Let's live with the farmer [Traveling]

As soon as the big and small bags were put on the table, Xue Ming pulled up a chair and sat opposite Song Pingan, lying back slightly, as if in a relaxed posture.

Song Ping'an was fiddling around in the house, feeling uncomfortable.

Xue Ming stared at him for a while, rubbed his temples, got up and opened the bag on the table, and said, "I bought some food in the county, this cake tastes good."

After speaking, he handed a piece to Mother Song and told her to try it. Girls rarely go out here. The farthest place a mother like Song goes to in her life is the town. It is natural to be full of praise when eating pastries.

After eating, he asked him a few more questions about running a business, "What did you do in the county town, it's tiring to be alone."

"It's really tiring, but fortunately, the money comes quickly." He made no secret of the money he made.

"That's good, it's worth it." Song's mother talked with him, "It's been raining for the past two days, and the sun has only come out today. It's a pity that you helped Ping An dry the peanuts and corn at home a few days ago, otherwise they will all get moldy. .”

"It's raining heavily?" Xue Ming couldn't hold back the excitement in his tone. It did rain when he came back, but only once or twice. He didn't expect the torrential rain at home. God helped him.

He slightly raised one eyebrow, touched the table with his index finger, and said with a smile: "The room where I live in peace can't sleep anyone!"

Song's mother sat sideways, completely ignoring her frowning son, and said truthfully, "Yes, the tiles in that house are broken, and it has been uninhabitable for a long time. Now the house is leaking so badly that you step on one of them." footprint."

The tiredness in the corners of Xue Ming's eyes disappeared instantly, replaced by a wave of excitement: "Then I'm going to sleep in the same room with Ping An today?"

"If you don't want to, let Pingan have only one bed in the yard, and you sleep in the room." Song's mother was kind to him, of course, because of the five taels of silver and the prescription. If Song Pingan was really allowed to sleep in the yard, she Ming will find a reason to let people go.

Xue Ming knew this truth, not to mention that he wanted to squeeze with Song Pingan from the bottom of his heart, and he would agree without hesitation if he was asked to sleep against the wall.

"Auntie, you are being polite, what can I do if two big men, Pingan and I squeeze together?" He laughed and looked at Song Pingan, and seeing his face darkened, he said, "Besides, I am a girl and brother again. Yes, is Ping An still shy?"

Speaking of this, Song's mother couldn't help but want to share with him, so she told about the meal.Song Ping'an immediately turned dark, and immediately patted the table to tease Xue Ming, "Get out, don't hang around in front of me."

He smiled lightly, "Oh, it seems that during my absence, Ping An has someone he likes."

It's like saying, oh, you cheated!

Song Ping'an let go of his hand as if he had been burned, and heard him say in a helpless tone: "What can I do, I can only choose blessings!"

Looking over again, he saw a bitter arc in the corner of his mouth, tilting his head and twisting his fingers coldly, waiting for a wisp of white smoke to be extinguished, repeating several times in a leisurely manner.

Song Ping'an's scalp was numb, and his heart was even more irritable. He kicked the overturned chair and said to himself, "Pinch, pinch, I didn't do anything wrong!"

Mother Song also figured out that the atmosphere was not right, coughed lightly, and said, "Peace, let Xue Ming sleep in your room today."

"Mum, you don't know him...he..." He touched Lao Tzu!

Xue Ming withdrew his sharp eyes with a chuckle, and the transparent ice edge was crushed in his palm, and then he stretched his fingers one by one with great patience, and the dots of ice powder disappeared the moment they hit the ground.

He was expressing his anger in this way, and at the same time, it also made Song Ping'an irritable, his fingers were crackling, he just wanted to kick him to the ground, stomping hard, kicking hard, and finally made his head bleed Flow is the only way to relieve hatred.

Suddenly Xue Ming sighed dejectedly, and pressed the center of his brow wearily, "Auntie, don't worry about being safe, I'll just sleep outside, that means there are more mosquitoes, man, bear with it and pass."

He deliberately bit the "man" two people in a tactful way, with a hint.Song Pingan couldn't hear it, stared at him with a gloomy face, kicked his foot on the dirt wall, and the wall dust rustled his shoes.

Mother Song looked at her violent son, and said with a little regret, "I'll talk about him again, don't worry about it."

Song Pingan gritted his teeth and pointed at Xue Ming: "Sleep, sleep, you come to sleep, you deserve it if I kill you tonight!"

"Do whatever you want!" Xue Ming replied with a very restrained expression on his face.

Song Pingan was sullen again, walked out of the living room angrily, stared at the open door resentfully, and slapped himself on the face, scolding himself for not having a long memory.

Xue Ming followed him when his front feet came out. At this time, his upper body was naked, and following the movements of his hands, the flexibility of his waist rose and fell vigorously, making Xue Ming unable to move his eyes away.

Song Pingan went to the kitchen with a dull head, and when he came out, he had an extra knife in his hand, slashed at him twice angrily, and pushed away the back room.

Xue Ming felt very intimate with the knife, and seeing him swung his arm suddenly, the knife got stuck in the middle of the bed.

Song Ping'an crawled onto the bed, kicked off his shoes, pulled the pillow over, and lay on the outside, his chest heaving violently.

Xue Ming rubbed his nose. Before he was 30 years old, he was still single. There were countless people trying to climb into his bed, but he kicked them down mercilessly.Unexpectedly, the way of heaven is good for reincarnation, and now it's his turn to climb the bed.

Well, kicked!

He still has some experience in climbing the bed. After all, he had gained experience in kicking before. He felt that it was necessary to make some preparations before climbing, and he was reluctant to waste this hard-won opportunity.

So, he went to the corner with ease and dragged out the suitcase, chose a pair that matched Song Ping'an's trousers, put it under his armpit, and walked out of the shower.

Song Pingan only opened one eye after he went out, and put his hand on the back of the knife to feel it. After a while, before anyone came, he ground his teeth for a while.

When Xue Ming came in, he was lying on the window sill, raised a corner with his fingers, and squinted his eyes to look out. He didn't laugh, and stood and watched for a while.When Song Pingan closed the window by himself, and saw his meaningful eyes when he turned his head, his lips trembled for a long time.

"There are a lot of stars outside." Xue Ming's doting eyes fell on his tense face, and he approached him step by step.

Song Ping'an's breathing became short of breath, and he straddled the kitchen knife and lay on the outside with his fists clenched.

Xue Ming took a deep breath, and when he thought of stepping over him, his heart was like a galloping horse, and he wanted to lie on him, and he could bear it even if he was killed.

He raised his knees, put his fingers on the edge of the bed, and was about to climb mountains and ridges to pretend his legs were weak.But when he heard two squeaks, the knife was picked up.

Xue Ming raised his eyebrows at him and lay obediently on the inner side, when he heard another click, the back of the knife was inserted into the gap in the bed board.

The person he likes is next to him, just a knife away, Xue Ming felt itchy, stretched out his fingers to touch his arm, and said to himself: "I heard from my aunt that you have a sweetheart."

Song Ping'an simply turned his back to him, pretending that he couldn't hear him.

Xue Ming also turned over and stared at his back, "Why don't you want to tell me? Huh?"

Warm breath hit his back, Song Pingan gritted his molars, hating himself for not letting him sleep outside, otherwise he would have kicked him off.

Xue Ming has been here for so long and seldom shows his heart to others, "I seldom show my heart to others, you are the first one."

Song Pingan didn't tell him, it was also the first time he was confessed.

"What kind of person do you like?" he asked, his eyes and breath following his back all the way down to his waist.

Song Pingan grabbed the back of the knife with his backhand and wiped the surface of the knife with his fingers warningly. Xue Ming sighed in his heart, covered his own heat with his hand, and said again: "Why don't you talk?"

Song Pingan still ignored him and pulled out the knife directly.

Xue Ming moved his hands unhurriedly, and his tone was steady: "I used to stand alone on a high place overlooking all the industries, always thinking that I could fill the void in my heart.

He paused, and laughed rather self-deprecatingly: "Everyone says that I am ruthless, useless, inhuman, and will not spare even my own brothers. No one is not afraid of me."

But he missed it again, "As long as I can't get what I want, you are the most special."

"I want you to be special!" Song Pingan said in a low voice.

Xue Ming was stunned to hear the taste of being coquettish from the full of disdain, and said maliciously: "In the past, I would tie you to me by any means, such as making you bankrupt, making you homeless, making you You can only stay with me."

What he was talking about was just a few vulgar idol dramas he had invested in, in which the rich and powerful male supporting actors threatened the female lead in this way, but the ending was very miserable.

Song Ping'an covered his ears with his hands, but his mind was uncontrollably imagining a picture.He stood on the hillside with his hands behind his back, behind him was a thousand acres of fertile land, and he was alone.He smiled lightly and said, "It's getting cold, let the Song family go bankrupt!"

"Bah!" He couldn't help snorting.

Xue Ming behind him was startled, his fingers tightened, and he let out a long sigh.

"Fuck! You are fucking courting death!" Song Pingan raised his eyebrows, looking at Xue Ming who was half lying on the bed.

Xue Ming stood up and sat up calmly, looked up at him, and raised his eyebrows evilly: "A man's true colors!"

Song Ping'an trembled, and finally couldn't bear it any longer, he slashed down with a knife, and shouted furiously: "Get out!"