Scum attack, he wants to change his mind

Jiang Chongyuan's kiss was extremely aggressive, like a poisonous snake's letter, before Song Xingfei could answer, he pried open his snow-white teeth arbitrarily, and entwined with his soft and wet tongue.

Song Xingfei felt the gradually warming palms running over his body, and the slender fingertips lifted the hem of his clothes, and then slowly poked inside.

"You will always be with me."

Under the dim light, Jiang Zhongyuan suddenly stopped his body movements, his eyes narrowed slightly, like a bird of prey locking on its prey before hunting, but the sound was so soft that it could only be heard at a close distance from each other.

"Feige, you will."

His tone seemed to be a statement, rather than wanting to hear Song Xingfei's affirmative answer.

But Song Xingfei still responded, with the accompaniment of the beating of his heart, he said:

"I will always be with you, Zhongyuan."

Jiang Chongyuan's words sounded like an abandoned puppy to Song Xingfei's ears. After wandering for a long time, he was picked up and brought home, but he was always worried about being abandoned again.

He wanted to give Jiang Chongyuan a sense of security, a little more, a little more.

Jiang Chongyuan seemed very satisfied, and smiled lowly. He supported Song Xingfei's waist, and brought the person onto him. After changing his posture, Song Xingfei sat on Jiang Chongyuan's lap in a daze.

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"Feige, sit up."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Chongyuan put Song Xingfei's hand on the hot stick behind his buttocks.

"No...no way." Song Xingfei said incoherently, his palm seemed to be scalded after holding that thing.

He couldn't imagine the consequences of sitting in such a posture.

Jiang Chongyuan acted as if he didn't hear it, patted Song Xingfei's buttocks, and said softly and seductively: "Hey, Brother Fei, I want you."

……

In the early morning, Da Yuan drove to pick up Song Xingfei.

Song Xingfei looked as if he hadn't rested well, his eyelids drooped slightly, his hair was slightly damp, and he went out without blowing it dry.

Da Yuan watched Song Xingfei get into the car a little tiredly, and then hastily fastened his seat belt.

"Good morning, President Song!"

"Well, long time no see. Have you taken care of the family affairs?"

Song Xingfei exuded a faint baking aroma, smelling like he had just eaten a freshly baked pastry in the morning, and there was still a little milky white liquid hanging from the corner of his mouth.

After Da Yuan finished answering, he quickly pulled out a tissue and reminded Song Xingfei to wipe his mouth. He was wondering why Mr. Song was so unkempt all of a sudden, completely different from his previous energetic appearance.

Just as he was wondering, a shock of being struck by lightning flashed in Da Yuan's sight.

Song Xingfei didn't wear a tie, his neckline was slightly open, and a bruise was impressively printed on his snow-white and smooth neck.

Song Xingfei didn't tell Da Yuan that this was Jiang Chongyuan's home. Not long ago, Da Yuan asked for leave to go back to his hometown to take care of his mother, and it was his first day at work after returning.

The cause of that trace is self-evident.

Da Yuan involuntarily glanced at the house, could it be Mr. Song's new love, Jinwu Zangjiao?

I'm afraid this is not a goblin, but the kind that can absorb people's yang energy.

Didn't Mr. Song hate those flamboyant little lovers who did outrageous things in the past?

Da Yuan was very impressed. Once when he accompanied Mr. Song out for a social event, a little mb tried his best to seduce Mr. Song. His clothes were all faded, and he was full of flair. Even a veteran like Mr. Song who often hangs around romantic occasions couldn't resist this temptation.

But later, the little mb leaned over to kiss Mr. Song on the lips. Mr. Song's expression immediately changed, his face was ashen, and he pulled the man's collar and threw it aside in disgust.

The little mb sat on the ground with his butt naked, until Mr. Song turned his head and left, without realizing how he had offended Mr. Song.

But now, Mr. Song actually allowed someone to leave such an ambiguous mark on him.

Da Yuan didn't understand, but was greatly shocked.

In the bedroom, Jiang Zhongyuan unhurriedly buttoned up the floor-to-ceiling mirror, recalling the way Song Xingfei was pressed under him in the early morning, and the corners of his lips curled up unconsciously.

How to do it?He seemed to be growing more and more attached to his prey.

Jiang Chongyuan came to the living room and saw the post-it note on the dining table. He picked up the note casually. On it was Song Xingfei's clear handwriting:

[There is milk in the small pot and cake in the oven, eat it while it is hot after waking up. 】

Jiang Chongyuan walked to the kitchen, lifted the lid of the small milk pot, and a burst of milky fragrance rushed into his nose.

Even though he was bullied like that in the morning, he got up and made breakfast for him.

Jiang Chongyuan put on anti-scalding gloves and took out a cake from the oven. The sweet and soft cake slowly melted on the tip of his tongue, which felt like the process of kissing Song Xingfei.

As soon as this thought came to mind, the faint smile on Jiang Chongyuan's face stopped immediately.

With a dark face, he mercilessly threw the cake he took a bite into the kitchen waste bin.

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Outside the bay window is a boundless white, with heavy snow falling, the garden downstairs is like a white temple in the middle ages in Europe.

Song Xingfei leaned against the bedroom window, watching the snowflakes falling outside the villa.

The days passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, he and Jiang Chongyuan had been together for half a year. Today is New Year's Eve, and Song Xingfei missed Jiang Chongyuan a little. When they were together, Song Xingfei would cook in person every night, but today he had to go back to the old house to accompany him. Parents eat.

The relatives of the Song family were also downstairs, and it was called a family reunion dinner, but the more people came to greet each other, the more Song Xingfei could hear the undertones of the other party's guns and sticks. Song Xingfei had no choice but to make false claims with them. It took a while to finally take the opportunity to slip out.

He wanted to hear Jiang Chongyuan's voice.

Even when Jiang Chongyuan knew that he couldn't spend New Year's Eve with him, he was very considerate.But Song Xingfei knew Jiang Chongyuan's character, even if he felt lost and wronged in his heart, Jiang Chongyuan would try his best to be magnanimous.

Song Xingfei dialed Jiang Chongyuan's phone, which only answered after it rang for a while.

"Hello, Brother Fei." As soon as Jiang Chongyuan's voice appeared, Song Xingfei smiled unconsciously.

"It's okay, I just miss you a little bit."

Song Xingfei hadn't seen Jiang Chongyuan for a day, but felt like he hadn't seen him for a long time, and couldn't wait to see Jiang Chongyuan.

But now I can only listen to the voice and chat for comfort.

Hearing the words, Jiang Chongyuan gave a low laugh and said, "I miss you too. Brother Fei, happy New Year's Eve."

"Well, Happy New Year's Eve."

After a few words, Song Xingfei hung up the phone. He didn't tell Jiang Chongyuan his plan. After dinner later, Song Xingfei planned to find an excuse to leave early, and then spend New Year's Eve with Jiang Chongyuan that belonged to the two of them.

When I went downstairs, the New Year atmosphere in the living room was very full, creating an illusion of family harmony and beauty.

Su Yunshi saw Song Xingfei as if he had seen the savior. He was dragged by the relatives of the Song family just now to chat, asking all kinds of questions, and he couldn't handle it. Song Xingfei's side is safe.

"Brother!" Su Yunshi was wearing a red and white sweater. He was sweating a lot just now, and the hair on his forehead was slightly curly after being wet. He sat next to Song Xingfei, deliberately trying to stay away from those people.

"Oh, big brother is really lucky, the relationship between the two brothers is really good."

"That's right, outsiders are spreading rumors that Xing Fei and Xiao Su have a bad relationship. I think it's all nonsense. These people are clearly jealous."

"Hahaha, that's right. In this family, unity is the most important thing. You can see that Xing Fei looks like an older brother. It's not like the two rebellious sons in my family who are brothers. Every day, they fight like dogs and dogs."

Song Yanzheng was enjoying himself physically and mentally, and was about to speak, when the graceful and luxurious woman sitting beside him said lightly:

"It's a good thing that two brothers are connected. Our family Xing Fei has always been easy-going and treats him like a younger brother. After all, this is what it should be. This child Yun Shi has suffered a lot before. He didn't enter the Song family. Before, you lived on scholarships all the time, right?"

Gong Xin's tone was gentle, but her expression was cold. As soon as she finished speaking, the voice that had been joking just now suddenly fell silent.

Su Yunshi was a little nervous, feeling the gaze cast on him, and secretly pulled Song Xingfei's sleeve.

"Since Yun Shi has come to the Song family, he is my younger brother." Song Xingfei was the first to break the silence, his voice full of firmness.

"Hey, that's right. The brothers want to be in the same spirit, and everything will prosper!"

Halfway through the undercurrent of the reunion dinner, Song Xingfei was already a little tired. Looking at his watch, the time was almost up, and there was still time to rush back.

He stood up, apologized to the uncles present, and then said that he still had a little work to deal with.As soon as the words fell, Song Yanzheng said dissatisfiedly: "Sit down, what work has to be done on such an important day as New Year's Eve?"

"Brother, don't say that. Xing Fei is at the young and aggressive stage, and it is a good thing to be ambitious."

Gong Xin raised her head and glanced at Song Xingfei, and said calmly: "What kind of work, do you have to solve it today?"

Song Xingfei nodded and said, "Yes."

"It's cold outside, wear thicker clothes and put on a scarf. Let the driver take you back."

After Gong Xin finished speaking calmly, Song Yanzheng couldn't say anything more, and gave Song Xingfei a hard look with a look of hatred.

After leaving the Song family, Song Xingfei felt as if he had been reborn.

The cold wind in the winter night stings a little on the face, the snow is getting bigger and bigger, drifting in the cold north wind, under the orange street lamp, the snowflakes are like moths rushing to the flame, rushing to the city in groups. die.

After getting off the car, Song Xingfei dialed Jiang Chongyuan's phone number when he went upstairs. This time, Jiang Chongyuan answered quickly. Song Xingfei had a smile on his lips, imagining what Jiang Chongyuan would look like when he opened the door later and said:

"Chong Yuan, I'm sorry, I can't spend New Year's Eve with you today. I thought I'd be able to come back in the evening, but my relatives kept holding me back."

After a few seconds of silence, Jiang Chongyuan said softly, "It's okay, we still have a long time to come, so don't worry about this day."

"But I still hope to spend New Year's Eve with you." Song Xingfei said pretending to be sorry, there was some background noise on the other side of the phone, Song Xingfei asked casually: "Are you watching TV at home? Why is the background so noisy. "

"Well, I'm watching TV at home. It's really boring to be alone." Jiang Chongyuan returned.

"Oh, that's it. Let's not talk for now, my uncle asked me to go drink again." After finishing speaking, Song Xingfei took out the key and prepared to open the door.

"...Okay." After Jiang Chongyuan finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Song Xingfei was very excited, this was the first time he had created a surprise for others, so he tiptoedly opened the door for fear of being betrayed.

"Chongyuan! I'm back!"

As soon as Song Xingfei finished speaking, the smile on his face froze.

The living room was deserted, empty, and the lights were not even turned on.

In the dark room, everything seemed quiet and lonely, not to mention the sound of the TV.

Song Xingfei stood there blankly. After a while, he turned on the light switch in the living room, forgot to change his shoes, and walked into the bedroom.

It was still empty, and there was no shadow of Jiang Chongyuan in every room.

Song Xingfei looked down at the call log that he just hung up, and something exploded in his mind——

Chong Yuan...why did you lie to yourself?

The turmoil rises again