Uncle Jinwu Zangyi

It was getting brighter and brighter, and the white sun was shining straight down from the mountain pass overhead.

Song Yu helped the other party up and sat in front of the stone wall. He untied the cloth strips that were originally wrapped around the other party's knees, tore off another piece of cloth from the hem of the long gown, and tied them up again.

"Uncle Yi." Xiao Kan stared at him softly, "You have become different."

Song Yu concentrated on tying cloth strips on the other party, and casually asked, "Why is it different?"

"Uncle Yi doesn't seem to think of himself as Jingyun's elder anymore, but started to think of himself as Jingyun's wife."

Song Yu's hands paused, and then immediately resumed their movements, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Anyway, Uncle Yi doesn't recognize what Jingyun said." Although Xiao Kan felt pain all over his body, he felt extremely warm in his heart. Very happy."

When the other party said this, Song Yu felt a little bit like this. Since leaving Fujing, the more they got along, the more harmonious they became.

This kind of harmony not only exists in talking and doing things on weekdays, but also in doing things at night and being honest in heart.

"You are a lord, I am a people, and my uncle has no reason to disrespect you." After Song Yu tied the cloth strips for the other party, he pressed the other party's ankle.

Although Xiao Kan knew that this kind of nonsense was Song Yu's prevarication, he still didn't like the other party saying, "Then Uncle Yi is also Jingyun's wife, and you and I should be equals, why don't you respect me?" Disrespectful statement."

"That's your farce."

"Is Uncle Yi dissatisfied with our wedding?" Xiao Kan seemed to have figured it out, "Then, when we go back and get married again, Uncle Yao will be there, Uncle Yi, are you satisfied? "

Song Yu pouted, and said angrily, "What does it have to do with this?"

"Jingyun knew it was wrong to force you like that, but at that time, Jingyun had no choice but to act." In fact, every time Xiao Kan mentioned this, he felt a little bit off, "When I think of Uncle Yi unwillingly paying homage to Jingyun I feel sorry for you when you get married."

How can you be unwilling or unwilling, Song Yu asked inwardly.

"Okay, don't talk about it now." Song Yu stopped his hands.

Xiao Kan hummed and held out his hand to Song Yu, "Uncle Yi, come and sit down."

"Okay." Song Yu stretched out his hand and sat down beside Xiao Kan.

"Uncle Yi, let's talk about something." Xiao Kan put his interlocking hands between their legs, "Talk about something that only concerns the two of us, not about others."

This is quite in Song Yu's arms, "Let's listen to what you said."

"Uncle Yi, do you know Jingyun's feelings for you?" Xiao Kan asked cautiously.

Obviously the answer is right there, but asking such a question made Song Yu a little embarrassed, "Now I know."

"Now?" Xiao Kan frowned, "Did Uncle Yi always think that Jing Yun was messing around with you all these years?"

Song Yu only heard the first half of the sentence, "How many years?"

"Uncle Yi really never knew about it?" Xiao Kan turned his head to look into the other person's eyes, "Then when did Uncle Yi think that Jing Yun was interested in you?"

This question caught Song Yu's attention. In fact, he really didn't know when the other party had feelings for him, but it seemed that everything was very unusual since Xiao Kan moved into his yard.

"Uncle... how would you know." Song Yu turned his face to the other side, "You are just a child."

Xiao Kan didn't know whether to be thankful or disappointed, "Jing Yun thought Uncle Yi knew about it a long time ago, at least when Miss Du came to the courtyard, I thought you already understood."

When the other party said this, Song Yu's dusty memory also woke up.

All kinds of things between the two of them seem to have really been forged since then, from the flirting and flirting at the beginning, to the unclear love affair later, and to the blatant and blatant today, everything in it still has something to do with it. traceable.

"It's better not to know, uncle."

Xiao Kan immediately became anxious, "Then if Jingyun hadn't done those things back then, would Uncle Yi, would he have really gotten along with Miss Du?"

"No, but it has nothing to do with your presence or not."

"Did Uncle Yi ever doubt whether Jing Yun's intentions for you are true or not?"

Song Yu originally thought that he would keep silent on this issue, but in the next second he couldn't help saying: "Never doubted."

"In that case." Xiao Kan put his face close to the other's ear, "Why does Uncle Yi still turn a blind eye? Do you hate Jingyun in your heart?"

Song Yu's eyelashes trembled, and he took a breath, "If Uncle Wei hates you, why bother to let you... so many times."

"What do you mean?!" Xiao Kan's heart trembled, "Uncle Yi, you mean, you like it. Jingyun?"

Song Yu felt a little bitter and resentful, "No."

"Yes, no, no, no, no!" Xiao Kan turned the other person's face to face him, "You like Jingyun, right?"

Song Yu was actually a little unbelievable. Although he had repeatedly denied this matter for so many years, he still hoped that the other party knew about it.

But what reason does Song Yu have to blame the other party? After all, he has been rejecting the other party's wishes from the beginning to the end, and has been embarrassing the other party.

"I don't know." Song Yu was too guilty to look into the other's eyes, "Don't ask."

"Not at all." Xiao Kan pressed his forehead against the other's forehead and asked in a low voice, "Uncle Yi, answer Jingyun."

The tips of the noses touched, and the two hot breaths converged. Song Yu's lips moved and whispered: "Maybe, a little bit."

"Only, a little?" Xiao Kan couldn't help touching the corner of the other's mouth with his lips.

Song Yu suddenly closed her eyes, gasped and said in a low voice, "How much do you want?"

As much as you want, maybe I have much more than you want.

"A little bit is enough, it's enough for a lifetime without complaints or regrets."

Xiao Kan couldn't bear it anymore, bit the lips that the other party had been waiting for a long time with a hasty kiss, the four lips twisted together for a moment and then separated, the shiny silk pulled a thread between the two lips, the two hearts The jump sound seems to be the loudest sound in the world.

"Uncle Yi." Xiao Kan put one hand on the back of the opponent's head, and held the opponent's neck with the other, "Be willing to stay with -/nephew-/er."

Song Yu's eyes were blurred, and he didn't know when his hand was on the other's shoulder, "Uncle Wei knows."

The kiss that had just been shelved couldn't wait to continue, and the two kissed more deeply and more passionately than the other. The low-pitched and forbearing kissing sound decorated this cold and hidden cave at the bottom of the mountain.

The author has something to say: It's not a little bit, it's a billion points.