

Then Wei Song tore off Xiao Yang's quilt, and Xiao Yang's murder weapon was also in the state of killing the enemy. Seeing Wei Song felt proud, he couldn't help but leaned over and kissed a few times.

Thus, the first shot of the new year started quietly when Xiao Yang insisted on stealing, collaborating with the enemy and treason, and Wei Song attacked the city with gold and iron horses.